Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

In front of Chujiabao, killing the sound. ??

The mountains slammed loudly, the huge ivory on the yellow light shining, the huge runes looming on the ivory. With every scream of the mammoths in the mountains, the boulder of different sizes will be condensed in front of the body, and it will be like a cannonball to chaos in the Chujiapu.

The stormy boulder poured down, and the numerous waves of water in the Chujiapu were the same. The gray electric awning was like a fishing net violently pulsating in the air, and the boulder smashed in the mountains was blown into a thick yellow fog.

Standing on the back of the mountain, the old people of the wilderness looked cold and cold, their lips twitched slightly, and they kept chanting spells.

From time to time, there will be a violent blast, or a gust of wind, or a slick of a water tank, or a fireball with a diameter of a group like a flying meteor falling from the sky.

The mysterious attacks of the old people of the Abandoned people are endless, and a group of occultists appear on the walls of the Chujiapu City. They continue to use secret techniques to block the attacks of the old people of the wilderness.

The number of sorcerers dispatched by Chujiapu is only less than half of that of the old people. However, with the power of the city defense enchantment, the sorcerers of Chujiabao are not weak in the situation.

Under the cover of the mammoths of the mountains and the old people of the wilderness, the squadrons of the brigade squadrons squatted with anger, and lowered their heads and held shields, carefully moving the waves to Chujiabao.

Every time these wealthy private soldiers rushed to a distance of dozens of feet from the wall, and after a wave of arrows, they immediately turned around and turned away. They escaped even faster than the arrows, and a wave of arrows fell on the walls, leaving only thirty or fifty wounded soldiers, which could not cause more damage to them.

The performances of the private soldiers are very different from the miners who are constantly coming from various mines.

The ragged, bruised miners were screaming in anger, like a group of crazy beasts. In the two wings of the giants, they attacked the Chujiabao. When the private army attacked, they were attacking; when the private troops retreated, they were attacking; the private army was attacked by the supervised team, and when they rushed back, the miners were still attacking.

With no retreat, regardless of his own life, the bodies of the miners gradually blocked and filled the moat outside the Chujiapu. Gradually, they were able to rush to the walls of Chujiabao under the corpse of their companions.

In the camp outside the city, Yu Xiuer was surrounded by more than a dozen old and hundreds of guards and boarded a watchtower built on a small hill. She was holding a piece of copper and casting it with both ends. Thousands of mirrors of exquisite crystal chips, look at the battle outside Chujiabao with ease.

"Less Lord, the casualties are too great." A wilderness is whispering around Yan Xiuer: "In just two hours, it has damaged more than 10,000 people. This casualty is too big."

Yan Xiuer hasn’t heard for a long time. The old people and the guards around her are looking at me. I look at you and carefully hold my breath.

After a long time, Yan Xiuer put down a thousand miles of mirrors, and said very easily: "The casualties are too big? Can our people lose one?"

The old man who spoke just stayed, and shook his head hard: "My family's son, no one is hurting!"

Yan Xiuer said softly: "So, continue to attack! I am very curious, surrounded by the entire Chujiapu, if a big defensive enchantment, how many souls are burning every moment and every moment? They Chujiabao again How rich can they support this enchantment?

With a light smile, Yan Xiu's lips licked her rosy lips and smiled softly: "We control almost all the heads of Zhangzhou, Zhangzhou and Zhangzhou. All the adults who have mastered the real power are in our hands. We can arbitrarily consume the manpower and material resources of the three states. If we concentrate on the power of the three states, we can't capture the Chujiapu... At least, the Canglong shelling map can be activated?"

Canglong shelling picture quietly suspended behind Yan Xiu's body, the sky fluttering in the sky, the horror of the columbine huddled into a group of horror, so that a group of old people could not help but be frightened.

They took a glance at this sacred sacred object with infinite mystery and terrible power, and they bowed their heads.

Canglong shelling map, the highest sacred object of the surviving bereaved family, the former dynasty ancient Qin spent the entire dynasty force forged out of the secret treasure. Only the purest blood of the family, I mastered the true secret of the dragon shelling.

Yan Xiuer raised her head slightly and looked at the blue sky and whispered softly: "Thirty years ago, my aunt, Auntie, how innocent they had to leave 100,000 with my sacred objects. In the wild, come to Chenzhou and Chu people to meet?"

"How can they be so naive, I really thought that offering all the people of the Canglong shelling and offering 100,000 people to the wild, will let the Dajin accept the existence of my survivors, blend in with us, and integrate the strength of everyone? ”

"The big Jin is in my Daqin, they are rebellious, they are downright traitors. If they are not betrayed, how can Daqin die so eagerly? How can they be innocent to believe in the rebellious descendants?" Sigh with a sigh: "Look, see, what's the result? Auntie, his mother, and my best group of people..."

The old people of the abandoned family have bowed their heads, and the old eyes of the old people have turned red.

Eighteen years ago, the then patriarch of the Yu family, the father of Yan Xiuer’s father, made a wrong decision, almost subverting the entire family. The bad consequences of 18 years ago, until today, still have a long history, which greatly affected the power and status of the family in the wild.

Fortunately, when the young patriarchs who left the wilderness eighteen years ago died, they left the newly born 嬴秀儿 in the family.

The talented and talented Yan Xiu children live up to expectations. At a young age, they show their talents and plans, and they have stabilized the situation of Yu. This is the owner of ZTE of the Yu family. Perhaps, the hope of Yu is in the body of Yan Xiu.

More than a dozen old people looked at Yan Xiuer intricately.

Unfortunately, if Yu Xiuer is a man, it is even more perfect.

Yan Xiu's two long eyebrows picked up slightly, and looked at them with a little anger at the old people who were full of regrets. She snorted and walked to the stairs of the observation deck with a large sleeve.

"Every day, I will attack this way, and wait for the dragon's shelling picture to absorb enough blood sacrifices..."

Yan Xiuer left a half-speaking and said nothing. Her lips squirmed slightly and said to herself with a very subtle voice: "The role of the dragon's shelling diagram is to make people become a kind of Tao. What do you mean? The shelling diagram was not completely cast by Daqin. He was unpredictable. His embryos came from the more ancient 'Old Summer' than Daqin... The word 'Tao' was also left from that time."

The mountain wind blew, and the self-speaking words of Yan Xiuer were blown apart, and no one listened to her except herself.

"Green sister, I came to see you to learn the piano. Hey, I really don't have the talent to play the piano? Why don't we try it for a few more days? Anyway, now that the city of Zhangzhou is in a state of chaos, it is not safe to go back to Qingliu." ”

Walking down the lookout, Yan Xiu laughed loudly towards a separately erected tent. 8