Engraved. The cultivation force of the Seven Colored Castle was unprecedentedly strong, and in just half a month, one or two hundred monks gathered here, of which at least sixty percent were above the concentration stage.

Everyone is convinced that the fall of the Colorful Castle is only a matter of time.

Yang Fan roughly counted it, and came to an astonishing conclusion: "Sixty or seventy percent of the forces in the Nine Secret Realms are gathered in the Colorful Castle,"

The only surprise thing was that the three most powerful sects of Yuyang Country did not rush over.

This made many monks secretly speculate: maybe there was some greater temptation in the Nine Secret Realms. So much so that the three top forces of Yuyang Country were contained, and they had no time to separate.

In this way, the major forces outside the Seven Shadows Castle. It can be said that the dragons have no leader, and they are only gathered together for short-term interests.

Among these many forces, the most powerful ones are mainly the two major scattered cultivation camps of the righteous and demon, as well as two other first-class sects: the Ghost Sect and the Golden Hong Sect.

Further down. It's a second-rate force like the Kyoto Yubun family, there are about seven or eight. The strength should not be underestimated, but there is no strong person in the foundation building period.

The large number of human monks gathered caused panic among the natives in the Colorful Castle, and more men were dispatched.

On the city walls, the number of siege crossbows increased to thirty or forty, which posed a great threat to the monks below, and there were often casualties.

In this case, Yang Fan began to be busy, and he didn't care which force it was, as long as he encountered an injured monk and the other party did not refuse, he would take the initiative to help treat him.

This is a great time to improve your cultivation.

Yang Fan secretly rejoiced, and couldn't wait for countless doppelgangers. It's a pity that he is not the only pharmacist in this scene, there are also some pharmacists in other camps.

In addition to improving his cultivation, Yang Fan could also get an additional benefit.

The material of the siege crossbow arrow is extremely hard, and it is suspected that it is a good material for refining magic weapons, and when he saves people, he will take the sheep by the hand and take away the crossbow arrows that he pulls out, and the right should be repaid

In this regard, those rescued monks were naturally embarrassed to oppose and calculate.

Compared to one's own life, a crossbow arrow is nothing more than something outside the body.

As a result, for every man he heals, he gets almost one siege bolt.

Over time, Yang Fan himself didn't know how many crossbow arrows he had gotten, and in the end, he was a little numb.

According to Yang Fan's guess, the value of the material of each siege crossbow arrow can at least be comparable to a high-grade spiritual weapon!

Yang Fan's frequent appearance on the field also attracted the attention of these forces. The pharmacists were amazed by the speed and effect of his treatment, and were envious.

Gradually, the reputation of Kyoto's second divine doctor spread among these monks

Those monks who had been saved by Yang Fan looked at him with gratitude and respect from the bottom of their hearts.

"Behold, the native king has come out,"

At one point, there was a stir in the monks' camp.

Yang Fan looked sideways and saw that on the city wall, there was an old man wearing a crown and holding a scepter.

The native king raised his scepter slightly, and the warriors on the city wall who were in charge of the attack stopped.

Soon, a golden-armored man walked out and spoke loudly to the monks below.

It is a pity that this indigenous language. The monks didn't understand it at all.

Yang Fan speculated that the natives might want to negotiate with the monks outside the city.

"Hee-hee, indigenous king, the power in his hands doesn't seem to be an ordinary thing"

The little girl in the short white skirt in the ghost door said innocently.

"He's an indigenous king, kill him. ”

The blind-eyed man beside her said coldly.

"Okay, then kill him. ”

The little girl in the white dress grinned and closed her eyes suddenly.

Suddenly, a strange wave rippled from her position to the city wall.

The native king felt that something was wrong, and his body suddenly became cold, and the net was about to speak, and suddenly his face turned pale.

The next moment, he closed his eyes and held his head in his hands. A look of pain.

The surrounding indigenous warriors were in a mess, shouting and shouting.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the native king vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body fell, bleeding from all his orifices, and he died.

With the death of the native king, there was chaos on the walls. The golden-armored warrior shouted angrily. The sound was like a thunderbolt, and it shook the scene.

"Killing people invisibly, this is a bit like my Immortal Secret Technique. ”

Yang Fan saw everything that happened before and after, and secretly frightened the strange ability of the little girl in the short skirt of the ghost door.

This is a spiritual attack, and the formation outside the Colorful Castle can't be blocked completely.

"Phantom Gate" Dream muttered in a low voice. Staring at the little girl in the short skirt not far away, "I really didn't expect that she would be able to cultivate the legendary "Dream Soul**" to such a realm. "Phantom Gate. It is worthy of being a super faction in the past, if it weren't for the fall of the ancestor in the Yuan Infant Stage, the current strength should be able to compete with top sects such as the Qing Yuan Sect. ”

"The native king is dead, the major forces have dug the underground passage to the castle, and it seems that the day of the destruction of the city is not far away"

Lebo said indifferently.

"I've now controlled eight monks, that" Ghost Jar Gate. Among the monks, there are those who are good at spiritual mysticism, but the number of controls may be higher than mine.

