Fairy King Dad

"Don't you dare come here."

Ling Qiankun's expression was as calm as a cloud, and he said softly:

"Because you don't dare to bet on our injuries. Yes, we were indeed hit hard and we do need some time to recover."

These words made the legions of the main city alliance look shocked.

Injured!

The three city lords were severely damaged by the attacks of the Fire Lion King's top monsters!

It shouldn't be like this!

City Lord Ling and the others are in the seventh level of Tribulation Transcendence.

Although the Fire Lion King is at the seventh level, they are old, how much strength can they still exert?

Everyone couldn't believe it.

They couldn't figure out how the Fire Lion King and those monsters injured City Lord Ling and the others.

But now, the injury has become a fact and he cannot take action in a short time. Does this mean that... the Giant Peak War launched by the Main City Alliance this time has failed?

Three locations of war!

Death Valley, Giant Peak, Demon Soul Grassland.

The three teams, the sharp power of Demon Soul Grassland failed, and here in Jufeng, if they fail again, this war...the main city alliance can be considered a failure.

Only Death Valley, which Lei Tianjue went to, achieved results. However, Death Valley did not cause heavy casualties to the enemy camp.

For a while.

Many people in the main city alliance have mixed feelings.

There are 900 million legions, so far, including the people brought back by Lord Lei City, the number is just over 100 million.

The main city alliance's legion has been defeated.

There are only thirty or forty people left in the Tribulation Realm across the entire inland sea.

It is no exaggeration to say that this war with the Heavenly King's Palace has pushed back the power of the main city on the inland sea for three hundred years.

At this moment, everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Ling Qiankun was seen with a focused gaze. He looked at Su Chen and said slowly:

"We may need three months to recover, or May? But what about you? This war will never end, and you will eventually lose."

"Not necessarily?"

Ouyang Hua sneered: "Do you think you are invincible?"

Ling Qiankun scoffed: "I know you have some backers, but in this world, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Regardless of my background, what do I, Ling Qiankun, have to fear?"

These words caused some changes in the expressions of Su Chen and others in an instant.

Could it be that there is a more powerful force behind Ling Qiankun?

Just the main city alliance and the Heavenly King's Palace can no longer hold it. If a more powerful force comes, the Jufeng Heavenly King's Palace may be destroyed.

"Disciples from the main city are setting up camp here. The war is not over yet!"

Ling Qiankun gave an order.

He glanced at Su Chen one last time and then slowly retreated.

We must seize the time to heal and recover from the injuries before we can destroy the Heavenly King's Palace.

Many people from the main city alliance set up many tents.

In the huge tent in the center.

Ling Qiankun sat in the front seat.

His face was pale.

As for Qin Changxiong and Lei Tianjue, they have already gone to heal their injuries.

Ling Qiankun listened to a lot of news.

The loss was heavy and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

After a while, Ling Qiankun exhaled a long breath:

"Send people back and use the power of warriors below the god realm. One hundred million legions is too small. Recently, you have each led your team to fight near the giant peak."

The rest of the Tribulation Realm led the team like an assassination team.

All in all, the people in the Heavenly King's Palace cannot be allowed to calm down.

Although, this may cause some tribulation strongmen and existing elite forces to perish.

But Ling Qiankun couldn't care about that much.

He didn't dare to let Jufeng recuperate.

Once the number of heavy armors increases again, they will be too lethal on the battlefield.

The people from the Main City Alliance took a short break.

There is a reconnaissance team observing near the giant peak.

In the Palace of the Heavenly King.

Su Chen and others gathered together.

The Fire Lion King and the others are dead.

There is no time for too much sadness.

"What's next?"

Ma Si took the initiative and said: "It will take almost half a year for Big Brother and the others to come. I am afraid that Ling Qiankun and the others will be able to recover a lot of their combat power in two or three months. By then... it will be difficult to resist."

"The power of the Heavenly King's Palace is too little now, and the total power of cultivation is only about 13 million." Qinglong God of War said with a bitter smile.

Including the more than 8 million cultivation powers in the ancient city, the total is only over 10 million.

There are only about five million cultivation power left in the main world.

I have to say that the war was too cruel.

Life is ruined.

Listen to everyone's words one after another.

Su Chen pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Within ten days, the main world population relocation plan must be completed."

"The warrior defense system should be improved as soon as possible."

Some defensive formations also have a place for warriors with relatively low realms.

It's better than nothing.

As far as the current situation is concerned.

Taking the initiative is like a joke. There are too few people who can use it here in Jufeng.

Moreover, with more than 10 million cultivation powers, most of them are injured and need to be healed and recovered.

In a short period of time, all kinds of resources on Jufeng's side were used, and the amount consumed every day reached a terrifying figure.

A moment later, Su Chen met Li Cheng at the top of a low mountain.

"Li Cheng, try your best to lead the large-scale corpse tide."

Su Chen patted Li Cheng on the shoulder.

His eyes were full of emotion.

Li Cheng has always been a very important presence in the Palace of the Heavenly King from his previous role as a butler to his current status as a clown.

Li Cheng laughed: "Promise to complete the task, King of Heaven, I'm going."

After the words fell, Li Cheng left.

He traveled deep into the Eternal Forest.

The recent period has been a violent period for zombies.

However, the Eternal Forest and Demonic Soul Grassland are relatively peaceful.

All of this is thanks to the power of King Jiao.

The war launched by the Jiao King against the Demon Soul Grassland was extremely destructive.

The army of monsters and beasts headed to the depths of the Eternal Forest and fought a bloody path. More than half of the corpse kings in this area were destroyed.

