The Return of the City’s Cultivation

"The lizard king can't do this!"

"Lizard King, you are the head of the clan, so noble, how can you be their slave!"

What the lizard king said, the rest of the tribe are all blocking them, and they are defending the lizard king when facing life and death. It can be seen that the lizard tribe lives like ants, but because of the difficult conditions, they twisted into a rope and united like never before.

"We would rather fight hard with the Hades Clan and die on the battlefield, than be bullied by them, insulted by them, let alone be their slaves."

"I would rather die than surrender, the lizards can be killed than humiliated!"

"Lizard King, give your order, we are not afraid of death!"

Each of the lizard races came forward, filled with righteous indignation and fearless faces. These lizard races have been tortured for hundreds of years, but their blood is not lost, and they are indeed a tough race.

The lizard king knelt there, shed tears of the man, the dignified lizard king, but became a slave, how he wished, the lizard son Lang Han was not afraid of death, so that he was greatly touched, every word that saw death as home, just like a stream. The warm current hit his heart, both gratified and moved. His nose was sour and his eyes were flushed. He tried to suppress it, but he still cried, and his shoulders couldn't help shaking.

The lizard king has always been firm and strong, and has never shown his weak side, but the scourge of extinction, a hundred years of wandering and hard work, broke out together at this moment, the lizard clan is rough and far from over, he wants to give the lizard clan one last bit of strength .

The lizard king turned around abruptly and shouted sharply, "Shut up to me!"

"Are you going to watch the lizard clan being slaughtered and extinguished, and completely cut off the inheritance!"

"I want you to live, pass on from generation to generation, and thrive, and our ancestors will work hard from generation to generation. One day, we will be happy, and the lizards can stand upright and stand in Kunlun! So what I have done today is worth it!"

For a time, everyone was in grief and indignation, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and a group of **** men couldn't stop the moist corners of their eyes. If you fall behind, you will be beaten. Anyone can be bullied. They are helpless and powerless.

Speaking of this, the Eight Nebula "Papa" clapped his hands and exclaimed, "What a lizard king with a thin cloud of righteousness, and a leader who has done his best." There is a playful tone in his tone, "I can watch this scene. Moved."

Then he smiled softly, "But what I want is your 250,000 lizard clan army, but you are a lizard king, can I agree?"

The lizard king suddenly raised his head, with anger and begging, and said, "King Hades, are you really going to kill them all? I am a lizard clan worth 250,000, please let my clan go, I am willing to do everything for you The thing is the most loyal dog around you."

The Eight Nebula laughed and leaned comfortably on the mount, squinting at the lizard king, and said calmly, "You can't do that, you don't have the right to negotiate with me."

At this time, two figures sprang out from Hundred Horses.

Withered Leaf Butterfly kicked the lizard king over with one foot, stepped on his chest, Huang Wen grabbed the lizard king's hair, and slapped it twice.

"Give you your face, right?" Withered Leaf Butterfly plucked the lizard king's hair, looked around the lizards, sneered triumphantly, and shouted, "Look, this is your king, but the one who is slaughtered. Can he dare to resist? I just insulted him in front of all of you lizard clan, who dare to move!"

After speaking, he stepped on the lizard king's head with one foot, and Huang Wen stepped forward and kicked the lizard king's stomach, laughing wildly.

The lizard erlang was filled with grief and anger, and his body trembled. The lizard king let them do it underground, but did not fight back.

"Lizard King..." Eight Nebula touched his chin and smiled with a relaxed tone, "Follow me. Only in this way is hope. You have the possibility of multiplying, and the inheritance will not be broken."

I don’t want him. Just after he finished speaking, a voice rang, "I want the lizard clan to submit, can you get my consent?"

The voice is not loud, but with a calm and self-confidence, ringing in everyone's ears.

Who?

Humanity!

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure crashed into the crowd from far and near, bang, a piece of yellow sand splashed, and a person stood proudly, his face pale as water, it was Ye Tian.

Eight Nebula leaned in a little, raised his eyelids, and leaned back. He smiled disapprovingly, "Oh, it turns out to be Ye Tian, ​​the lord of Wufang City. Others told you about it, but with me, you are a dragon. I have to take it up too."

The Eight Nebula looked freely, half-squinting at Ye Tian, ​​obviously not taking Ye Tian seriously.

"Ye Tian, ​​you can't intervene in this matter, leave as soon as I am a little patient!"

It was a commanding tone, even more so high, as if he had spared Ye Tian's fate.

Eight Nebula also didn't want to be in the midst of subduing the lizard clan. Although he felt that it was not difficult to kill Ye Tian, ​​he did not want to bother.

Ye Tian stood still, his eyes kept constant, looking at the Eight Nebula.

When the lizard king saw this, he didn't want to hurt Ye Tian, ​​so he urged anxiously, "Little brother, thank you for taking the initiative, but... I advise you to go, you can't handle this matter."

He also didn't believe that Ye Tian, ​​the newly promoted City Lord, was qualified for this muddy water.

Huangwen and the withered leaf butterfly let go of the lizard king, and went straight to Ye Tian, ​​grinning, cursing, "Get away!"

"Get me away!"

Ye Tianyi turned his head and looked at the two of them, "Go away? Who gave you the courage to say this to me!"

"Fuck!" Huangwen's face was savage, and his aura was like a tiger. "If you are wiped out today, you will be wiped out tomorrow."

Suddenly rushed to Ye Tian.

This sentence really angered Ye Tian. Seeing the ferocious flaming patterns on the facial features, his chest rose fiercely. At the moment when the flaming patterns raised his fist, Ye Tian flew a kick, the runes exploded violently, and he kicked in the center. The patterned chest, the bright pattern did not move, all around, the time seemed to stop. After three seconds, there was a loud "bang", and the bright patterned chest suddenly exploded. A large hole was transparent before and after. Fear slowly grew in Wen's vicious eyes, before he could speak, his body softened a little bit, lying at the feet of Ye Tian, ​​the bright red blood under his upper body dripped into a pool of blood.

Everyone was shocked, one kick, just one kick, the second level of Qiankun's heart was dead, the dead leaf butterfly was about to rush into the air, and looked at Ye Tian incredulously. The Eight Nebula was resting comfortably. The body was lifted up in shock, and looked at the radiant pattern of outgassing more than the air in, then looked at Ye Tian, ​​his eyes widened, "You dare to kill my people!"

"Ye Tian, ​​don't you want to start a war, want to be annihilated by the scorpion!"

He didn't expect that Ye Tian would kill if he said to kill, without any scruples, wouldn't he be afraid that the Mingjiao tribe would get angry and lead an army to capture Wufang City!

Ye Tianyi twitched his mouth and squinted at the Eight Nebula, "Mingjia wants to destroy my clan, and he doesn't have the qualifications yet!"

"I think you were dazzled by victory, defeating a Holy Light Judgment City, you don't know how many catties you are, right?"

"Ye Tian, ​​tomorrow I will send an army of millions of chrysanthemums. Tomorrow will be the day when your city will be destroyed. The Yanhuang clan, please exit the Kunlun stage."

He considered himself a master of the Mingjiao clan, and his strength was even higher than that of the two cities of the human clan. It was not difficult to destroy the Wufang City.

"Enjoy the last day. Tomorrow will be your family's sacrifice day. You will regret what you have done today, but... I won't forgive you. I need your family to bury you."

At this point, another figure flew in the distance, and the moment she saw this figure, no matter whether it was the scorpion clan or the lizard clan, one of them was counted as one, and the whole body trembled fiercely.

This shadow is not someone else, it is the chief of the Mongolian and French clan—Qing.