Thunder Martial

Outside Yoshizawa territory, it has been surrounded by heterogeneous forces.

There are six strong men of all ranks, even the heavenly ones, in this cross-ethnic army.

Such a team is simply trying to destroy such a city.

Feeling the weather outside the city, the monks in Yoshizawa have been caught in panic, including those who have not had time to flee.

The law of the protection of the city has been activated. Across the great array of the protection of the city, looking at the city in front, Matsuyama nodded with satisfaction when he saw a frightened monk in the city.

This is what he wants!

He stepped forward and came out of formation to ensure his figure and to be seen by all the monks in the city.

He flashed a strange red light in his eyes, smiling faintly, and the voice passed into the great battle: “Introduce yourself, my name is Matsuyama, I come from a beautiful planet called Matsue Microstar, I am a rebel in our world! ”

Listening to the slight introduction of Matsuyama, the fire whispered: “It's boring to show your identity in front of a bunch of ants. ”

Qiannai, who had seldom spoken, looked at the fire, his gaze fell again in front of him, and said softly: “Is this not a sign, but a means? ”

“Introduce yourself in front of people, and reveal your identity can also be called a means?” The fire whispered.

“You'll see. ”

After some of the monks in the city heard the words of Matsuyama, the divine colour had obviously changed, but others were blind, and obviously not everyone knew the opposite of the sky.

For the ignorance of most of the monks, Matsuyama's face did not show anger, but patiently explained: “The rebellious name is the strongest being, the invincible of the same rank, the powerful. He has killed hundreds of heavens with the power of one man, and he is the one who is rebellious! ”

Brothers in the city heard, first of all, a noise, immediately followed by a huge change of face, a shock.

Purple slaughtered hundreds of heavens, shocking them, but after shock, people had to revisit Pine Mountain. It is clear that both sides are anti-heavenly, and that this person also possesses comparable purple means to kill hundreds of heavens.

At this moment in the vast Yoshizawa domain, there are only a dozen people in the heavens that can't stop each other.

Most of the city's monks are almost desperate in the hallucination room, and some remain sane, and their expressions are full of doubt.

According to theory, such a powerful existence, trying to destroy this city is only a simple matter, so why take the time to explain it to them here?

Could there be a last word?

Taking all those desperate looks away, Matsuyama smiled slightly, his purpose had been halved, and the conversation turned: “Don't worry too much, other people will not kill innocents this time! ”

Despair is followed by hope, and all look to Matsuyama, with their faces filled with satisfaction and anticipation.

“Our purpose this time is to find Zi Xian, and it is precisely because of Zi Xian that we have come here. ”

When they heard this, the faces of the people became complicated, and they heard about the purple trail, that it was a real hero, a real powerful being.

Purple is admirable in their minds, but now that they hear something like that, their minds are changing.

“Our purpose was purple, but unfortunately, he disappeared, and we looked everywhere for him and couldn't find him. He's hiding! Forced by helplessness, we have no choice but to surround the city. ”

"Next, I won't kill innocents indiscriminately, but we have to find purple. Now, I'm going to let one fifth of you go out and find Purple. Ten days, I'll only give you ten days, and if you don't find Purple, the other monks in this city will perish! ”

The original quiet city instantly became disturbed, and the crowd was startled first, then flew towards the city gate at the fastest speed, unable to stop it.

For a while, it was still quiet and even mindful of the World War I monks, but at this moment it was a total mess.

Hope is right in front of us. When most people see hope in despair, the first thing they think about will be themselves, so the whole city is in turmoil, so long as they can get out and live.

Looking at the chaotic city, Matsuyama nodded with satisfaction.

Behind it, Qiannai praised: "Well calculated, those who leave fear the people in the city will surely seek purple. And the people in the city, if they don't see the purple, will be resentful. Once the family dies, those who have left before will also attribute it to the purple. This time, Zijuan must show up! ”

This is compulsion. It's compulsion!

As Matsuyama gently waved, the surrounding circle formed opened four mouths, which corresponded to four city gates.

The sound of Pine Mountain rang between heaven and earth: "Pass me the command to allow one fifth of the people to leave, but not the heavens! ”

“Yes"

The bright voice resounded in the heavens and the earth.

“Remember, you only have ten days. If ten days have come and Purple cannot come, there will be no more Yoshizawa! ”

The whole city became chaotic, and there was a push during, and the monks rioted after four gaps appeared over the Great Array of City Protectors.

