Fantasy Falls: I Awaken Dragon Blood

Uncle Jiu has been living a pretty good life recently. There are a lot of ghosts in Fengtian City. As a master of catching ghosts, Uncle Jiu's status has also been rising.

Looking for talisman and seal script? Ask Uncle Jiu.

Bewitched? Find Uncle Jiu.

Being beaten up by a ghost? Find Uncle Jiu.

Which girl do you like? It’s better to find Uncle Jiu! Uncle Jiu will help you with the matchmaking...

Uncle Jiu is the most virtuous and respected person in Qinglong City.

When I found Uncle Jiu, he was drinking the fine Longjing. He was holding the teapot in his left hand, and holding the talisman brush tightly in his right hand. He put some fine cinnabar on it, and the brush strokes were flowing like dragons and snakes. In one go, he painted...a picture of a chicken.

Takumi chart...

"Uncle Jiu's picture of the Phoenix Crying in the Nine Heavens is so majestic."

Ji Longcheng walked into Uncle Jiu's room and complimented.

Uncle Jiu's room is filled with calligraphy and paintings of famous people that others pay homage to, ranging from domestic ink paintings of mountains to Western colorful ink paintings.

Wait, this is the little Japanese girl U photo that Sun Xiaojing gave to Uncle Jiu. Isn’t this bullying Uncle Jiu for not knowing how to count? Is there such a bully?

The corners of Ji Longcheng's mouth twitched.

Uncle Jiu thought Ji Longcheng was laughing at his painting skills, so he coughed and said calmly.

"Little Doyle, little Doyle."

"I'm tired of drawing symbols every day, so I need to hone my drawing skills."

Uncle Jiu calmly rolled up the picture of a chicken pecking at rice.

"What's the matter?"

Uncle Jiu pretended to hold the shelf.

Ji Longcheng then told Uncle Jiu about the thin spiritual energy that made it difficult to practice, and asked Uncle Jiu if he had any ideas.

Uncle Jiu thought for a while.

"Spirit Gathering Formation."

"There is no spiritual vein here. If you want to practice, you can only set up a spirit gathering array and barely gather a little of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"My Maoshan spirit gathering array has been arranged in this room."

Ji Longcheng felt it. In Uncle Jiu's room, the concentration of spiritual energy was twice as strong as outside. However, the base of the spiritual energy was too low. Even twice as strong would be limited.

"Can the effect of the spirit gathering array be improved further?"

"If I exert all my strength and arrange the Maoshan Great Spirit Gathering Array, my spiritual energy will double again!"

Uncle Jiu said confidently.

"No one in the world can set up this formation without a single shot."

Ji Longcheng sighed and shook his head. Maybe the time to practice the "Huangji World-Suppressing Art" has not yet come.

Now, it's time for him to do another thing.

Before I knew it, it was night.

As night falls, the deep blue sky is dotted with countless small stars. Twinkling, they are embedded in the dark night curtain, like shining gems.

Ji Longcheng sat alone on the edge of a tall building, clasping his hands on his chin, staring at the stars in the sky. His golden eyes were like stars falling on the earth, reflecting the night sky.

Tonight, there is no fighting, nor the urgency of the past, but only calmness and indifference.

The past with Qin Zhaojun has always been like a heavy boulder pressing on his chest, making him breathless, and like a wedge being inserted into his heart, making him feel unbearable pain and restless.

Now, he has let it go.

Is it a sense of relief? Or something else? Ji Longcheng can't tell what it feels like.

But the tranquility now is so good.

The Chen Clan must be destroyed. Ji Longcheng took a sip of thin wine and a trace of hatred rose on his face.

His mother's death could not be in vain. No matter how much Qin Zhaojun loved him, he saved his life in the end. How could he turn a blind eye to this?

Ji Longcheng would never stand it if Chen Clan was allowed to live freely and dominate the imperial capital.

Chen Clan has repeatedly made trouble for Ji Longcheng, harmed himself and brought harm to his family. Now, it is time.

"This time, I took the initiative to come to you."

Ji Longcheng shook the wine bottle and muttered to himself.

The best way is to hit Chen Clan from a distance without alerting the snake.

"The lightning storm in "Red Alert", let me see how you handle it..."

Ji Longcheng took another sip of wine and regained his previous calmness.

When the morning sun first rose, it did not shine out a cloud of fire, but was surrounded by a light rose-colored morning glow.

The morning sun began to rise slowly into the sky like a flat palace lantern. In an instant, it formed a round wheel of fire, rising high and spraying out thousands of golden blades, covering everything with a brilliant glow.

The golden light scattered by the rising sun is like two big hands. It pushes away the fog, draws the outline of high-rise buildings, and lifts the veil hanging over the city. The glow is endless and beautiful.

The autumn morning was still relatively cold, and a thin layer of water vapor condensed on Ji Longcheng's black windbreaker.

"City Lord, everyone has finished lining up."

A sturdy young man stepped onto the top floor, it was Qi Tongwei.

"Is Han Fei here?"

"Arrived."

"Inform all soldiers that Qinglong City will be rebuilt today."

Ji Longcheng threw away the wine bottle, stood up and opened his arms to face the rising sun.

This building is a hundred meters high, and its entire body is like a sharp sword. Ji Longcheng stands on the top of the building, and at a glance, the figures below are densely packed like ants.

Looking again, more than 100,000 elite soldiers lined up in the square, flags fluttering, and a sea of ​​people.

Their spirit is no longer what it was before the end of the world. They carry swords on their backs, hold various firearms in their hands, and their eyes are as sharp as falcons.

