"Zhao Cirong!"

"Gangmaster!"

Two voices came from different camps.

Yang Ye and others looked so ugly when they saw Zilong appearing. At this time, the boy in front of them looked like he was injured, with a very good look.

"What magic pill did Zhao Cirong take!" Yang Ye and others would not think about Zilong's injury and healing themselves, so the biggest possibility left is to use external objects.

"Isn't this cloud fog created by Zhao Cirong?" Someone soon focused on the cloud fog that Zilong stepped on.

These ethereal clouds and mists just killed the executioners of the two fifth-level kings.

"This is the source spirit!" A master of the poor general manager who came to help with Elder Hu narrowed his eyes and then exclaimed.

At Zilong's feet, these clouds that emit strong source fluctuations are not ordinary clouds. They are the best acquired spirit that Zilong realized with the help of the spiritual vine - Miyun!

Miyunyuan Spirit is invisible and can be seen in all shapes and shapes. Its attack ability is average, but it has wonderful uses and countless numbers.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Come on your life!"

With a loud shout, Yang Ye led the thirteen fifth-level kings behind him to launch a fierce attack on Zilong who was standing in the air.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and a terrifying aura rolled in, rushing towards Zilong, and suddenly wanted to behead him!

"Be careful, gang leader!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the left and right elders hurriedly raised their breath and took the masters of Chang Gang to sacrifice their respective source spirits and soared into the air and quickly supported Zilong.

Looking at the surging power of Yang Ye and others, Zilong smiled lightly, then his figure floated away and then hid in the clouds and mist.

After abruptly, the clouds and mist around Zilong's body suddenly expanded in all directions, radiating to ten feet!

Yang Ye and others plunged into Zilong's Miyunyuan Spirit. Their aggressive attack momentum last moment seemed to be venting on cotton, unable to exert force, which was so uncomfortable.

Moreover, the moment they entered Zilong Miyun Source Spirit, Yang Ye and others were frightened to find that they were limited in their vision, even their power, speed, and even their source energy and spiritual consciousness seemed to be bound by something, and they suddenly fell down.

Everyone's faces suddenly changed, and then they all used their means to release the source energy, elements, and source spirits, and wanted to work together to disperse Zilong's Miyun Yuan Spirit.

The methods of more than ten fifth-level kings were pouring out, with terrifying power. The raging source energy was shaking continuously. Various elements were flying in the air, and various source spirits were stirring up the storm, dispersing Zilong's Miyun Source Spirit in an instant!

However, just as everyone broke free from the constraints of Miyun Yuan Spirit, Zilong's ghostly figure had already arrived behind a fifth-level early stage king.

Feeling the movement behind him, the fifth-level king's expression suddenly broke out, and the hair behind him immediately stood up, his face suddenly as if it was earth.

"Bang!" A dull sound came immediately.

Zilong Qian Duanfei kicked the man's waist with the first kick, and then four violent kicks exploded instantly, kicking the body of the fifth-level early stage king with a thunderous force.

Yang Ye and others glared at the sight of this situation, but they were no longer in a hurry to save the situation. The early fifth-level king was kicked by Zilong Qianduanfei and was kicked out fiercely. And that was not the end. Zilong poked out a palm, and it was even a 8-point palm-powered moon-watching palm.

The source energy explosion of the Moon-Watching Palm erupted and hit the body of this early fifth-level king. At the same time, the fifth-level dark force kicked by Qian Duan Fei exploded one after another!

"Boom--pah..."

The terrifying power swelled inside and outside the man's body, tearing and tearing, accompanied by a long howl, the body of the fifth-level king was already a dead body before it even fell to the ground.

Zilong specializes in picking the weaker fifth-level early-stage king to attack. In a short while, he has killed three people.

Yang Ye and others didn't even touch Zilong's hair at this time. How furious was that? They couldn't treat this fifth-level king, but they each lit up a terrifying wave of source energy and crushed towards Zilong! The fierce and violent look in their eyes seemed to tear Zilong apart!

Zilong's eyes were gathered, and Miyun was stepping on a small piece of his feet quickly retreating in the air. Yang Ye was the late fifth-level king. Among the fifth-level kings he brought, there were even two fifth-level peak cultivators. If they were attacked by the source energy of these people, even if Zilong's physical fitness was extraordinary, he would probably not be able to escape the end of being torn and burst on the spot.

At this time, the support from the elders and others on the left and right had arrived, such as flying birds, mad lions, huge rocks, blood swords, etc., but at least the powerful acquired spirits, came to the fore. They spit out thick source energy to form a majestic and vast high wall. The solid source energy high wall directly offset the source energy joint attack of Yang Ye and others!

"kill!"

The next moment, there were shouts of killing sounds that were thundering into the sky, as if the whole Hongcheng was alarmed and trembled violently.

