Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 2088. Chapter 2088
boom!
Amid the loud noise, ten tribulation thunders overlapped and landed on Yan Cangming.
Jie Lei’s own power was blocked by his strong cultivation base, but the detonable sins made him feel painful and unable to get rid of it.
Dense dragon scales appeared on Yan Cangming’s face, and the scar was even more terrifying, his eyes glowing with magic light.
His expression was distorted by the severe pain, his thoughts were chaotic, and his mind was swaying in confusion.
Terrible sins exuded all over his body, and those sins almost turned into substance, constantly torturing him.
“Little Lord!”
Many Jiao people noticed Yan Cangming’s strangeness, and quickly flew over, falling beside him with a worried look in their eyes.
Yan Cangming was in a frenzy, killing intent boiled over his body, but when his eyes saw the people of the same clan around him.
He gritted his teeth abruptly, the expression in his eyes gradually restored his clarity.
This person’s willpower is really terrifying, and that terrible sin backlash can actually persist with perseverance.
Snapped!
A few Jiao people just passed by, holding on to Yan Cangming, who was pale, and Wang Wu Ting, a member of the Raksha tribe, fell and slapped him over.
In the crisp sound, Yan Cangming was shot and flew to the ground, half of his face swelled, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
“Haha, the strategy of stepping up to the sky. As a result, the damaged Rakshasatian clone was beheaded, and the Yanlong legion also fled. I don’t know if the stronghold can be held. Yan Cangming, you don’t want to have your own fief, a bunch of cheap Dragon, you should kneel down for me!”
Wu Ting looked angry, and the Rakshasa clone was beheaded at his stronghold, which would naturally become a joke for the Rakshas clan.
Seriously, he would even be attacked by his fellow clan.
If it can annihilate the Flame Dragon Legion and occupy the base camp of the Flame Dragon Legion, then everything is fine.
But now the Yanlong Legion has suffered heavy losses, but its combat strength is still there. If it goes back to defend, it is impossible for Yanlong City to attack.
After spending such a big price, in the end it was nothing but trouble.
How can he not be angry!
The anger of the King of Humans caused a group of Jiao Ren to tremble, worrying that Wu Ting would take their lives in anger at any time.
“To Lao Tzu, kneel down and slap yourself!”
Happiness!
Yan Cangming didn’t say anything, kneeling on the ground, slapped himself constantly. Until Fan’s cheeks were red and swollen and he vomited blood, he still kept on.
“grown ups!”
The black armored Rakshasa slowly fell and came to Wu Ting’s side, and said softly: “After receiving the news, the people of the Golden Crow Empire rushed over. It seems that they have thoughts about the Longmen stronghold we occupy.”
Wu Ting suddenly became so angry that he waved a palm that contained the will of the king, and slammed Yan Cangming into the air.
“Retreat, no more strongholds.”
Hei Jia Luosha glanced at Yan Cangming, snorted coldly, and followed Wu Ting away.
“Little Lord!”
Seeing that the two were leaving, the others hurriedly helped Yan Cangming up, their eyes full of worry.
Yan Cangming clenched his right fist, his sharp nails embedded in the flesh, and a trace of blood leaked out.
“I’m fine, clean up the corpses of the people, let’s go too.”
Just where can I go, this huge first underworld is like a dark forest. Murderous everywhere, seemingly vast, where there is a real foothold for the Jiao Ren.
Slowly, he released his palm, and the anger and murderousness in his heart became calm as before.
Only hide the obsessions in the deepest part of my heart, and never forget them.
Looking around, the lava sea is full of the corpses of the Jiao people. In fact, the Raksha clan did not die much.
After a while, most of the corpses of the Jiao Ren clan were cleaned up, and only the corpses of the dragon martial artists that were too late to clean up were left on the battlefield, and the corpses of the Rakshasa demon that no one would care about.
I have to say that the Yanlong Legion is indeed well-trained, and its efficiency is much higher than that of Rakshasa and Jiao Ren.
Give them a gap and break the game instantly, preserving most of their strength.
But in the plan, there will be no such gap.
In front of Yan Cangming’s eyes, a swordsman dressed in white and standing on the devil’s blood eagle slowly emerged.
Two hours later.
In Yanlong City, the army returned, and the whole city was under martial law.
The entire city was filled with a depressive atmosphere. Since the formation of the Flame Dragon Legion, it had never suffered such a blow.
If it weren’t for the appearance of Xiao Chen Qibing, one person would open the gap, and the fruit would be unimaginable.
“General, the army of the Golden Crow Empire was dispatched, and the Jiao Ren and Rakshasa retreated.”
