In the fifth war between gods and demons, the situation was so harmonious.
At least, since the battle started in the penalty area, there has been no large-scale group fight.
Harmony is harmony, the moods of both parties are different.
The bombing could not open the sky, and the gods and demons would be heartbroken with anger; the blasting could not open the sky, but there was a lot of joy and laughter in the city, and everyone was working hard to open up mountain mansions. Too many desolate places were turned into pure lands on earth.
"Call me."
The violent shouts of the owner of the restricted area, like the thunder that shook the sky, never stopped.
Also uninterrupted are the divine lights descending from the sky one after another. Each one is a great god, and they are all transferred from their hometown. In a word, as long as their hometown is not demolished, the Immortal God Dynasty will not leave.
"Come, come, it's full."
After many days of rest and recuperation, the Divine Dynasty also freed up its hands.
No, the Water God is leading a group of great gods to stroll along the city wall, leaving something behind wherever they go.
What is it?...A ballista.
Well, that is, a mortal weapon of war.
However, after many transformations, they have become god-level ballistas. The talismans engraved on the crossbows are more powerful than the other. Once they explode, the sky will collapse.
The most important thing is that the number is huge,
They were placed one after another, covering the entire city wall.
Just here, on the top of the city gate, above the clouds, in the void... large offensive formations were set up, and with just one order, there was a wild bombing that destroyed the heaven and earth.
It's not over yet, there are many restrictions in the city. No matter the mountains, valleys, or plateau islands, there are hidden killing formations. It can be said that every step is a trap.
As the saying goes, be prepared for a rainy day.
If you really wait for the city to be broken, and if you really wait for the restricted area to be invaded, you can use this to defend it.
If you want to level the Supreme City, you have to pay the price in blood.
"Remove the sky trap and let a few people in to practice their skills?"
Such words have been repeated by the gods countless times.
Especially the warlike ape gods and barbarian gods, who jump up and down the most.
That's right. It would be strange not to get angry when you see someone blocking the door and beating Tian.
"It's very urgent."
The water god walked with his hands behind his back, inspecting everything.
When moving to the mortal world, your position will be stable, and it is better to do less tricks.
His dynasty is full of talents, and the restricted area is no exception. It cannot be taken lightly.
boom!
While he was talking, he suddenly heard the sound of thunder in the direction of Wanggu City.
Looking sideways, he saw a golden rainbow rising into the sky.
That was Zhao Yun's natal vision, which came back every now and then.
The people of the divine dynasty have long been accustomed to it, but what they are not accustomed to is the people of Daxia. Whenever they see auspiciousness, the younger generation is full of novelty, and the elderly people even burn incense and kneel down.
From this day on, the entire Great Xia witnessed a frenzy of evolution of visions.
Looking down from the sky, there are bunches of fireworks, blossoming all over the sky and the ground.
Like the sound of the Tao in the Divine Comedy, it often goes on for days without stopping.
When ordinary people hear it, their minds wander, and many people have enlightenment.
Even the flowers and plants, nourished by the sound of Taoism, are much more prosperous than before.
Bless all things.
Such plays are staged in the huge Supreme City.
Zhao Family Garden.
Zhao Yun is like an old monk sitting in meditation, with a majestic appearance.
After many days of recuperation, his injuries were no longer serious.
It was due to the previous overload of energy that I was still mentally depressed.
It doesn't matter, his vitality is extremely strong, he just needs to rest for a few days.
"It's incredible." In the early morning, when the sky was just getting bright, I heard shouts and screams. After a closer look, I realized that it was a small fog spirit, like a stream of light, running into the small garden, circling Zhao Yun, jumping back and forth.
"You must be sick! Why are you howling?" Before Zhao Yun woke up, Long Yuan and the other three jumped out.
"Bang!" Xiao Wuling disapproved and landed on Zhao Yun's shoulder. He poked Zhao Yun's face with his small hand before whispering, "Your father and your mother are having a fight outside the city?"