Therefore, it is still somewhat difficult for Li Cheng to assemble a group of corpses and influence the tide of corpses.

At night.

Ye Qingning, Luo Luo, Ouyang Han and others, after a short period of repair, they finally washed their bodies and put on new clothes.

"Where's dad?"

Luoluo looked around in front of a villa.

Ye Qingning was sitting in the courtyard. She said softly: "Going to the west of Jufeng."

The western part of the giant peak is where the monster beasts are currently entrenched.

"Shall we go take a look?"

Luoluo invited.

"OK."

Ye Qingning nodded.

The mother and daughter flew towards the west of the giant peak.

A moment later, they saw Su Chen and Little Taurus on a mountain peak. In front of them were thousands of monsters.

All the old monsters in the Jufeng Tribulation Realm were dead.

Currently, only Little Taurus is in the Tribulation Realm.

They are appeasing the monster.

Most of the surviving monsters are young.

They...should not go to war.

Su Chen looked ahead, with a hint of helplessness between his brows.

Eight million monsters were seriously injured.

The power that Jufeng can call upon now is too little...

"dad."

Luoluo and Ye Qingning flew over.

The presence of two little fairies made Su Chen feel better.

Su Chen smiled and said: "You..."

When I was about to say something.

Su Chen's expression suddenly changed!

Only the far west is visible.

A mountain where monsters live.

Suddenly, more than 100,000 people flew out from the forest at the foot of the mountain.

There were nearly twenty people in the Tribulation Realm. They took crazy shots and bombarded them with magical powers one after another.

There were estimated to be thousands of monsters on a mountain peak. In just ten seconds, more than 90% of them died on the spot.

The main city alliance's 100,000 assassination team immediately retreated.

The distance was relatively far, Su Chen breathed quickly and flew over quickly.

Saw the mess all over the ground.

Su Chen's fists were clenched.

"Palace Master."

The leader in yellow clothes flew from behind. He looked into the distance and sighed: "The two patrol teams over there were wiped out."

Only when the patrol team is wiped out can the people from the main city alliance kill them quietly.

"It seems that they are going to fight an assassination battle."

The leader in yellow clothes gradually frowned.

After the first wave of war, the strength of the two sides was compared, and the main city alliance still had a large number of people.

"Assassination battle?"

Su Chen's eyes flashed with a cold luster:

"Then let's have a dozen."

Leaving a fallen leaf on the spot, Su Chen flashed forward and flew forward.

‘I have the magical power of fallen leaves, and I can come and go as I please. Are you going to fight an assassination battle with me? ’

Su Chen's heart burned with a raging fire.

If you want to kill, just kill them all.

Su Chen flew over openly and openly.

Submerged in the jungle, he did not hide his aura.

Ling Qiankun and the others have so many methods that they can definitely warn of Su Chen's presence.

Instead of doing this, it is better to fight head-on.

Soon, Su Chen was only ten miles away from the alliance camp in the main city.

Ling Qiankun suddenly flew into the air.

"How dare you come."

Ling Qiankun stretched out his right hand, and a palm print appeared out of thin air: "Kill you. The dragons in the Heavenly King's Palace will be leaderless and will soon perish."

Sensing the breath of the palm print, Su Chen smiled coldly: "You've become so vain, are you still bragging?"

Supreme Divine Fist, Nirvana!

Su Chen punched and exploded Ling Qiankun's palm print!

Even though Ling Qiankun was very weak, Su Chen still needed to use his strongest magical power to resist his weakest attack.

The gap in realm is still irreparable.

Su Chen kept getting closer to the enemy camp.

As a result, Ling Qiankun took action one after another.

But his magical powers and spells all revealed the fact that Ling Qiankun was physically weak.

Su Chen kept fighting with him.

When he got closer, Ling Qiankun had to increase the intensity of his attack.

One of his magical sword skills brought out the strength at the peak of the sixth level.

After this move, Ling Qiankun's breathing accelerated slightly.

"oh?"

Ling Qiankun was seriously injured.

Su Chen felt that even if Ling Qiankun took action, it would affect the recovery of his injuries.

It's hard to resist this magical move.

Su Chen returned to Jufeng as soon as the leaves fell.

"snort!"

Ling Qiankun snorted coldly, and the hundreds of thousands of people who flew into the camp at low altitude also fell back to rest.

However, two hours passed.

"Ling Xiao'er, come out and die!"

Su Chen...is here!

Ling Qiankun's face was dark. Facing Su Chen who was staring at him eagerly, how could he let Su Chen enter the camp?

Even if Su Chen is only given a few seconds, it will probably cause a lot of chaos.

So, Ling Qiankun took action again...

Su Chen resisted the magical power, but when he kept getting closer, Ling Qiankun had no choice but to use stronger strength.

An astonishing sword energy spread across the void and fell towards Su Chen.

Su Chen grinned: "See you next time."

The figure turned into fallen leaves and slowly dissipated.

Before leaving, Su Chen cast a blue dragon finger, and the light flashed, killing several low-level cultivators in the distance and leaving!

Ling Qiankun's eyes were full of anger:

"Su Changfeng!"

He was a dignified seventh-level cultivator, and was ridden on the head by a fourth-level peak cultivator. This feeling of anger stimulated Ling Qiankun's nerves.

But he didn't expect that Su Chen's assassination battle had just begun.

An hour later.

Not far from the camp, Su Chen flew into the air:

"Ling Qiankun!"

Hiss!

In a tent, Ling Qiankun took a breath of cold air, his arms were shaking, and he was about to explode!