Dragon Herder

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Beijieling, after experiencing the waves of time, Beijieling has become more towering and steep, towering into the clouds, looking from the northernmost grassland to Beijieling, it is like a sky gate separating the vast territory.

The Grandiose of the Three Saints Army, they have reached the silver Great Mountain Wall through the oracle flag, and the whole army is spread out on the back of the mountain in the form of a crouching dragon, and the invisible imposing manner oppresses this. The steep mountain range, as well as the large-scale Fortress City state.

The dark vortex that appeared in the previous Earth Temple obstructed their advancement. Fortunately, they had also arrived at the attacking site, and it was not too late.

The Three Saints Army commanded the whole army by Plow Strategy. He was young and promising. He was the chosen person of the Divine Race, and he was also very likely to become the head of the top ten races.

This time the expedition, Mingmengshen personally issued an order, as a foreigner who wants to fully obtain the trust and care of a god like Mingmengshen, he must do everything he ordered. There can be no slightest. Lost.

Therefore, Ming Mengshen wants him to level the land away from the Sichuan, then his plowing strategy will not give this land a trace of vitality!

The majesty of God, mortals must not provoke!

“The plow saint is this land, especially the people in the Ancestral Dragon City state. They are as tenacious as cockroaches and Stinking Insects. They can’t be stepped on, and they can’t be killed. This time, the plow saint must completely exterminate them! “Ming Lianjie said.

As a descendant of Ming Divine Race, Ming Lianjie came to conquer with the Divine Race army before, but he did not get the slightest benefit, and Ming Divine Race dispatchers are still here.

Ming Lianjie became a prisoner in Ancestral Dragon City. He was imprisoned by Zhu Minglang for half a year. Finally, after some negotiations, Ming Lianjie left the cell.

The covered in dirt returned to Ming Divine Race, Ming Lianjie worked hard to practice the cultivation base, and he became a top powerhouse, but when he knew that Ancestral Dragon City already had Demi-God Level and others After he existed, Ming Lianjie’s heart was ashamed. How could he not think that his cultivation speed was not as fast as the people living in such remote mountains and remote areas.

When Ming Lianjie was about to dispel the idea of ​​occupying the entire Lichuan and Ji Ting, suddenly the army of the Three Saints was about to take over the Ji Ting. As the messenger of God who was sent here before, Ming Lianjie naturally became It is Supreme’s glory to be the leader of the three Mingshen races to be a small focus on such a big occasion. Regardless of how sad their previous record was, it is now clear that the Divine Race is officially going to conquer the court, then Ji Ting is absolutely impossible to have a little chance to resist!

Let’s start with this Lichuan, the most hated Ancestral Dragon City state, he must a debt of blood must be paid in blood! !

“To deal with a land in the lower realm, you can be so embarrassed, Ming Lianjie, anyhow you can be regarded as growing up with me, why haven’t you stepped into Half God Realm now, this makes me want to help you It’s hard to handle.” Li Ce looked at Ming Lianjie, sighed.

“I’m born dull, how can I compare with you. By the way, I will take the Ancestral Dragon City state in a while, don’t rush to slaughter, some people will stay alive, I will use them in the barn Go back, tortured!” Ming Lianjie said.

“It’s up to you.” Lice lightly saying, his eyes looked at the fortress of Absolute Mountain, as if talking to himself, with a somewhat cold arrogance in his tone, “Some shrimp soldiers and crab generals even if they are waiting strictly. The fate of them being trampled can’t be changed!”

As the commander-in-chief, Lice flew directly to the top of the fortress of the city-state, standing high, stepping on this huge city-state, overlooking the crowd whose cultivation base is far less than his own.

“My god Mingmeng, tell me to come here to do something…” Lice said indifferently, like a Heavenly Dragon flying to the land of a pool of snakes, full of disdain and contempt.

However, Lice hadn’t said it yet, and suddenly a horrible breath struck from the black in the sky behind.

A huge giant dragon silhouette slowly emerges in the dark night, and a pair of wings of the hanging sky brings a kind of suffocation oppression.

The dragon waved its wings and stayed on the night sky. It raised its paws and slapped a living person at the plow here like a ball.

Lice took a closer look and found that the ball guy was a little familiar, and it was Xu Cheng, the master of Divine Race.

“Master Xu, what’s your face…” Li Ce glanced at the mighty Yan Wanglong with lingering fear, and then glanced at Military Master Xu Cheng.

“This, temporarily keep it for my god.” Xu Cheng held a bloody cloth in his arms.

Pluck was a little confused. He took the cloth wrapped with something, opened it, and found that there was an arm inside!

The arm seemed to be torn off soon, and the blood was not dry. At the same time, from the fracture of the wound, you can imagine how painful the owner was dragged off at that time!

“Whose arm is this?” Lice asked doubtfully.

Xu Cheng didn’t dare to say the name, so he could only point at the sky with his fingers.

Lice looked around and saw the dim star Mingmeng! !

It belongs to Mingmeng God! !

Recalling that not long ago, these goddesses lost their shock to the dark night’s ghosts. The plow strategy was like being blown away by the sky thunder, and the eyes became empty and godless in an instant!

