Dragon King City is located fifty miles away in a straight line.

Compared with the cultivator's feet, the distance can be said to be quite close.

It took only about two hours to rush on the road.

Of course, this is compared to ordinary practitioners.

If a strong man like Jiufing God Ni and Uncle Jiu has fully developed his Taoism, he would be able to walk as fast as he could.

It's fine to travel fifty miles in one hour.

However, the cultivation level of the entire team is uneven, and the task of the first team is to take a feint attack to attract the attention of Dragon King City.

It doesn't take all your strength to rush, but slows down a little.

Of course, alertness is a must.

If you are attacked, it will be more than worth the effort.

In the crowd, many monks were chatting while rushing.

"If I can take down Dragon King City today, it will be really relieved."

"No, so many of our fellow brothers have died at the hands of these demons. This time I take the initiative to attack, I must kill a few more to take revenge."

"Don't be careless. There are many demonic paths in the Dragon King City, and there are also corpse and monster ghost slaves."

"I'm afraid of a bird! Have you forgotten that we still have reinforcements?"

"That's right, we still have reinforcements, we can do it as soon as we meet..."

“…”

Every monk grinds his fists and looks forward to the battle.

The Fusang Onmyoji who reported the news had arrived in the Dragon King City in advance at an extremely fast speed.

In the dilapidated hall, an old woman with a dry face was drinking with a bowl of blood.

As the blood was constantly drunk into the body, the old woman's appearance gradually changed.

The folds disappear, the skin bulges, becoming smooth, white and elastic.

It's not someone else, it's the person who is currently talking to Dragon King City, Hua Muzi.

After being injured before, I have been recuperating in Dragon King City these days.

Because she is already an old woman over 80 years old, she needs to drink three bowls of hot human blood every day to stay young forever.

She wiped her bloody mouth with a handkerchief, then looked at her subordinates below indifferently and said:

"The quality of blood on the vine is getting lower and lower."

Onmyoji, who is called Fuji, stands straight:

"Hi! Report to Lord Huamuzi, there is no family in a radius of fifty miles.

Young men aged ten to sixteen are even more difficult to find…”

Before he finished speaking, Hua Muzi was furious:

"So, do you just use inferior products as good products and offer this squad with blood of this quality?"

"Damn it!"

"Hmph, you deserve to die.

But now, you can't die.

Increase the scope and do not offer the best blood to me every day..."

"Hi!"

He spoke respectfully and was about to retreat.

But at this time, a man stumbled and ran in yelling:

"Not good, no good good, Mr. Huamuzi..."

"What's going on? As the Onmyoji of the Nine Ju Sect, what kind of morality is it?"

Hua Muzi scolded in Fusang language.

The Onmyoji hurriedly stood firm:

"Grand of Huamuzi, Baishamen attacked, come to our Dragon King City!"

When Hua Muzi and Tengxia heard this, they were shocked and shocked.

Before Hanumi could react, she grabbed the Onmyoji's collar:

"Baga! What did you say about working? Baishamen cannot protect himself. How dare you attack our Dragon King City?"

"Your Excellency Teng, I'm not lying.

The White Shamen basically all went out and they were already coming to our Dragon King City in a mighty way!”

Tengxia was extremely angry when he saw that his subordinates had not spoken.

Before, Jiuju and his sect were defeated.

He didn't even speak out of this tone now.

Now, this White Sword is not hiding among the White Sword.

In fact, he dared to take the initiative to attack their Dragon King City.

What's the meaning?

Look down on them?

This made me feel angry and very angry.

"Signe, die, die!"

Hua Muzi frowned.

This old lady is a personal sensual.

Often, they will not act irritably, and there will be monsters when things go wrong.

Logically speaking, it is difficult for Baishamen to defend Baishamen with just a few manpowers.

Today, it is too abnormal to dare to attack their Dragon King City.

So he spoke continuously:

"Tele to pay close attention to the movements of Chinese monks.

Take it down, you go and wake up the corpse soldiers.

All the staff in Dragon King City are prepared just in case.

No matter whether they are true or false, there is any conspiracy.

Our Dragon King City has an absolute advantage…”

"Hi!"

After hearing this, the two of them took the order and left.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Muzi was left in the dilapidated hall.

Hua Muzi turned around, half-kneeled on the ground at this time, and whispered:

"Elder..."

A pair of eyes opened in the depths of the dark hall:

“The Chinese are scheming, and so are monks.

But with me here, you can rest assured.

Go!

Let these Chinese monks know how powerful we Fusang monks are.

Let the brilliance of the nine chrysanthemum shine on the entire Chinese land..."

"Hi!"

Hua Muzi responded, as if she had obtained permission and became energetic.

He strides and begins to walk out of the dilapidated hall.

Outside the hall, there was a rush of people.

"Array, collection..."

"Awaken the corpse soldiers!"

“…”

For a moment, various curses sounded.
To be continued...