Chapter 729

"In the middle of the Yuan Dynasty?"

Liu Lang was slightly stunned, and then a meaningful smile came out of the corner of his mouth.

Yes, on the surface, his cultivation realm is really only in the middle of Yuanying, but it's only on the surface. According to the real combat effectiveness, he is not only comparable to the people in the middle of Yuanying's cultivation realm, but also has the full-scale combat effectiveness. Even the people in Yuanying's perfect cultivation realm, he will not have any fear. This is his real strength.

If Liu Lang is despised just to see his fighting power in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, his opponent will surely die very ugly.

Of course, this kind of real strength is used as the foundation. Liu Lang won't show it until he has to. It's better to keep some cards in hand.

Therefore, Liu Lang doesn't care whether they say the realm is in the middle or the early stage of Yuanying. After experiencing the life and death training in the earth and the void, and Chen Yiyue's insidious cruelty, Liu Lang has learned to keep everything in his hand. This is not to distrust Mu Zhong, but to guard against people who want to get his real information from Mu Zhong.

Seeing Liu Lang's smile, Mu Zhongyue didn't mean to deny that Liu Lang's strength was very strong. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and burst into tears and said, "heaven will not perish, our Heavenly Kingdom! Heaven will not perish, our country of heavenly wind

Seeing that Mu Zhong was so excited that he burst into tears, Liu Lang was also deeply moved. He just wanted to comfort him, and then asked him to take him to the main hall. But at this time, there was a bell ringing.

Hearing the bell, Mu Zhong's face changed slightly. Suddenly, the bell came from the center of the capital and the direction of the main hall. This is not an ordinary bell, but an alarm bell. It only rings when Tianfeng kingdom is in a great crisis. However, the alarm bell does not stop ringing at this time.

The main hall is the most dignified and sacred place of Tianfeng kingdom. Unless there is a risk of national subjugation, the alarm will not ring.

Hearing the alarm bell ringing in the main hall, Mu Zhong's face suddenly changed and a little bit of panic flashed. It was obvious that he thought of something terrible.

However, when his eyes swept and saw Liu langzhi, he calmed down a lot.

He remembered that there was a master in Yuan Ying's middle cultivation realm, and Jian Xiu, who was the most aggressive. His face turned fierce, even with a trace of ferocity: "Baisha demon king, lieying ancestor, and Chen Jian, you traitor, can't bear to destroy our capital?"

With that, Mu Zhong suddenly knelt down on one knee at Liu Lang again and said, "Master Liu, please look at the love we have met and save hundreds of millions of people in Tianfeng country!"

Although Liu Lang was the cultivation realm of Yuanying's middle period, Mu Zhong knew that his strength could not match Liu Lang's, so mu Zhong did not dare to be a brother with him any more.

"Brother Mu doesn't have to be like this, and go with me to meet the Baisha little devil, lieying child!" Liu Lang picked up Mu Zhong and said boldly.

Mu Zhong saw absolute self-confidence in Liu Lang's body, and he also felt a sense of security in his heart.

Seeing Liu Lang's arrogance, Mu Ling and others scornfully described the three masters of Baisha Kingdom and lieying Kingdom, who are far away from Manjie Island, as little demons and children. They were all excited, and they echoed: "yes, go to meet Baisha little demons, lieying children!"

The elder was cut off his arm and the elders were going to die, but they had to flee to other places. The young people, such as Muling, didn't know how much grief and indignation they had been repressed and how many times they blamed themselves for their incompetence. Now, everything will be reversed because of elder Liu, who brought them back to Tianfeng country!

"Ha ha, OK, just go to meet the Baisha little devil and lieying child for a while!" Mu Zhong put down the heavy stone in his heart. Seeing Liu Lang say so, he couldn't help laughing.

Out of the cave, a desolate and indignant sound of birds sounded, Huang Ao bird wings spread, from the sky dive down, a wave hit, it fell firmly in front of the cave.

In the distance, over the city wall of the capital, on one side, there were black clouds and bloody spirits, which seemed to destroy the capital; on the other side, there were flames, which covered the sky and the sun, but could not see the end, but also burned out the city.

On the black cloud of blood evil spirit, a man who looked very handsome stood up with pride. At this time, there was no air of immortality on his body, only the black air, which set off the pretty and handsome face with a particularly gloomy look.

In the flames, a tall and straight man stands on the head of a giant eagle, his eyes are as electric as electricity, and the fire is splashing behind him.

Two strong breath rose from these two people and enveloped the capital of the country, which made the people and soldiers in the capital feel the terrible pressure of doomsday, and their breathing became very difficult. Some timid and frail mortals collapsed on the ground and could not move any more."Peng tianwu, now surrender to our country and take Chen blade as king, there is still a way to live, otherwise there will be a river of blood here!" A voice of compassion slowly rang up in the world, but it gave people a feeling of unspeakable evil.

"Peng tianwu, I respect you as a character. Now I will submit to you and regard Chen blade as king. It's still too late, otherwise I will kill you!" A voice of gold and iron followed, reverberating over the whole capital, just like the attack of ten thousand troops, making people nervous.

"Baisha Laomo, lieying Laoer, do you dare to fight me to the end this time? Don't turn around and run away like that mouse?" At this time, a tall one armed man came from the hall with a green dragon sword in his hand. Then the sharp blade pointed at the Baisha demon king and the lieying ancestor.

"Chen Jian, you traitor, do you have the courage to fight with your grandfather Lei Zhentian?" At the same time, a tall and powerful man stepped out of the main hall, holding a pair of sky shaking hammers and a hammer with both hands, making a loud noise. He cried angrily to Chen Jian, who was standing in the Baisha army with a cold face.

Because of Chen Ren's betrayal, Peng tianwu's blood is declining. After all, he can't buy enough time for Lei Zhentian. Moreover, although Lei Zhentian is gifted, he is still a little worse than Peng tianwu when he was young. Although he has the help of Sanye Tianlong Zhuguo, he still hasn't broken through to the cultivation level of the late Yuan infant in just two months.

Of course, just two months is limited. Even if there is no successful breakthrough, Lei Zhentian's strength has made great progress, which is shocking to say. However, in the face of today's war, Yuanying's medium-term cultivation level is not strong enough to affect the whole war situation.

Seeing Lei Zhentian calling for himself in public, Chen Jian's face was uncertain and hesitant. He never dared to step forward