Into another world with Naruto

St. Joyce judged all lives in the City of Hope in just four words. At this moment, the City of Hope burst into tears.

Cang Ye and Breed wanted to stop them. They had both fought with Li Xi. Li Xi stated several times that taking the holy sword was not his original intention, and they believed it. However, in front of St. Joyaf, they were dignified Dharma Saints. His identity is like a primary school student who dares not even say a word when faced with a strict teacher.

Saint-Joyaf tapped his finger, and a mysterious six-pointed star array appeared in front of him. Space energy rolled in and swarmed in, and the colorful energy beams were waiting with authority.

On the city wall of the City of Hope, no one dared to resist the ninth-level Dharma God. Nohan anxiously said to Feilin: "Your Highness, please leave quickly."

"Mother, please go."

Biyaru was also pleading. This time was different from the previous few days. Just the fact that those people outside the city had just killed three gods made them completely despair. What kind of power was that? Even the gods were instantly wiped out.

This is the sorrow of the weak. In the face of the strong, everything is powerless except passive endurance.

"Little girl Feilin, come with me. Although St. Joya is a ninth-level magic god, he still has to sell us a little face of the dragon clan." The ancient blue dragon Skomachi now has no confidence. His face is uneasy, and his feet are hesitant. I'm afraid that as long as Feilin agrees, he will run away immediately.

Feilin smiled bitterly. These people didn't understand the terror of the ninth-level Dharma God. Even if it was just a clone, their tricks that they thought were life-saving were as ridiculous as paper in front of him. He didn't see her thinking that she had many kinds of tricks before. Are the protection methods no longer used?

"No, it's all in vain. Thank you for your company. May the world be with us forever." When Felin saw that the light beam of the magic circle in front of Saint Joya had shot out, she knew that her life was over.

Obviously there are still many things that have not been done, many people have not seen it, and there are still many honors that have not been enjoyed, but at this moment, Feilin can only close his eyes and choose to accept it all.

Barbarian Cage and the others were unwilling to give in. They roared and raised their battle axes. If they didn't do something now, they would be unwilling to give in.

Sicomach flew away in an instant, but Feilin didn't want to leave. He wasn't the kind of dragon to force others, so it was more important to save his own life.

When the light beam first shot out from the magic circle, it was only as thick as a finger, but it immediately doubled in size. According to the current growth rate, it will turn into a destructive light beam of more than [-] meters before reaching the City of Hope.

"Immortal Technique·Psychic Technique·Five-Level Rashomon"

At the moment when the beam of destruction streaked across the sky and was about to wipe out the City of Hope from the wasteland, two figures suddenly appeared outside the city, causing the City of Hope to boil.

The ground was shaking, and five huge iron gates with the ringing sound of wind chimes rose from the ground.

The soil was pushed away, and the thickness of each solid gold iron gate reached an astonishing five meters, and the height exceeded the city wall of the City of Hope. The evil ghost totems above each iron gate looked like ferocious and terrifying figures, eager to eat blood. , the five iron gates are like the strongest barriers guarding the City of Hope.

"boom"

With a crisp sound, the first Rashomon was penetrated in an instant. The huge hole with a diameter of ten meters caused the metal to melt. Drops of metallic liquid dripped from the Rashomon, but before the first Rashomon could be penetrated, the metal began to melt. Disappeared, the power of the beam of destruction light shot through the second and third Rashomon Gate without any loss. In this short period of a few hundred meters, the diameter of the beam of destruction light had reached a terrifying 40 meters.

Saint Joya's strength was terrifying to the point of despair. Li Xi's Rashomon was blessed by immortal magic, and the triple Rashomon still couldn't withstand it for a moment.

The fourth level Rashomon resisted slightly, but under the all-round suppression of the beam of destruction, the entire Rashomon was blown away.

The roaring wind and the surge of energy tore two huge cracks in the earth. Li Xi stood behind the Rashomon Gate, and the hem of his clothes was blown away.