"Everyone has wondered why we should abandon Qinglong Valley."

"Qinglong City has been destroyed, are we still considered people of Qinglong City?"

"Today, you will get the answer. Today, Qinglong City will be rebuilt."

"In Fengtian, a giant human city overrun by zombies, Qinglong City will be reborn from the ashes."

"Humanity, never surrender!"

Ji Longcheng's voice was sonorous and powerful, and the roar of mountains and tsunamis came from below.

They, humans, must be the final victors. They defeated the zombies, eliminated the evil ghosts, and expelled the mutated beasts. The city of Fengtian originally belonged to humans, and it belongs to humans now.

"Today, you will witness a miracle!"

Ji Longcheng's eyes burst into dazzling golden light.

"BGM "Starry Sky"!"

"Yan Ling? Emperor!"

"Yan Ling? The king's chosen servant!"

"Teigu? Haunted by evil spirits!"

Ji Longcheng added all the buffs to himself, more than doubling his strength.

"Susanoh!"

Hime Ryūjo's Mangekyou Sharingan is running, and the golden armor and whiskers rise from the ground.

To this day, the Susanoo of Jiryu Castle wears armor, has all four limbs, and is majestic, just like the real body. Except for the fact that he has no wings, he is almost a complete Susanoo.

The height of the golden-armored Susana reached a terrifying seventy meters, which was not very far from Uchiha Madara's hundred-meter Susan.

Susan stood in front of the building, and his height was only a head lower. At this moment, everyone's breathing stopped, but in an instant, they were filled with enthusiasm.

With such a powerful Dragon King leading them, no zombies or ghosts can be their enemy in Qinglong City.

Kaneki's pupils narrowed suddenly. When Ji Ryucheng fought with him, he didn't use all his strength at all. Maybe Ji Ryucheng didn't even use half of his strength when he defeated him.

"Is this all your strength? It's really...desperate."

Kaneki's eyes burst out with a strong fighting spirit. Suddenly, he felt a catfish holding his hand. He turned around and looked, and it was Kirishima Touka who was gritting his teeth.

Kirishima Touka shook her head at him, which meant that she was very satisfied with her current life and that Kaneki should stop going against Ji Ryujo.

Kaneki was stunned. He looked at Kirishima Touka's slightly bulging belly, smiled bitterly, and the fighting spirit in his eyes gradually faded away.

Opposite to Kaneki, Homura is in a good mood. As a Chinese ghoul, he surrenders without any psychological burden. In addition, he has a good personal relationship with Wang Shou, so his life is pretty good.

He even joined Wang Shou's hunting team and exchanged merit points for food. Yes, there must be brave men at the high price, and many soldiers were willing to sell their blood to him.

But soon, Yan regretted it. He wanted to save some merit points to exchange his skills.

Han Fei was supported by Wu Song. His face was pale. He was free from the parasitic infection and his body was average. It could be said that half of his life was gone.

But Han Fei looked very excited.

"One hundred thousand elite armored warriors."

"Incredible supernatural power."

"This world is a bit interesting."

Han Fei had studied the position of military advisor for a long time and came to the conclusion that Qinglong City was a force that was keen on foreign wars and extremely martial. In this regard, it was very similar to the Qin Dynasty under the rule of Emperor Qin Yingzheng.

Soon, Ji Longcheng made new moves.

"Yan Ling? Jun Yan!"

Susanoo held up King Flame like he was holding up a blazing little sun.

"go!"

Susanoo threw the little sun out, and the sun sank into the tall building in the distance.

boom!

The sun dispersed, large waves of monarch flames raged, steel melted, and buildings collapsed. From time to time in the golden flames, the wails of ghosts and ghosts were heard, as well as the helpless zombies.

The flames of the monarch covered the area for several miles, and it looked like it would burn for a while.

Jilong City has already had people clean up the materials in this area. Only the reinforced concrete was burned, so it doesn't seem like a waste.

At the same time, all the soldiers had a thought in their minds: Dragon King, if dozens of little suns go down on you, there will be no zombies alive in Fengtian City.

Co-authored: Let's fight zombies as a training exercise, right?

Jun Yan retreated, and the ground was burned into a translucent golden glass shape. This scene was no surprise to everyone. The original Qinglong City ruins looked like this.

Susanoo of Jiryu Castle stood on the golden ground in the heat wave, and everyone held their breath.

The reconstruction of Qinglong City mentioned by the city lord is definitely not such a simple operation. Next, we are ready to witness the miracle.

Ji Longcheng took out the city founding order and the gang founding order.

"Use the city founding order!"

The simple building order disappeared, and in an instant, a golden and simple palace rose from the ground.

The main hall is thirty meters high and is red and black in color. It covers an area of ​​about ten acres and is decorated with carved dragons and painted buildings and flying eaves and animals. It is not domineering at all.

At the main entrance of the main hall, there is a plaque with blue background and gold edge. In the middle, there are three gilded official scripts of "Qinglong Palace".

[Congratulations, you successfully established the human city, Qinglong City...]

[Qinglong City Level: Level 1...]

[Unlock the main building...]

[Unlock the level 1 building mission hall...]

[Unlock the level 1 building Qinglong City Warehouse...]

Next to Qinglong Hall, there are two buildings rising from the ground, which are slightly smaller than Qinglong Hall.

But you think they have very little space? You are totally wrong.

Produced by Tiandao, it must be a high-quality product.

All the buildings built under the city founding order used Xumina mustard technology. The interior space of the warehouse is no smaller than the Shenwei space, and the space can also be expanded with the upgrade of the main building.

The foundation of Qinglong City began with the city founding order.