5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 835
Just when everyone in the Feixian Empire was about to persist, a majestic golden light suddenly appeared out of thin air, shaking all spiritual cultivation away.

"The Feixian Empire is not a place for you to run wild. Since you are here, don't leave."

Just when everyone in the field was shocked, an ethereal and majestic male voice came from the endless sky.

Where they couldn't see, the space was slowly rotating, and the energies responded to each other in the high air, and a huge dragon-shaped energy emerged out of thin air, bursting out with vast mighty power.

A terrifying power descended from the sky, rushed down, and aimed directly at the same point.

"Pumbapum."

The power broke through the air all the way, like a bamboo, with almost no loss of energy, it landed quickly, and soon reached the sky above Feixian City.

"Hoohoo."

It was clearly broad daylight, but when the light that covered the sky and the sun came, it actually covered the sky for a while.

"What's going on? Who's doing the trick?" The nirvana stage spiritual practitioners frowned, carefully checking the sky, and didn't dare to mess around until they found the perpetrator.

"Fuck! Retreat! Hurry up!"

Seeing the golden dragon in broad daylight, he immediately yelled and told the army outside the city to retreat into Feixian City.

"Retreat quickly, don't love to fight, immediately give up the battle in hand, and withdraw to Feixian City, it is too late to retreat, quickly find cover."

Zhong Yi and the others also reacted, and the soul sent a voice transmission to the monks to make the army retreat.

"Clanging."

The four city gates opened, and the generals of the Feixian Empire quickly retreated with the army under their jurisdiction.

Originally, the army of the Feixian Empire was defending close to the city gate, so they retreated very quickly.

Zhong Yi and the others issued the retreat order through voice transmission from the soul, and the enemy didn't know about it, so it was too late to take interception measures.

What's more, the enemy's troops were all overwhelmed by the golden light, so there was no time left to intercept them.

"Crash."

After all the Feixian Empire troops withdrew, the miniature dragon veins above Feixian City sprinkled golden light on the army, healing the wounded.

"Boom, clack, clack."

There were three consecutive muffled sounds from far to near, and then at the end of the high sky, boundless golden light descended hand in hand.

"Grass!"

Seeing this scene, no matter how powerful Nirvana Spiritual Cultivator was, he couldn't help but scream.

"boom."

They didn't even have time to dodge, the light engulfed them, and they were also engulfed by the spiritual army outside Feixian City.

"Ang!" The dragon veins in the sky above the Feixian Empire roared to the sky, and flew out in a circle, protecting the Feixian City.

"Whoosh whoosh."

The golden light shone all over the sky, and they all flocked in one direction.

"Who are you! Aww!"

In the turbulent sea of ​​golden light, spiritual practitioners roared angrily and were injured under the washing of golden light.

"Puff puff."

The dense golden light came like raindrops, shooting the spiritual practitioners into sieves.

"Who the hell are you!" All the spiritual nirvana present were horrified.

"You are not qualified to know my identity."

A middle-aged man in a dragon robe with blood-colored long hair appeared out of thin air on the battlefield, floating in the air, looking at the spiritual power indifferently.

Beside him, there is a person with thousands of dragon veins hovering, sweeping the battlefield with his hands behind his back.

"Huh?" Zhong Yi and the others froze when they heard this voice, "Isn't this voice Jiang Ling?"

"Roar!"

In the next second, the dragon veins all over the sky turned into the size of a mountain in an instant, and ferociously parachuted into the battlefield from mid-air, turned into dragons and began to kill frantically, officially showing their sharpness.

"Don't keep any of them." The middle-aged man suppressed the fury in his heart.

"hold head high!"

The terrifying dragon veins raged wildly and began to attack those spiritual practitioners.

"This!"

Seeing the huge dragons around, everyone at the scene was stunned.

The spiritual cultivators were frightened by the attacking power of the dragons, while the people of the Feixian Empire were stunned.

Because they thought it was Jiang Ling who had come back, and they were ready to cheer, but when they actually saw that person, they knew that it was not Jiang Ling, so they were inevitably a little disappointed.

"Father!" Yingying looked at the middle-aged man in the golden robe in the air, his face full of surprise.

Not Jiang Ling, but her father, the ten blood god dragon veins of the Feixian Empire.

"Father, why did you take shape?"

After a brief surprise, I asked curiously.

"I didn't really take shape, but borrowed the power of the Feixian Empire. This is just my transformed shape. It's not real, and it won't last long."

The blood dragon god secretly sent a sound transmission to Yingying, and then disappeared from the spot while shaking his figure, and started a frenzied attack.

With him leading thousands of tiny dragon veins into the battlefield, the battle situation of the Feixian Empire was eased immediately, successfully turning the tide of decline.

With his own strength, the Blood Dragon God fought against many spiritual powers, reaching endless heights, and the scene was very shocking.

"die!"

Just when the situation began to fall towards the Feixian Empire, suddenly six huge palms appeared out of thin air, and slapped the blood dragon from six different directions at the same time.

"6 detached people!" The blood dragon god suddenly changed his face, and before he could resist, he was shot flying with a "bang".

(End of this chapter)