“Get out, let me out! ”

“Let me out, I came here first. ”

“I can find Zijuan. I know where Zijuan is. Let me out! ”

“Go to hell! ”

“Don't you dare die that night! ”

First, the clashes followed, and finally the conflict escalated, resulting in casualties.

Many monks, following the gap to the outside of the city, were very nervous when they arrived at the seperate encirclement, but when they saw that the opposite people had no intention of doing so, they felt completely relieved and rushed away immediately.

Others saw that the opposite race did not strike, and one rushed out of the city even crazier. It is also quite common to do so during this period.

Whether or not they can find Purple, those ten days are long enough for them to run far away and escape the robbery.

Looking at the four chaotic gates, Matsuyama grinned indifferently.

A moment later, he waved his hand and said, "Enough people, come out again, no mercy! ”

During the conversation, the surrounding circle was again blocked by the opposite ethnic group. After the scene was seen by all the human monks, their faces changed dramatically, and some people were unwilling to rush by force.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ” ……

A monk was slaughtered and his body fell.

The rest of the people who were still fighting at the gates of the city felt bad and immediately retreated towards the city.

“Buzz!”

The light shivered, the gaps in the City Protective Great Formation were closed again, and those who had not yet rushed in were blocked outside.

They will be greeted by a multitude of heathens.

Nearly a fifth of the monks, after leaving the city, scattered in all directions. Some of them did go looking for purple, but others chose to flee.

As for what they did, Matsuyama didn't care, he just had to wait here for ten days, and if the purples didn't show up, the city would be destroyed.

Immediately thereafter, he would go to the next city until the purple appeared.

The longer the purple drag, the more detrimental it will be to himself.

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Hundreds of monks scattered among the mountainous forests, and these men went to find the purple trees, because in the land of Nagisawa there were also their families.

But in a world this big, how easy is it to talk about finding someone who's willing to hide from the sky?

It's simply impossible to find, so since you can't find it, it's just shouting.

Fortunately, most of us are monks, and even a call can be heard tens of miles away.

“Lord Purple, Lord Purple! ”

“Lord Purple, where are you? ”

“Lord Zizhen, Yoshizawa will be slaughtered by the Fae in ten days, and I hope you will hurry to rescue him! ”

“ …… ”

A shout came out dozens of miles away, and the other monks heard it and followed suit.

At one time, within hundreds of thousands of miles of Yoshizawa, the search for purple sounds was ringing everywhere.

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At the top of its world origin, the purple tray sits on its knees with a split body next to its knees.

The counter-territorial energy from these splits flows into the purple body.

Over time, the anti-sky energy around the purple pearls is also increasing in quantity, and they spin around the purple pearls like an energy ribbon.

Purple opened his eyes and watched the harvest take place for nearly a month, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

Condensing anti-sky energy is extremely difficult because of too many rules.

In this situation, even if there are several large groups, Purple wants to condense all the energy from the source into counter-terrestrial energy, and time is likely to take hundreds of years to calculate.

But the anticelestial energy that has been concentrated over the past month is thousands of times more than when the wingstars were killed.

The mind has just relaxed, and the voice of the outside world is transmitted through the world into the purple ear.

Purple smile was first a smile, and then immediately after hearing the content of that cry, his face became difficult to see.

Obviously, the Fae threatened him with the life of a city monk in Yoshizawa and forced him to show up.

If he doesn't show up, the other side will continue to do so.

“Damn things! ”

Hebrew means have long been taught, and this time they provoked, obviously, the rebels have been enriched.

“There are five days left to try to condense some more anti-sky energy. ”

Time was running out, and with every extra minute of anti-sky energy, Purple's power would increase some, so Purple continued to concentrate.

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For the monks in Yoshizawa, the time is running really fast, and five days have passed by.

None of the previously departed monks came back, nor did the violets appear.

With five days left in the city, the whole city is filled with tension, desperate seven points!

During the first line of life and death, their emotions fluctuated so much that they feared something drastic would have been done if it hadn't been for the suppression of heaven.

Outside of that city, Pine Mountain appeared to be an old god. Purple Hill did not appear this time, and had no effect on him at all. He also hoped that Purple Hill would appear for some time later, so that he could slaughter some more cities and wait for more rebels.