Sky Prison: Sign To The Prison Suppression Demons At The Beginning Of The Game

Chapter 83 The Aeon Brothers Are Here

The scorching sun is in the sky, the scorching sun is like a rainbow, and the dazzling sun pours on the earth, adding a bit of solemnity and tragic for the safety of the imperial city.

The Temple of Heaven, on the altar with a height of several tens of feet in the center, Li Xinglan is dressed in plain clothes, wiped his forehead with a white scarf, and his long hair is shining in the sun.

On the left and right sides, King Huai Li An and Prince Li Chun looked solemn, each carrying a jar of wine in their hands, and pressing the other hand on their respective swords.

Below the altar, five thousand dead soldiers of the Nanhuai Army raised their heads to look at the three Li Xinglan above, with grim expressions.

Under the Temple of Heaven, the people who were about to retreat, the remaining soldiers of the three armies, Zhongyihou and others who were salvaging porcelain by the Lizi River, stopped their figure and looked towards the Temple of Heaven. The altar was like an immortal. Of three people.

“I have a word, and the armed forces will listen.”

Li Xinglan picked up the Jiuli Tianjing, and the sound shook the imperial city. Everyone pricked their ears and stared at him intently.

“In the past, there was no way. I am Li’s Martial God. I went to the northwestern polar regions, held high the flag of righteousness, gathered all over the world, and fought in the north and the south for decades, swept across the sky and the north, and created the foundation of the world.”

“Now, the emperor is newly dead, the snakes and rats of the six countries of the East Continent, the embarrassed, and the soldiers have committed our imperial city.”

“Training my imperial land and killing my compatriots in Dali, I ask the monarchs, can I fight?”

Below the altar, five thousand dead men raised their spears high at the same time, and the sound shook the sky.

“kill!”

Li Xinglan took the wine jar from Li Anhuai, raised it high, and at the same time suddenly pulled out Li Chun’s crown prince with a sword, his tone sonorous.

“Okay, today, I, Li Xinglan, pointed at Qingtian with a sword and swears to rank.”

“In this battle, whether you win or lose, I will definitely let the Tianbeixiao mice understand that I am not to be deceived.”

“Anyone who commits crimes against our Dali State will be punishable even if it is far away!”

The dead men below immediately looked at Li Xinglan with firm eyes and shouted again.

“kill!”

Li Xinglan opened the wine altar in his hand and drank it from the sky at the altar. After a while, an altar of strong wine was poured into his belly. Li Xinglan blushed and slammed the wine altar to the ground and smashed it to pieces. At the same time, he smashed Li Chun’s matching sword. , Hurled violently into the Temple of Heaven, at the center of the five thousand dead men, with a crazy laugh.

“Qingfeng Sanchi breaks the chaotic world, Kuangge sips on the man’s line.”

Big geese never give up when flying south, not to mention the Dali people of my generation.

I use this wine to strengthen the three armies, and this sword to the kings.

Since ancient times, the family and the country have been in the world, and they are both good but dead without a name! ”

After that, Li Xinglan took out his own identity jade pendant and crushed it with one hand in front of everyone.

“Three days later, I, Li Xinglan, will share the East Gate with the monarchs. The flag will not fall, the drums will be beaten, and the battle will be deadly!”

On the Temple of Heaven, five thousand dead men looked at Li Xinglan’s gaze, reverent like a god.

Everyone opened the wine altar in their arms together, drank dreadfully, and after a moment, a tragic sound that rushed straight into the Xiao Han resounded through the imperial city.

“I’m waiting to follow your Highness and fight the East Gate!”

In the imperial city, seeing this scene and hearing this decisive voice, the soldiers of the three armed forces have scarlet eyes, and their hands holding weapons, all veins violent, and Blood Qi surges.

On both sides of the Li Ci River, the people who were still desperately preventing Zhongyi Hou from salvaging Li Ci, heard this voice, they also burst into tears, and started crying in twos and threes.

Standing on the altar, Li Xinglan turned around silently, turned his back to the crowd, and stared at the scorching sun blankly.

…

Time, if the white horse passes the gap, it is suddenly gone.

