Money City, the chief helmsman of the Holy Land of Money!
Money City is a huge city. The scale of the city is much larger than that of ordinary mortal cities. There are as many as 30 million people in the city.
The central Money Palace is even more magnificent and has countless exquisite sculptures. It is the residence of the Lord of Money.
In the Money Palace, on a huge high platform, a white-haired old man, leaning on a cane, looked towards the south of the city. Even though everyone behind him looked anxious and frightened, the old man looked calm.
"Holy Lord, what should we do now?" a subordinate asked with a hint of panic.
The old man is naturally the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Money, Nangong Lang!
Nangong Lang looked towards the south of the city.
At this moment, the overwhelming black energy has enveloped Money City in all directions.
In the black air, black crows were flying around. It seems that the sky of Money City has been sealed, preventing anyone from escaping.
In the south of the city, a group of men in black robes were driving a skeleton army to attack the city. The defenders in the city were beaten back again and again.
The fighting in the city was extremely fierce, and countless people were slaughtered. The people in black robes were holding a magic weapon and forcibly extracting the souls of the people who were killed.
Of course, during the battle, there were also three immortals surrounded by immortal energy. The immortals also took action to resist the invasion of the black-robed men. However, in front of the three immortals, there were three more black-robed immortals fighting against them.
The battle between the two sides was fierce, but as more and more people died and more and more soldiers were destroyed, it could be seen that the skeleton army of the men in black robes had the upper hand.
The martial saints in the city all participated in the battle, but they were still blocked by a group of black-robed men. More and more people died. Seeing that the battlefield in the south was sweeping in all directions. The entire Money City will be massacred by the people in black robes.
In the Money Palace, countless disciples looked horrified. Only the Holy Lord Money, Nangong Lang's expression remained calm.
Of course, this calmness is just an illusion, but the hand holding the huge dragon-headed crutch has veins popping out.
"Holy Lord, the disciples of the Sword God Sect are too terrifying. They are going to massacre the city, and we won't be able to stop them!" A disciple of the Holy Land of Money said anxiously.
"I'm informing all of you that my price will be increased tenfold. Help me get through this difficult time with money!" Nangong Lang took a deep breath and said solemnly.
"Everyone who worships you? Except for the three worshipers who have received great grace from the Holy Lord, all the other worshippers have fled. They don't dare to fight against the Sword God Sect! No matter how much money they give, it's useless...! "The disciple said with a bitter smile.
Nangong Lang's eyelids twitched wildly: "Haha, hahaha, sure enough, those people are still unreliable. How many benefits did this Holy Master give them? When my Money Holy Land encountered a disaster, they all ran away, all ran away!"
"Boom!" The dragon-head crutch hit the ground hard, showing Nangong Lang's anger.
"Holy Lord, what should we do now? Millions of people have died at the hands of the Sword God Sect Skeleton Corps. We...!" A disciple said bitterly.
"Money City is going to end, and we can't stop it!"
"Holy Lord, our city defense formation was destroyed in advance, otherwise it wouldn't have been so tragic. Now, what should we do?"
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All the disciples looked frightened.
Nangong Lang took a deep breath, a flash of discomfort in his eyes.
"Holy Lord, Master Ren from the Great Wilderness Immortal Courtyard has come to ask for an audience again!" A disciple came to report.
"No!" Nangong Lang seemed extremely angry.
"Mr. Nangong, even if you don't want to see me, you should at least take care of your people. Don't you even care about your people's life and death?" But a voice broke in.
A group of disciples from the Holy Land of Money wanted to intercept him, but the man in Confucian robes had already come closer. Next to the man in Confucian robes, there were several immortals surrounded by immortal energy.
"Lord Ren?" Nangong Lang looked at the man in Confucian robes in front of him with red eyes.
"I don't dare. When my commander-in-chief meets Mr. Nangong, he must bow to his descendants. Naturally, a villain would not dare to support a senior one. Mr. Nangong should just call me Xiaoren, just like in the past!" said the man in Confucian robes with a slight salute.
"Xiao Ren? Humph!" Nangong Lang's eyes turned cold.
"Mr. Nangong, now and then, you don't want to watch all the people of Money City being killed. As long as Mr. Nangong nods, we will immediately help Mr. Nangong repel these Sword God Sect disciples and protect your Money City. Peace!" Xiao Ren said solemnly.
"Nod? Nod to surrender to your Great Wilderness Immortal Court? Hahahaha, you want Shang Hen to come and tell me, you want Shang Hen to come and make me surrender to him!" Nangong Lang roared angrily.
"Mr. Nangong, my commander-in-chief will not do anything to you. You know, the commander-in-chief will never participate in any matters related to your money. The commander-in-chief does not interfere and allows us to treat Mr. Nangong favorably. Mr. Nangong, you know My Great Wilderness Fairy Court’s strategy, as long as your money holy land surrenders to the Great Wilderness Fairy Court, or chooses to vassal the Great Wilderness Fairy Court, not only will we protect you, but even Mr. Nangong will be promoted to an official position in the Great Wilderness Fairy Court, plus the Marshal and you With that kind of relationship, sir, if you join my Great Wilderness Immortal Court, your career will only skyrocket! There will be no harm to you!" Xiao Ren said with a bitter smile.
