I Have a City in a Different World

Half of the body was wrapped in hot magma, and fell heavily from the sky to the ground, landing on a sand dune.

Like the process of weathering being accelerated by a million times, that half of the huge body quickly decayed, the flesh and blood turned into fly ash, and in the blink of an eye, only the huge bones were left.

The demon gods watched this scene in despair, only to feel that their beliefs had collapsed. They really couldn't believe that the omnipotent controller was defeated?

Even if it did not fall at this moment, the defeat was already doomed, and there was no chance of a comeback at all.

"Little bug, let me see where you are running away!"

Seeing that the controller fled, the War Mad Lord directly chased and killed him, completely ignoring whether he would encounter an ambush.

Even though this is the world controlled by the Demon Race, he is not afraid, obviously he is extremely confident in his own strength.

A building cultivator like him must have attacked countless planes. Although the demon plane is not weak, it is not necessarily in the eyes of the war mad lord.

If they dared to let Tang Zhen lure the controller to come, they must have the means to win, and now it seems that this is the case.

Facts have proved that the controller is not the opponent of the monk in the building at all, and it is quite difficult to successfully escape from this place.

Just as the mad lord was chasing him away, the huge waves surging in the distance suddenly turned blood red.

This red is blood, and the smell is sour.

Pieces of flesh and blood as huge as houses, like fallen leaves flying in the wind, tumbling in waves of blood.

During the surging blood waves, a huge figure can be seen from time to time, constantly cruising and flashing.

It's just that the figure has been covered with bruises and wounds, and the injuries in many places are extremely serious, and the huge bones and internal organs can be clearly seen.

Like a desperate beast, struggling desperately, but unable to escape the hunter's control for a long time.

The onlookers recognized at a glance that this was the body of another controller, but the domineering arrogance that was originally invincible, now looks extremely embarrassed.

You don't need to guess to know that it was also in a difficult situation, crushed and beaten by the monks in the building.

The demon gods who saw this scene were completely desperate.

It was as if the soul had been detached from the body.

Tang Zhen didn't pay any attention to the few demon gods who lost their souls, but still stared at the battlefield intently, with brilliance in his eyes.

The battle scene of the creator really opened his eyes, and the means of the monk Loucheng made him even more amazed.

The seemingly powerful indigenous cultivators are not the opponents of the Loucheng cultivators at all. Perhaps as the War Mad Lord said, their best choice is to roll up their belongings and flee.

In order to prevent the invasion of Loucheng monks, the demons specially built a sturdy shell, and then acted as a shrinking tortoise and made a fortune in their own lair.

The once-in-a-thousand-year harvest of the human race seems like such a thing, but it is actually ridiculous.

A group of powerful monks, the highest combat power has reached the level of the creator, but all day long to search for oil and water from the weak human race, but turn a blind eye to the wealth of other planes.

How much oil and water can there be in a group of human races who are deliberately controlled by them and harvested once in a thousand years?

Harvesting once a thousand years, in Tang Zhen's opinion, is simply self-inflicted humiliation, but these idiots are still complacent.

It can only be said that the demons are a group of cowards, and the root cause lies in the controller. It is because of them that the demon plane has fallen to this level.

It really is a roaring soldier, a roaring brood.

The cornerstone platform once said to Tang Zhen that the strength of the demon plane should not be underestimated. This may not be alarmist, but it was only the demon plane thousands of years ago.

The demons who suffered a crushing defeat in Loucheng World and chose to hide from the battle have long since lost their original strength and spirit.

Just as these thoughts flashed through Tang Zhen's mind, the fighting became more and more intense in the blood.

The huge figure stirred the huge waves, trying to reverse the crisis, but the effect was not obvious.

"Boom!"

The huge wave was broken, and the huge figure appeared, roaring furiously in the sky.

Right next to this huge figure, a figure in a white robe appeared, even in the filthy blood waves, it was still spotless.

This figure is the lord of the celestial spirits, holding a three-foot long sword in his hand, walking on the waves like a leisurely stroll.

Every sword swing will bring out a sky-shattering sword glow, and when it falls on the huge figure, a large piece of flesh and blood will be chopped off.

The situation of the controller is extremely dangerous, and when facing the lord of the Protoss, he has almost no power to fight back.

From the very beginning of the battle, it was in a state of being suppressed. During this period, it tried to escape from the battlefield, but it didn't want the Protoss Lord's long sword to be like a bone-encrusted maggot, unable to get rid of it at all.

Seeing that the battle in the sea of ​​magma was over, the controller who fought against the mad lord was severely injured and fled, and the controller no longer wanted to fight.

It bears the attack of the Protoss Lord, desperately fleeing into the distance, where the giant waves turn into icy blades as strong as steel, swarming towards the Protoss Lord.

Although this kind of attack is not good for the Protoss lord, it can slow down his pursuit and increase the probability of a successful escape.

The star spirit lord chuckled, ignoring the ice blades at all, and chasing after him with a three-foot long sword.

An unhurried voice also entered Tang Zhen's ears at this time.

"Lord Tang Zhen, Lord Zhan Kuang and I are going to clean up those two guys, and the teleportation channel will be handed over to you.

You just need to keep the passage running normally, and when we get rid of these reptiles, we will return here. "

After leaving a sentence, the Protoss Lord disappeared, and it is estimated that he has left the black desert at this moment.

"Don't worry, you two, there will be no mistakes."

Tang Zhen retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at the transmission channel beside him, and confirmed that it was still functioning normally.

The construction and operation of the teleportation channel is far more time-consuming than the summoning of the magic circle. The former requires teleportation towers and a large number of monks, which can never be completed in a short time.

The main work is done by the cornerstone platform. What Tang Zhen has to do is to ensure the stability of the coordinates and not to be destroyed in the middle.

Since this incident has alarmed the controller, it is equivalent to alarming the entire Demon Race. It can be predicted that in the next time, countless Demon Races will go straight to the Black Desert.

Therefore, Tang Zhen has to undertake the task of guarding, resist the attacks of those demons, and completely teleport to the monks in Loucheng.

This mission is equally dangerous. Tang Zhen will face countless enemies, among which there must be demon-level powerhouses, and there may even be those in control.

Especially at the moment when the teleportation channel is completed, the breath of the building world will continue to pour in, and when the breath of the two worlds collide with each other, there will be an amazing vision.

At this time, even if you want to hide it, you can't do it. Someone must guard the transmission channel to ensure that it will not be destroyed by the enemy.

The main task of the two lords is to build and guard the teleportation channel, but they obviously did not take this matter to heart.

In other words, in their opinion, Tang Zhen alone can defend the transmission channel.

This is not deliberately making things difficult, but having enough confidence in Tang Zhen, otherwise the two lords may not dare to leave with confidence.

The plane invasion is no trivial matter, and the two lords have a heavy responsibility, how can they act hastily?

Destroying the Demon Race controller is the key. At this time, the Demon Race controller has suffered heavy losses, and the two lords will naturally not miss such a good opportunity.

As for the demon cultivators below the controller, in the eyes of the two lords, they were nothing more than chickens and dogs, and they were nothing to worry about.