The brilliance of the rising sun is scattered among the mountains. This unknown mountain area is full of huge potholes. Several hills have even been directly razed to the ground. The divine wheel caused the largest potholes, just like a huge one. The entire mountain forest area has been hit by a meteor shower after this battle.
There were people everywhere in the messy mountain col, including the wounded, and those who were wounded before they had time to escape and were captured by the fierce flames of the realm of gods.
"Use a prisoner soul lock."
Feng Zhanlin commanded loudly in the crowd, coughing violently, and a puff of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The battle was so intense that he was so badly injured that he vomited blood.
"Wind Master, are you okay?" Wan Tulin asked with a frown.
"It's okay, Dongfangjin's palm strength is really extraordinary." Feng Zhanlin jokingly smiled: "If it weren't for my strong bodyguard, I'm afraid his sneak attack would be enough to kill me."
Wan Tonglin nodded, but smiled: "However, the flames are over, and after this defeat in this battle, he will never return to his former weather!"
"Yes!"
Lin Muyu brought Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi back to the ground. After landing, he saw Feng Zhanlin and others put on a kind of shackles that held their hands to the wounded gods in the fiery realm, so that they could not use their divine power. Not to mention the ability to use the broken void. Each pair of shackles has a spike. The spike penetrates the skin without bleeding, but it blocks the flow of divine power. It is the same as the Devil Heart Arrow in the Broken Cauldron Realm. There are similarities in the same way, but it's more cruel.
"These are prisoner soul locks?" Lin Muyu asked.
"Yes, Lin Shuai." Feng Zhanlin knew that he was not an ancient mystery, and he respectfully said: "The prisoner's soul lock is made of special materials, which can quench poison in the blood, making the wearer It is impossible to use any divine power. In our 64 domains, this method has always been used to imprison the gods."
Lin Muyu nodded: "How many people were captured in this battle?"
"Enlightened Lin Shuai, captured 9 people from the Divine Emperor Realm, one hundred and forty divine kings, and more than 400 divine emperors. In addition, we also annihilated 3 divine emperors, nearly one hundred divine kings and nearly three hundred divine emperors. After this battle, the Fire Territory is almost equivalent to being completely annihilated. There are no more than 100 people who escaped with Dongfang Yan. Please take care of Lin Shuai!"
As he said, Fengzhan was immersed in the morning light with ambition, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and smiled: "I didn't expect our Spirit Sparrow Territory to have today’s achievements, destroying the Fire Territory. This is the inheritance of our ancestors and ancestors. My long-cherished wish has finally been realized in my generation. Thank you Lin Shuai for allowing me to get what I want!"
Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing: "This is what we all got, don't thank me, we are already our own."
"Yes!"
On the side, Wan Tonglin respectfully said: "Lin Shuai, we have resurrected hundreds of prisoners, what should we do now? Take them back to the Dragon League Lingque Fort, or?"
Lin Muyu thought for a while and asked: "Dongfang Yan has been seriously injured and defeated, but he still has some strength in his hand. He should not have the guts to return to the fierce fire domain. According to your opinion, where will Dongfang Yan go?"
"Well..." Wan Qilin groaned: "The Sixty-Four Regions thousands of miles away in the south seems to have no place for Eastern Yan apart from the Fire Territory. After all, the Fire Territory has been at war with the southern regions for so many years. The state of friction."
"This is not necessarily true." A beautiful girl came out from the crowd. It was Luo Xintian. She raised her eyebrows and said: "As far as I know, not all of the ten southern regions have been attacked by the flames. For example, in the Falling Star Territory in the southwest, the Falling Star Territory has never been at war with the Blazing Fire Territory. If I remember correctly, the Lord of the Falling Star Territory Zheng Xian has friendship with Dongfang Yan. It is said that Dongfang Yan once sent ten appearances. The beautiful concubine gave Dongfang Yan, and Dongfang Yan sent hundreds of precious spiritual fruit trees to Zheng Xian. The two families have never had any friction."
"Falling Star Field?" Fengzhan couldn't help frowning: "This is a problem, how could I forget the Star Field."
Lin Muyu looked at the 64-region map and knew the location of the falling star region, and said: "The falling star region is relatively far from here, and it will definitely not be able to reach it in a moment. Lord of the wind, what is the strength of the falling star region?"
Fengzhan came to clasp his fists: "Enjoy Lin Shuai, Falling Star Region has a total of 12 god emperors, 200 god kings, and more than 600 gods. It is the only one in the southern regions in strength after the flames. If it is exactly what Luo Xintian said, then we may have to face a new opponent."
"It's okay, let's rest for a while."
"Yes!"
"So..." Wan Qilin said: "How to deal with the fierce domain fortress, that is the largest domain fort among the dozens of regions in the south, it is more than twice as big as our princess fort!"
Lin Muyu smiled slightly and said: "It seems that we are going to change the domain fort again. All the gods of the Dragon League have moved to live in the flames domain fort. In addition, the flames domain fort is renamed Dragon City, so it will be the capital of our Dragon League. Up."
"From now on, the same?" Feng Zhanlin asked with a smile.
"It doesn't change, otherwise your spirit fruit trees will die out if they are transplanted again, right?"
