This Lan Jade City.

This city is built on the mountain, hence the name.

A five-storey tower in the middle of the city, standing straight and overlooking the city.

Standing below stood a group of Shura in red robes and black robes, the Great Shura.

These Shura and Great Shura seemed to be wrapped in robes, revealing only two eerie and cold pupils.

With the blade in his hand, he guarded the tower, and was happy with the pleasure of the concubine Wumo Tianfei above, and the faint sound of the beautiful sound, did not squint and turned a deaf ear.

At this time, the sound of "da-da" sounded.

It was the sound of the heels of pointy boots falling to the ground, rhythmically.

Look up along a pair of slender white legs with a faint glossy sheen.

saw a plump girl wearing a knee-length skirt with off-the-shoulder suspenders, walking in steps.

The girl is petite and exquisite, with a melon seed face, two willow eyebrows, and a pair of smart and childish eyes, like stars.

In particular, the waist is extraordinarily slender, Yingying is less than a hand, and the snow peak of considerable scale trembles three times, giving people a thrilling feeling that the waist is about to be broken at any time.

"Humble duties, see His Highness Blood Dance. ”

The sound of saluting sounded.

Blood Dance waved his hand, and on the skin that could be broken by blowing, the white was translucent red, and the cherry lips opened lightly: "Is the Heavenly Concubine on it?"

"Your Highness, I'm afraid... Inconvenience. ”

A great assura hesitated.

"Nothing was inconvenient. ”

Blood Dance smiled disdainfully, her face full of ridicule, and stepped up to the tower.

The tower has five floors, and the blood dance provokes the bead curtain and steps in.

The house was warm and breezy, and the smell of sandalwood mixed with bodily fluids floated in the air.

Blood Dance frowned, ignoring the obsessive scene of a woman and a man in the house, a pair of eyes were clear, and said softly: "Tianfei, Yin Si is here." ”

Concubine Wumotian's slightly narrowed blurred eyes suddenly opened, regained a bit of clarity, and wiped the filth on Yan Hong's lips in a timely manner.

At the same time, he repelled several ugly-faced bloodlines beside him.

Those Blood Clans were covered in mud and dirt, black and black, and their hands and feet were still shackled, and they were obviously the most despicable servants of the Blood Sea Clan.

Hearing this, these servants of the sea of blood hurriedly stood up, and the sound of shackles hitting sounded harshly and abruptly.

At this moment, one of the servants had a distorted face, and he was still moving behind him, and it became more and more violent.

On the charming jade face of Tianfei Wumo's national color and heavenly fragrance, there is a faint gloomy green energy surging.

While the woman showed comfort on her face, she sneered, "Since you are so reluctant to concubine, then don't leave forever." ”

As soon as the words fell, a blood-colored flame rose, and the Blood Clan servants behind him were licked by the Scarlet Fire Serpent, turning into a cloud of flying ash and burning out.

Tianfei Wumo stood up, shook her delicate body slightly, and with a wave of her hand, the dress on the splendid screen fell on her body.

"Which side of the Yin Division is it?"

Tianfei Wumo asked.

"Yinchuan Wulu Huangquan Jiedu envoy led 500,000 Yin soldiers, as for whether Luo Yu Liugong sent people, it is not yet known. ”

Blood Dance looked as usual and said softly.

"Gather the rest of the people at this speed. ”

Concubine Wu Motian was radiant and ordered.

Blood Dance saluted, frowned, and turned to leave.

......

......

Twenty miles away from Lanyu City.

Flags hunting.

The ghost soldiers and ghost generals of the Yin Division, with an awe-inspiring momentum, wearing ghost scale armor and holding a ghost weapon long knife, reflected the faint and cold light under the dark red moon.

The aura of Sen Ran's slaughter enveloped the entire Yin Si army.

The Five Paths Soldier and Horse Envoy sat on a high platform, raising his head from time to time, looking inexplicably into the void, as if he was anxiously waiting for something.

At this time, a shy and big-bellied, vicious face, and a three-leaf Huangquan sword hanging from his waist, Huo Ran stood up from his chair and shouted like a thunderbolt: "Don't wait for someone from the Sixth Palace, time is not waiting, it is important to break through Lanyu City!"

"Governor Huang, don't! Luo Yu Liugong has clearly ordered, we must not send troops without authorization!"

A Huangquan Jiedu envoy with a calm face and a wide mouth spoke out to persuade him.

If Lu Bei is here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this person is Xu Gao, the former soldier and horse envoy.

"Governor Xu, I don't know how to do it, but if Lanyu City falls in the sea of blood for a while, it will be aggravated by the filth, if the time drags on for too long, it will be difficult to recapture it!"

Huang Lin's face was solemn, and his words were sonorous.

Seeing that the other three were slightly moved, and then stood firmly with Huang Lin in one place, Xu Gao opened his mouth and sighed, "That's it." ”

"Knock Knock ......"