Menghui's tone was very solemn.

On the other side, Yang Fan was not idle, while treating the injured to improve their cultivation, he was also secretly observing the situation of all parties.

"It seems that these natives can't hold on anymore."

Yang Fan said secretly in his heart.

Under the attack of the Human Monk Alliance, the Indigenous Castle had to change the spirit stones of the formation almost every other day, and the monks also roughly figured out the location of the spirit stones.

After the death of the indigenous nation of Kang, the golden-armored samurai temporarily stabilized the situation.

Of course, the monks of the Ghost Sect also tried to kill this golden-armored warrior, but failed.

Yang Fan guessed that the strength of this golden-armored warrior had reached the peak of a secular martial artist. It's not even worse than Yan Wang Yu's writing.

Although the spiritual secret technique of the Ghost Sect monk is extremely powerful, it is far away, and there is an ancient strange array separated by it, and it can only exert two or three points of power, and it is indeed a little difficult to kill a martial artist of this level.

However, Yang Fan really saw it. There were two innate martial artists. Killed by that little girl in a strange and unpredictable way.

This is simply appalling.

After the death of the indigenous king, the alliance of human monks attacked for seven days and seven nights, and all forces were planning to launch the final alliance between the inside and the outside.

Success or failure is in the next few days.

Yang Fan always maintained contact with the "Glass Cold Crystal Snake", and also let it dig two deeper and more hidden underground passages for itself, waiting for the last moment.

"Ant"

At a certain moment, Yang Fan suddenly changed from "Glass Cold Crystal Snake." There are some changes about the natives of the castle.

A moment later, there was a small chaos in the castle as twenty indigenous warriors lifted up a strange and huge machine. It looks like it's struggling.

It was a behemoth twice as large as a siege crossbow, with a lifelike hideous dragon head in the front section, with a wide open mouth, and the inside was pitch black and of unknown material. Some burning love can also be seen inside

The middle and rear end of this machine is a bit like a dragon turtle's back, and its surface is carved with complex and inexplicable formations, revealing an ancient and distant atmosphere.

When the dragon-headed turtle-backed machinery towered over the city wall, Yang Fan felt an oppressive aura of destruction in vain.

Its instincts told it it was dangerous and scary.

Especially when the dragon's black mouth was on him, Yang Fan was even more frightened. The soul trembled.

The dragon's head is on the back of a turtle, this seems to be some kind of mythical beast in ancient times?

Yang Fan was secretly careful. Keep a certain distance from this thing. Strive not to stand on the same line as the dragon's mouth.

Several natives on the city wall opened a piece on the back of the dragon turtle. Four slots, brought dozens of spirit stones. Inlay them one by one.

When those dozens of spirit stones were inlaid up. The giant on the back of the dragon's head and turtle trembled in vain, the muddy body formation flowed, and the eyes of the two dragons flashed with a palpitating light.

"What's that,"

The monks in the camps below began to speculate.

"I seem to have seen this thing in ancient books, but I don't remember it clearly for a while."

Yumeban frowned.

"This thing is dangerous, you make the family retreat for some distance. ”

Yang Fan looked solemn and said to Yuwen Judo.

Yu Wenrou didn't think much about it, and immediately asked the monks to withdraw a few hundred zhang.

"Pharmacist Yang, I feel that this thing is a bit like the legendary "Yuan Extinguishing Cannon".

Yu Wenrou stared at the machine on the back of the dragon's head and turtle for a while.

"Exterminating the Yuan Cannon?" Yang Fan was slightly stunned.

At this moment, the dragon head on the castle began to move slowly, and the dragon's mouth of the black hole was facing the dense place of the monks' camp.

"Everyone be careful, this thing may be a forbidden thing called the "Yuan Extinguishing Cannon" that has been circulated since ancient times, so please stay away. ”

Soon a well-informed monk gave a warning to the people.

Woohoo!

The quick-reacting shrugs flew into the sky.

And at this moment, the formation on the back of the Yuan Destroying Cannon Turtle suddenly lit up, showing complex lines and lines.

In vain, the dragon's eyes burst into dazzling brilliance.

Then I heard a loud "boom", and a dazzling white pillar of light burst out from the dragon's mouth.

For a time, the great earthquake trembled, the aura of heaven and earth was chaotic, and the eardrums of some monks were directly cracked, and even worse, they were temporarily blind under that dazzling light, and their eyes were completely dark.

Whew

Wherever the white pillar of light passed, everything was gone, and there was not even a bit of scum left.

Boom! That thick white pillar of light, bombarded somewhere. Then it suddenly exploded, and a powerful wave of destruction energy spread across a mile.

For a while, outside the castle, the screams continued. The earth cracked, and dust and smoke rose everywhere.

After a while, everything returned to tranquility, and as far as the eye could see, a huge circular pit with a diameter of twenty zhang was left.

In this twenty zhang space, whether in the air or on the ground, everything that exists is in ashes.

"This is the "Yuan Cannon."

Yang Fan gasped, and couldn't help but look at the giant with the dragon's head and turtle's back on the city tower with a new gaze.

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