First Class Genius

Natural disasters can only be transferred, not avoided.

Those Terran friars who had experienced three major battles and thought they could be more natural and happy from Xiuxian to Shenwu were wrong.

In the evening of the third day, the two major leagues suddenly burst into war, and the vast divine land trembled.

Zhen Cheng's inference is wrong.

Before the emperor Alliance launched a sneak attack, the ghost princess and the immortal army of the magic emperor field had arrived outside the wounded city. Millions of ghost soldiers poured out from every corner of the wounded City, and millions of demon soldiers and generals rushed into the gate of the wounded city in the dark.

Before the protective array of the wounded city can be opened, the ghost army and the demon army have cooperated inside and outside and launched bloody killings. Some of those poor primordial ancestors were sucked away by ghost cultivation and soul cultivation before they even knew what had happened.

Those Terran friars who stayed in Shangcheng originally thought that one day they could become disciples of the demon elimination Pavilion like Han Fei. Unexpectedly, the bamboo building under cultivation was broken and hundreds of dark shadows rushed up. Let out a shrill cry and chew.

It hurts too much.

Such a huge wounded City, even if the protection is no matter how powerful, there are still loopholes to find. Looking for loopholes is the advantage of the ghost two races.

On the first day of the battle, the monks who wounded the city retreated day by day. When Emperor seven, Emperor thirteen and Emperor nine appeared over the wounded city. The monks who fled in a hurry summoned up the courage to fight back.

Those hard-built walls, bamboo buildings and tall buildings collapsed in white light. Those friars of all nationalities who had been flustered and only wanted to save their lives began to join hands to counter attack.

"Where are the Dragon warriors?" Qin Gang's Taoist robe was stained with a lot of blood. With a clap of his hand, hundreds of ghost soldiers disappeared. The battle has just begun, and the friars of the imperial alliance have lost tens of thousands. The attacks of the ghost families are all pervasive. The demons who rush into the wounded city will be very destructive.

The dragon warrior has the best effect against ghost, ghost and demon friars. However, the battle has lasted nearly a day. From the east city to the West City, no dragon soldiers were found.

"No!" Wang Hong roared. A demon would be hit by a fairy sword. When the dark shadow broke up, he chased him with open teeth and claws all day. After throwing a fireball, the evil spirit dissipated gradually.

Ghosts wreak havoc in the wounded city. The evil spirit is vertical and horizontal. It has enveloped half of the wounded city. If you let the spirit of ghosts and Demons float, I'm afraid the wounded city can't be saved.

Although the three emperor level ancestors came, they hung in the sky like the sun and moon. They didn't even look at the people who hurt the city.

The ghost princess is in the South and the devil emperor is in the north. Since the attack, neither of them has entered the wounded city.

Emperor seven, Emperor thirteen and Emperor nine are waiting patiently. At the moment, even if all the wounded people died, the three of them would not help. As long as the ghost princess and the devil emperor Tian don't kill, the emperor seven and the three of them won't move.

"Send the order and gather all the friars in the direction of the city master's house! Such a loose play is very disadvantageous to us. " As the city Lord who hurt the city, Qin Gang was most distressed to see the scene in front of him. If the city is gone, his future will not come.

The cultivation accomplishments of the friars of ghost and demon families are not high, but there are a large number. If you compare the strength of cultivation, the people who hurt the city will have an advantage. However, this sudden war, even Qin Gang and Wang Hong are in a hurry.

Each fled to avoid, but let the ghosts and Demons kill more and more bravely. If it goes on like this, the loss will be greater.

"Good! I'll convey it! " Wang Hong promised. Dodge and disappear. After an hour, the friars gathered around the city master's house and began to launch a counter attack in an orderly manner!

The pursuit and killing continued in the dark. Friars fell every hour and every second, and their souls collapsed. At the beginning, the people involved thought the battle would stop soon. With the passage of time, with the higher and higher accomplishments of the monks participating in the battle, those monks who yearn for peace and dream of cultivation gradually wake up.

This is not a competition. After the first game, there are the second and third games.

This is war!

Even if there is no smoke of war here, the killing here is crueler than modern war. The bright red blood floated in the air and became steam before it dried up.

The killing will not stop, and neither side will give the other any breathing time. Tired, I can only temporarily hide behind the crowd and swallow pills. After absorbing the spar and slightly restoring the combat effectiveness, he stared round and rushed up again.

Some timid friars, or friars who think they are smart, want to escape secretly.

However, those who want to escape soon know that they are wrong. Some people knew that when they were wrong, they were surrounded by hundreds of magic soldiers. Some friars who reacted quickly fled back again and clenched their teeth to join the battle.

"Whine --"

"No! Ah -- "

"Don't kill me!"

"Ah --"

"Click!"

"Boom!"

……

One day, three days, ten days

The demon army is coming!

Xianzu, barbarian, lingzu and Terran armies also came, mixed together with wounding the city as the core. Repeated impact, like waves, reaping life.

The sky is always black, and occasionally when the light comes out, it is stained with blood red.

