No matter how annoyed Lan Lan was in the loop, when Bai Xiao approached Thunderstone City with the attitude of the arrival of the king, the natural disaster that destroyed the city and destroyed the state gradually subsided.

The thunderclouds overhead were still as black as ink, and the arcs of electricity between the clouds were still like cunning poisonous snakes, but no trace of thunder dared to land, and the unquenchable fire burning in the city quickly closed and turned invisible.

The natural disaster in Thunder Stone City actually disappeared in the middle of Bai Xiao's stroll.

And when Bai Xiao walked in front of the gate of Thunder Stone City step by step, the pitch-black cloud suddenly opened, and a golden light was projected straight down, like a jade pillar standing on the top of the sky, condensing for a long time.

This picture scroll, which is like a legendary epic, is in stark contrast to the previous picture of Lu Bieli barely trying to chisel through the clouds.

In the distance, Lu Bieli laughed softly, not discouraged at all because his "skills are not as good as others", and the two golden eyes burst out with a light of surprise.

And Lan Lan, who had just retreated from the Elemental Cycle, could see at a glance that Lu Bieli was in an improper state of mind, and seriously reminded: "Declare in advance, there are enough competitors around Xiaobai, don't let your son make trouble!"

Lu Bieli didn't pay any attention to the party contention declaration, just looked at the Thunder Stone City in the distance, which had calmed down, and said softly: "In this way, there will be no resistance." ”

Qingyue said: "Maybe the show has just begun, and I don't feel any kindness from that city." ”

Lan Lan said curiously: "It's rare to save their whole city, won't they be grateful to Dade? Could it be that they think that we caused the disaster?"

Qingyue nodded: "That's it, although the specific situation will not be known until after entering the city, but you should be able to smell that strong hostility, right?"

Lan Lan said: "I can smell hostility everywhere, and I can't tell what is strong and not strong. ”

Such a frank declaration made Qingyue laugh and be speechless.

Only Wan Junzhu was at the back of the group, and it was thrilling to hear.

Please, everyone, please have mercy on my lovely hometown!

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When Bai Xiao entered the city, what he saw was a gloomy cloud.

Although the disaster of the thunder and fire burned the city only lasted for a short time, it caused extremely tragic losses. The four lightning towers at the four corners of the city all collapsed, and the small thunder pools that collapsed burned hundreds of houses around the towers, and the innocent citizens among them did not even react before they turned into conversations in the strong electricity.

Not to mention the casualties caused by the lightning that rained down from the sky like a poisonous snake prey.

The moment he walked into the city gate, Bai Xiao clearly smelled the scorching smell of corpses, and even heard the wails of thousands of dead souls in a trance. As time goes on, more seriously injured people are losing their lives......

On the way here, Bai Xiao carefully browsed the information of Thunderstone City, which is a city with a long history and simple and generous. Prosperous by mining, rich in style because of history. The people who live in this city, together with this city, constitute a rare beautiful scenery in the Eastern Continent.

But now in front of us is a bloody city.

And all this is because there is someone behind the scenes, who doesn't want anyone to get close to the ancient ruins in the depths of the mine?

Bai Xiao looked at the desolation in front of him silently, and the determination in his heart became more and more firm. This is the choice that any tribal warrior will make, and in the face of malicious coercion, he would rather burn everything and destroy everything in one fell swoop, rather than let his opponent's plot succeed.

It has nothing to do with gains and losses, and it has nothing to do with personal honor and disgrace, this is a judgment based on instinct.

However, just when Bai Xiao made up his mind, he was greeted by a piercing curse.

"The demon from the Qin Kingdom, how can you have the face to walk into the city!"

Bai Xiao turned his gaze and saw an old man with scorched black hair and ragged clothes at the other end of the city gate avenue, with old tears staggering horizontally.

From him, Bai Xiao could clearly see the turbulent magic energy fluctuations, and the peak and trough were very different, which meant that as a demon Taoist, he had been seriously injured and it was difficult to stabilize the operation of the magic weapon in his body.

And judging from the color of the robe that was mostly charred, this old man should be Ning Xianze, the watchtower master of Thunderstone City, that is, the supreme leader of the demon Taoist priests in the city, and his rank was one level higher than Wan Junzhu.

Bai Xiao doesn't know much about this Master Ning Xianze, after all, there are only a few records about him in the book, but they can be roughly determined......

This is a very staunch and extreme conservative and isolationist, who opposes all forms of interaction with the Qin state, and it is best to let the speaker invent several super-mass destruction magic powers to sink the Western Continent directly into the sea.

Such a person took the lead in asking the teacher to ask for the guilt, Bai Xiao was not surprised.

But soon, Bai Xiao saw more people behind Ning Xianze.

Some of them were also ragged and bruised, apparently not lightly injured in the recent thunderstorm, while others were uninjured but their clothes were stained with blood, and their hearts were full of grief, apparently having lost their relatives and friends in the disaster.

After that, more and more people gathered.

Most of this group came from the ordinary people of Thunderstone City.

Many of them still don't understand why thunder from the sky suddenly fell on the earth.