The arm of my god was chopped off! !

How is this possible! !

Among all their gods in mind, Mingmeng is an invincible god!

“Yes… who are you?” Ming Lianjie flew up staggeringly, asking in disbelief.

“It’s the god of this territory, surnamed Zhu’s…” Military Commander Xu Cheng pointed to the ground behind the fortress of Jueling City State, cautiously said.

“I wish… I wish…surnamed Zhu’s??” Ming Lianjie almost dislocated his chin when he heard it!

Ming Lianjie has been a prisoner in Ancestral Dragon City for so long, the person he hates most is surnamed Zhu! ! !

“Then what should we do now?” Li Ze was also stupid, the arrogant and disdainful attitude on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by the loss and anxiety of the bad news.

“Follow the above statement.” The military division took out a note again. The words on it were still written in the blood of their gods, so eye-catching.

Li Ce and Ming Lianjie read the content written on the note and almost fainted on the spot by foaming at the mouth.

……

Beijieling city-state fortress, Zheng Yu, Hong Geng, and Pang Kai stood on the top of the fortress watchtower. Their three people are ready to fight the Divine Race army until dawn.

with swords drawn and bows bent, the murderous aura formed by the majestic armies of both sides has formed a screaming wind over the canyon, rustling!

“My God ordered me to do something…” At this time, Lice stroked his way of speaking again. The first half of the sentence was exactly the same as what he said before, but the second half of the sentence was almost A gentle, modest and polite way of feeling that you want to die socially, “At the end of the spring and the summer solstice, your farmland must still need plowing. My god specially ordered us to Ming Divine Race and the whole army of the three holy descendants to help you leave Sichuan. Plowing the farmland, please don’t refuse our sincere heart of plowing and plowing!”

After talking about this remark, Li Ze gave an order, ordering the whole army to throw away the dazzling weapons, remove the heavily guarded armor, go to the wasteland with bare hands, and use hard-working hands to dig the soil and plow the fields!

The eyes of Zheng Yu, Hong Geng and Pang Kai stared out.

This scene is so grotesque and absurd that it feels like a storyteller dare not talk like this!

But the fact is that the aggressive Army of the Three Saints entered Lichuan, and they saw the stalks of the field and reclaimed the land. The most terrifying thing is that these forces are huge, physically strong, and full of energy. The army’s enthusiasm for helping the people of Liming to cultivate and cultivate the land could not be stopped. At first, the Lichuan army and guards thought that these people were playing conspiracy, including those farmers who lived in Beijieling. They thought that the robber army had been admitted to the hospital. The farm work of Divine Race was generally handled by the strong wind scattering the last clouds of the Martial God army of Divine Race. The efficiency is quite amazing!

It’s been spread from the outside that how the army of Divine Race is terrible and how it face looks sinister, but with the strength of oneself, the army of the Three Saints has changed the people of Lichuan’s view of the Divine Race, where they are the cold butcher , It is clear that the whole army is living Jigong…

Lichuan and Jiting Spirits are quite abundant, so fields filled with spiritual power, Spirit Valley, and Spiritual Mountain are born all the time. Unfortunately, Lichuan and Jiting cultivators are still not enough, and the speed of opening up wasteland is still not enough. Soon, the arrival of the army of the Three Saints has solved the serious shortage of manpower recently from Sichuan…

Zheng Yu was stunned and saw the god-level figure Li Ce coming with a humble smile on his face.

“I think there is a group of poison insects in your Jie Ling, which seriously affects your agriculture and commerce. I have a few good hands. Once I ask them to clear out the insect valleys, so your people can still Raise Spirit Mushroom in Worm Valley…Ah, don’t be polite, my god personally ordered us to do things here, if it doesn’t satisfy you, we will be blamed by my god when we go back, farming and reclaiming wasteland, for our holy army. Isn’t it a cultivation?” Lice said.

“I have… I have to work.” Zheng Yu scratched his head, and the whole person was also fainted.

“Remember to give us a few words from the Three Saints Army.”

“This Zheng is not a talent, how many lines of hymns should I write to Your Excellency and Your Divine Army?” Zheng Yu thought for a while, but didn’t know if this would work.

“It couldn’t be better, it couldn’t be better!!” Li Ce was extremely grateful, as if he had won a treasure!

Zheng Yu writes poems now.

Lice did not understand poems, but when he saw Zheng Yu’s poems, his eyes were bright and he was praised!

Taking the poem, Li Ce hurriedly handed it to Army Master Xu Cheng, hoping that Army Master Xu Cheng could take this hymn to redeem God.

Xu Cheng was also very excited.

My god is saved, my god is saved.

However, Yan Wanglong was not in the mood to wait for him where he was, and returned to Zhu Minglang through Anxuan early.

Xu Cheng hurriedly ordered to find Genius, who knew how to travel through the dark vortex, and finally found Ming Ji.

In fact, there is no such dark thing as Tianshalong and Yanwanglong. It is quite dangerous to pass through Darkxuan, but considering that this is about the life of my god, we have to brace oneself to bring God Army Master Xu Cheng to Shuttle Darkxuan in the next season.