In the imperial city, whether it is on the wall or in the street, there are lifelike Li porcelain figures standing majestically, under the east gate tower, Li Xinglan alone holds the halberd, and looks back at the countless Li porcelain behind him. There is an inexplicable confidence.

Five thousand dead soldiers were arranged by him on the east city gate wall, each holding a flag, standing at a distance among a group of Li porcelain, holding the battle flag, and moving in the wind.

Although it was a deadly battle against the East Gate, Li Xinglan knew the true purpose of their battle.

One is to buy time.

The second is to divert attention.

The third is to lure the enemy deeper.

In fact, the people in the imperial city last night were basically transferred seven or eighty-eight. Today, it was Li Ang’s more than one hundred thousand Nanhuai army who retreated from the back of the palace.

But one thing is fatal, that is, Li Xinglan himself doesn’t know when the east wind will rise.

At this time, although there are often strong winds, Li Xinglan can’t call the wind and call the rain.

So at this time, he doesn’t know how long he needs to fight for.

As for the distraction, Li Xinglan is not worried about this.

Suspecting soldiers is still very necessary for now.

The Six Nations Iron Cavalry is not a fool. There is no need to keep a great imperial city from being captured, but to chase and kill the millions of people migrating to the northwest.

Fengyin is not a vegetarian, not to mention that there are tens of thousands of Yulin Army of Old Houye and more than one hundred thousand Nanhuai Army Queen.

He believed that the cavalry chased by the Six Nations, after being deflated once or twice, would never dare to chase rashly.

After all, the ancient capital of thousands of years, the value of the safety of the imperial city is far higher than that of a group of unarmed Dali people.

In the past two days, Li Xinglan did not delay signing in, but he was a little surprised that what he signed in was somewhat unexpected.

The nameless loyal soul!

This is what Li Xinglan signed in in the imperial city these past two days.

This is his second place to sign in and out of this kind of thing besides the Unknown Tomb in Jiujiang City.

I don’t know why, Li Xinglan discovered that he had been accepted by Qi Sea, but he had never recognized his loyalty list for all ages, and had been agitated in recent days.

The sign-in of the nameless loyal soul made Li Xinglan faintly feel that perhaps after the imperial city catastrophe, he could be recognized by the loyal soul list of the eternal world.

Li Xinglan has a strange feeling for the loyal soul list of all ages.

The unreachable are always in commotion!

Now that six years have passed, Li Xinglan still doesn’t understand the correct way to open this divine object, but recently, the loyal soul list has begun to stir again.

In addition, he was still in the Dali Imperial City, outside the Tomb of the Unknown, and signed the Unknown Loyalty Soul.

It seems that everything is fine!

Intuition tells him that the Eternal Loyalty Ranking is definitely one piece, and it is no less helpful to him than the existence of the prison demon!

This feeling is very strong.

After signing in for six years, Li Xinglan actually got a lot of things, what martial arts, what weapons Magic Treasures, what Medicine Pill classics, can be said to have everything.

However, there were not many that really made him satisfied, and even a lot of martial arts and supernatural powers, which he left behind soon after he learned it, were of no use at all.

Especially during this period, he understood a truth in the battle of the imperial city.

The master moves, victory or defeat is only in an instant. The use of martial arts is actually a joke.

Things that are embroidered with fists and legs will never make it to the battlefield.

No matter how good you play, it’s not as good as a side-by-side stab.

Martial arts are killing skills, not juggling.

Therefore, after Li Xinglan entered the imperial city, he has always deliberately used his own fighting skills, and deliberately forgot some useless martial arts.

Because of this, the advancement of the Prison Suppression Demon is more important than Martial Dao Realm’s Ascension in Li Xinglan’s heart.

It’s like the bloody battle that is about to be faced. Could it be that he can match the hundreds of thousands of cavalry in the six countries by martial arts?

Does not!

That would only speed up the passing of his physical strength and Spirit Power. What he can really rely on is actually the Prison Suppression Demon.

Only the powerful physical physique of the Prison Suppression Demon could support him to delay time.

When his physical strength is gone, he can still use Movement Technique and burn Spirit Power to escape.

Spirit Power is exhausted, even if he can fight again, he can only be besieged to death.