It was messy, all of them were messy. No one would have thought that the Immortal Union would hold a frost dragon in his hand. Even the guy in the center of Sky City, who had just received the news, had his mind fallen into a brief blank. In the current E-region, which can withstand the attack of the frost dragon, is only human flesh left. Perhaps three thousand, maybe five thousand, or ten thousand people sacrificed, and even the peak race in this world could not be destroyed.

"Return, return it to me!" Mengbius shouted hysterically, but the panic and no confusion under the city had exceeded his control. The mages, hunters and priests standing on the walls seemed to have cut off the idea of ​​the brothers below to survive, without long-range attacks or long-range therapy.

"Kill!!!" At this time, Zhou Chen returned to the role of the orderer, with a finger of the sword, and the sound of killing shocked the sky. Only the immortal players had seen the original form of this "dragon". While laughing in their hearts, they knew to hurry up and kill as much as possible with the help of the dragon's pressure, kill as much as possible with the raging frost trencher, and try to collect as much as possible with the help of the craziness of the Bobbin Musket Team...

The vast plains, ice and fire fill the entire land. The silver seagull players who are scattered and fleeing are only a small number of people who are still thinking about the Lord of the Holy Light of their faith. They now want to escape to the city because they can survive.

However, an explosion of ice chips could greatly reduce their movement speed. Moreover, seeing that their brothers had rushed into the enemy camp, the monk and the members of the Musket Battalion rushed forward for hundreds of yards. This time their target was not a dense enemy, but a silver seagull gate.

The young monk's standard sinister and obscene smile, "Damn it, I want to run away now, there is no way!" He released three incendiary bombs, and shouted to the people behind him, "Brothers, the boss said that taking down the silver seagulls is our new home. Take the correct head and hold it in. Just block the way of these grandchildren. Don't hurt the city gate!"

The profiteer, this profiteer has been missing for a long time, and it seems that Zhou Chen has seen this on another pretty face.

The so-called defeat is like a mountain, and this is true at all. The moon is full and the stars are sparse, and how many more than a thousand silver seagull players are left? Meng Biyus' fingers are already deeply embedded in his palm. He hated and was afraid. The dragon, he didn't know how to face a giant dragon, with only less than two thousand players left? He used to report the lone wolf to make a cheat?

Mengbius hesitated and confused. He now fantasized in his mind that the Lord of the Holy Light could appear as a silver seagull to save the catastrophe, but the prayer that began since the appearance of the dragon did not receive any effect. The enemy slaughtered the devout believers under the city.

At this moment, a dramatic scene appeared. The frost dragon that had been looking in the distance suddenly disappeared?... No, it wasn't it, but how many eyes were staring there... A dragon turned into a little yellow dog with a "bang".

The president of the Silver Seagull and the congregation saw Zhou Chen's mocking smile, and he gently stroked the yellow dog's head and put it into his backpack...

Dragon? Little yellow dog?...Little yellow dog, dragon!

"Zi Chen!!!" A twisted expression appeared on this face that even a woman was jealous. He knew that all the silver players who were alive knew that they were deceived by Zi Chen, such as the frost dragon and the race at the peak of the world. Everything was a scam designed by Zi Chen. He wanted the silver seagull to be unable to control it, he wanted the chaos of the silver seagull, and then - to kill people.

"Zi Chen, you liar, big liar!" Meng Biyous shouted again and hurriedly issued an order, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Go out of the city to meet the enemy. Their troops are dispersed, and go out to meet the enemy!"

It is true that everyone was intimidated by the dragon, but these people who believe in the Holy Light were dissatisfied with the ability to react, and deception was evil, and they wanted to eliminate evil.

Suddenly, all the long-range movements, melee down the city wall, opened the city gate and rushed out of the flame barrier, but their speed was still one step slower. As soon as the "Rhubarb" was insufficient to change its original form, Zhou Chen shouted the order to retreat to the entire immortal. When the silver seagull's army rushed out of the city gate, the enemy closest to them was more than a hundred yards.

Chase? At will, seeing a group of deceived madmen, the everlasting frost cannon fire, and hundreds of muskets are willing to accompany them, so that they can only expand the results of the battle.

As expected, without two hundred yards, Mengbius issued an order to return to the city. In such a vast plain battle, no one could bring so many people to the front of Eternal Life with such a large number of people. However, Eternal Life, which returned to our team, seemed to be provocative, shouting for victory. The tent was already set up, and people actually barbecued meat and drank wine at the door of the Silver Seagull's union.

"Bang", the president slapped the table in front of him with a palm. Five angels were separated on both sides. The third believer knelt down below. He was covered in dust and full of regret. "President, I deserve to die..."

Upon hearing this, Mengbius said coldly: "I know you deserve to die, but why are so many people dead and you are still alive?!"

"President, suicide is prohibited from returning. You should execute me. I killed the believer of the Lord of the Holy Light. I beg you to execute me." The head was pressed on the ground. Among the silver seagulls, he did not care about the authenticity of the dragon, because just when the believer three led him out of the city gate, he had already realized death. The frost dragon only aggravated his crime. Originally, he might have had a chance to obtain a whole body, but now the hot stolen rack is waiting for him.

"President!"

"President!"

The other five angels all shortened, "The third brother is at fault, but he wants to blame the lonely wolf for being too cunning and making such a scary trick to pretend to be a ghost. Please keep the third brother's life and let him atone for his sins!"

"Repeat the sins?..." Mengbius clenched his fist and looked at the old subordinates below. The angels who were following him were not seven, but three. They were willing to let him kill the third brother... "The third angel, lift your head, straighten your chest, and pick up your weapon. Even if the believers die, they must first wipe out the demons outside the city!"

As his eyes lit up, who else in the world wants to die? The believer Three stood up according to the president's words, beat his chest with one hand, looked up at the statue of the Holy Light not far away, "Thank you for the gift of the Lord of the Holy Light, I will be on the front line of eliminating evil!"

With a long breath, Mengbius waved, "Okay, go down. I guess I will not attack the city in a short time if I get this big advantage. Take a shower. My silver seagull's angel is not a sloppy ghost on the street."

"President..." The believer three gritted their teeth and turned around and exited the door.

However, shortly after he left, the messenger rushed in, "President, it's not good!"

This time, Mengbius did not care about his disrespect to the Lord of the Holy Light. He walked a few steps forward and said, "Don't worry, what happened?"
Chapter completed!