Before sitting down, news came, and General Feng sighed.
The stronghold cannot be taken back, the army of the Golden Crow Empire must have received the news and moved after hearing the news.
If you change to him, you won’t miss such an opportunity.
But it is still acceptable, you can go to negotiate, maybe you can pay a price, reoccupy the stronghold, after all, it is still an ally in name.
“Send my order to search for the whereabouts of Xiao Chen and others, and take them back to the city.”
“Yes.”
The army left in a hurry, unable to take into account Xiao Chen, Wei Hongfei and others, and ordered the search at this moment. I can only pray that these dragon elites will have their own luck and escape.
Three days later, the Demon Blood Eagle flew towards Yanlong City with Xiao Chen and Murong Yan in good condition.
After getting out of danger that day, the two did not immediately rush to Yanlong City.
To be careful, they found a remote place, and the two began to meditate.
Both of them were seriously injured, and they made up their minds that they would never come out if they didn’t fully recover. As a result, it took three days to recover and return to their peak state.
Murong Yan patted the Devil Blood Eagle on the back and smiled: “Xiao Chen, your demon pet is really good. When can I get one for me.”
It was the first time that the stupid bird was praised. Xiao Chen thought for a while and said, “There should be a chance. Its father is the head of the Devil Blood Eagle clan. You can ask questions later.”
“Don’t mention me Lao Tzu, mention it, I’m angry!”
Demon Blood Eagle protested in Xiao Chen’s heart, thinking about it, it was Xiao Chen that could be sold by his father.
Murong Yan was overjoyed upon hearing this, “Really?”
“Really, but only if you have a chance.” Xiao Chen smiled and said casually.
After a series of battles, they were lucky enough to escape, and both of them felt a little relaxed.
“arrive.”
Whizzing!
The outline of Yanlong City appeared in the vision of the two of them, and the two of them leaped forward and landed steadily.
Immediately after landing, a team of warriors from the Yanlong Legion appeared in the Quartet to surround the two.
After the previous battle, the security of Yanlong City is now several times stricter than before.
“Xiao Chen!”
“It’s really Xiao Chen!”
After seeing Xiao Chen’s appearance, the warriors of this group of Yanlong Legion immediately showed a pleasantly surprised smile.
The leader respectfully said: “Young Master Xiao, the general has been looking for you for many days, and thought you had an accident. Walk around, come back to the city with us.”
Murong Yan, who was completely ignored, said uncomfortably, “Hey, there is me.”
“Haha, let Mr. Murong come together, and the general has not forgotten you.”
But in a moment, the news that Xiao Chen and Murong Yan had returned to the city spread throughout the army.
Wherever he went, almost every warrior had his gaze on Xiao Chen and Murong Yan.
Everyone knows now that there is a wizard out of the Tianlong Temple who single-handedly slayed the clone of Rakshasa. Then almost with his own power, he opened the gap for the Yanlong Legion and saved the lives of thousands of warriors in the Yanlong Legion.
It was equal to that every warrior in the Yanlong Legion owed Xiao Chen and Murong Yan’s favor.
At the gate of the city, General Feng and other high-level members of the Flame Dragon Legion went out to greet him personally.
Thinking that when Xiao Chen first arrived, everyone in the Yanlong Legion doubted whether he could take up the important task.
Nowadays, fame has risen, everyone knows that the white-clothed swordsman, single-handedly slashed the Rakshasa clone, and rescued the danger of the destruction of the Yanlong Legion.
“Xiao Chen, Murong Yan, this time I really thank you two. The Yanlong Legion all owe you a favor.”
General Feng didn’t have the slightest arrogance, and directly demonstrated Xiao Chen’s credit.
Murong Yan accepted the commendation unceremoniously, and found Wei Hongfei who was with General Feng next to him. He was taken aback: “Your kid is not dead. Didn’t I see with my own eyes that you were thrown into the lava?”
Wei Hongfei frowned. Whoever heard this would be upset. Calmly said: “The core disciples of the Golden Dragon Palace all have an Emperor Dragon Pill blessed by the Dragon Emperor himself. It is not easy to die so easily.”
After the explanation, his eyes fell on Xiao Chen, and he whispered softly: “Tianlong Palace, it’s really surprising that someone like you can come out.”
“Brother Wei, you are polite.”
Xiao Chen nodded slightly. This Wei Hongfei was not bad. He also saw the scene where Yan Cangming was desperately restrained.
General Feng whispered: “Come here first for greetings, you five will come with me, and I will end the task for you.”
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