In the early morning of the next day, Zhou An sat on the main seat and was expressionless. Wuxiang floated in the air and grimaced at him, and Zhou An had no choice but not to look at her.

Zhou Yan and Doctor Wen's faces were ugly, and the city lord died in battle yesterday. It was already unexpected, they never expected Zhou An to dare to take this mess.

Jun Bai beckoned the two of them to drink tea, his face pale. It was already difficult to confront the big demon outside the city yesterday, and the city lord died. According to the law, he took over, and fortunately there was a son of the Zhou family.

Bai Zi was closing her eyes and recuperating, as if it wasn't her who was sad last night.

Doctor Wen couldn't help but ask, "Both of them are the leaders of this city, and now the city gate is closed." Whether to defend or surrender, or to break out. The third prince is still a minor, although he took over as the lord of the city. But as the concubine of Xirong Kingdom, he died in Great Xia. Aren't you two afraid, will Xirong and Great Xia go to war?"

Zhou An was a little surprised, thinking about whether Xirong would send troops if he died in battle. But it must not be, everyone knows that Xihou is trapped in Yangcheng, and he didn't send troops. It will scare people, and they are not stupid.

"Lord Chenghuang, as a first-class deity. With the help of the formation, can't you stop a powerful ghost of the fourth realm?" Zhou Yan asked suspiciously

Doctor Wen was silent, although he was not a powerhouse in the Three Realms. But I have also heard the saying that one realm and one heaven are two heavens, and the four realms are already existences that can be called holy.

After all, there are only two existences in history that have reached the fifth realm recognized by the world. One is the Demon Ancestor, and the other is the Dao Ancestor.

"White Dragon City was built on an ancient battlefield, and the yin qi is extremely heavy. As the existence of the fourth realm of the ghost path, I used the formation left by the Three Emperors. It is possible to win against him, the key is that there is more than one powerhouse of the Four Realms outside the city. Bai Zi said with a wry smile

"More than ...... A. What about the Fourth Realm of Great Xia? Could it be that at this time, I haven't discovered any abnormalities here. Zhou Yan said incredulously

Jun Bai said helplessly: "The King of Xia Hu County and the ancestor of the Bai family were stopped by the demon marshal on the road. The Yellow Horned Star Monarch has not been released yet, and the rest of the Fourth Realm can't get out. Yangcheng asked us to wait for news, but there was no way. ”

"Great Xia and the Fourth Realm of the Divine Court were trapped at the same time, something is wrong. Anyway, we're going to break through tonight in case the night is overworked. Doctor Wen suddenly said firmly, and Zhou Yan secretly wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead.

The hall was quiet for a while, and Zhou Angang wanted to object. I saw Zhou Yan and Dr. Wen staring at him, with an expression that he would dare to beat him if he wanted to oppose them.

A quarter of an hour later, both the deputy city lord and the city god left. On the ninth night, he appeared in the hall and saluted Zhou An.

Dr. Wen immediately stood up and said, "Nine nights, gather people immediately." We're going to break through tonight and buy dry food. ”

On the ninth night, I just wanted to speak, but I saw Dr. Wen sighing for a long time.

"This city has been taken away by Daxia, and we stay here to be buried. It's not that we broke in by accident, this is already a dead city. A message from the Demon Saint has come to warn us and wants us to leave immediately tonight. Zhou Yan said with a sigh

The ninth night was surprised, it was one of the top ten famous cities, so he said that he would give up and give up. Is this the demeanor of the big man and the strong?

For a while, everyone was gone, and Zhou An was a little sad.

"Is this the so-called way of survival, it's really hard to accept. Zhou An looked at Wuxiang and asked a little unwillingly

"You have been exposed to too many strong people, and you don't know the life of a normal creature. Your cultivation is too low, and the reason why you can avoid it. It's because you are the concubine of the Zhou clan, and the three old monsters outside don't want to provoke Xirong. Wuxiang quipped

"Is it really unavoidable, this massacre?"