"Yes, Lin Shuai Mingjian, that's my darling."
"Hahaha… "
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In the afternoon, Lin Muyu led his team to the Fire Territory. As expected, this city has been in operation for tens of thousands of years, and it stands tall like a giant. The periphery of the city is inlaid with countless glittering stones. These stones contain The sealing ability protects the city from the erosion of wind and sun, as well as the attacks of wild animals.
In the sound of "Boom Rumble", the gate of the city has been opened. After learning that the flames of the gods are almost completely annihilated, the servants in the city have already announced their surrender and return to the Dragon League. These servants are very witty and clever, knowing that You are just a vassal, it doesn't matter what kind of master you follow, what matters is that you can live.
Entering the city, before the evening, the city was given the gilt name-Dragon City, and Feng Zhanlin personally carved the stone with a sharp sword, and carved the word "Dragon Alliance" on a huge rock with a height of ten meters, using hundreds of A master of the gods inserted the boulder in the open space outside the city to show the majesty of the Dragon League. Then, the thing to do is ideological work, and the captives of the Flame Realm must be turned into the people of the Dragon League as soon as possible.
And this ideological work is actually very simple. First of all, Lin Muyu, a man who has been in the human world, has fought for more than ten years, has been a king, and has been a commander of the three armies, is simply too good at it. Secondly, Xiyan uses her identity as a seraphim. Let some of the masters of the gods return to their hearts, who wants to be an enemy of a blazing angel
More importantly, Lin Muyu defeated Dongfang Yan with a single sword. This is what everyone has seen. Lin Muyu’s divine wheel can even match Dongfang Yan’s divine wheel. This is more important than anything else. The ancient mysteries advocated the strong. Lin Muyu defeated Dongfang Yan, was easy-going, and soon established a heroic image in the hearts of the gods of the Dragon League. The 64 territories fought every year, so he needed such a person to have the supreme personality and be able to set the universe with one sword. The heroic figure appeared.
Imagine a supreme god emperor, holding a peerless god soldier Xuanyuan sword, and his identity as the marshal of the Zuojun of the Eastern Heaven Realm. If he is not loyal to such a person, who else should he be loyal to? Compared with Lin Muyu, Dongfang Yan, Wu Feng and others are simply wild gods living on the edge of the deserted ancient times.
In less than three days, the hundreds of masters of the Flame Realm God Realm who had been resurrected in the Wuming Valley had almost all sworn allegiance, except for a few people with Eastern surnames.
And they were imprisoned in a dungeon deep in Dragon City.
In the middle of the night, the sky is full of stars, and the huge ice crystals above the Dragon City are so clear that they did not block the light of the stars from falling to the earth. On the street, a line of servants walked slowly with swords in their hands. .
Lin Muyu strolled along the stone road, but was thinking about the falling star field in his mind, and while walking, a person appeared in front of him, wearing a black robe.
"who?"
"..."
The black robe man ran away without saying a word.
"stop!"
There is no reason for Lin Muyu to let him go. A swift step flew forward, Xuanyuan Sword had no time to unscrew, and directly used his palm as a knife to cut out the stars. The man in black robes knew that he would not be able to escape, so he turned and raised his fist. In welcoming, wisps of flames rushed towards his face, a "bang" and Lin Muyu's palm of the sword fought together, and suddenly a strong counter-shock force came.
"Ok?"
Lin Muyu's expression froze, this man was also a god emperor, and his cultivation level was not low.
When he jumped over, Lin Muyu kicked out a volley without stopping, and there was a bitter storm around his ankle, which was the power of Sanyao sentient beings.
The black-robed man could not dodge, and could only raise his arms to block with his fists.
"Peng!"
There was a muffled sound in the middle of the night, and the nearby servants seemed to be attracted. Many people raised their swords: "Who, stop, how can you dare to fight Lin Shuai?"
"do not come!"
Lin Muyu raised his arm to signal the servant army not to come over, this group of people came to die, why let them be this cannon fodder, looking at this masked black robe man with cold eyes, Lin Muyu raised his hand and slowly drew out the Xuanyuan sword, to be serious .
But at the moment when Xuanyuanjian was unsheathed, the black-robed man gave a wry smile, stretched out his hand and took down the masked black cloth, and said, "Lin Shuai, don't fight it, it's me. The subordinate gave up."
"You... the wind is coming?!"
Lin Muyu was shocked, and the people who appeared sneakily on the streets of Longcheng in the middle of the night turned out to be a storm!
"You, what happened when you came out of the dungeon in the middle of the night?!" Lin Muyu asked.
Feng Zhanlin smiled helplessly: "Go and do one thing, something that Lin Shuai doesn't want to do."
"What's up?"
Fengzhan raised his hand into his arms, and took out a bunch of glittering gods, like gems, he said indifferently: "Dongfang Xun, Dongfang Gu, Dongfang Zui, Dongfang Yao, Dongfang Mei the gods of five people. They were all forcibly pulled out by their subordinates. I know this is cruel, but it is best for our Dragon City to turn these people into crappy people, otherwise their staying in the Dragon City will always be a hidden danger for the Dragon League. The dike of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest. Lin Shuai should understand this truth better than his subordinates." The first publication of this book is from 17K Novel. The first time you see the genuine content!