I have a city in another world

Chapter 4468: Heavenly Punishment Attack!

Compared with the strength of the monks of the Southern League, these pursuers in Northern Xinjiang are weaker, but they have an advantage in numbers.

With the momentum of victors, they pursued madly from behind. Even though their strength was slightly inferior, they still frightened the Southern Alliance monks and fled in panic.

In secular wars, such things have also happened, but only a dozen soldiers can capture hundreds of defeated enemy soldiers.

Before the pursuit, the Northern Xinjiang monks had expected that there would be a battle, but it was definitely not what they saw in front of them.

The unknown monks of Loucheng are even more fierce than the monks of the Nanmeng, like a pack of wolves robbing food.

Not only is the fighting style fierce, but the magic weapon is even more powerful. Rune chains wander around, tying the northern Xinjiang monks into a long string.

His clothes were in tatters, his body was scorched and cracked, and his face was full of despair.

They felt the same at this moment, and finally understood why the captured monks of the Southern League seemed to have just escaped from a fire pit.

If it was a guy with low strength, he would probably have been shitting and making a fool of himself in public.

The monks in the northern border of the realm of refining the gods also experienced what despair was. Facing this group of monks who covered their heads and faces like wolves and tigers, they were crushed by one side.

Zaku, who acted as the leader, was targeted and was robbed by Du Huo and Lu Yun in public.

"Don't even think about taking away my hard work!"

"Hehe, everyone depends on their abilities, why do you let you?"

When the two monks were fighting, they were still bickering, completely ignoring the robbed Zaku.

"asshole!"

This kind of treatment like a treasure, being scorned and scrambled, almost made Zhagu vomit blood with anger.

In the end, the poisonous fire succeeded, and he yelled happily, and directly put the imprisonment ring around the opponent's neck.

He threw it far away and fell into the mud pit under the city wall, making up his mind to humiliate this talented monk in northern Xinjiang.

Zhagu, whose cultivation base was imprisoned, was maddened by this humiliation. He struggled to get up from the muddy pit, and watched the monks in northern Xinjiang being continuously captured.

"You just wait for me, this revenge will be recovered a hundredfold!"

Zhagu gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked forward to the reinforcements even more.

A group of Loucheng residents appeared, holding large-caliber rifles in their hands, and pulled Zhagu up from the mud pit.

Seeing himself covered in mud and looking embarrassed, Zaku's anger rushed into his heart again.

"You humble ants, I will make you pay the price, howling and begging for mercy in despair and pain!"

The residents of Loucheng who arrested him sneered and kicked him to the ground.

"You have already become a prisoner, and you dare to be so arrogant. It seems that you still suffer too little."

Zhagu was furious, he had never been so humiliated before, and he jumped up from the ground to fight back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, the confinement ring took effect immediately, and high-voltage current flowed through his whole body.

The unbearable itching pain wandered deep in the bone marrow and mind, making Zaku howl in pain.

He never thought that when his cultivation was not there, he would be so unbearable in the face of torture.

He fell to the ground and twitched, and it took a full minute for Zaku to stand up with difficulty.

The previous arrogance and domineering disappeared at this moment, but replaced by a gloomy expression.

This conceited and arrogant guy finally realized his situation, and never dared to speak out loud again.

Without the practitioner taking action, any Daqi soldier could chop him into pieces with a knife.

A hero does not suffer immediate losses, but keeps his hatred in his heart, and will retaliate a thousand times in the future.

Zhagu looked forward to seeing through the autumn water at this moment, looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements to rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering.

But what I saw was that the monks from Northern Xinjiang were running away with their heads in their hands, being defeated and captured by one side.

"Why don't you come, hurry up, or it will be too late..."

Zhagu prayed secretly, but there was a trace of panic in his heart.

From his birth to becoming a monk, he has always been smooth sailing. Even when the two camps are fighting, he has made military exploits more than once.

He was extremely arrogant and thought that he must become famous all over the world.

