Chapter 321 A Wildfire

The four black shadows behind Zhang Mang flashed. These are the four puppet kings of Zhang Mang. The strength of each puppet is almost the power of a 90-layer practitioner, which is also the reason why Zhang Mang can become the owner of the magic blade city. His four puppet kings' cooperative attack is equivalent to a great perfection.

Usually, Zhang Mang is not willing to use it at all, but in this case, he will also spend a hard time.

Magic cultivation is harmful to others and self-interest. When you are crazy, you are crazy, but if you don't want to do your best, your morale will be greatly reduced. Now Zhang Mang, who has always been willing to trend others, has used the four puppet kings. The magic monks are greatly boosted, and if they don't

"Those who follow me will prosper and those who rebel against me will die. Today, I will hold a celebration meeting in Xueyue City, kill!"

Zhang Mang waved the skeleton flag of the Magic Blade City in mid-air, roaring, and the black light covered the sky and the sun, pressing towards the Snow Moon City.

It was dark on this day, and Wang Meng ran to the north with a small flame. The Magic Blade City has never been too far from the Snow Moon City, and now it is a rare opportunity. Tens of thousands of people fight, and the murderous spirit is soar. As long as it enters the sensing range, it is as easy to find as a search It takes a year to find the Snow Moon City.

After flying wildly for an hour, Wang Meng also wanted to stop and have a rest. Just a few seconds after sitting on the tree, the small flame touched his stomach and looked at Wang Meng pitifully, "Master, my stomach... I'm hungry."

Wang Meng wiped the point and fell from the top of the tree. Looking at the small flame returning to normal, he was stunned. The most important thing is that if the small flame is a swallowing reincarnating spirit beast, then... At least the power has also risen. It has eaten so much, and it seems to have completely dissipated,

Wang Meng took out the magical blue crystal again, "Eat it."

I have no choice but to accept such a prodigal product.

The small flame immediately ate happily at the blue crystal. This crystal can provide the energy of a city. The small flame will be full after eating for a while, but the crystal has not changed much.

The small fire after eating enough began to move up and down, just like a newborn curious baby. The main purpose of every day is to eat, sleep and be curious.

"Master, what is this?"

In a short time, the small flame rushed back, with a leaf on its hand, and there were drops of water after the rain.

"This is a drop of water."

The small flame touched it carefully, jumped up like an electric shock, and went straight to Wang Meng's arms, and a head popped up, making Wang Meng laugh and cry.

"It...it's weird!"

Only then did Wang Meng remember that the little world of Vulcan was waterless, and the water and fire were finished. The little guy was scared.

Wang Meng really seems to be a patient father, explaining the existence of water to the little flame.

Water is the natural body of the five elements of water, which is not harmful to small flames, but this little guy is not very bold at ordinary times, but as long as he is hungry, he doesn't care about anything.

After a short rest, Wang Meng continued on the road with a small flame. With the company of this little guy, Wang Meng's life was much better.

After flying for another hour, Wang Meng began to feel the murderous atmosphere in the distance. He didn't even think about it. The fierce battle of tens of thousands of practitioners was really spectacular.

At this time, the battle of Xueyue City has just entered the white heat. The masters of the Great Perfection are injured, and all kinds of magic weapons are flying all over the sky. I have to say that this reckless is really fierce. The appearance of his four puppet kings almost offset Fan Ru's existence.

Fan Ru also felt that it was a little difficult to say this time. He thought that with him, he could defend it. At most, Xueyue City lost a little, but he was not a big problem, and now he has to work hard. Even so, the attack of Mo Xiu is still as unstoppable as the tide.

The disciples of the Holy Cultivation of Xueyue City are indeed united, but the problem is that the magic cultivation of the Magic Blade City is also playing with their lives, and the magic of these magic cultivations has been stimulated.

The magic voice rushed to the sky. Fan Ru really had a headache. If it goes on like this, it will collapse sooner or later. Xue Zhongnan is consuming his own vitality to forcibly protect the Snow Moon City, and his vitality is constantly being consumed. If it goes on like this, it is really difficult to save the immortals.

Xue Zhongnan is insisting that in the attack group of Mo Xiu, there is a woman who is still so graceful and cold-faced. In the four small worlds, in fact, the relationship between saints, demons and evil is not so hostile, but since the emergence of the Star Alliance, everything has changed. Everyone must have their own camp, even the I can't help myself.

He is the suzerain of the Holy Church, not a person. He bears the responsibility of the Holy Church. She is the suzerain of the Magic Heart Sect, carrying the responsibility of the Magic Heart Sect. In the status of the two people, no one can bear the consequences of violating the law of the Star Alliance.

It's just that I'm afraid this war is doomed. He can take a good look at her. This is the last time.

There was a shout of killing, and the boundary of Xueyue City was shaky under the attack of countless magic weapons, which made the magic practitioners more excited.

Killing, women, treasures, all of which are the source of magic cultivation power, at least the source of most magic cultivation power.

Zhang Mang was ambitious and took his puppet as the main attack. He made great achievements in the first battle. This was the battle he laid the steps, and naturally he would not keep his hand.

But at this moment, his star ring flashed, and it was the most urgent kind of light.

Even in the battle, Zhang Mang had to pause for a moment. When he saw the content from the Star Ring, Zhang Mang was in a cold sweat.

