I'm Really A Newcomer

At the same time, the most luxurious lineup in the history of the Moon Clan came to Selin City.

Ye Zi has stood on the top of Jiuchuan.

Chen Xun, Xu Li, and Ye Haotian are the three eighth-level military leaders, as well as the 100,000 troops behind them who are devouring mountains and rivers.

Selin is close at hand, and there is only a wall between them to pick the fruits of victory that the Moon Clan has dreamed of for decades.

Ye Zi stretched out the mechanical left arm forged by an eighth-level forger and gently touched Celine's black city wall.

The wind blew gently, and the unguarded city wall collapsed in an instant.

Sin, delusion, greed, prehistoric times, killing...what exactly is the disaster buried in Pandora's box...

Whether it is the resurrected apostle or the final weapon prepared by the Western Kingdom for the endgame...

Chen Xun carried Netherworld, Xu Li held Lingdong tightly, and Ye Haotian held high his battle ax called Violence. Everyone held their breath and raised their weapons in preparation.

But nothing happened.

As the smoke and dust from the city wall cleared away, Ye Zi's Juanyong eyes looked ahead in shock.

Within the ruins is a flower shop that has seen better days.

A girl in a floral skirt held a potted plant with four seasons in her hands and looked at the endless Moon Clan army outside the wall in horror.

"Crack!"

The potted plant in the girl's hand fell from her hand. The potted plant shattered with a crisp sound, and the red tile fragments cut her white ankle.

"Wall, people outside the wall..." The girl pointed at the leaves and murmured tremblingly.

As the city wall moved, people around the flower shop heard the sound and rushed over. They were also shocked by the huge crack caused by the leaves.

Almost without thinking, the people inside the wall filed out, even if in front of them were the killing masters holding swords, guns, swords and halberds.

People are jumping and dancing between heaven and earth, like birds that have regained freedom after breaking free from their cages.

"I'm finally out!"

"The world beyond the walls! The world beyond the walls!"

An old man, nearly seventy years old, knelt devoutly in front of Ye Zi, his old face full of tears.

"It's been more than sixty years... It's been more than sixty years... I've been trapped here for more than sixty years... Thank you... Thank you..."

The old man burst into tears.

Even if the army in front of him is here to kill him, even if his life ends at this moment, it will be complete.

Thousands of Selin people gathered outside the wall were all prostrate on the ground, and as the news spread, more people fled.

Ye Zi was also a little confused when faced with the strange scene in front of him. He was just about to ask the old man in front of him what was going on in Celin City, but suddenly there was a distant bell ringing from Celin City.

Ye Zi couldn't describe this extremely deep bell. This sound was different from the death knell he realized when he touched the mystery of the realm. It was so desperate that it was like peeling off the beautiful things in the world layer by layer with blood.

A strange purple formation suddenly appeared on the old man's forehead, and his kind face suddenly became distorted. The old man's skin peeled off the surface like slime, and dozens of demonic hands protruded from his slimy head. The old man's aging yellow teeth suddenly became sharp, and the fangs were covered with green saliva.

"Kill...me...kill me..." the old man screamed helplessly, as if his soul was about to be swallowed up by the monster in front of him. As the old man's eyes turned completely cloudy, he slashed at Ye Zi's face with his sharp nails like a madman. Ye Zi closed his eyes in pain, and the old man who turned into a monster was wiped out by Ye Zi's wave of sleeves.

Not just the old man, but all the residents of Celin City mutated under the strange ringing of the bell. With the completion of the casting of the forehead formation, they turned into walking zombies like the old man.

An ugly woman in a floral skirt swayed towards the leaves, holding a withered Four Seasons in her hand.

She is like an insignificant gravel in the army of wild ghosts, because there are forty million such gravels like Celine.

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In the wind and snow, Ye Taoli came to Yunlan Hall.

She jumped high from the speeding black motorcycle, and the moon with dragon crystal attached to it exuded a cold, crystal-white halo.

In an almost flash of lightning, two tears of blood fell from her eyes, and Ye Taoli cut her heart with a knife.

With Qingyue's blessing, Ye Taoli could be killed even at the seventh level, not to mention that Chen Ling was only the deputy commander of Wuyue's first division. But Chen Ling was not cut off at the waist as Ye Taoli imagined. Qing Yue's swords and shadows were all blocked by Chen Ling's shield and sword.

And Ye Taoli was knocked away by the huge impact of the shield sword, and she rolled in the snow in a panic.

A faint smile began to appear on Chen Ling's calm face.

He was not at the sixth level, but at the quasi-eighth level. It was not until the last moment that Chen Ling's strength was fully revealed without reservation.

He stood in front of the hall like a sculpture holding a shield and sword.

Ye Taoli stood up with difficulty. She stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were already full of red.

She ran out of time.

"Don't fucking stop me!" Ye Taoli almost frantically held up Qing Yue and rushed towards Chen Ling.

Her mind went blank, and the light above Qingyue gradually dimmed.

Chen Ling confidently used the shield sword in his hand to meet the white sword that showed no threat.

The quasi-eighth-level Yunlan was able to run rampant without the protection of the military leader.

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"One day I will cut off all this snow too."

Eight years ago, there was a little girl on the top of Yunlan who pointed at the heavy goose feather snow in the distance that had not melted for thousands of years and said this.

The heroic spirits in the heroic city of Yunlan seemed to have heard this distant call.

At this moment, Ye Taoli briefly touched the threshold of the ninth level.

The 60,000 scorching white flames that were ignited at the Shuangyue military funeral not long ago were all covering the dark Qingyue in Ye Taoli's hands. Under Chen Ling's horrified eyes, he was cut in two by Qingyue, and at the same time, the sky above the palace was annihilated. Rolling white snow.

The entire Yunlan no longer snows.

The residents of Yunlan City looked up devoutly at the miracle in the sky.

But what kind of miracle is this? This is the last strength contributed by countless human heroes to the Moon Clan.

Ye Taoli had no time to think about the blow. She anxiously took off the glazed stone from Chen Ling's body and ran towards the glazed hall.

"Wait a little longer...wait a little longer..." Ye Taoli tightly grasped the glazed gravel in his hand.

But when Ye Taoli crossed the high threshold of the hall, the glazed stone pillar in front of him exploded instantly, and a huge wave of fire swallowed Ye Taoli's body.

The entire glazed hall was razed to the ground in this devastating explosion.

Ye Taoli closed her eyes tightly, and she could feel the scorching temperature of the flames on her face. The dragon crystal fragment covered by Qing Yue in her hand suddenly transformed into the phantom body of a middle-aged man.

Ye Jingzhe gently hugged his daughter's trembling body. The monstrous firelight could not harm Ye Taoli in the slightest due to the isolation of his body.

"Dad...what should I do..." Ye Taoli cried helplessly in his father's arms.

As the explosion faded away, the phantom body gradually turned into light spots all over the sky, and then turned into dragon crystal again and condensed on Qingyue's blade.

Ye Taoli knelt in despair on the ruins of the Liuli Hall, her beautiful face covered with tears of self-blame.

"Boom!"

Just when Ye Taoli was despairing of all his thoughts, suddenly there was a distant roar that resounded throughout the world, and an aircraft fell steadily from the clouds in the clear sky to the ruins of the palace.

"Sister Taoli, follow me!" Lu Fang poked her head out of the wide-open cockpit, as if a savior descended from the sky.