Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 720 Battle of the Royal City! (1)
Lou Junyan laughed lowly, "I really want to know what the consequences will be, but I can be sure of one thing..."

He raised his eyes slowly, and the dangerous color in the dark red pupils made everyone in Panlong Ridge on the opposite side tremble slightly, before he said, "You guys are destined to see it."

"you!"

Everyone in Panlong Ridge thumped in their hearts at the same time.

At the moment when Lou Junyan finished speaking, a sharp color flashed in Ling Wu's eyes, he lowered his arms and waved his hand, and with her cold words, the God Locking Tower spun out, "Kill!"

"Kill!"

Thousands of soldiers came out of nowhere under the pitch-black sky, charging towards the Panlong Ridge below like a violent storm, screaming inspiringly from the mouths of thousands of troops and horses.

Menacing, unstoppable!
"What!" Everyone in Panlong Ridge looked horrified. Seeing such a situation, they were going crazy.

Ling Wushuang hooked her red lips lightly, and walked out on the wind.

Panlong Ridge is just the beginning!
"kill!"

The overwhelming army on the summit of the sun rolled out from the ink sky at the speed of the Milky Way, with a destructive momentum, it occupied this area in the blink of an eye, and charged towards the people in Panlongling below.

"What's going on, what's the situation!"

"Ah, there is an army attacking!"

After the unexpected attack, everyone in Panlong Ridge had become frightened. Seeing this situation now, the army that suddenly descended without any warning made everyone flustered for a while, looking like a chicken-flying egg-beating scene.

"Defense, Yu!"

The lord of Panlong Ridge and the elders and deacons of all parties were completely on the verge of collapse, screaming hoarsely, and hastily commanded the defense of Panlong Ridge.

"kill!"

"what!"

"Bump!"

In a short while, the menacing army of Chasing Sun Peak fought with all the soldiers of Panlong Ridge, and the colorful mysterious energy exploded continuously in the dark night, and the two armies fighting together in dense crowds gathered into a mysterious scene. The turbulent ocean.

"Hold on, even if you die!"

The lord of Panlongling looked at this one-sided situation, his old eyes were scarlet.

"what--"

The screams of ghosts and wolves, the crisp sound of swords colliding, the explosion of profound energy... Intertwined and intertwined, the main city of Panlongling stretches for hundreds of miles, filled with gunpowder smoke, but it is completely one-sided. .

"Lou Junyan, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it!"

The lord of Panlong Ridge's eyes were shattered, seeing this helpless situation, he vomited and convulsed all over.

In desperation, all kinds of curses continued to howl from his mouth, "You madman, don't be too happy, the Holy Soul Hall will not let you go, and those ancient forces will not let you go, old man wait The day you will be destroyed!"

Even in such a chaotic battle, the voices of these despondent curses could be heard.

"Noisy!" Ling Wushuang's eyes locked on the lord of Panlong Ridge through the heavy gunpowder smoke.

What is the Bright Holy Soul Hall? Come and kill one, come a group, and she will send them all back to their hometown!

"Humph!"

A barely audible cold snort came out of Lou Junyan's mouth.

"Hmm!" The lord who was at the forefront of the Panlongling army was anxiously directing the crowd to resist desperately. Suddenly, his whole body froze, and he suddenly felt a fierce and domineering force, rushing towards this position. , when he quickly turned his head to see clearly.

In an instant, he was scared out of his wits.

"what!"

Thick ink-like air waves swept past, and after hearing only a shrill scream, Fang Mokong fell into complete silence, only the sound of space distortion could be heard, like the explosion of water and fire.

The cussing Panlongling lord was also completely wiped out and disappeared without a trace.

"what!"

People in a large area around them also scattered in an instant.

Lou Junyan waved his sleeve robe lightly, withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, put his back on his back, and looked down at the battlefield below, his dark red pupils were deep, like a sky full of sky, the sun, moon and stars were all restrained in those ancient and waveless eyes .

Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan stood shoulder to shoulder, looking around coldly.

In the sky, the first ray of light jumped out of the horizon, strands of golden light came oncoming, making Ling Wushuang's cold and stern face gradually warm up, and outlining Lou Junyan's sharp-edged lines became more and more bewildering.

The long, jet-black hair fluttered in the morning breeze, intertwining with the dark red hair beside her.

In just the middle of the night, at dawn, the smoke in the sky was completely silent. At this moment, Panlong Ridge's thousands of years of history, like Phoenix City, has been reduced to history. A vast and endless land belongs to the peak of the sun flag.

So far, Phoenix City and Panlongling have all been killed by the Peak of the Sun, leaving the large forces on the Zhongzhou Continent, the Tianyin Valley torn apart, and the hot potato in the Wanli Luyuan that no one dares to touch.

On top of the ruined ancient city towers, there are filled with the Mohei King Banner of the Peak of Chasing Sun, and the majestic Wang Shuai with stern faces, holding spears, lined up along the five or six feet wide avenue in the center to the main road. The location of the temple.

The ink flag is flying and fluttering in the wind.

Lou Junyan and the woman beside him looked at each other, they smiled at each other, flew from the sky and landed on the avenue in the middle.

Stepping out of the boots, the ground shrinks into an inch. The two figures who were still at the gate of the city one second, appeared outside the main hall of Panlong Ridge the next moment. Then, the moment Lou Junyan waved his sleeves and sat on the king's chair , the gods and generals Wang Shuai densely packed below bowed down and kowtowed.

"Welcome Your Majesty!"

With one voice, it is absolute obedience and respect.

"Welcome to the princess!"

Coincidentally, they also admired and respected from the bottom of their hearts. They had already recognized the woman in white sitting next to Lou Junyan.

Lou Junyan was sitting in the former Panlongling lord's position, with the slender fingers of his left hand clasped on the dragon head of the scaled king's chair. Add a touch of lazy color to the expression.

"Not bad, not bad, very informative." Ling Wushuang curled his lips into a smile, with a slight luster in his eyes.

This time I made a profit, this Panlong Ridge is really rich in heritage, even the pillars of this hall are made of palm-sized obsidian, piled up one by one, and the Panlong Jinfeng on it are all kinds of precious gems mosaic.

Lou Junyan's dark red eyes looked around faintly, and finally landed on the clear profile of the woman beside him, and gave a faint chuckle.

"Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)