Sky Prison: Sign To The Prison Suppression Demons At The Beginning Of The Game

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On the city wall, there were Dali soldiers who couldn't help but cheered, but the guarded city master suddenly glared. The former could only lower his head, but his eyes were full of excitement and looked down.

Among the hundreds of Allied Forces of the Six Nations, the man in the middle looked at Li Xinglan solemnly for a moment, and then said to an old man beside him.

"Lao Yang, ask who this son is. At this age, there is the Cultivation Base of the Flame Soul Realm. It has unparalleled potential. If it can be used by us in the country, it will definitely be a powerful champion in the future."

The old man was surprised and couldn't help but whispered.

"The prince has the heart to love talents?"

"However, the old man made an unusually decisive move, and his words are sharp. I'm afraid it's not easy to surrender."

"Furthermore, such a talented young man, who is not arrogant, I am afraid that he has surrendered, and it will not be easy to control in the future."

Hearing the words, the man in the middle nodded softly, saying in agreement.

"Lao Yang is right. If he is not of my race, his heart must be different."

"If that's the case, then ask who he is, and... kill it."

The old man turned over from the horse and gave a slight bow to the man in the middle as a reply, and then walked towards Li Xinglan unhurriedly.

"Why, I know you, daddy, I don't kill the young and old, I just pick an old thing that can't walk?"

Although Li Xinglan was clamoring, he was suspicious. The background of this group of people is not simple.

He had long seen that the other party was testing the strength of their imperial city, and inquiring into the reality of the imperial city today.

However, Li Xinglan did not expect that there would still be a strong person in the Dragon Transformation realm in this group of people.

Actually is not afraid, it just made him a little surprised.

It stands to reason that the Allied Forces of the Six Nations should not exist in the Dragon Transformation Realm.

Their Dali dynasty is the largest country in the northern sky, but the entire Dali, excluding the big inner masters hidden by his father and Xue, has announced a total of five dragon transformation powerhouses.

The general coach of the four major war zones, as well as the leader of the imperial army Wuhou.

The reason why Li Xinglan, Li Chun and others are worried about what will happen to the northern front is because the Dali Emperor has deployed too much combat power in the northern theater.

Of the four military regions, except for a general in the south, the remaining three, together with Wuhou who guarded the imperial city, were all transferred to the northern theater and guarded the 100,000 Dashan generation.

Even the master of Ouchi, Zhongyihou, was sent to the northern war zone at the suggestion of the Emperor of Dali.

It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that the current northern part of Dali has gathered the entire Dali, with 70 to 80% of the combat power.

Dali is a big country that has been handed down for tens of thousands of years. It is not surprising that there are strong people in the Dragon Realm. But the Seven Kingdoms of East Continent plus Wu Qi Country, theoretically, there is no power in the Dragon Realm. Even if there is, it is generally One in hundreds of years.

So Li Xinglan can almost conclude one thing now, that is, Hao Fang Shangguo of Tiannan has made a move.

"Young man, don't take advantage of your tongue."

"My lord asks you, who are you?"

Li Xinglan looked at the old man in the green robe who was no more than ten feet away from him, chuckled, and joked.

"Your lord, who is not my son, do I have to answer when he asks me?"

The old man in Qingpao was furious, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

"Young people don't know what is good or bad. If my adults can ask you questions, they are worthy of you."

Li Xinglan shrugged, as if deliberately or deliberately muttering to herself.

"I don't know what to do recently. Talking to people always offends others, but talking to dogs has become more and more experienced."

"Hey, it's difficult."

The old man in Qingpao was furious, his whole body was full of murderous intent, and his stature flashed. The beard appeared in front of Li Xinglan.

"Yellow-mouthed kid, looking for death!"

Li Xinglan staggered and avoided, but grinned, almost touching the ear of the old man in the green robe.

"When it comes to sneak attacks, I am your ancestor."

"The backstab of justice!"

Snowflakes pierced out, taking a large piece of flesh and blood, and spreading it on the spot. The old man cried out painfully, and quickly pulled away from Li Xinglan, clutching his bloody back, and looking at Li Xinglan in surprise.

How did he do that?

The old man is puzzled. At any rate, he is also a Practitioner in the Transformation Dragon Realm. Even though the dragon spirit of a horizontally refined body protector is not its essence, it should not be a Practitioner of the Flame Soul Realm that can crack it.

Li Xinglan wanted to laugh, put away the dagger densely covered with magic patterns, and looked at the old man in Qingpao calmly.

In front of the magic pattern, the body-protecting qi, the body-protecting dragon aura, and the shield formed by any power body are all a joke.

Except for those amazingly defensive treasures, Li Xinglan couldn't do anything for the time being, the magic patterns of his prison demons were unsatisfactory and never missed.

Since this old guy dared to give him his back with confidence, how could Li Xinglan betray the trust of the other party?

"I will kill you today!"

The old man in the green robe felt hot on his face, more tingling than the wound on his back.

He is a Practitioner of the Dragon Realm, and he was injured in one move. This is no longer a problem with Losing face. It is because of being rubbed and humiliated by someone on the ground.

Li Xinglan nodded to the old man in Qingpao empathetically, and said loudly.

"Yes, yes, I feel angry looking at myself, come and kill me."

The green-robed old man was extremely angry, offering a long sword in his hand, and was about to kill, but he heard a voice with majesty.

"Old Yang, come back!"

The old man's face suddenly turned red and white, and after gritted his teeth and stared at Li Xinglan for a long time, he gave a cold snort and returned to the front.

"***, can you tell me your name, so that I will have the honor to remember?"

The middle-aged man with good temperament, with a spring-like smile on his face, said loudly towards Li Xinglan's cupped fist on horseback with great affinity.

"Are you worthy?"

Li Xinglan didn't give the slightest Giving face, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a joking expression on his face.

Just kidding, if you do a bad thing and leave your name to pretend, isn’t that stupid?

There was a commotion among hundreds of people, and dust was everywhere.

"Hahaha……!"

On the tower, a group of guards of the city saw it and laughed hard.

In the distance, the middle-aged man with a majestic temperament had an expression of eating S. After a while, he calmed down his anger and said in a low voice.

"Good good!"

"What a sharp-mouthed kid!"

"I hope three days later, you can still be so calm!"

"Come on, let's start the war!"

A young man in his early thirties, slowly stepping out from his middle-aged man, riding a war horse, holding a profound bow in his hand, and after wandering around the place several meters for a few meters, suddenly his eyes flashed brightly, and his bow shot fiercely. Arrow.

Li Xinglan pointed it as a pincer, grasped it firmly, and jumped up to the tower without looking back.

In the distance, the pupils of the young man who shot the arrow shrank violently, unbelievably, and the middle-aged man who was familiar with his strength also looked at Li Xinglan's back, full of fear.

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