Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 970
In Fengdu Difu, Fan Denglong and Liang Fan were fighting alone, and it was impossible for them to have helpers.

But Jialan City Lord was attacked in front of his eyes, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The only thought in Fan Denglong's mind was that the person who had been hiding in the dark and watching him had made a move.

First at Naihe Bridge, and then outside Jialan City.

It's as if he exists specifically to solve big troubles.

But why did Fan Denglong not believe that there are such good people in this world?

Not only do you not leave your name when you do good deeds, but you don't even leave your back. If everyone did this, wouldn't the world be very peaceful?

"We need to be careful,"

Liang Fan's face was solemn, and his tone of voice was unprecedentedly serious.

Even he felt that the matter was a little serious. He quietly let the half-step ghost king, Jialan City Lord, live or die. The opponent's strength was beyond Liang Fan's acceptable range.

"These two key shots seem to be helping us out of trouble, but in fact they are just fueling the flames. This Jialan City is just the outermost city in the Ghost Cultivator area, and the city owner is only half-step Ghost Cultivator. Going forward, the strength must be stronger."

Sometimes it seems to have good intentions, but who knows what evil intentions are hidden inside?
That's why Liang Fan told Fan Denglong so clearly that the two of them were alone and helpless in this place, and if they made a wrong step, they would be in a state of eternal doom.

"At least for now, he still has a role for us."

Fan Denglong laughed softly, if he can help twice, he can help three times. Anyway, he will not give up on these two people before he achieves his goal.

However, where is the ultimate goal of this mysterious man to take Fan Denglong?

Fan Denglong vaguely had an idea, but he didn't tell Liang Fan.

The owner of Jialan City is dead or alive, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators return to Jialan City, Fan Denglong drives Zhenxian, and leads Liang Fan and Heimao straight into the city.

The ghost cultivators in Jialan City have long been ignorant, facing Fan Denglong's forceful breakthrough, they could only close the city gates tightly, but after Fan Denglong activated the purification technique and the power of thunder and lightning, the ghost cultivators immediately sang anxiously.

"As long as I pass by here, I don't want to open the killing ring. If you insist on not opening the city gate, then I don't mind letting this place be filled with sorrow."

Fan Denglong stared coldly at the two thousand elite cavalry on the city wall, which were the backbone of Jialan City. If they didn't nod, those ghost cultivators probably wouldn't have the guts.

"You hurt me Jialan City Lord, and you want to pass the level so easily, you are bullying me Jialan City too much."

The leader of the two thousand fine riders stood at the top of the city on a bone horse, extremely displeased.

"Everyone is their own master, and each lives and dies in peace with his destiny."

Fan Denglong laughed loudly, "Furthermore, you Jialan City Lord is located dozens of miles away from me, and I, a Nascent Soul cultivator, can injure a half-step Ghost King cultivator dozens of miles away. Are you out of your mind? ?"

The leader of the fine cavalry held a steel fork and pointed at Fan Denglong, unable to say a word for a long time. Sometimes Fan Denglong is so annoying, one mouth can crawl the dead out of the grave in anger.

"Let's gossip, whether to fight or open the city gate, it's all up to you."

Fan Denglong's purification technique has been raised, and the lightning in the other hand is also flickering, which seems to be brewing.

"So what about fighting, and what about opening the city gates? If you have the ability, you can slaughter all the gates of Jialan City."

The leader of Jingqi was unmoved, he still wanted to avenge his city lord, but he also knew that with the strength of the ghost cultivators of the entire Jialan city, he would not dare to go out of the city to fight for life and death, so he had to rely on the high walls and The guardian formation in the city came to delay time, and Yiqi had already left the city from the south gate, planning to ask for help from other cities.

In such a huge city, a hundred thousand ghost cultivators guarded by two mortals forcibly broke through. If word of this gets out, the entire ghost cultivator region will be reduced to a laughing stock.

The face of the entire Ghost Cultivator region was at stake, and the leader of Jingqi felt that he had to fight for it.

But the Jingqi who was sent out to ask for help was brought back abruptly as soon as he left the city. It was the Jalan City Lord who was injured and unconscious before.

"Let them go,"

The Lord Jialan appeared at the top of the city again, his face was pale, but his tone was very firm, and there was no room for maneuver.

"The castellan,"

The leader of the fine cavalry became impatient. In this way, Jialan City will definitely be ridiculed by other cities in the future.

"Am I still the Jalan City Lord?"

The leader of Jingqi stopped talking, waved his big hand, and the gate of Jialan City opened with a bang. Fan Denglong glanced at the Lord of Jialan City standing on the city wall. The behavior of this man was intriguing.

Obviously, he could ignore this matter, but he decided to stand up and preside over the situation with his wounds, and let the person he hates the most pass the test.

Liang Fan observed the surrounding situation cautiously, as if he was afraid of any danger.

Entering Jialan City, Zhenxian uttered a cry, and returned to Fan Denglong's dantian in a miserable state. There was a restriction in Jialan City, except for two thousand fine riders and Jialan City Lord, other people were not allowed to fly.

This situation made Liang Fan more cautious. He couldn't even do Yujian flying. It was like washing his own neck and putting it under someone else's butcher knife.

The feeling of fate in the hands of others is really unpleasant.

The Lord Jialan moved a little bit, and Liang Fan was going to be nervous for a long time.

No, just waved his hand, and Liang Fan nervously put on a defensive posture, as if he was worried about the main conspiracy of Jialan City.

"The flight from here to the south of the city is a bit far away. The slave family is worried that the two young masters will be exhausted, so they specially asked someone to prepare two war horses for the two young masters to act as legs."

Liang Fan's face turned red and his ears were red, and he treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

"Thank you,"

Fan Denglong cupped his hands towards Jialan City Lord, and without any formality, he got on his horse and swung his whip.

The layout of Jialan City is very simple. There is an area around the city gate for residential areas, and then for commercial areas.Yes, you read that right, it is a commercial area, but the things sold are not as diverse as in human society. There are very few daily necessities such as medicinal materials and magic weapons for ghost cultivation, and there are definitely most things that can be linked to cultivation here.

Further forward is a residential area, then a commercial area, and finally the huge City Lord's Mansion. The center of the entire Jialan City, the straight roads of the four gates in the east, west, north, south, will lead to the City Lord's Mansion.

"really interesting,"

When passing by the City Lord's Mansion, Liang Fan was shocked by the majestic stone statue about ten meters high on the square.

It is a sculpture of the lord of Jialan City, lifelike, with expressive features, as if announcing her dominance over Jialan City.

He just passed by a city in a hurry, but it gave Liang Fan the feeling that the Ghost Cultivation Region would never be stingy with manpower and material resources in order to save face.

(End of this chapter)