The sound of drums shook the heavens and the earth.

The army of 500,000 ghost soldiers of Yin Si slowly moved, and the dense Yin soldiers, with indifferent faces, began to attack the city without hurry.

All of a sudden, the sound of fighting, the sound of knives and guns coming out of their sheaths, and the miserable howls of the Yin soldiers' souls were resounding one after another on the battlefield.

At this moment, fireworks burst out above the city, and dozens of blood-colored streamers shot out from the city.

"Brush. ”

Suddenly, more than 20 women with graceful figures and stunning faces appeared.

It is the princess of the Asura clan!

The princess of the Asura clan has always been beautiful and graceful. But the means were ruthless, as soon as Fang appeared, each used his own means, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of Yin soldiers turned into ashes.

Even if the Yin soldiers formed a military formation to face the enemy, they did not resist too much for a moment and a half.

Seeing this, the five Huangquan Jie Du made the tiger's eyes round and furious.

Except for Xu Gao's Yin soldiers, they all pulled out the Huangquan Sword and rushed into the air to meet the Asura Princess.

Above the void, the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and the air flow was agitated like firecrackers bursting.

Due to the large number of princesses of the Asura clan, there were as many as twenty-four, and after a while, the four Huangquan Festival envoys fell into a disadvantage, fell into a disadvantage, and struggled to support.

However, the leaky house coincided with the overnight rain, and a terrifying aura rose from Lanyu City.

On the huge battlefield, the fragrance is fragrant, and the fairy music is singing.

The Yin soldiers who surged up like a tide were obviously stagnant.

"Concubine Umo!"

Looking at the sky, the fairy wearing a gorgeous Cantonese embroidered gold thread streamer with a charming face was a fairy.

Xu Gao's face was solemn, his eyes were sharp, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth.

Concubine Wu Motian was as delicate as a flower, the spring love at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes had not retreated, and she smiled coldly and said, "Are you five here to send you to death?"

The natural charm of the meaning is silently dispersed between heaven and earth.

As she spoke, the woman's figure flickered several times, and when she came closer, her elegant and white hands clenched into fists, and struck towards several battlefields in the void.

"Pemba ......"

The four Huangquan Festival envoys who were originally fighting with Princess Asura felt the power of the origin-level supernatural powers, and their expressions changed drastically, and they swung the Huangquan Sword and slashed upward.

It's a pity that it was in vain, vomiting blood and flying out.

The four envoys of the Huangquan Festival looked at Concubine Wu Motian with resentment.

"A swarm of ants!"

Wumo Tianfei Yurong said coldly.

The thirty-three Huangquan Festival envoys are holding the supreme ghost weapon Sansheng Sanye Huangquan Sword, and the 100,000 ghost army is blessed with yin qi, claiming that the combat power is comparable to that of true immortals.

But under her Heavenly Concubine Umo, she can't go together!

"A group of ants, if their own ghost weapons are useful, what kind of immortals will they become?"

Before the words fell, Concubine Wu Mo sneered, and her jade hand suddenly became a palm, and she grabbed the four Huangquan Festival envoys.

The jade hand was smooth and boneless, the blood-colored light and boundless evil qi were surging wildly, and a tempting sweet fragrance was like a cage, surrounding the four Huangquan Jiedu envoys.

Several people were in a trance for a moment, and the jade hand had already fallen, with the blood light that strangled everything.

A roar sounded, and the sword light of the Huangquan Sword wrapped in the power of three lives exploded, swaying his heart, and slashing towards the jade hand.

That's when it happened.

There was a "bang", and the jade hand suddenly exploded into a little streamer.

"Who?"

Tianfei Wumo exclaimed, and suddenly saw a fingerprint that broke the jade hand in the distance flickered sharply, and it was clear that the remaining momentum was still not gone, and in her shrunken pupils, it was getting faster and faster.

"Crackling. ”

The white-gold thunder arc swam sharply, and the tyrannical aura from the innate thunder origin was about to destroy all the evil creatures in the world, making Wu Mo's heart frightened and his face pale.

Tianfei Wumo struck with a backhand, but when she heard the 'bang', half of her delicate body was paralyzed.

Even retreating a hundred feet away, like a jade smooth jade face, as white as paper, suddenly felt a sharp pain from the hand, subconsciously put the jade palm in front of his eyes to watch, and suddenly found a big hole, the thunder arc crackled, constantly eroding her body.

At the same time, the smell of burnt stench floated silently, but with a hint of the grandeur of thunder and fire.

Concubine Wumo frowned, and a pair of frightened eyes were cast into the distance.

But I saw that the thick yin fog in the distance suddenly dispersed, re-condensed, and fell layer by layer, as if paving a jade step.

A plain-clothed young man with a cold face and a sword hanging from his waist walked leisurely and came slowly.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice resounded in the lonely world.

"Lu... How's that finger?"

The young man's eyes were cold, and he said with great meaning.