"Wu Baisheng, this is my Zang family's business and has nothing to do with your Wu family!" Dad covered his shoulders and said angrily: "You Wu family members, get out of here! We don't need you."
The third uncle did not respond to his father immediately, but the fourth uncle got up from the ground and vomited a mouthful of black blood and said: "Zang Zetian, is it too late for you to let us go now?"
"Besides, I have died once, why are you afraid of this?"
"Isn't it just bats? If we wait for my eldest niece to wake up, we will burn them all to death with a burst of red lotus fire."
"That's right." The third uncle, who had regained his breath, also said, "It is said that the roasted bat tastes pretty good, so we, the third brother, will have a taste of it."
"Hahaha, you want to eat me?" When the Dark Night King heard what they said, instead of being angry, his smile became more wanton and he said, "How do you know that we didn't send anyone to the Central Building?"
What's the meaning?
As soon as these words came out, it wasn't just dad and the others.
Even Lin Zhenhua was stunned: "King of Dark Night, what are you talking about?"
"President of Middle-earth, you must have heard of the Twelve Walkers of the Dark Night." The Dark Night King smiled proudly and said: "In addition to being able to transform into bats, our Dark Night clan is best at hiding and infiltrating in the dark night."
"So how many of the Twelve Walkers of the Dark Night have come?" Lin Zhenhua said word by word.
"They are all here." An Ye laughed: "No more, no less, and they have already entered the central building in secret."
"Otherwise, why do you think we dare to bet so big? Hahaha."
The Night King's laughter was too loud and too proud, so Hei Xuan was also alarmed. He immediately stopped and said to Emperor Yao: "I'm going to save her!"
"You know I can't stop. Besides, if what they say is true, it's useless for you to go now." Emperor Yao said without giving up.
"If they say it's false, then there's even less need for you to go."
"What if?" Hei Xuan completely disagreed: "You mean to let me gamble with Zang Linger's life, right?"
"King Dongling, you don't have to bet, but the prerequisite is to step over my body." Emperor Yao smiled faintly, and then teleported directly, taking Hei Xuan to the central building.
They did not go very far, they did not leave Middle-earth, nor did they leave Kyoto.
Just came around Kyoto.
"Emperor Yao, what are you going to do?" Hei Xuan was forcibly taken out with an angry look on his face.
"Let's fight quickly." Emperor Yao smiled faintly: "Don't King Dongling want to go back to save people earlier? You can't just pay lip service to the crown and anger for a beauty."
"Emperor Yao, please don't force me." Hei Xuan, who had always been in a weak position, suddenly changed his normal attitude after hearing what the other party said.
But Emperor Yao was not surprised at all. He just smiled calmly: "King Dongling, you still hid your secret after all."
"There are no outsiders here, so just expose yourself. After all, if you don't expose yourself, I'm afraid you won't be able to see Zang Linger."
"Emperor Yao, why do you have to push me so hard?" Hei Xuan's face was stern, and his whole body was surrounded by a violent aura.
There is no trace of injury at all. He is clearly in his prime at this moment, even more powerful than before.
"King Dongling, show your true strength." After Emperor Yao said this, a long sword immediately appeared in his right hand.
This sword is different from the rune swords of Middle-earth. Its style is more ancient, and the runes are directly engraved on the surface of the sword. If I were there, I would definitely recognize it at a glance. This thing is the Yao sword produced in the Emperor Yao's capital.
It is also one of the oldest war knives in Middle-earth.
"My thoughts can shake the heavens!"
Hei Xuan shouted loudly, and the next moment a golden dragon descended from the sky and let out a huge dragon roar.
Emperor Yao smiled bitterly when he saw this scene and said: "King Dongling, you have indeed recovered most of your strength."
"Okay. Then let's continue the battle from thousands of years ago today."
On the other side, my father, third uncle, and fourth uncle were already at the end of their game.
Lin Zhenhua was also anxious to rush back to the central building, so he gave the Ghost King an opportunity to sneak in. The Ghost King's sharp claws quickly and fiercely cut out a deep hole in Lin Zhenhua's chest.
At the same time, the Yanhuang Qi around Lin Zhenhua was also declining rapidly.
"Hahaha, Commander-in-Chief of Middle-earth, don't worry. It seems that we have just met each other. I will definitely bury you and Zang Guoshi together." The Ghost King looked up to the sky and laughed: "In this case
, you can be regarded as dead in the same hole."
"King of Ghosts, if she dies, I will let you die first and be buried with her." Lin Zhenhua roared and instantly picked up the sword in his hand.
Of course the Ghost King knew that his rune sword was powerful and that he could kill the Daqing Emperor with one strike.
So almost at the same moment, the Ghost King immediately summoned countless charms to protect him.
"King of Ghosts, you are so shameless!" Looking at the rapidly decreasing number of charms on his battlefield, the Kyoto Soul-Suppressing General cursed loudly.
"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"
"Hahaha, do you know why China-Earth failed?"
"It's because you have too many rules. In this era..."
However, the Ghost King suddenly stopped talking. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue boasting.
Instead, Lin Zhenhua's sword went straight over Mei and was about to hit his head. Seeing this, he had to raise his hands to hold the blade to resist its downward movement.
"How could this happen?" The Ghost King was in disbelief: "Lin Zhenhua, didn't you only break the mirror in half a step? Did you break through?"
"I have not made a breakthrough, but the national destiny of China has become stronger, and I, a person blessed with national destiny, have naturally become stronger as well." Lin Zhenhua smiled lightly, and then increased his strength.
At the same time, the knife pressing on the Ghost King's head was obviously lowered a few points.
"Lin Zhenhua, what do you mean? Please explain yourself clearly?" the Ghost King said with a solemn look on his face.
However, Lin Zhenhua did not respond to him.
On the contrary...
Suddenly, a green light shot out from the central building, followed by a "boom" explosion.
"People from the Zang and Wu families, have you seen clearly?" The Dark Night King shouted happily: "My Twelve Walkers of the Dark Night succeeded, Zang Linger is dead!"
"I'm afraid she has been blown to ashes now."
"Really?" Zang Hao smiled coldly and put away the rune sword in his hand.
Before Kshatriya could realize why his opponent wanted to put away his sword innocently, he saw the green light suddenly coming straight towards him.
Then, the staff in his hand was directly knocked out by the green light.
Faced with the loss of the staff, Kshatriya was furious: "Who is it!? Who is this monster? He dares to take away the staff of this emperor. Don't you want to live?"
Then, as soon as the Kshatriya snatched back his staff, a sharp thing like a sword struck towards him again.
This time he did not dare to underestimate the enemy, but used his staff to resist. Who would have thought that the originally indestructible staff would have a long gash cut out of it.
Looking at the gap, the Kshatriya shouted angrily: "Who is it!" This chapter has been completed!