Chapter 530 Terrible People, the War Is Coming

In the city lord's mansion, in a huge secret room.

A yellow formation with a diameter of ten feet was slowly rotating on the ground, and violent barren air gushed out from it, turning into a vortex exceeding ten feet, occupying one-third of the secret room.

In the center of the vortex, an elegant and elegant man in brocade clothes and jade belt sat cross-legged, his hands constantly pinched out seals, a large amount of barren air formed ripples, which changed with the changes of seals, forming various complicated symbols , imprinted on the body, and then inhaled into the body in a flash.

The man's face was serious, and the seal in his hand changed extremely quickly, as if he was immersed in a wonderful state.

Suddenly, the desolate air gushing out from that array suddenly decreased for some reason, causing the ripple symbol in the air to become swaying, imprinted on the man's body, and disappeared after a few flashes.

The man frowned slightly, with a puzzled look on his brows, he opened his eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be a yellow storm in the eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

"It's strange, how did this desolate aura suddenly weaken so much? Could it be that the city is broken? It shouldn't be." If the city is broken, he will definitely receive an alarm immediately.

The man flew down from the void, adjusted his robes, and looked refined and refined, but his face was so gloomy that his cultivation was interrupted for no reason, so he was naturally in a bad mood.

Suddenly his face changed, revealing a look of shock, he hurriedly clasped his fists together, bowed down in the air, and said respectfully: "My lord!"

Right in front of the secret room, there was no sign, and even the space did not fluctuate, and a gray figure slowly condensed, with loose hair and a clear and strange face.

The man seemed a little nervous, he didn't dare to raise his head, and said in a low voice, "Why do you come here when you have time?"

"Humph", that person is Yanxiu, staring at the man coldly, his eyes are full of contempt and disdain, "Do I still want to inform you if I am here?"

"No, of course not! If he knew that the lord was coming, Yang Qiu would definitely make preparations." The man was sweating coldly on his temples, and hurriedly argued.

Yanxiu was expressionless, and said coldly: "Wake up everyone in the city, and the city will be destroyed tomorrow."

The man was shocked, and lost his voice: "Why? Could it be that the adults have..."

Yanxiu raised his hand, interrupted his words, and said, "Don't worry about my business, just do it."

The man's face was a bit ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I don't dare and shouldn't take care of your lord's affairs, but there was an agreement between you and me at the beginning, and now I haven't finished practicing this Void and Desolate Art, if I forcibly break through the city, it will be very difficult in the future." If I condense this desolate spirit again, won't my cultivation come to nothing?"

Yanxiu looked at him sarcastically, and said with disdain: "What does your cultivation have to do with me? I am just teaching you the method of cultivation. Well, since you are so resistant, I will tell you the reason. It has been found, and for safety reasons, I decided to leave."

The man was shocked, and said in horror: "Who? Hasn't the plane channel been blocked in one direction? The two planes of Tianxing and Immortal have not come from strong men. Who has such supernatural powers can discover such secrets?" ?”

Yanxiu's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Aren't you asking too much? You don't need to know who it is. Believe it or not, tomorrow I will preside over the overall situation and break the city. This is the last presumptuous practice. Cherish yourself."

Seeing that Yan Xiu was about to leave, the man hurriedly said: "Where are you going, my lord? Why don't you take Yang Qiu with you, and if you leave your lord, I'm afraid that there will be problems practicing this emptiness and desolation art."

Yanxiu looked up at him with cold eyes, and said sarcastically, "Something went wrong? How could it be? Don't you have a test product? Let him try everything first. As for bringing you by my side, hehe, it's still counted." Come on, although your strength is not good, but your mind is too scary, I am afraid that one day I will be accidentally eaten by you."

The man's expression changed, and he bowed and said, "My lord, you are too worried. As long as you teach me the art of nothingness and desolation, Yang Qiu will follow you to the death through fire and water."

Yanxiu's expression sank, and he scolded: "Don't say any more! The so-called tiger does not eat its son, you can even cheat your own son, how can I rest assured that someone like you is by my side? You didn’t dare to practice, so you deliberately leaked it to your son through others and used him as an experiment. What’s more insidious is that you were afraid that your son would really master it, so you made the scriptures incomplete and concealed some key points In this way, you can see his reaction after practicing the scriptures, and you don’t have to worry about him actually practicing the scriptures. Hehe, Fengyangqiu, you are the most despicable and shameless person I have seen in millions of years. Human. Tsk tsk, no wonder the human race can dominate the star field, just this kind of scheming and viciousness is not something other races can have."

Feng Yangqiu was exposed to scheming tricks, his face flushed and turned pale, he was very embarrassed, "My lord has misunderstood, I am afraid that the dog will not be able to practice, so I simplified the scriptures and practiced them for him."

Yanxiu said contemptuously: "Okay, don't say any more, no matter what, I can't take you away. Tomorrow is the final battle, and how far you can practice the scriptures depends entirely on yourself." , Take a vain step in the sky, and then disappear in the void, without a trace.

Feng Yangqiu stood alone in the secret room, with a gloomy expression on his face, his eyes flickering constantly, as if he was thinking about something.

A moment later, in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, more than a dozen powerful auras loomed, all of which were filled with rage, anxiety and uneasiness.

Seven of the commanders of the ten city gates came, all asking for reinforcements. Zhu Ming, Jian Mu, and the other two of the four ghosts of Senluo Prison, as well as Feng Hui, were all impressively listed.

Suddenly a stream of light shot in and appeared in front of the hall. It was Feng Yangqiu, dressed in elegance and elegance, brocade clothes and jade belt, with an extraordinary bearing.

"I have seen the Lord City Lord!"

When everyone saw him, they all showed joy, and rushed forward to see him.

Feng Yangqiu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold it up, and said: "You don't need to be too polite, I already know why you are here." After speaking, he slowly sat on the seat of the city lord.

Jian Mu stepped forward first, and said anxiously: "My lord, the ninth city gate can't be defended anymore. If we can't increase the strength several times, I'm afraid the city will be broken tomorrow."

Zhu Ming also stepped forward and said: "The third gate is about to lose its hold, I implore my lord to call out all the warriors in the city to fight to the death with those desolate beasts."

"The sixth gate can't be defended anymore, please fight to the death!"

"I can't defend the fourth door anymore, please fight to the death!"

Everyone stepped forward to petition one after another, and grief, indignation and determination spread in the hall.

Feng Hui also stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "Father... call out everyone, why should they enjoy the cultivation peacefully, but want us to fight to the death to protect the city." His eyes were full of war-seeking intentions.