I have a city in another world

Chapter 4555 The fear of Lord Mo Tong
On a certain isolated island in the ocean, the survivors have long since left, leaving only garbage and filth everywhere.

But at this moment, the island was bustling with activity, and all forces gathered here.

The cultivators of all races in the true spirit world, as well as the big and small demon cultivators of the Sea Clan, surrounded this dirty and isolated island.

Countless sea monsters, big and small, swam in the turbulent waves, constantly making shrill roars.

There is no way to heaven, no way to enter the earth.

There are only five practitioners of the Lingmu tribe left, each of them is bruised and bruised, and they are besieged in the center of the messy island.

"You bastards are simply deceiving people too much. If there is a chance in the future, I will take revenge today!"

Among the monks of the Lingmu clan, there was a figure with a ferocious face, and it was Venerable Motong who was in charge of leading the team.

Not long ago, he was still arrogant, clamoring to use Loucheng as an attack target.

Steal the earth spirit beads and then destroy the city.

Having snatched the Water Spirit Orb from the Sea Clan earlier, Venerable Motong was extremely confident, thinking that there was no opponent in the lower realm.

The same is true for Loucheng, but it is just a chicken and a dog. As long as the Lingmu people take action, no organization can be an opponent.

As a result, today, it has suffered a tragic blow.

They are especially worried now that various clans are colluding with Loucheng and treating the Lingmu clan as hunting targets.

Being bombarded by Loucheng before, and then besieged and killed by various ethnic groups, it is obvious that they are colluding with each other.

Realizing this possibility, Venerable Motong couldn't help feeling a little panicked, feeling that the situation had gradually gotten out of control.

The current special environment has left the Lingmu clan with nowhere to go, and now they are just lingering on their last days.

Venerable Motong became more and more angry as he thought about it. He looked at the monks of various races around him and threatened them viciously.

On a normal day, with Venerable Motong's status and methods, this threat would definitely scare off many enemies.

But in today's world, the Lingmu people are toothless tigers, and they are at the end of their rope.

After today, it is unknown whether he can survive.

If you are in the real spirit world, you may still have some scruples, and you will have reservations when you do it.

But now that he is in the lower realm, he doesn't have so many worries, and he will be more decisive when he strikes.

There are many practitioners in the upper realm who even regard the lower realm as the best place for revenge, waiting for the right time to launch a sniper attack.

There are many cultivators who buried their bones in the restricted area just like this, and died quietly.

As soon as Venerable Motong finished speaking, he was immediately refuted sharply.

"At this moment, it is simply wishful thinking to still fantasize about leaving alive!
The old man will behead your head and pay homage to my dead brothers and sisters! "

A monk from the upper realm shouted coldly, his eyes were full of hatred. During the battle in the deep sea, his fellow clan died at the hands of Mo Tong.

This time they surrounded Mo Tong, not only to snatch back the water spirit orb, but also to avenge those dead companions.

The monks of other races were also sneering and sarcastic, their words full of contempt.

Obviously, in their hearts, there is also a lot of bad energy backlogged, and now it is finally released.

Opportunities like this are indeed not easy to come across. At other times, no one dares to speak nonsense in front of the Spirit Eyes.

But it's different now, it doesn't matter no matter how harsh the scolding is.

Facing the vicious words, Mo Tong and other Lingmu monks just sneered, but the defensive formation remained motionless.

Don't look at being encircled at this moment, but they still have the strength to fight back. If anyone dares to attack rashly, they will inevitably suffer fatal injuries.

Trapped beasts in desperate situations are the most terrifying. They are often prepared to perish together, and will never let go once they seize the opportunity.

The monks of all races are cunning and cunning. They will never suffer harm themselves and give the benefits to others in vain.

If another thief takes advantage of this opportunity and launches an attack to add insult to injury, it will be extremely unlucky.

In an unruly place like the lower realm, anything can happen, so you must prepare for the worst.