With his finger across his mouth, Li Xi was ready. As long as the fifth Rashomon in front of him was defeated, he would channel the fifth Rashomon again. Under successive Rashomons, Li Xi would I don’t believe that this can’t block Saint-Joyaf’s blow.

The power of the beam of destruction, which had been weakened by the first four Rashomon gates, was reduced by half, and hit the fifth Rashomon gate. The energy of the collision collapsed and refracted the sunlight into colorful rays.

Fei Mo stood quietly behind Li Xi holding the holy sword. Fei Mo anxiously pointed the holy sword at the beam of destruction in front of him, trying to make the holy sword take action, but the holy sword had no intention of being obedient and was still looking after itself. Playing by himself, Feimo didn't even have the energy to get angry.

Along the way, she has completely understood Shengjian's temper. He is just like a child who has not grown up. He can do whatever he wants when he is happy, but cannot do anything when he is unhappy.

"boom"

The fifth Rashomon gate finally couldn't stop it from being smashed into pieces. Looking at the pillar of destruction that expanded to a diameter of more than a hundred meters in front of him, Li Xi's hands were already pressed to the ground.

Before Li Xi could use his psychic skills, St. Joyce in the distance flicked his sleeves, and the beam of destruction that could level the City of Hope disappeared.

The strong wind weakened, the energy was restored, and ordinary people could once again see the situation outside the city.

Before he could feel lucky to have survived, in the blink of an eye he was cheered like crazy by the appearance of the figure outside the city.

"The city lord is back."

"The Lord of the City is back."

"We are saved."

The city lord of the City of Hope, the lord of the wasteland, the S-class mercenary, the God Killer, and the dragon messenger of the undead dragon army. As long as he is around, the City of Hope will be safe. This is the consensus of everyone.

Li Xi tapped his foot lightly. On the ground outside the City of Hope, the sound of dragon roars sounded underground. The earthen bags arched up, and skinny undead dragons full of cracks emerged from the ground.

Li Xi looked very unhappy. He had spent so much money to feed these giant dragons, but when the City of Hope was in danger of being destroyed, none of these undead dragons dared to come out.

Because of the relationship between the reincarnation of the dirty land, these undead dragons obviously felt that Li Xi's mood was wrong, and they roared around the City of Hope one by one.

When the human army saw such a giant dragon team, they immediately formed a military formation without any fear. The elite troops had always regarded giant dragons as imaginary enemies. They had already prepared ways to deal with them. Now they saw the giant dragons filling the sky. , the trump cards that had been prepared long ago were revealed one by one.

A large dragon-hunting crossbow was quickly assembled. The ten-meter-long arrow shaft was engraved with mysterious magic lines. The half-meter-long crossbow arrow with Mitsubishi barb flashed with a chilling light. As long as it was shot by such a dragon-hunting crossbow, The giant dragon will also be like a long fish pierced by a harpoon, tortured to death.

A squadron with two dragon-hunting crossbows immediately covered more than ten kilometers of land like blooming plum blossoms.

There are also some lower level magicians who follow the army and stand according to the fixed magic array. The combined magic array can make ordinary magic exert unimaginable power across levels.

Human warriors of level seven or above form a human wall in front of spellcasters like Saint Joyaf. The warriors protect the spellcasters. This is a traditional method of warfare since ancient times.

"Yes, you still have some responsibility as a man. Hand over the Holy Sword and you can continue to live." Saint-Joyaf's voice was cold, and the giant dragons flying in the sky were not enough to make him raise his eyes.

Feimo raised his hand, and the holy sword was stuck in Feimo's hand and could not leave. This once again showed that it was not that they would not hand it over, but that the holy sword would not leave.

"In that case, Her Royal Highness the Princess, please come back with us." St. Joyef had no emotion at all, and the Princess of the Empire was nothing more than that in his eyes.

"Senior Dharma God, I worked hard to bring Her Royal Highness the eldest princess back from Isengard. If you just want to take her back with just one word, do you think you don't take me seriously?"

Li Xi wore mysterious eye shadow on his face, and he was ready to go all out in immortal mode.

Saint Joaeff said coldly: "Okay, then use your blood to witness the majesty of the empire."