"As long as I nod to join you, or vassal you, I can be promoted to a noble rank in the wilderness? Ha!" Nangong Lang showed a sneer.
"Not bad!" Xiao Ren affirmed.
"Oh, the people of the twelve cities in my Holy Land of Money are willing to join my Holy Land as their subjects because they trust me. Since I have become their Holy Lord, I will naturally protect them. Join you? Hahahaha, I don't want to My people are pushed into the abyss!" Nangong Lang said coldly.
"Why did you say this, sir?" Xiao Ren frowned.
"I have twelve cities in Money City. Just some time ago, two cities were destroyed. All the people in the city were slaughtered without leaving a single one alive. Their souls were extracted by the disciples of this lineage of Sword God Cult to practice magic weapons and magic skills. .Now, this line of Sword God Sect disciples has even killed me in Money City. Are you here to persuade me to surrender at this time
Haha, hahaha, Xiaoren, old man, I’m still not confused! I can also see who is colluding with these demons. Seeking skin from a tiger, associating with the devil? I can't do it, old man. Now, we are resisting desperately, but the people of one city are slaughtered, but if we join the same trend with you, all the cities will fall into the abyss.
Hahahaha, even if we die, so what? If my money city is destroyed, all the people in other cities will leave and they will not accompany you to feed these insatiable demons! All chambers of commerce have withdrawn, leaving you with a loss of people and a city, leaving you with nothing. "Nangong shouted loudly.
"Mr. Nangong, you misunderstood us!" Xiao Ren said anxiously.
"Either you take the head off my neck now, or get out of here right away!" Nangong Lang threw his dragon-headed crutch to the ground and shouted.
Xiao Ren looked bitter.
A subordinate next to him immediately said: "Sir, why are you talking to this stubborn old man for so much? We will just...!"
"Shut up!" Xiao Ren shouted coldly. All the subordinates suddenly did not dare to speak.
Xiao Ren looked at Nangong Lang, took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Nangong, think about it again. In fact, we don't want to see the people get hurt again. Your words and deeds will determine their life and death. Please do it early, Mr. Nangong." Decide!"
Xiao Ren retreated with all his subordinates.
However, the disciples of the Money Holy Land urged anxiously: "Holy Lord, promise them, this way...!"
"Shut up!" Nangong Lang shouted.
All the disciples did not dare to say anything.
"Notify the whole city, notify all chambers of commerce, and all families, and ask all their guards to come out to defend the city. If we don't resist with all our strength, everyone will be buried with them. There will be casualties. Once these demons are defeated, I will pay for the compensation. !" Nangong Lang said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" the disciples said bitterly.
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Money City is shrouded in black air, the sky is full of crows, and the destruction of the city is just around the corner.
At this moment, not far from Money City, a motorcade was slowly approaching. There were two big flags in the motorcade, one with the word 'Qin' written on it and the other with the word 'Eastern' written on it.
It is the envoy team of the Eastern Kingdom.
Wang Xiong's carriage was always closed, and a figure got out of the second carriage, it was Mr. Lu.
The motorcade stopped, and Mr. Lu squinted at the money city shrouded in black air in the distance.
"Sir, the king asked us to wait for him to meet up in Money City. Is this Money City? It seems that the disciples of the Sword God Sect are massacring the city?" Yi Yan said with a frown.
"Sir, I just flew around in the sky. The Sword God Sect is raging in the city. It's very powerful. However, the strongest ones are only human immortals. I took a cursory look and found that there are about five or six human immortals and a group of martial saints. But There are only three immortals in Money City!" Juque flapped his wings and flew back.
"The Sword God Sect is massacring the city?" Mr. Lu narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, sir, do we need to take care of it?" Yi Yan frowned.
Mr. Lu squinted his eyes for a while and said, "Guan, why don't you care? This is a God-given opportunity, how could you miss it!"
"Ah? A God-given opportunity?" Yi Yan asked puzzledly.
"Your Majesty wants to form a good relationship with the Holy Lord of Money. Isn't this the best opportunity? Since we are all human beings, then go and help!" Mr. Lu said solemnly.
"Help Money City?" Yi Yan's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, the black air crow formation outside the city is just the most common formation. Don't worry about it. You all go and help!" Mr. Lu said solemnly.
"Us?" Yi Yan looked solemn.
"Yu Yan, you lead the Tianlang camp and attack with the whole army! Juque, you assist Yi Yan and help Money City repel the Sword God Sect disciples!" Mr. Lu ordered.
"Your order!" Yi Yan shouted loudly.
Along the way, the Tianlang camp had fought many times, but this battle was the most intense. Moreover, Wang Xiong had also confessed before leaving that everything on this trip was at Mr. Lu's discretion. Yi Yan did not hesitate and called the Tianlang camp.
"Aww~~~~~~~!"
A wolf howl soared into the sky, as if a battle horn had been blown. The five hundred green wolves suddenly had a fighting fire in their eyes, and rushed towards the Money City not far away with the embers.
"Wait for me!" Juque flapped his wings and flew over.
Mr. Lu looked at the pack of wolves rushing towards them in the distance, a glimmer of expectation flashing in his eyes.
"The convoy slows down and approaches Money City!" Mr. Lu ordered as he got on the carriage.
"Yes!" Other officials and soldiers in the convoy responded.