In the past thousands of years, the thunderclouds above the head of Thunderstone City have never dispersed, but the thunder has almost never fallen to the ground, and the four lightning towers are like the umbrella of the sky, and even if the towers occasionally fail, there will always be a rotating demon Taoist in the city, with the help of the ancient array that stretches for thousands of years in the entire city to protect the citizens.

Thousands of years of peace and comfort were shattered in one day.

Why is that?

Ning Xianze stood on the historical avenue scorched by thunder and fire and gave the answer to everyone.

"You have caused natural disasters to Thunderstone City, causing misery to the lives of people, and now you still want to fall into the well for the people who have fallen in our city!"

The old man's voice, with a hoarse and bleeding roughness, echoed in the crowd, with a deafening shock.

Suddenly, the confused citizens who had gathered suddenly realized the truth.

"It's Qin?"

"The collapse of the Guiding Thunder Tower, was it done by the tribesmen?"

"Who else but them!? I heard a few days ago that they caused a terrifying cloud rail air crash in Hope Harbor, and I didn't expect them to go to our Thunderstone City to repeat their old tricks!"

"I already knew they were uneasy and kind, these murderers!"

The people's arguments, provoked by a few voices in the crowd, quickly turned into a wave of anger.

When Wan Junzhu came to the scene panting and flapping his metal wings, which had been seriously strained, he only felt the malice rushing to his face, as if it was suffocating.

As the dean of the Demon Dao Academy in Thunderstone City, he can be regarded as half a local, every grass and tree in the city is as familiar as his own backyard, and the people gathered in front of the city gate avenue were also regarded by him as neighbors.

But now they seem so strange.

"Wan Junzhu!?"

Someone in the crowd immediately recognized him.

More vicious speculation and even swearing followed.

"You brought the Qin people here!?"

"You dead bastard, Lei Shicheng has given you glory and wealth over the years, and you will take revenge!"

"The ancestor of the Wan family is a traitor to the empire, and the whole family was beheaded by the grace of the first emperor, you don't want to atone for your sins, but you actually repay the favor and take revenge!"

"It's worthy of being a cheap breed from a cheap concubine!"

Wave after wave of evil tides devoured Wan Junzhu's reason in an instant, and this demon master watched everything in front of him become distorted and dyed with a terrible blood, and those familiar faces became extremely hateful, as if they were no longer human, but demons leaking out of the cracks in the sky.

Subconsciously, the demonic heart of this demon master began to release a curse, and the object of the curse was naturally ......

"Stop, Dean Wan. ”

In the blood red, a little coolness was like an initiation, and Wan Junzhu was awakened in an instant.

The Demon Dao Master only felt the blood in front of him be swept away, and his wrist was being held firmly.

In the palm of his hand, there was a translucent three-dimensional sigil, and the curse contained in it shocked him, the master.

Did you do it yourself?

"If you get angry here, you're playing into the hands of the enemy. Qingyue's voice was clear and clear, as if it had the effect of purifying people's hearts.

As she spoke, the crowd gathered in front of the city gate became dissipated.

"Wait, why are we here?"

"Who are that? Strange looking...... What are we doing watching them?"

"Isn't that Wan Junzhu? Why does it look tattered, I remember that he usually cherishes his wings, has he fought with anyone?"

"Wait, the top priority now is to save people, right? What does Wan Junzhu's tatters have to do with us!?"

"Yes, yes, my sister can't find anyone yet, I'm going to find my sister first!"

"I'm with me, too!"

Almost instantly, the citizens of Leishi City who gathered in front of the city gate dispersed a small part, and a few of the people in the crowd who were not good-looking, obviously showing anxious expressions, shouted one after another.

"Wait, the blood debt hasn't been settled yet, you can't just let them go!"

"yes, these people are here ......"

Before the words fell, these people heard a joking girl's voice.

"Oh, so you're the one who fanned the flames in the crowd. ”

And that's the last voice they hear.

Lan Lan danced lightly all the way, and his snow-white bare feet landed on the scorched and muddy ground of Thunderstone City, but he did not leave a single mark. But every time the dance step fell, one of the instigators in the crowd fell to the ground, as if he had lost his master's marionette.

The dance of seizing the soul was used to the fullest by the girl this time.

It's a pity that Lan Lan's dancing is destined not to be appreciated by many people, because in front of the girl, there is a humanoid light source that is full of light, which attracts everyone's attention.

Lu Bieli slowly walked to Bai Xiao's side, and instead of him, he confronted Ning Xianze and said, "You did it?"

The ragged old man was stunned when he heard this, and then he became angry: "What nonsense are you talking about......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was swept aside by a stretched wings of light.

"If you don't do it, you don't get in the way. ”

Ning Xianze was furious, and the remaining demonic energy in his body was about to explode, but under the suppression of the grandmaster level, he was desperate to find that he had no ability to die even if he was exhausted.

In his mind, Lu Bieli's voice descended with a thousand rays of light, leaving a deep imprint.

"If you want to find the real culprit, don't use it as a pawn. ”