My senior brother is too strong

"Damn it, I, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

"I hate it."

Quan Fengri screamed and disappeared with unwillingness and anger.

Lu Shaoqing smiled slightly and said to Wang Feichi and the others, "The three elders have made great contributions, and I will report them truthfully when the time comes."

There was joy on the faces of the three people.

But when they followed Lu Shaoqing back to Qicheng, the three of them almost cried.

Qicheng was really destroyed.

Tall and solid city walls, clean and tidy streets, and neat buildings disappeared.

The fairyland with its misty and spiritual energy collapsed.

The halo circulated, and the solid magic circle disappeared.

The inheritance left by our ancestors is gone.

A place where people have lived for hundreds or thousands of years has become a big pit.

The backbone of the family collapsed, leaving a deep crack.

Everything is ruined.

The majestic, tall and sacred Qicheng was in ruins, and its former prosperity could no longer be seen.

Countless monster monks also came back and saw that the holy land in their hearts was destroyed.

The older demon clan screamed on the spot, some vomited blood, some fainted, and some vomited blood and fainted to death, it was chaos.

There were also many monks kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly, which was even more uncomfortable than killing them.

Qicheng was destroyed, and the faith in their hearts also collapsed.

The blow to them can be imagined.

Wails came and went, and people kept squealing and fainting.

Many people feel that the sky is falling, and they are hesitant and don't know what to do.

The air was filled with an aura of sadness, and those who had not passed out would stop screaming, their eyes empty, as if their souls had been taken away, and they became a walking corpse.