On the roar of monks, the shrill cry of ghosts, tens of thousands of monsters formed a wave of monsters hitting the ground

War became a symphony, dancing with the clarity and confusion of the light. There is only a line of distance between longevity and life preservation. After death breaks free from the cage of heaven and earth, it becomes unscrupulous.

Every friar or soul participating in the battle has gradually become accustomed to the war. Those monks or monsters who survived the war. After killing your opponent, you have naturally started looking for the next killing object.

Over the wounded City, the number of old monsters of the emperor alliance has increased to ten, and the number of old monsters of the demon alliance has also increased to ten; When and how did these imperial level old monsters come? No one knows what they came for.

The twenty emperor level old monsters looked indifferent, like a statue, suspended in the sky with their knees crossed. Under the altitude of thousands of meters, the wounded city turned into a black and red ball. The smoke and clouds raised by the galloping fighting shrouded the dirty of the killing.

Life is passing by. No one can stop it, and no one dares to stop it. Maybe. The first second you stop and release goodwill, the next second the fairy sword and magic weapon will smash your flesh.

As soon as the monk's body was broken, the ghost family and ghost family came. Those monks holding soul flags and ghost flags chant incantations to absorb the souls that have just fallen. Create a large number of ghost soldiers and soul soldiers again.

……

"Lord, there are more than two thousand friars today, all ethnic groups."

"Keep watching. If the content of the city is not enough, the bamboo tower will be built in the open area in the south of the city, and the city wall will expand outward. Let them understand that it is also the area of the city of fighting law! "

"Yes!"

Rod turned and left. Han Fei looked out of the window with a sad look.

I don't know what's wrong with the nearest doufa city. The temperature drops suddenly, and it often snows and freezes. It snowed again outside. Although it was not big, there was still a thick layer of ice and snow on the buildings because of the previous snow.

Han Fei doesn't like snow.

Snowflakes are beautiful and innocent. However, when snowflakes fall and stack up, too many sins are hidden.

In Han Fei's opinion, the evil of snowflake lies in its helping Zhou to do evil.

After the war between the two major alliances, the wounded City, demon city, ghost city and demon city were involved in the war.

Ghost eye left with an Tianhao before he had time for cosmetic surgery. They went back with Han Fei's entrustment, but it was already late. When they arrived at the ghost city, the whole city was empty.

Until then, ghost eye and an Tianhao understood that the ghost princess might have known something long ago. Take two people in advance.

Ghost eyes have to fight. They can't watch their mother work alone. An Tianhao must also go, because only when he is with the soul family can he enhance his prestige.

Things didn't develop as Han Fei expected. It's not bad, but it's definitely not good.

Angel and Xiong Kexin stayed. However, after knowing the war, the two women became silent. Every day, the two women are most concerned about the situation of hurting the city and how many monks have died. Which race has the upper hand again.

Zhen Cheng left and went to Shangcheng to support according to Zhu Rencai's requirements. Now, among the imperial level old monsters suspended above the wounded City, there is Zhen Cheng.

Han Fei's contact with Zhen Cheng was interrupted. I don't know how long the confrontation between those imperial old monsters will last.

Zhen Yinger is back safely.

Before the war, Wu Xin, Nangong Waner and others arrived in doufa city one after another and lived in the house nearest to the city master's house.

However, Nangong Waner is not idle. Niu Wazi, Shi aogen, Chen Xiaohan and others go in and out every day. They don't know what they are busy with.

At first, Han Fei was under great pressure. After all, so many people needed to be taken care of. Han Fei was worried that he would be too busy. In case of a mistake, he would have a good conscience. As time goes by, Han Fei knows he thinks more.

As long as no emperor level old monster comes to make trouble, even ordinary emperor level ancestors dare not offend the Zhen family. Zhen Cheng is still there. For the time being, no one dares to risk universal condemnation.

Han Fei's heart gradually stabilized.

However, this protracted war has firmly trapped Han Fei in the city of fighting law.

Although Han Fei doesn't want to participate in the war, he doesn't want to be an outsider. However, because of his wife and children, because of Zhen Cheng's wife and children, he can't do anything now.

Once you leave, it's too late to regret when disaster comes.

The monk moved too fast. Maybe he was safe one second ago, and the disaster had come the next.

The protoss envoy Han Xin still didn't appear.

After the war between the two major leagues, the fall of emperor level ancestors did not happen again.

Ah Zi of the shadow family still didn't come to him.

Long xianger and long Zhentian also disappeared.

Zheng Wen and Zheng Rou are brothers and sisters. They don't know whether to join the battle or stay in the demon city. Han Fei went to the treasure Pavilion several times, but he didn't find the Zheng brothers and sisters.

Long xianger, Zheng Wen and Zheng Rou want to cooperate with themselves to investigate the cause of Zhang Feng's death. They don't know whether they still count.

Looking at the falling snow outside the window, Han Fei suddenly felt a sense of loneliness forgotten by all living beings in heaven and earth.

"Creak - creak -"

Outside the city Lord's residence, there was a sound of stepping on the snow. The steps were very difficult. Every fall was accompanied by a heavy breath

Han Fei suddenly brightened his eyes, turned around and walked quickly to the gate of the city master's house.