Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Return and look at the royal city ahead, if you think about it.

Wang Cheng, you deserve Wang Cheng.

If an ancient giant beast lay there, even without a sound, one could feel the mighty momentum of majesty, as if the next moment would swallow all the people and things that came here, with a sense of urgency to suppress everything in the air. Anyone who comes here for the first time has to give birth to a little cowardice.

Although due to the description of the slave owners and their expropriation, there has always been no fondness for the people on this side, especially those in the Imperial City, which can be regarded as disgusting. But it has to be admitted that the Imperial City is indeed large and far from being comparable to the towns and villages they pass by. There is always a reason for being strong, and it is sensible that attribution, as the chief of a tribe, must draw lessons from it.

“This is Royal City. ”

There are still many people who feel the same way, many people thought that the Yanhe trading area was big enough to exceed their imagination, which is the biggest trading area they have ever seen in their lifetime, but only at this moment do they know that they do not come out of the heavens and earth.

Now he finally knows why Shao Xuan sent them to Wang Cheng. Without this trip, many flamingos who have begun to expand themselves will not recognize the reality and say more than let them see for themselves. A large proportion of these people who came here were native to the mainland, and there was still a gap between their eyes and those who recruited them. They benefited greatly from this trip.

Flaming Horn, walking too fast to keep up with the will of many. When they wake up, they have a long way to go.

“In the future, can we reach this size in the Flame River trading area?” O'Hara.

“Our elders said yes.” The Door is very confident. The trading area is being expanded and will continue to expand in the future as the Great Alliance of Flame River Basins continues to expand. Though they want to expand to the size of the Imperial City at once, their lack of strength creates an exaggerated feeling. It's better to be strong and steady. As several witches have said, force, population, people's hearts and minds are all things to consider, even if he doesn't see that day in the future, he believes that the Flaming Horn day will come.

And he raised his mouth, “Exactly, I think so.” After speaking in a serious way, lift your arms and wave them down.

Bang, bang...

In front of Wang Cheng, on an open plain, the six-sided totem flag was carried up front, lined up in one word, windward.

Why a six-sided totem flag?

At that time, there were only three sides of Chao Qiucheng: the Flaming Horn Double Totem Flag, the Flaming River Union Dragon Flag, and the Longboat Tribe Totem Flag. But on the way to Wangcheng this time, back to the tribe, reckless tribe and the eight tribes, the three tribes together totaled together, all feel that they lost. Although there are not many of their tribes this time, this is such a good opportunity to use the flaming horn to brush a sense of presence, it is too bad to give up.

But the totem flag is not easy to put together. Finally, they came up with a compromise solution, not to draw the totem flag in the name of the tribe, but in the name of a small group of them. This will vary in the production of the totem flag, but the slave owners and tribes on this side do not understand the rules of the tribes on the other continent of the sea. Just let others see the totem flag, know that there were people from this tribe, and they will not go along with Flaming Horn unjustly.

The tower held a flaming corner of the totem flag, the flagpole poking at the ground, a “bang” sound, large areas of dust and grass flying off the ground, release your hands, and the totem flag stood quietly on the ground.

Moving an arm, the tower's gaze communicated silently with O. As the leader who led the team to the mountain forest for many years, the tower could clearly feel the hostility coming from the city gate, they wanted to enter the Imperial City gate, I'm afraid it wouldn't be that easy.

Afraid?

Of course not!

After moving the bones, the tower hands again grabbed the flagpole of the totem flag and pulled it out of the ground.

The sound of the totem flag just now poking to the ground will also shock the crowd back to their senses because they saw Wang Cheng, but at this moment, watching the totem flag fly, there is no more timidity in their hearts.

Wouldn't the Imperial City be scarier than the Wesen Hills? They're not afraid of the Wesen Hills. How can the Imperial City frighten them? Besides, they all believe that one day, the Yanhe Trading Area will overtake the Imperial City. Bigonometric, unfavorable!

Perhaps because of the change in the mindset of the Horn people, the assimilation of morale around them, and the gradual adjustment of the mindset of other tribes.

What are you afraid of? Besides, there are flaming horns of people blocking their heads.

The trumpet from the gate rang after a long wolf howl. There was already movement at the gate, and the armor on the guard of the Imperial City was golden.

See, many people on this side of the team follow their heads forward, while moving their feet and hands, the sword and axe hammer in their hands seem to have been hungry and thirsty, while moving forward, some people yell excitedly, look at the situation, I don't know, I thought I was really going to attack the city.

