Chapter 1293 Yanxi City. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

With guilt in his heart, Zhao Juanjuan gritted his teeth and said with a humiliated expression: "You devil! You let the queen mother, queen, princess, queen... let them go, one person does things and one person is responsible, I...I am willing to replace them! "

Hearing this, Chen Jingmeng, Lin Hanyan, and Shen Yinchen also reacted, and Chen Jingmeng immediately became ruthless, and also endured the humiliation and said: "I...I am also...willing to replace the Queen Mother and the others...as long as you...you let me go ...Leave them alone..."

Lin Hanyan and Shen Yinchen looked miserable, but they both nodded slightly, and said, "That's right! I'm not as skilled as others, and I'm willing...to let you handle...don't...don't blame the Queen Mother and the others..."

Pei Ling's face was a little stiff. Originally, he had heard that Lu Ding from the Tiansheng Sect interceded for the four righteous female cultivators. He planned to follow those words and let the four of them go. But now...

what to do?

Just when Pei Ling was still hesitating, the female cultivator who was dressed as a queen said quickly: "Okay! You are indeed the mainstay of my righteous way. I have not misjudged the person. You really are upright and dare to act!"

"Since that's the case, I invite the four of you to come over immediately and replace me!"

The female cultivator who was dressed as the Empress Dowager also immediately said: "Thank you, Aijia, for your kindness. After Aijia returns to the palace, there will be a reward!"

And the female cultivator dressed as a princess said: "Hurry up! Come here! The four feats today, I will remember them in my heart. From now on, you will be my good sisters!"

The four of Lin Hanyan were startled, feeling that something was wrong.

But under the urging of the queen mother, queen, and princess in unison, they also walked into the circle for no reason, and followed the queen mother, queen, princess and others side by side...

For a moment, the circle quietly expanded.

Looking at this scene, Pei Ling's heart was filled with evil fire...

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Yanxi City.

As one of the nine major sects in Panya Realm, the Fang sect's rule is extremely vast.

Looking down from the high dome, the rivers and rivers are rushing, the wilderness is vast, the rocks are uneven, the mountains are stacked, the mountains are blocked and the rivers are blocked, the peaks are empowering the top, and the momentum is magnificent. 【Note】

Among the mountains, rivers and vegetation, countless cooking smokes rise up, and mortals live on the ground. Although they are not cultivated, their behavior is particularly crisp and agile, with the unique swiftness and toughness of the ranks.

From time to time, they looked up to the sky with envy in their eyes.

A Moshiwu Fort floats quietly, with occasional lights rising and falling, and the armor reflecting the cold brilliance.

Similar Wubao, hanging high in the sky, dotted all over the sky, suppressing every inch of land under the rule of Yanxi City.

The styles of these docks are similar, so simple that they are almost rudimentary. Apart from various formations and runes, there are no decorations or decorations.

It is as quiet as a giant beast inhabiting, but its whole body exudes the meaning of iron and blood, as if it is a silent guard, protecting this magnificent land.

In the heartland, there is an exceptionally huge black dock, like a smaller continent, floating proudly between the sky and the earth, casting a heavy shadow on the earth.

At the main entrance, a plaque with gold characters on the mysterious bottom hangs high: "Yanxi City."

This is the capital of Yanxi City, which has the same name as the sect.

At this moment, in the middle of Wubao, in a spacious and rough mansion, there is a martial arts arena.

Standing on the sidelines, the field seems to be boundless. The entire ground is paved with a kind of black jade, which is bitingly cold and exudes endless coldness, constantly eroding the vitality of everyone who steps on it.

There are many runes in the surrounding area that are uncertain. Apart from solidity and protection, there are more of them that are erosion, curse, and toxin...

Tens of thousands of soldiers from Yanxi City, with bare upper body, exposed solid chest and arms, disheveled hair, stood barefoot on the black jade stone slab, gritted their teeth and endured all kinds of suffering in this field.

A tall, burly, gray-bearded old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at them coldly.

The old man was only wearing common clothes, his face was old and full of ravines, he looked as simple as an old farmer in the field, but his aura was extremely powerful, with a glance, it was like a thousand troops roaring and charging, making the soldiers he saw , all of them turned pale and their breath was blocked.

By his side, a pair of black iron double hammers is suspended.

The double hammers are like ink, shaped like melons, engraved with countless runes, exuding a violent and ferocious aura, and from time to time, there is a dull sound of thunder.

The moment the thunder sounded, the entire surrounding space was slightly distorted, giving people a powerful and unparalleled coercion.

A group of soldiers not far away suddenly felt a little unstable, staggering, unable to restrain the shock and fear in their hearts.

The old man in plain clothes was as if nothing had happened, and was still scanning the soldiers in front of him with a falcon-like gaze.

This old man is the Lord of Yanxi City!

And the double hammers suspended on the side are his natal magic weapon.

After a while, most of the soldiers were sweating and crumbling.

Only then did the old man snort softly, and ordered: "Take a rest for a stick of incense, and then continue!"

The armored soldiers seemed to be pardoned: "Yes!"

At this time, the old man noticed that there was a middle-aged monk in soft armor standing beside the martial arts arena.

Seeing the city lord looking over, the middle-aged monk saluted immediately: "City lord, report from the frontier."

"Pei Ling, the holy son of Chongming Sect, has entered the boundary of my Yanxi City."

"His whereabouts have not been covered up in the slightest. Are you going to send someone to take him down?"

The city lord shook his head slightly upon hearing this.

A few days ago, the holy son of Chongmingzong sent a letter of war to the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty, and then defeated the emperor in public.

Now he came to Yanxi City again, the purpose is clear at a glance.

I'm afraid that in just a few days, the other party will send him a battle post!

If he took action at this moment, wouldn't it appear that Yan Xicheng was afraid of the other party, and even resorted to ghostly tricks for this?

Thinking of this, the city lord said coldly: "As long as Pei Ling doesn't attack the creatures in my Yanxi City, don't make things difficult for him."

The middle-aged monk bowed and said, "Yes!"

Seeing that the city lord had no other orders, he saluted again and then quietly retreated.

Watching this subordinate leave, the city lord of Yanxi City showed a dignified expression.

In the battle of the Liugai Dynasty, even if the emperor of the Zhongkui family had the intention of underestimating the enemy, Pei Ling's strength must not be underestimated if he was able to win with a mere return to the void and join forces!

Right now, Zhengdao can lose once, but he must never lose a second time!

Especially that Pei Ling is just a junior!

When the mind was turning, the city lord sent a voice transmission to the soldiers: "Cultivate by yourself."

After that, he stepped out in one step, left the martial arts arena, passed through dozens of walls, courtyards, and formation restrictions, and appeared in a pavilion made of pure bamboo and wood.

This pavilion is silent, and inside are rows of bookshelves as high as solitary peaks. On each shelf, there are all kinds of jade slips, jade books, bamboo slips, animal skins...

Densely packed and dazzling, this place is the collection of books in Yanxi City.

The city lord quickly appeared in front of the first row of bookshelves, stretched out his hand, and a bamboo slip flew out of the numerous volumes and fell into his palm.

[Note] Huayong Sima Xiangru [Two Han] "Shanglin Fu" "from east to west, from north to south, rushing back and forth", "passing through Guilin, passing through the wilderness", "New Rock, Nine Mountains" .

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