All the monks had their own thoughts and chose to besiege rather than attack. In fact, they were all waiting for others to take action.

Venerable Mo Tong could see clearly, and the mockery in his eyes became even stronger.

"A group of mobs can't achieve great things at all, how could I lose in your hands?
Shame, really his grandma's shame! "

While taunting, Venerable Motong shifted his gaze to the armed airship floating in the distance.

A trace of hatred and fear emerged from his eyes.

If it weren't for Lou Cheng's intervention, it would be absolutely impossible to be in such a mess today, let alone these races that are not on the list.

This hatred, this hatred, cannot be tolerated.

In today's true spirit world, those races, big and small, that are not on the list can rarely be compared with the races on the list.

Those races on the list will have a sense of superiority when facing the races that are not on the list.

In Venerable Motong's view, if it weren't for Lou Cheng's reason, the rabble below these lists would not be opponents at all.

If it was because of Lou Cheng that the War of Ten Thousand Clans was affected this time, Lou Cheng would have to bear the wrath and revenge from his enemies.

Such thoughts flashed, but were quickly suppressed, knowing that they were just thoughts for the time being.

The strength shown by Lou Cheng made Venerable Mo Tong secretly afraid, knowing that the other party's methods were by no means simple.

Although the Lingmu tribe is strong, they may not be opponents.

He actually wanted to test it himself and see Lou Cheng's true methods, but unfortunately he had no chance now.

Those suspended armed airships were obviously motionless, but they made Venerable Mo Tong feel threatened.

Thinking of the strange weapons that had fallen from the sky and destroyed the gathering place, Venerable Mo Tong felt a little confused.

He has never seen this kind of weapon before, and its power is simply terrifying. If it is thrown in a densely populated place, it will definitely cause terrible damage.

Even Void Returning cultivators are very likely to suffer serious injuries or even fall under the unexpected attack.

It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary force to have such an attack method. If Lou Cheng deliberately targets the Lingmu tribe, it will definitely be a terrible disaster.

The war among all races is about to begin. The Lingmu tribe has already taken the lead, but they encounter such a change.

One can imagine Mo Tong's depression.

Although he was full of anger, he could only suppress it in his heart, knowing that now was not the time to vent.

The siege continues, but no action has been taken.

For Venerable Motong, such a situation is beneficial to him, but in his heart he is becoming more and more anxious.

Venerable Mo Tong is not afraid of the siege of monks from the upper realm. When fighting with their lives, this group of despicable guys may not be able to keep him.

The real objects of concern are actually the strong men of the Sea Clan and the mysterious Lord of the City.

The Sea Clan sealed off the mainland and treated it as a cage. Now that they have received news from the Lingmu Clan, they will definitely take immediate action.

As the culprit, Lou Cheng will definitely take action, and it is absolutely impossible to stand by and do nothing.

As soon as this idea came up, I saw a black shadow appearing in the distance, galloping at an extremely fast speed.

When they got close, they realized that it was a huge flying warship with a length of 5000 meters.

There are various buildings on it. I don't know the specific purpose, but it releases a lot of murderous intent.

The thick gun barrels point to the sky obliquely, and there are a large number of bombing ports below.

Such a terrifying behemoth is like a moving city in the sky, which makes people feel tremendous pressure.

On this aircraft, followed by a large number of Loucheng monks, they wore uniform standard armor and stood behind the fence like statues.

At the front of the aircraft, there is also a group of eye-catching practitioners, whose appearance and posture are somewhat familiar.

After getting closer, I realized that these familiar figures were all practitioners of the Qingyu Clan.

When did the Qingyu tribe and Lou Cheng get together?
All the monks were startled secretly, and various thoughts came to their minds.

They suddenly realized that it would be very difficult to capture the monks from the Lingmu clan.

Even they themselves may be in danger.

The fear in my heart has not disappeared, and a new incident has occurred. With the piercing roar, several terrifying deep-sea giant monsters are coming through the waves.

(End of this chapter)