The magic blade city was attacked, the energy crystal disappeared, and the energy tower was destroyed???

The magic blade city that has lost the energy tower is simply vulnerable. If a holy city suddenly attacks...

It's impossible. Even a perfect master can't break through the formation of the energy tower...

Looking at the crumbling Xueyue City, Zhang Mang fell into a struggle. As long as he persists for an hour, the Xueyue City will be broken!

But if the Magic Blade City is lost within an hour, then it's all over. Ten snow moon cities can't match the Magic Blade City, which is his foundation.

Zhang Mang's anger surged to the top of his head. Who on earth peeped at his magic blade city, holy cultivation, magic cultivation, or evil cultivation?

Seeing the cooked duck turn into a Doraemon and fly away, Zhang Mang's anger can no longer be described in words, but he must make a decision, otherwise when the news of the Magic Blade City spreads, not only will the Snow Moon City not be able to be beaten, but the Magic Blade City will also be lost. He must go back!

On the side of Xueyue City, there are more battles, and even the suzerains have become particularly embarrassed. At this time, don't say that the image is not image, just hold it with one breath.

Fan Ru is also a little admired. Even if the sage reaches their level, he can't put life and death aside. Generally, when he encounters this situation, it is to catch a lot. He didn't expect that Xue Zhongnan would ask for help himself. After all, he is a suzerain.

A red flag appeared in the air and won the sky red.

The most precious treasure of the tidal world - Fahua tidal flag.

A wave of fire came from the sky, like a continuous stream of fierce tides sweeping towards the magic.

Each wave is accompanied by the screams of magic cultivation, and the use of this magic weapon means that the suzerain of the great perfection has also begun to play with his life.

The suzerains of the magic practitioners sneered. Who doesn't have the magic weapon, and who is afraid of who fights.

But at this moment, the star ring flashed, everyone's faces changed greatly, and only Jin Qiushui's expression was relaxed.

When it was time to fight to death, there was a change on the battlefield. After the thirteen suzerains of Mo Xiu played a wave of strong attacks, they suddenly got rid of the battlefield at the same time. At this time, Mo Xiu blew the horn to stop the attack.

Following the holy disciples of Xueyue City, they watched the magic army begin to retreat, and disappeared in just over ten minutes...

Yang Jian and others were ready to fight to the death, and their original magic weapons were sacrificed,... As a result, the opponent retreated first.

scared off?

Obviously, it is impossible. Even if they work hard, I'm afraid they will kill at most three or four suzerains, but their result is completely destroyed.

Missing such an opportunity, the Magic Blade City can't form such a wave of attacks in a short time. Even the saints feel puzzled by giving up halfway.

Wang Meng and Xiao Huo Miao and other demon cultivation troops withdrew before they emerged from the woods. Only corpses were left on the ground, and they were scorched, and there was still a strong magic spirit on the battlefield.

In the eyes of the public, Wang Meng walked to the snow moon city in this way.

Looking at the three broken but clear characters on the wall, Wang Meng and Xiao Huo Miao couldn't help grinning. They were lucky.

"Disciple Wang Meng, a holy church from the small world in all directions, I don't know that this city is the residence of the holy church?"

The eight suzerains looked at each other in consterance. Not to mention Fan Ru, Xue Zhongnan also saw Wang Meng for the first time. Isn't this boy... in Xiuzhen College? Why did you get here?

Wang Meng felt that his body was attracted by a force, and he flew to the head of the city. At this time, the moat was still open. Xue Zhongnan and others did not know what medicine was sold in the magic gourd, so they did not dare to take it lightly.

Looking at Wang Meng, Xue Zhongnan smiled, "Wang Meng, why did you come here?"

Looking at the church logo on Xue Zhongnan's body, as well as the familiar smile and the strong domineering of a generation of suzerains, Wang Meng hurriedly saluted, "Disciple Wang Meng pays homage to the suzerain!"

"I'm sorry." With Xue Zhongnan's hand, Wang Meng couldn't worship anymore. "Why are you here?"

"My disciple practiced in the Little Thousand Real World of Vulcan, but the transmission array was destroyed. He had no choice but to find a broken transmission array, and as a result, it was transmitted to the vicinity of the Magic Blade City."

Wang Meng said honestly, hey, hey, stared at by a group of successful masters, even if Wang Zhentian is not afraid of the earth, he has no momentum at all. The people around him are all the ancestors. When the ancestors really walk everywhere, the elders are not as good as dogs. He has to practice hard to do it.

The eight suzerains looked at each other in consterance, ... Vulcan Xiaoqianjie, which is a very dangerous place and is simply suitable for practice.

"Wait, you just said that you were teleported to the vicinity of the Magic Blade City. What's the situation of the Magic Blade City now?" Yang Jian suddenly asked, and his momentum was close to Wang Meng.

Xue Zhongnan smiled and said, "Wang Meng is the suzerain Yang Jian of Tianhongmen and the city owner of Xueyue City."

"I've met Master Yang. Here's the thing." Wang Meng was chased and killed and then strayed into the Magic Blade City, where a fire burned the core tower of the Magic Blade City.

The suzerains and ancestors of the audience quietly looked at Wang Meng in amazement.