King of the Fairy City

The most precious thing in the human body is the blood essence, and the most precious thing for a cultivator is the Nascent Soul, followed by the blood essence.

The tide of the holy golden beetles is as terrifying as the blood tide in the East China Sea cultivation world, which makes the human race, the demon race, and the spirit race all terrified. Every time they pass through a region, all the creatures with flesh and blood, the essence of blood and flesh, the vitality and magic power, are all sucked dry, and thousands of miles of desolate land are extinct.

But in fact, if it were not for filling their stomachs with blood essence, these insect tides would sweep seven or eight times faster.

And at this moment, these holy golden beetles are doing just that.

They only suck the vitality and magic power, and drain the blood essence and blood, not a bit, so that their speed is incredibly fast.

Such a strange and swift speed, anyone who is not stupid can think of something strange. They give people the feeling that they come to kill people, not to fill their stomachs.

In a short period of time, nearly half of the small magical warships have been scrapped, and tens of thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators have fallen. This is an unbearable pain.

The high-level gods dared not delay any longer, and used their minor and major magical powers to stop the holy golden beetles.

The elder of the Green Demon Sect, who was dressed in a fiery red robe, had his hair and beard standing up at this moment, and his robes fluttered. A raging red flame appeared in his deep eyes, rolling like a tide, covering the sky and drowning his eyes, almost overflowing.

Major magical power spell - Wrath of the Golden Crow!

The red-robed elder's eyes were filled with anger, and he pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other. The surging vitality rose up, causing the great trend of heaven and earth, and brought in a ray of divine fire from the sun outside the sky.

The extremely blazing beams of light connected the sky and the earth. Wherever they passed, the void was burned and twisted, as if it would be torn apart at any time, and fell on the mouth of the giant mountain with an unstoppable momentum.

"Bang!"

The earth shook continuously. The moment the sun's fire column, which was as bright as fire, fell on the cut, all the holy gold beetles melted quickly like wax snow meeting the scorching sun. Only bursts of extremely sharp screams that could penetrate gold and split rocks could be heard. Then they disappeared directly, and even their remains could not be found.

The holy gold beetles had no consciousness, only the instinct to suck, and they continued to pour out. They were constantly burned and burned by the sun's fire column. In a short moment, hundreds of millions of them died?

Seeing this, everyone was shocked by the elder of the Green Demon Sect. They were all shocked and their eyes were dull.

It must be said that there is no strongest spell, only the most suitable spell.

The Red Robe Elders must have a lot of spells, but they may not be suitable for the current situation. Only this great magical spell - the Wrath of the Golden Crow, which directly summoned the sun's fire and blocked the exit of the holy gold beetles, is the most suitable great magical spell for the current situation.

"We are saved, we are saved."

"The elder's kindness is as high as the sky, and we have no way to repay him."

"What a terrible magical power! This is the power of the great magical spell. Just raise your hand and hundreds of millions of holy golden beetles will be wiped out!"

...

The tide of holy golden beetles was stopped alive. The demon cultivators who escaped the catastrophe were grateful and cheered. Even the first, second, and fourth echelons also heard cheers.

After the red-robed elder finished casting the great magical spell, he still pinched the magic formula with his hands and did not stop casting. A stream of precious vitality continued to output to maintain the power of the great magical spell.

Ye Mo looked at the intersection between the battleship of the Green Demon Sect and the giant mountain below, and vaguely guessed something. It can only be said that current events have created it. It's just people.

A group of gods who stayed on the battleship and were ready to leave at any time suddenly saw the red-robed elder like an immortal possessed, destroying hundreds of millions of holy golden beetles in one fell swoop. Their faces became gloomy and their faces were as white as frost.

None of them expected that the red-robed elder still had this trick up his sleeve, as if he was born to be able to control this situation, which made them so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.

"What should we do? This trick of the old immortal has dealt too much of a blow to the Holy Golden Scarab. It can no longer pose a threat in the future, and the plan cannot continue. What should we do next?"

The several gods gathered together looked gloomy, and they communicated with each other to discuss the plan.

"He is just a blind cat that has caught a dead mouse. As far as I know, this Golden Crow's Wrath Great Divine Power Spell, although the speed and power of the spell are not a problem, it cannot move. The sun is not the muzzle of his spiritual power cannon, and it can only be used in certain special situations, such as now."

"Originally, his great divine power spell is powerful, and those holy beetles are all low-level magic beasts, at most tenth level, how can they resist the power of the great divine power spell, it is not surprising that they are all destroyed."

"Since he accidentally broke the plan, we can only launch other magic beasts as soon as possible. There are millions and tens of millions of magic beasts. I want to see what other ways they can resist. Want to break through the abyss? Wishful thinking!"

The gray-robed elder Wang of the Green Demon Sect said with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth.

Although the red-robed elder cut off the follow-up support of the holy golden beetles with the great divine power spell, there are already many holy golden beetles rushing out, and they are still madly absorbing the spiritual power of the small divine power warships, destroying the warships one by one.

Other gods were not idle either. They quickly cast small and large magic spells to freeze many warships, and then began to remove the holy golden beetles on the warships.

Until this time, many demon cultivators really survived the insect tide and really went around the entrance to the underworld, which made everyone terrified.