Okay! As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yun woke up even if he didn't wake up. He disappeared in an instant and reappeared on the wall of Forgotten Ancient City.
When he arrived, there was already a sea of people above and below the city gate. There were people from Daxia and talents from the Shen Dynasty. The former didn't know why, but the latter! They all had their hands folded, looking like old men.
Like a candle in the sky, he squatted on the top of the city, his eyes shining brightly.
Mo Xuan, who was better at finding places than him, was sitting on the roof of the city gate, holding a cigarette rod, legs crossed, and deep smoke rings, one after another.
Looking outside the city, it was Zhao Yuan and Furong.
Oh no, to be more precise, he is the Ancient God of Forgetfulness.
Zhao Yuan is very energetic today and wants to defeat this god in the mortal world.
Only by defeating her can Fleur be free.
"Everything is fine, why are you using knives and guns?"
"How can we guess the state of mind of gods?"
"No matter how gods they are, they are still a couple!"
The people of Daxia are all confused and still don't know where they are.
It is rumored by the elders that Zhao Yuan loves his wife very much and is also very afraid of her.
Now, when I look at it, it seems that is not the case. Is this going to be a domestic violence incident in front of my fellow villagers?
The Zhao family was also there, and everyone was extremely embarrassed.
Husband and wife!...Since ancient times, they have been quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.
Why can't you go home and talk about it, and why do you have to fight?
Dry.
Just do it.
Zhao Yuan has drawn his sword, and the ancient god Wangqing has performed his natal vision.
The roar then resounded, and the heaven and earth shook. If the Forgotten City was not protected by a barrier, just such a movement, with just a trace of residual power, could wipe out the Forgotten City.
"Third uncle?" A junior from the Zhao family tugged at the corner of Zhao Yun's clothes.
"It's a small matter." Zhao Yun smiled, but his expression was not very natural.
To be honest, this was the first time he saw his father and mother fighting, and it was a little embarrassing.
"That girl is the same. She doesn't want to see her family reunited. If it were me, I would have let her go home to raise her baby in the first episode." Little Wuling sat on Zhao Yun's shoulder, holding a spiritual fruit and chewing it.
Shameless and skinless.
"Men! It's normal to have three wives and four concubines."
Hu Lai, the flower monk, was also there. Perhaps he had just woken up and yawned one after another.
However, his words won the hearts of everyone, especially the men, who all agreed. For details, please refer to the leader of the Divine Dynasty, who is already the father of three children. He also has a lot of confidantes.
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At this point, I almost feel uncomfortable. If I want to be intimate with my wife, I have to ask the Ancient God Wangqing first. If the goddess is in a good mood, it's fine. If she's in a bad mood, she won't even be able to find anyone, let alone go to bed or get on the kang.
It's all difficult.
"If your father marries the Ancient God Wangqing, would you have any objections?"
"Isn't it nice to marry whoever you want? Sometimes you can be your true self and sometimes you can become your incarnation?"
"That's right, it's the same even if the lights are turned off."
It's rare for Zhao Yuan and Wang Qing to fight, and it's also rare for Zhao Yun to be a spectator. The people of the Shen Dynasty present have seized the opportunity, and they can't stop talking.
Snap! Snap!
The leader of the divine dynasty does not get angry easily, but once he gets angry, someone will surely suffer.
Little Wuling was beaten and turned into a ball of flesh;
Hu Lai was also beaten and thrown into the clouds;
The worst thing is that Zhukong couldn't find his little brother for a while.
good!
The battle is not ordinary exciting, and the applause is indispensable.
The people of Daxia felt this, and it was reasonable for them to shout loudly.
As for the talents of the Divine Dynasty, they are just afraid that the world will not be in chaos. Although they are not in the Supreme City, it does not prevent them from watching the show. How can they use their eyes well?
"The Demon King of Huntian, the Fat Immortal, the Old God Stick, the Bastard..."
At the critical moment, the importance of the natal weapon was revealed. Zhao Yun had no time to deal with that group of talents, but Long Yuan had a small notebook.