Long Shiyue led the Dragon Capture Army feather group to break out of the wall from the northwest side. At the top of the broken city wall, the white-bearded man with his upper body sat down at the mercedes, his skin and flesh were covered with sweat, and his chest was fluttering violently. "I forcibly broke the meridian silt to launch the "cannon array". Now the lights are exhausted, don't waste spiritual medicine," he gasped and pushed away the red medicine gourd handed over by his servant, forcing his body to hold up and shouted: "Where is Long Shiyu?"

"The second-class Xuanfu envoy of the Shadow Sect, Long Shiyu, was waiting for Grandpa Taizu to send him," a thin young man appeared beside him. The young man in his twenties was wearing a black tights and did not wear weapons. His pale and handsome face was faintly erotic. His eyes emitted a faint green light. Long Shiyu knelt on one knee and saluted Long Hanri, the former head of the Long family.

"I have no vitality in my body anymore. Only the three souls and seven spirits are still strong. Let's take advantage of my ability to breathe, come on," said the old man, coughing violently, his spine arched like shrimps, and his beard and hair trembled continuously.

The four elders of the Long family next to him immediately changed their colors. The oldest one said anxiously: "What did you say? The ancestor has died under the thief. If you let go of Bintian again, there will be no one in the Long family who can do anything. Don't think about it. Drink the Qi Pill and go back to the branch residence to rest. Just watch the sons and nephews of the Long family break the enemy formation."

Long Hanri suddenly stood up with his arm and straightened his chest and shouted angrily: "Even if I am no longer the head of the Long family, isn't anyone listening to the words? These things that are not alive under the city can be easily dealt with. The 1,054 elite Long family members of the Long Army have died. When the zong house was broken, the casualties of the Long family cannot be counted. Could this scene be easily dealt with? Even if my old bones are alive, I will survive. It was just a bedridden man who wanted to die and waste rice and grain. It would be better to take advantage of the present to add the last fire to the battle formation. When the boy brought my granddaughter back, don't forget to tell her that her grandfather was also a strong man in the Long family until he died. He was not like that incompetent boy who sneaked into the right path. Men would die even if they died." After saying this, the old man slapped the wall bricks and let out a shocking roar: "Dragon Eat the Moon,"

"Affect the will of Grandpa Taizu," the blue-faced Yingzong Xuanfu envoy pulled out a green short sword and gently stabbed into the old man's back. The sword blade silently sank into the flesh and instantly penetrated Long Hanri's heart. The old man's Adam's apple moved, as if he wanted to call out the name of the granddaughter who could not see him even before he died. However, as his dim pupils dissipated, he could not spit out the two syllables until his death. His thin body stood high at the head of the city. The former head of the Long family, the strongest man from the Eastern Continent, returned to the west in the hands of Long Shiyu.

"Grandpa," the people from the Elders' Club fell to the ground, facing the old man's upright figure, shed tears in his worship. Long Shiyu pulled out the dagger, and only a trace of blood was stained on the green blade, a trace of blood condensed with powerful soul power. "According to the word "Slaying" of the Elders' Club, all secret techniques, forbidden techniques, hidden techniques," the young man in black smiled evilly, threw the dagger in the air, and changed his handprints: "The sky is dim and the earth is yellow, the wind is turbid and the thunder is clear, and I eat my soul, and I am ordered..."

The green short blade swayed in the air and suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot into the sky. The milky white clouds gathered rapidly above the Long Family Mansion. "Little ones, give me all their abilities and set up barriers." Long Shiyu screamed, and more than a dozen Shadow Sect children jumped out behind him. Everyone spread their formations and cast their own spells. The white light kept flashing on the city wall: "The Dragon Prisoner? The Phoenix Stump,"

"Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong," each caster summoned a white giant pillar five feet high and six feet wide. The pillars penetrated deeply into the earth and formed a half-loose wall around the outer wall of the Long Family. After releasing this spell, the children of the Shadow Sect fell to the ground tiredly, obviously using all their strength. Several old men from the Presbyterian Church took action to pull the Shadow Sect's children to the formation, and used their body to protect Long Hanri's body to murmur "Make a sin, commit sin,"

"That's all," Long Shiyu held his hands as if he was grabbing an invisible rope. He smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, pulled the invisible rope down with force, and shouted: "Come on, see if Grandpa Taizu's life soul is enough to feed you... Dragon Prisoning Technique? The Heavenly Lord descends,"

"Crazy,"

The milky white clouds opened like two doors, spitting out yellow fog. The huge god slowly descended from the heaven. He had a dragon's face, a human body, a bat's wings, a leopard's tail, forty-eight arms, and a headless black monster riding under his crotch. Every hand of the god held magic weapons, with vines, whips, sticks, gates, balls, chains, shackles, locks, knifes, stones, scissors, shovels, and shadows. Behind the dragon's patronage, the fiery pool, and the fire mountain appeared. "Sincere," a powerful and slashed shout shocked the heart. It did not sound from the ears, but it was produced from the heart. Everyone's eyes flashed instantly with good deeds and evil deeds in this life, the guilt and private messages in their hearts were automatically expanded, expanding, as if they were about to explode at any time. The guardian god of the dragon family, the legendary Heavenly King Prison, who is in charge of punishment in the heavenly realm, officially arrived.

Dozens of Jinge cavalry witnessed the appearance of the gods, and they were unable to move for a moment, and even their mounts froze in place. "What should we do?" Everyone felt that the gods in the sky were staring at them with twelve giant eyes. The shouts of the evening drums and morning bells made their hearts shake. "Dang chuck," Zhan Ge fell to the ground. The cavalry raised their heads and murmured about the good and evil of this life, begging for forgiveness from the Heavenly Lord Zhuozhu.

However, the God of Punishment never forgives it. "Death Sin," the Heavenly Lord roared again. Many palms loosened, countless magic weapons roared to the ground, blood splattered, dozens of cavalry were sentenced to different punishments, beheaded, cut in half, carriages cracked, even slapped, and even slapped. The city suddenly became a bloody hell. The cavalry in the distance was so scared that they were all terrified and instigated the lion and tiger beast to defeat the distance. The Dragon Capture Army led by Long Shiyue took this opportunity to exert its powerful combat power and broke through the siege of the Resurrection.

Jona hid in the cave and saw this terrifying scene. It turned out that the gods really existed, and they could appear in front of the eyes in response to the summons of mortals. But in just a few seconds, the staff Shiraphena shook. This artifact carried the divine thoughts of a 17-year-old boy to penetrate the space like lightning, and saw the elements of the entire battlefield through. In the thorough view of the new abilities that Jonathan could not grasp, the Heavenly Lord's Prison turned into a misty green mist. The mist consisted of countless subtle small light spots, each of which was mixed with the power of elements, the vitality of the chantress and the soul fragments from the victims. The Heavenly Lord was not a god, but a divine thought aggregation composed of the secret technique of the Dragon Prisoner. It was extending green tentacles to every active object on the battlefield, invading the ears, nose, throat, and seven orifices, controlling the five senses of everyone, and directly destroying the will and body of the weak-willed person.

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Written on the way from Wuhan to Changsha, fortunately not far away~
Chapter completed!