Chapter 610: If You Can Pull It Away, Feel Free!

"Damn! This attack is so fierce! It's almost unstoppable!"

"... I'm on my side too!"

"Tell your majesty, open the door and tell you about danger!"

"Kaimen won't be able to resist it either!Ask for reinforcements!"

"Damn! Did this group of Zhongyun Hanjia grow up eating pig feed?! Our country doesn't have any gold to rob him!

“.........”

The twenty-eight gates of Jianyi were frantically attacked by Zhongyun Hanjia, and the enchantments of many city gates were blasted out of several cracks, although they were not immediately shattered, but at most they could only support a short time.

Over time... The gates of the city will be broken.

Palace Square.

A little fragrant pig was bored walking back and forth on this carpet, and suddenly sneezed several times in a row: "Uncle, who is scolding the old pig again!"

And at this time, many Southern Chu soldiers on the twenty-eighth city gate had not finished scolding for a while, and then they began to scold wildly.

"I'm the second master of the day, this is the formation magic power of the heavenly soldiers!"

"If you can go back alive today, kill the pig!"

“.........”

I saw that outside this city gate, there were suddenly a number of cold-armored giants as high as 10,000 feet appeared, which was obviously the formation magic power of the heavenly soldiers and generals, and the divine power that was named 'Tianzhu' by the Jade Emperor.

Unexpectedly... Yun Rong actually has the ability to get this thing to Zhongyun Kingdom.

However, this Yun Rong should only get a small part of the simplified version, plus the quality of these Zhongyun Han armor soldiers and heavenly soldiers are not the same level at all

Therefore, it is only able to make a cold armor giant, which is already the extreme.

Compared with the heavenly soldiers and giants who are millions and tens of millions of feet at every turn, the two are not at the same level at all.

However... It is also enough to capture this sword city.

Twenty-eight giants in cold armor rushed towards the twenty-eight gates at the same time.

"Damn! The city gate barrier shattered by a third in an instant!"

"I can't stand it!"

"Damn! cheer up Lao Tzu, break the city gate and kill it!"

"Kill him a son of a bitch!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!!"

“......”

From the twenty-eight gates, there is the roar of the soldiers of Southern Chu, one by one, they all began to draw their swords and fight for their lives, the people of Southern Chu have always been fierce, even if they die in this city gate, they will definitely not retreat half a point!

Above the main entrance.

Qin Feng's expression was calm and indifferent, and he looked at the Emperor Yunrong and the two of them.

A smile appeared on Yun Rong's wrinkled face, and he just wanted to say something...

Boom!

A terrifying sword roared and roared!

Yun Rong just showed a smile, and with the appearance of this sword roar, it suddenly became cold, and his eyes burst out with a cold light!

Changyun Sword!

When he knew that the Changyun Sword was taken away, he was furious, after all... This is the ancestral sword that has been inherited by his Zhongyun Dynasty for nine generations.

"If you take the initiative to return my Zhongyun Ancestral Sword, the old man can give you a chance to reincarnate, otherwise... Soul Flying Path Elimination!"

Yun Rong's voice was hoarse, like a skeleton returning from hell, and the killing intent of the ice desert filled it.

Qin Feng didn't care about Yun Rong's anger at all, he just raised his hand and held the Changyun Sword in his hand.

"Want?"

He opened his mouth lightly, as if laughing, and then he shook it casually, and the Changyun Sword in his hand fell on the ground in front of the main gate of Jianyi in an instant, three feet into the ground, and it was only thirty zhang away from Yun Rong.

Yun Rong and Yun Su, as well as the Da Luo Jin Immortal of the Zhongyun Dynasty, all looked at the Changyun Sword on the ground, but they did not immediately approach.

"If you can pull it out, whatever. ”

After Qin Feng finished saying this, a cigarette appeared in his hand like a trick, and spontaneously combusted without fire in the corner of his mouth.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid there will be fraud. ”

Yun Su looked at the Changyun Sword on the ground, the ancestral sword of the Zhongyun Dynasty in the past, but now he didn't even dare to pull it out.

There was silence for seven or eight breaths.

"Hmph, yellow-mouthed children, carving insect skills!"

Yun Rong didn't care at all, he waved forward fiercely, and the force fell on this Changyun Sword, and the Changyun Sword was not immediately pulled out by Yun Rong... It's a test of something.

"It's just pigs. ”

Qin Feng, who was at the main gate, looked at this scene, with a cigarette in his mouth and a pair of eyes narrowed slightly, the reason why he came out with the Changyun Sword to talk about things was to delay some time.

The two spiritual powers left in the dantian, because they are residual spiritual powers, are usually sealed in the dantian, and when they are used at this moment, they must first flow through their own meridians before they can be used.

This process... It takes a small half cup of tea time.

Sure enough, as expected, these two ancestors and grandchildren, in Qin Feng's eyes, are both first-class fools.

Cigarette ash drifts from the end of the cigarette roll.

It was also at this time that Yun Rong was finally at the end of the temptation and was ready to take out this Changyun Sword, but... Rumble!

A residual force in Qin Feng's body also finished a week.

The entire Jianyi City is a million-foot area, impressively... Sealed in an instant!

The twenty-eight gates of Jianyi, those cold-armored giants who are storming the city gates, and a group of Zhongyun cold-armored soldiers, at this moment... All froze in place.

It's not that they want to stop, it's that the gates are about to be breached, and if they break through them, they can go back and receive their reward!

Even if there are peerless beauties naked in front of them at this moment, they will never stop attacking the city.

They don't move... That's because they can't move at all!

In front of the main gate, Yun Rong's original force on the Changyun Sword collapsed in an instant.

Behind him, the group of Da Luo Jin Immortals and the Xuan Immortals of Zhongyun Kingdom, all of them had a great change in their faces, they were no different from those ordinary monks, they were also unable to move!

Completely imprisoned in place, they didn't even know what was going on.

"Grandpa!"

Yun Su shouted in a condensed voice, his eyes full of horror.

Because he suddenly discovered... The cultivation in his body has actually fallen into a state of slow stagnation, and the speed of this flow is getting slower and slower, almost falling into a state of stillness!

He'd never had such an experience in his life!

He is a quasi-saint! A quasi-saint! In the eyes of ordinary monks, this is an unattainable existence!

Yun Rong didn't reply to his great-grandson's words, he just raised his eyes to look at Qin Feng, and in those eyes... There is a look of surprise and unwillingness.

Not only this great-grandson of his, but his own cultivation... It's also stagnant!

Otherwise, it wouldn't have collapsed even with the force attached to the Changyun Sword.

Just when Yun Su and Yun Rong were shocked, they suddenly discovered...

There is a huge thing like a tomb, slowly appearing in the clouds above the main entrance.

Qin Feng spent a residual force and summoned the Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb out!