Zilong led the fifth-level king master of Chang Gang to fight fiercely with Yang Ye and others. The huge source energy rolled, and the rumbling explosions continued...

Xiao Ka and Ada led more than 600 elites who helped the people rushed towards the five forces, and the fierce battle was about to break out.

Not long after, all the disciples of the poor branch of Hongcheng rushed to the scene of war and participated in the battle. There were more than 500 people. However, most of these people's cultivation was below the third level of cultivation, and shrimps and small fish were mixed and chaotic.

Originally, Yang Ye didn't plan to use these people, but at this moment, the development of things had completely exceeded his expectations. One more person is always more powerful, and even cannon fodder has the value of fighting. They have really invested too much in this battle. Yang Ye knew very well that this battle was possible to win but not lose. Once they failed, what awaited them would be doomed...

Thousands of people fought together and were divided into three distinct battle situations.

At the top of the sky, the waves of battle are as powerful as the sky. The wind is howling, the lightning is lightning and thunder are roaring. From time to time, the power of collapse and cracking mountains and rocks is shaking out.

Feng Wanqian fought against two mid-stage saints masters with one man. Not only did he not lose the upper hand, but he forced Elder Hu and another sixth-level saint to retreat frequently and vomit blood repeatedly.

In a few quarters of an hour, the clothes of the two of them were all broken. Blood mixed with broken clothes were mixed on the surface of their skin. Several red swords were lying on the bodies of the two of them, shocking, and with their hair disheveled, how could these two of them feel so embarrassed?

On the other hand, Feng Wanqian did not forget to hold two sips while wielding his sword to fight the enemy. He didn't even have a trace of blood on his body. As he drank wine, he called the two of them and covered in blood.

Feng Wanqian did not seem to be in a hurry to resolve the battle. This guy didn't seem to respect the elderly and love the young. He seemed to be playing with these two poor old men at the age. This place is the easiest place among the three major battle situations.

The alleys and streets on the ground may not be the most intense place for the battle, but it is definitely the most tragic place.

Thousands of people fought together. From a distance, this place was a slaughterhouse with blood rushing out and limbs flying all over the sky.

Two of them were the most eye-catching figures, one was a small card that was flying through the fire, which seemed to penetrate the rainbow, and the other was a fierce and violent rushing rampage, unstoppable Ah Da...

The last battle situation is on the roof tiled house, which is the backbone of the two sides in this battle.

Zilong asked the left and right elders to take some fifth-level kings to support the battle situation below, and he led Qi Shun, Jia Ming, Liu brothers, Feng Nan, Pang Xiao and other eight fifth-level kings to fight against twelve fifth-level kings including Yang Ye.

The reason is very simple. For Yang Ye and others, this battle was against the enemy. They had no way out and were fighting for their lives, no matter what they would be like in the future.

It's different for Zilong. He didn't want to see the thousand formal members he had finally recruited were too severely injured in this battle. Otherwise, even if they win this battle, they would be seriously injured. I'm afraid they might not be able to recover in a few years. After all, the population of the far north is not large, and some people with talented cultivation in the five cities are almost standing on this battlefield at this time.

If one dies, one will be missing.

Zilong would rather have more pressure on his own combat than to preserve the permanent members on the ground to the greatest extent.

Everyone was scattered, forming a fierce battle situation of all sizes, and they were fighting each other.

There are two peak fifth-level kings in Yang Ye's team. Zilong fights one, and the Liu brothers fight the other one together. Qi Shun, Jia Ming and others fight with other fifth-level kings led by Yang Ye.

Just when the battle began, Yang Ye and others were shocked by the number of source spirits released by Chang Gang. Among the fifth-level kings on their side, only five of them realized the acquired source spirit and had the means of transforming spirits. Moreover, the source spirits of two of them were the lowest-level low-level source spirits.

Almost everyone who often helps everyone has acquired the acquired source spirit, and the level of the source spirit is not lower than that of the intermediate level...

At this time, Zilong stepped on the clouds and soared into the sky, fighting fiercely with the fifth-level king.

The acquired spirit of this fifth-level peak king is a green cat with sharp teeth and very fierce.

This fifth-level peak king is also a man who has experienced many battles. He knew that his cultivation had an advantage, so he repeatedly tried to use the source spirit and source energy to launch a frontal impact, forcing Zilong to take action, and crush Zilong closer.

However, with the blessing of Miyun Yuanling, Zilong not only has great speed, but also can fly in the air. He is extremely agile, which makes the attacks of this fifth-level peak king frequently fail.

After all, even if its source spirit is released and the green cat possesses it, it cannot swim freely in the air like Zilong. Once its leap pounce fails, it will instead bring Zilong the opportunity to attack.

"Boy, do you only have the ability to escape? You dare to go to the ground to fight me!" The fifth-level king was a little angry and said excitedly to Zilong.

Seeing this, Zilong, who was flying on the clouds, smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!