How could Zhu Meng's violent temper endure the other party's arrogant attitude? He grabbed Mu He's collar and stared at Mu He like a copper bell and shouted.

"Say! Who is Salang?"

But Mu He, who was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, was exactly like a pig's head, ignored Zhu Meng, and looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"President!"

Suddenly, outside the office, an imperial guard wizard rushed in.

"Say!" Han Ji's head was filled with haze, and he looked worried.

"General Zhang Huan sent someone to report that the west has retreated to the second line of defense!"

Han Ji was stunned and then asked, "Is the first line of defense lost so quickly?"

"This General Zhang Huan did not explain..." As soon as he finished speaking, a sound that almost spread throughout the ancient capital suddenly rang out.

"Ho huh huh..."

"This, is this the monarch-level demon appearing?" Everyone felt it at this moment, because only the powerful monarch could exude such a power.

"Take this person down for me and be strictly detained. No one is allowed to get close to me!" Han Ji looked at Mu He, who was bruised and swollen, and said coldly.

"The rest of them followed me to the top of the bell tower..."

"You, you all are going to die, hahaha, everyone will die by then, great..."

While being dragged out, Mu He was still shouting loudly.

At the top of the bell tower, you can almost see the entire ancient capital.

When everyone walked to the top of the tower, they were frightened and paralyzed. The undead, slaves, warriors, commanders, and the monarch at the end, followed one after another, and the dark army of undead came towards the ancient capital.

Just as everyone was still afraid of the scene in front of them, a young woman responsible for monitoring the movements of the undead panic panic and reported to the top of the bell tower: "No, President, Sha Yuan! Sha Yuan, it appeared again, less than thirty kilometers away from the ancient capital, and it is still coming towards the ancient capital!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces changed drastically. They all knew what this meant...

"Oh my God! This is going to destroy my ancient capital!"

At this time, Vice President Peng Yu sighed and shouted to the sky, his eyes were already red, but he seemed a little weak.

"Ho huh huh..."

Just as everyone was still struggling with the appearance of the Sha Yuan, a huge figure rose from the ground from the darkness. It was a skeleton-shaped creature with huge bone wings, like a skinned Western dragon.

The flying wings with bone spurs seemed to sweep across all living beings.

As its figure got closer, its bones were as good as the main building standing on the northern city. The bone wings were completely stretched out and a large shadow was shrouded like clouds, which was extremely terrifying.

"Master of the Bone Sha!" Lu Xuyan, the military officer next to him, swallowed.

The Lord of the Bone Sha is the Lord of the Skeleton Legion. Its appearance will awaken all the undead souls, which also means that other undead monarchs are reviving.

Suddenly, the Lord of Bone Sha swayed his bone wings and rushed straight towards the city wall.

Three huge heads raised, as if something was brewing, a dark force shining in the mouth

Immediately afterwards, three sharp dark lights shot straight towards the first line of defense in the city.

Fast, horror….

Suddenly, this attack directly annihilated the first line of defense at the North City Gate. All the mages who guarded the first line of defense turned into nothingness under this attack...

"Beast! I'll fight with you, Tianting Palace Armor!"

Zhu Meng saw this and shouted with his eyes bursting. The armor wrapped in supreme lightning power appeared again, followed by the red flame wings, which seemed to burn everything.

"Meng, don't...!"

But before everyone could finish their words, Zhu Meng had already rushed out, leaving only a red light.

"I'll help you!" The hunting king Duxiao also summoned a green-skinned divine cow and rushed away.

"President! What should I do?" Vice President Peng Yu asked anxiously, and then he did not forget to remind him: "There is also a leader of the Black Holy See!"

Han Ji's eyes were dull and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness, "Leave it to fate!"

"Ho huh huh..."

The trembling sound of the earth mixed with the whistling sound of the dead. A huge creature that looked like a mountain appeared more than ten kilometers away from the western gate of the ancient capital. It was gradually approaching the ancient capital.

"Then, is that the Lord of the Dead, the Corpse of the Mountain?" Han Ji's voice was trembling when he spoke. Not only was the sound, but even the bell tower they were stepping on seemed to be trembling...

Suddenly, a layer of strange purple light soared into the sky in the city, and then gradually enveloped the entire city. The purple and strange light might look extremely beautiful; but this breathtaking purple light is more like a beautiful illusion before death.

“Purple…Purple Alert…”

Perhaps some sleeping people were flashing by the purple light that soared into the sky and opened their eyes again, but what was left in their eyes was fear and anxiety...

"Wife! I kept practicing today... not good! It's purple alert..."

Before the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and the comfortable wooden house, Zhao Kunsan was exercising, but when he saw the purple light, he was stunned.

There was already panic in the ancient capital. After all, no one could be lucky in the face of such a disaster, and the purple warning was a disaster for the deceased city!

"Oh my God! This is a sin!"

This ancient imperial capital lost its original laughter and excitement, and became, wailing, crying...

Top of the bell tower!

"All super-level mages, attack with me with all their might and hold this undead king..." No matter how scared Han Ji was, he could not ignore the fall of a famous mage. This is his responsibility as the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association.

After all, there is a saying that says, "If you want to wear a crown, you must first bear the weight..."

"Yes! President!"

For a moment, everyone sharpened their knives and was ready to go to the public...

The Tang Dynasty City never sleeps, Tangzhuang Hotel!

Long Chen, who was on the rooftop, was wearing a black robe, still wearing the familiar dragon-head mask, staring at the army of undead that was rushing towards him wildly, with endless greed in his eyes...

"Young Master, are we going to take action?" Behind him, Jiang Feng was wearing a red dress, like the flame goddess, hot and beautiful...

"Well! That's what I'm waiting for. By the way, I'll do it. You protect yourself."

Immediately afterwards, Long Chen stepped up and walked under the dark sky like a leisurely stroll in the garden. The colorful wings behind him gradually grew out.

Immediately afterwards, he walked directly to the sky outside the ancient capital. The people busy fighting did not notice Long Chen at all. An infinite power swept across himself and himself.

Layers of undead were swept away under this infinite power.

The person who was standing on the second line of defense also noticed the man above the sky. He was so tall at this moment, just like a god between heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!