"Haha, Elder Zhu, I will remember this credit for you. When this matter is over, I will let the sect master reward me."

On the battleship of the Green Demon Sect, Xiahou Jun laughed heartily.

Such a huge disaster was easily resolved by people from the Corpse Demon Sect, and also from his small Green Demon Sect. If he reported it to the sect, he, the small sect leader, would also have face, so he would definitely receive a small reward.

"It's just an old man's duty."

The red-robed elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and accepted the credit with peace of mind.

"I don't think this is necessarily the case."

At this time, a faint voice came, and a man stepped through the door. He was not embarrassed or embarrassed at all, and was as thick-skinned as the city wall.

Seeing Elder Wang leaving and returning, everyone in the meeting hall looked unhappy.

Elder Wang gave them the feeling that he was here to cause trouble and destroy the army of the Northern Flying Demon City.

When they first wanted to evacuate the Golden Core monks, Elder Wang and another elder were resolutely unwilling. When the hundred thousand warships in the third echelon were almost completely destroyed, they were willing to leave, but they had to give up. A huge fleet escaped.

Even a demon cultivator would feel disgusted by what he did.

"Elder Wang, what do you mean?"

Xia Houjun turned his indifferent eyes and looked at Elder Wang who had left and returned.

"I don't mean anything, I just want to explain an issue. Although Elder Zhu's contribution is great, it is also easy to attract powerful monsters. Who should bear this responsibility?"

Elder Wang sat down and said.

"What a joke! Could it be that if Elder Zhu didn't take action, the monsters wouldn't have found us? We're the greatest beasts in the world!" Xia Houjun said angrily.

"Of course I don't mean that. It's just that in the future of Warcraft, Elder Zhu's actions will definitely attract the attention of Warcraft. Isn't that right? You have to bear some responsibility."

At this time, Elder Zhu also said angrily: "Then what did you bunch of drunkards do? Idiots, did you mess up? Or escaped from the battlefield? If I report these two things, what crime should you be sentenced to?"

"No one could have predicted the swarm of Holy Golden Scarabs. Can't you blame me? It's even more nonsense to run away from the battlefield. Hundreds of millions of Holy Gold Scarabs came to kill them. In order to preserve their strength, Old Man decided to leave. This What's wrong?" Elder Wang explained calmly.

When everyone heard this guy's sophistry, their faces turned livid with anger, and they cursed secretly, but there was nothing they could do.

Xia Houjun looked at Elder Wang coldly for a moment, and then ordered: "Pass me to order that all the Golden Pill disciples of Mortal Corpse Demon Sect must leave the Demon Realm Abyss and be escorted by two God-Transforming Lords. There are also Golden Pill monks from other sects who want to leave. , you can leave together.”

"Little sect leader, isn't this bad? We transferred two god-transforming venerables at once. What if the monsters attack in large numbers? What's more, it's just a group of golden elixir monks..."

Elder Wang's voice was faint, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said half-deadly.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the flying scrap jade slip. As soon as he caught it, the scrap jade slip disintegrated directly due to the huge force and turned into a piece of dust.

Feeling the anger contained in the scrap jade slip, Elder Wang's half-dead look finally changed. There was a bit of surprise on his face, and he couldn't believe that this was what Xia Houjun could do.

"Old Immortal, please calm down. As a member of the Qing Mo Xiao Sect, you should know that the Qing Mo Xiao Sect is not? Don't think that just because you have the status of an elder, you will tell me that my nose is not a nose and my eyes are not eyes. , If you dare to make any small moves, as long as I am not dead, be careful if I go back and take your advice. If I don’t kill you, I won’t call you Xia Houjun.”

Xia Houjun smiled coldly, with two sharp teeth protruding from the corners of his mouth. The green light in his eyes was dark and sinister.

From the very beginning, Xia Houjun was very dissatisfied with Elder Wang, as if he was deliberately trying to destroy the army of the Northern Flying Demon City.

In particular, Elder Zhu had clearly made great achievements, yet he was beaten and bullied by Elder Wang all the time. Instead, he was told that he was guilty. He himself was guilty, and he was told that he was more innocent than a passerby. How could Xia Houjun endure it? live.

"you……"

Elder Wang has lived for no less than a thousand years, but today he was called "I" by a child with a yellow mouth in front of him. He was so angry that he almost couldn't catch his breath and wanted to slap Xia Houjun to death.

Unfortunately, almost everyone here belongs to Xia Houjun. If he dares to move, he will never get any good results, so he can only hold back his anger.

"My little lord, twenty thousand miles ahead, a large number of high-level Warcraft and Warcraft Lords are coming towards our army. Looking at the number, there seem to be hundreds of thousands of high-level Warcraft, and there are also quite a few Warcraft Lords."

After frightening Elder Wang, Xia Houjun heard the battle report from his subordinates before he had time to take a rest.

Everyone looked at Elder Wang strangely, but Elder Wang looked completely uninformed and chuckled half-deadly: "Look, we have attracted the magic beast. One hundred thousand..."

Too lazy to pay attention to Elder Wang, Xia Houjun thought for a moment and said immediately: "First, let the Jindan monks retreat immediately, leaving no one behind, escorted by Elder Zhu and Madman; second, all Nascent Soul monks, control the small Shen Tong class warships and integrate them into a fortress , fight to the death with the monsters on the spot.”