In fact, not only the people on the tribal side were shocked by the royal city, but the guards of the royal city were also surprised by the people who came, looking at the nearby team, they were unable to afford a layer of goose bumps. Even if there are many of them in this team who are not necessarily comparable to them in terms of force, at this point in time, these people seem to be instantly screwed into a sweeping army! On this continent today, perhaps only trained armies, or a very small number of hilltop tribes, can do so. This is the advantage of these newly integrated Spark tribesmen, with a full heart, and the influence of the Primitive Spark.

Among those who guarded the gates, Foothill looked at the nearby team and swallowed the pharyngeal spit.

So many people?

And where are all the others? Didn't you say there were only flaming horns? How can you see a few more totem flags? Without the power of the Imperial City, it would not have been easy to win by those who lived in their homes and foxes alone.

The people of the Lu family are still hesitating, and the people of the fierce fox have withdrawn their business. Although the flamingos who came here knew only one Shao Xuan, they were familiar with the spark smell and style of action of the flamingos, so the cunning fox never wanted to dry as soon as they saw the quantity coming. Give the Horn Horn people the difficult task of Marvel, or let the Ru family go.

The armored young man standing on the city floor, looking at the team, hesitated for a moment and did not go down to greet him. It's not that he doesn't dare, it's that he wants to see it first. Thinking of what his brother had said, the armored young man searched the nearby team and did not find the person he was looking for.

Where's Shao Xuan of Flaming Horn?

This time it is talk with Horn of Flames. The most important person is only Shao Xuan of Horn of Flames. If there is no Shao Xuan of Flames, there is no place for Shao Xuan of Flames.

Just as I was thinking, there was a hawk in the air.

Not the ones that flew in the air, but a hawk that flew in the other direction, diving in front of the team that was walking towards the gates.

A figure jumps off the eagle's back and falls in front of the team.

The armored youth upstairs found that when the man appeared, it was obvious that there was a quiet moment in the team coming to the Imperial City. The yelling stopped at the same time, and several of the leaders looked at the man, seemingly waiting for something.

“Is that Shao Xuan?” Armored young man asks.

“It's him," he answered in a low voice.

The appearance of Shao Xuan has obviously reduced the pressure in the minds of others such as Qi.

After sweeping the team of eyes, Shao Xuan looked at the gate not far away and raised his hand to make a stop gesture.

Not only the Horn of Fire, but also the other tribes, including the Longboats, the Reckless Tribes, and the Flying Eagles, have stopped. None of these people objected, nor did they have any discontent on their faces, which is not pretentious!

This discovery made the armored youth in the city building's eyes squeeze, look at Shao Xuan, and have some thoughts in mind.

Shao Xuan swept eyes near Wang Cheng Gate and finally stopped looking at Lu Pi.

Although Flaming Horn's team exceeded their expectations, Rupi was not concerned. His goal was only Shao Xuan, who had just appeared here. He stared dead at Shao Xuan with hatred in his eyes, and his facial muscles were twisted together to look stubborn. On that day, Shao Xuan seized his hammer in front of the public and chased him. He lost the face of the genius of the famous Lu family in Wangcheng. Today, he came with a vengeance. Whatever other people think, the purpose of Lu Xuan is clear, is vengeance!

With such a strong gaze, Shao Xuan naturally noticed and did not speak, walking straight towards the place where several people were located at the foot.

No yelling, no aura, no change in the ground under your feet, only a small amount of dust flying at each step, which is not like a dangerous vicious beast approaching, more like a normal person walking on the ground.

However, he was facing Shao Xuan's foothills, but felt as if a mountain with no top was pressing towards him. He wanted to roar, to explode directly into the greatest power, to exhaust all the shame before the snow, but he found it helpless and useless!

Like a torch ready to burn, suddenly blocked all the air around, the momentum could not be released, so hold it back!

Grabbing a big hammer that could cover the rain, he stood there at the foot of the pit, the original vibrant breath, and the hard-boiled was pressed. Instead, he tried to mobilize spark forces that were fused into the blood of his body, but found that those forces were like strikes, like they were deliberately hiding from something, and were reluctant to move.

“How could you..." Lu Pi's eyes were full of unbelievable. The copper hammer held tight in his hand was bigger than the one Shao Xuan had taken at the door of the Gongjia family, but now it is only in Lu Pi's hand, because Lu Pi's arm shook, a powerless shock.

Can't swing the hammer. What if it's bigger?

A lot of people don't understand why Lu Pi suddenly behaved like this. Didn't he yell the other day to make Shao Xuan of Horn look good? How come people are standing in front of you now, and Lu Pil can't even swing the hammer?

Nobody knew what it felt like to have Rupi's scalp blown up at this time, and his back was sweating, causing fear from the bottom of his heart, and even the idea of escape.

He saw a fire and a white fire in Shao Xuan's eyes.