"The gods want sacrifices, and the demons want blood. Demons need souls, and humans need hatred. The will of the four major races is not something that you, an immortal cultivator of the first realm, can decide. Wuxiang said coldly

"I can get stronger, and I can change one day. ”

Five spices laughed and rolled in mid-air. Tapping the air with his hand, Zhou An fell silent.

"Dao Ancestor's realm is not high, even if he can fight one clan by himself. When the gods and demons join forces, they can only hide in Kunlun and not be born. ”

Zhou An asked rhetorically: "If there are a few more creatures like Dao Ancestors in the world, will the world be peaceful." ”

Wuxiang sneered: "A person who can't even save his own life, now wants to save others, it's really laughing at me." If you have this time, it's better to practice more. ”

At night, above the sky. The clouds were thick, and the lights in the city had been extinguished.

At the east city gate, Zhou Yan was counting the number of people. Dr. Wen rode on a steed and watched the convoy without saying a word.

When everything was ready, Zhou An appeared in front of the team.

Zhou An said loudly: "I, Zhou An, now announce that the person in charge of this gift to the royal city will be replaced by Zhou Yan. ”

Zhou Yan and Dr. Wen looked in anticipation and took Zhou An's jade pendant.

"Salute"

Zhou Yan saluted Zhou An, and everyone followed suit.

Zhou An laughed, turned around and walked towards the city.

Standing on the city tower, Zhou An watched the convoy go away. Asura was also sitting on the roof of the building, and Wuxiang looked at Zhou An helplessly.

The dark clouds continued to descend in mid-air, and Zhou An got up. A golden pillar of light rose normally in the east of the city, and Zhou An jumped onto the city wall.

Stepping on the hard city wall, Zhou An took a horse step. Began to punch into the sky, and after ten punches, the punch wind began to appear.

Bai Zi stepped on a golden bridge and walked around the city. Every time I arrived at the door of a house, a golden light came out of the door god on the door. The brand-new door god statue is instantly dilapidated.

Bai Zi was still wandering, but the aura accumulated by the door god was really not much, and she felt that she did not appreciate or ridicule Zhou An's actions.

It's really funny, through Bai Xuanjia's suicide note. Only then did she realize that being trapped here for three months turned out to be a transaction.

What role does Master Xuanji, the national teacher she respects the most, play in this transaction? It's a pity that she can't see it, and if the souls of the city die, she, the city god, will be doomed to die if she loses the faith of the people. What a boring, shameless life.

Suddenly, she was amazed, and the square in the east of the city was full of people. They were all children, the oldest of whom was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

Zhou An was frightened by a huge fist shadow, and the dark clouds in the air seemed to be hurt. With a scream, Zhou An jumped off the city wall and punched the sky with the people in the square.

Junbai gathered the whole city to set fires in the streets, and lit a flint fire. When Bai Zi finished collecting the aura, he came to Jun Bai's side.

"What are you doing, we can't keep it. Even if you sacrifice to the gods, it is not possible, not to mention that this is a ritual to worship ancestors. Bai Zi asked suspiciously

"If someone is lucky enough not to die, these fires can give him a little warmth. ”

Jun Bai looked at the citizens who had been infused by the yin qi into his body, and looked helpless. It's only been night for a long time, the sky

The ghost thing casts spells on everyone.

Jun Bai accompanied Bai Zi to the east of the city and saw a yellow dragon qi. The dragon qi dragged the ghost cloud, like a man's hand.

"Is this the Terran classic, the 'Three Tombs and Five Classics' recorded in the United Nations?" Bai Zi asked

Jun Bai pondered and replied: "Tianxingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. From the Three Graves, explain what is strong. ”

Bai Zi nodded and smiled, extracting a trace of dragon qi and condensing it into a golden long sword. Then it turned into a purple glow and rushed upwards into the sea of clouds.

Zhou An watched the changes in the sea of clouds in the sky and subconsciously punched. I felt that my fist was getting heavier and heavier, and finally I fainted.