The arrogant beast-riding goddess

Chapter 1100 [Attack on the Poetic City] (1)

As the main battle system, Piaomiao Immortal Mansion's losses were not very large, and a large part of the reason for this was due to another elder surnamed Tang besides the Great Elder.

This Elder Tang hugged Leng Meiying when he was young, and surrendering was almost a matter of course.

In one day, no, in half a day, in just half a day, Hanshilin and Warcraft Forest swallowed up Leishen Island and Piaomiao Xianfu respectively, expanding their forces by more than one-third.

Among all these, the greatest contribution is not Leng Meiying, nor Feng Tianche, but Yin Nong.

Without her powerful mobility and direct long-distance teleportation, neither Leng Meiying nor Feng Tianche would be able to take down the two forces so easily.

Although Yin Nong is only assisting in combat, his merits are extraordinary.

"The next step is to attack the Poetry City!" Without too many words, Leng Meiying and Feng Tianche exchanged glances, and decided to start the battle of the Poetic City.

To strike while the iron is hot, a Piaomiao Xianfu and Thunder God Island can't satisfy the appetite of Leng Meiying and Feng Tianche at all.

All the people left behind to guard the Piaomiao Immortal Mansion to prevent their remnant party from counterattacking again, and entered the underworld snail again.

The eldest lady didn't come over, she stayed outside the ice cave and refused to go anywhere, but she sent a message to ask Leng Meiying to find Bai Tian.

Afterwards, Leng Meiying also regretted it for a while. He asked Mo Qing and knew that Lu Fei had a unique skill of sucking people into talisman papers. Both she and Bai Zhou were sucked into this kind of talisman papers.

At that time, Leng Meiying was so angry that she never thought of how terrifying the power of such a wide and powerful sword, Leng Meiying knew it all.

In that situation, even a guy with abnormal recovery like Lu Fei was chopped into pieces and sucked into the daylight in a thin piece of paper...

Leng Meiying didn't dare to imagine anymore, she was reluctant to think about it, but the feeling of guilt never disappeared.

Bai Ze is a tragedy, Leng Meiying can't control his life, but unexpectedly, he can't even protect his child.

If it wasn't for the heavier battles that would follow, Leng Meiying would definitely not be able to calm down.

In the daytime, is the situation dead or alive?

Leng Meiying's heart seemed to be pressed by a stone, and she couldn't let go.
Poetic Tiancheng, poetic Tiancheng, the city lives up to its name.

In a world full of ice and snow, a sudden green valley is so dazzling, and the huge island standing above the valley is even more shocking.

It's like a big mountain rising from the sky. The beautiful springs on the mountain flow down, and after falling a thousand meters above the sky, they slowly dissipate into clouds and mist.

It's hard to describe how big the suspended island is. Its shape is like a bowl with an irregular surface, but if the bowl is as big as an elephant, a human is only as big as an ant's tentacles.

The island is surrounded by mountains, lakes, and forests. Many birds and animals are playing, as if they are not affected by the ice and snow in the distant mountains.

In the center of the small island, a wide city towered majestically. The small island suspended in the sky was enough to shock people, but this huge city on the small island was even more amazing.

When anyone sees this city, they will feel that the emperors of the three empires are as weak as toys, and that kind of city has no way to compare with the previous poetic city.

(End of this chapter)