Shuttle of the city

According to Yin Hao, the lord Li Changkong was sneak attacked by the creatures from hell hidden in Hangu Pass, and he was seriously injured and nearly perished.

If it hadn't been for a profound cultivation base and changed to another higher god, I'm afraid he would die on the spot.

The person who attacked was not only hidden deeply, but his strength was also very strong.

Yin Hao suspected that a certain legion commander did it!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to almost kill Li Changkong.

Now, Li Changkong was sealed by them and hid in a hidden place somewhere in Hangu Pass.

Once unblocked, Li Changkong may die.

They can only hang his life in this way now.

After hearing Yin Hao's words, Ye Zichuan was silent for a long time.

"Take me there, I can save him!"

"What?" Yin Hao suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"I have something to save him." Ye Zichuan repeated.

"Really?" Yin Hao didn't believe it.

Unless those things are extremely against the sky, otherwise it is completely useless.

They also took out a lot of elixir and elixir to save people, but the effect was minimal.

What good things can Ye Zichuan have on him?

"Li Qingtian was seriously injured and dying. I was the one who rescued him. Take me quickly. I still have time. Otherwise, everything is too late." Ye Zichuan urged.

Yin Hao in the distance was struggling, and after weighing it in his heart, he gritted his teeth severely.

"Okay, I'll take you there!"

Ye Zichuan looked at the overwhelming monarch from outside the city with a crazy smile on his lips.

"In this case, let the storm become more violent!"

"Follow the call of the world master, come!"

boom!boom!

One star door after another was opened, and the summoning magic circle appeared.

With the flood-like breath, it was like a peerless beast awakened.

One figure after another appeared here.

Some are like giants, some are humans, and some are humanoids with a pair of dragon horns on their heads...

Count carefully, there are twenty figures in total.

Each is a high-level god, equal to the realm of Ye Zichuan, on the small step of the fifth floor.

The torrent-like breath was connected together, surging and overwhelming, making everyone's expressions change.

Twenty high-level gods suddenly appeared again.

This made many people petrified, almost sluggish.

What is going on today?

The upper gods seem to be completely worthless, turning into Chinese cabbage, and appearing casually.

With the appearance of these 20 people, the human race has already taken advantage of the number of upper gods alone, more than hell monarchs.

This scene changed the colors of all hell lords.

Even the five strongest people have a solemn expression with incredible expressions.

They also wanted to ask at this time, are the upper gods of the human race so worthless now?

However, this is not over yet.

Ye Zichuan looked at his palm, there was a dragon mark there.

It's just that he hasn't used it for a long time, and the dragon seal looks much dim, as if it is about to disappear.

"Brother Yanhong, can you hear me?"

Ye Zichuan called silently in his heart.

But the voice fell to the sea without any response.

Is it really useless?

"Big Brother Yanhong?" Ye Zichuan called again.

"I'm here!"

The extremely succinct two words sounded, echoing in Ye Zichuan's mind.

"please!"

"give it to me!"

Still so domineering, still so safe.

The dragon seal in the palm of his palm was radiant, and then a majestic figure walked out like this, wearing a dragon scale battle armor, with first-born horns, just standing there, it gave people an unparalleled sense of oppression.

His every move seemed to destroy time and space, almost suffocating.

"Are you hell? It's been a long time!"

Yan Hong grinned, revealing white teeth.

Seeing this, Ye Zichuan felt a lot of peace in his heart.

Taking advantage of the increasingly chaotic situation, the figures of him and Yin Hao disappeared here silently.

Inside Hangu Pass, there is an unknown hidden place.

Very few people know here.

So far, only Yin Hao and the other two army commanders knew.

As for the whereabouts of the city lord, the less people know, the better.

Especially in this chaotic situation right now.

Yin Hao brought Ye Zichuan to a secret room underground quietly.

As soon as he approached the door of the secret room, Ye Zichuan felt a biting icy breath, cold into his bones.

In the secret room, there is an ice coffin, and at this time, the city lord is lying in the ice coffin.

His whole body was shrouded in black energy, a trace of black energy clinging to him like an earthworm.

Even the face is covered, looking hideous and terrifying.

"How do you save him?" Yin Hao asked.

"The elixir of immortality!" Ye Zichuan spit out four words.

"The Immortal Pill?"

Yin Hao was shocked and looked at him with wide eyes.

There are not many such things that are against the sky in ancient times. How could Ye Zichuan have them?

He looked at Ye Zichuan strangely with a strange look in his eyes.

It takes a lot of good luck and chance to get this kind of treasure.

"It's just a few residues, not a complete elixir." Ye Zichuan explained.

"That's enough. Even if it's a residue, its medicinal power is not comparable to other elixir. The city lord is saved!"

"But before that, I have to get rid of these dark auras first."

"it is good."

Ye Zichuan opened the eyes of Samsara, and then summoned a cluster of black flames.

Controlling the black fire flying towards the ice coffin, the ice coffin began to melt.

When the ice coffin melted completely, the body of the city lord inside was exposed.

The black energy that had been frozen before turned into countless tentacles, reaching out to Ye Zichuan and Yin Hao.

Chi Chi!

Ye Zichuan moved the black fire, covering the city lord's body.

Accompanied by the sound of scoffing, the black air melted like ice and snow and was directly purified.

In just a few minutes, the dark energy in the main body of the city completely disappeared.

His face was pale, his soul wilted, and the fire of life would go out at any time.

Ye Zichuan didn't hesitate anymore, took out three residues of immortal elixir and sent them to his mouth.

The residue of the elixir quickly melted away, turning into a surging medicinal power, and there was still an immortal divinity permeating.

In Yin Hao's somewhat nervous eyes, the vitality in the main body of the city began to gradually recover, and his heartbeat became stronger.

"Really!"

Ye Zichuan had seen the effect of the residue of the elixir.

Wasn't it the same for Li Qingtian before? He still pulled back from the death line.

The fire of the city lord's life became more and more vigorous, and the breath finally released was almost like a blazing sun, giving people a burning sensation.

Ye Zichuan closed the place with space, without letting the slightest energy leak out.

The existence of the city lord is related to the success or failure of this war.

Many people must have thought that the city lord was seriously injured and dying, and there was no more fighting power.

I believe that when he appears alive, many people will be shocked.