Now as a captive, facing death threats, fear arises spontaneously.

Just as Zaku was praying secretly, a roar suddenly came from the distance, and the sound was like thunder.

"Dare to attack the northern Xinjiang monks, you are looking for death!"

Zhagu turned around abruptly, almost weeping with joy.

The long-awaited reinforcements have finally arrived, damn Loucheng monks, it’s finally time for you to pay your debts.

As soon as his smile appeared, it suddenly became stiff and he stared blankly at the sky in the distance.

In the direction where the reinforcements were located, a strange scene suddenly appeared in the sky, and a huge monster of unknown origin burst through the clouds.

Like a city, suspended above the clouds.

Countless thick and long pipes point to the earth in unison, releasing an oppressive aura.

In the next second, flames erupted from the rune tube, and the dull sound was endless.

Even the most violent thunder was not as dense as the sound at this moment, as if the sky would be completely torn apart.

There was a vibration from the ground, but it really shattered, and the sound of a violent explosion joined together.

Although I haven't witnessed it with my own eyes, I can imagine that the scene must be like purgatory.

The cultivators on both sides, the enemy and us, were all attracted by this doomsday scene, and looked into the distance in dumbfounded.

Waves of strong wind hit, causing the branches to sway wildly, mixed with the smell of flames and flesh.

The previous furious voice has disappeared now, and it is not known whether it was fleeing in a hurry, or was swallowed by the terrifying thunder and flames.

Duhuo Zhenren, who had won two big victories in a row and was very proud of himself, had a dull face under his helmet.

He had never seen this kind of attack called God's punishment before, and it was extremely terrifying.

Facing this kind of divine punishment attack, no matter how well-prepared he is, he might be crushed to pieces.

Even a city, facing such a terrifying attack, would inevitably be razed to the ground in a short period of time.

Sure enough, apart from them, Loucheng has other means of attack to deal with more powerful enemies.

The stern roar earlier was mixed with the aura of a monk, and he was obviously a perfect master of refining gods.

There is obviously more than one Northern Xinjiang reinforcement of this strength. Once the opponent arrives on the battlefield, a third fierce battle will inevitably begin.

However, they may not be able to win this war, even if they are well-equipped.

Even if they barely win, more monks from Northern Xinjiang will arrive one after another in the coming time.

The north-south war that just ended is likely to reignite again, and the opponents in northern Xinjiang will also become Loucheng.

According to the normal situation, things will inevitably develop like this, unless Loucheng has other means to forcibly reverse the crisis.

Master Lu Yun and other monks had thought about this matter before, guessing that Loucheng might send strong men to frighten Northern Xinjiang.

They guessed the beginning correctly, but guessed the pattern wrong. Lou Cheng's method is so shocking.

They have no way to determine whether the scene in the sky is illusion or real, but they know that the attack on the ground is definitely not adulterated.

The explosion lasted more than ten seconds, but it felt extremely long.

At the moment when the explosion ended, Master Lu Yun was the first to rush out, heading straight for the explosion site in front of him.

Whether it was to take the opportunity to beat up the drowned dog, or to observe the battle scene, they decided that they had to go there.

Immortal Du Huo followed closely behind, and at the same time scolded the old dog Lu Yun. When encountering things that took advantage, this guy was always the fastest.

The other captive monks followed closely behind and were ready for battle.

It didn't take long for the monks to arrive at the explosion site, and they were immediately stunned by the sight in front of them.

The land is in a mess, the vegetation has disappeared, only the scorched earth is left, and the breath of life cannot be felt at all.

Almost an area of ​​the city is full of such tragic scenes, like the scorched earth of purgatory.

The monks who were deeply shocked quickly came back to their senses and started searching on the scorched-earth battlefield again.

Encountering such a terrifying attack, it is impossible for the enemy to escape unscathed. Either they have been wiped out, or they are seriously injured and hiding.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to discover that a group of Northern Xinjiang cultivators were hiding under the scorched earth.

(End of this chapter)