"Zhou Cang led 10,000 troops out of the city to drag the seriously injured dragon back to the city, and snatch the man's body back together!"

In order to avoid the lesson from last time, Zhou Yiran ordered Zhou Cang to leave the city.

"Yes!" Zhou Cang received the order, and the gate to the military field opened wide. Zhou Cang led 10,000 troops to run towards the corpse of the Dark Bone Dragon.

No one dares to intercept.

The thirteen sharp red lights that had just passed through the sky not only shocked all the magicians, but also shocked the advancers in the hostile camp.

Zhou Cang ordered five thousand people to tie up the seriously injured dark dragon, and threw himself into checking the situation of the person in the red robe.

The soldiers surrounded the corpse of the Red Robe. Even if they died, the Red Robe's whole body was still shrouded in the Red Robe, or he was afraid that others would see his body.

Zhou Cang took out the red robe with a big knife, and a skeleton that was completely gone was revealed inside, but some muscles could be vaguely seen where the skeletons were connected.

"Take it away!" Zhou Cang ordered the soldiers and generals to come forward and lift his body up.

Zhou Cang looked at the sickle standing beside him and sighed inwardly at the sharpness of the sickle.

Zhou Cang picked up the sickle, tricked her and said, "Good weapon! Unfortunately, he was so resentful!"

The seriously injured dragon had no strength to resist and was trapped by the generals with huge hemp ropes to be dragged away.

At this moment, two old men appeared next to the Dark Dragon.

Zhou Cang waved his palm, and three thousand soldiers surrounded two old men. Zhou Cang walked by, and the soldiers separated in the middle. He held the blood-dropping sickle in his hand.

The two old men's eyes shifted from the dragon to the sickle in Zhou Cang's hand.

"Why? Why did he die so easily?" An old man in the holy priest's robe was a little sad, perhaps because of his pity for the original owner of the weapon.

"Who are you?" Zhou Cang felt the pressure brought to him by the two old men and shouted.

"We? We are here to kill this thing that should not have been born!" Another old man finished speaking. Zhou Cang shook his head and said, "Leave! You are not there when you kill the dragon, but now it is here. I understand your thoughts!" After Zhou Cang finished speaking, an embarrassing expression appeared on the faces of the two old men.

When the red robe was attacked, they did not appear on the side. They did have the intention to kill the dark dragon, but they did not have the courage to take action.

"This creature should not belong to this world. Can it be killed?" the old man asked.

Zhou Cang said: "Nothing can be told!"

The two old men looked at the dragon, then looked at the weapons in Zhou Cang's hand, and secretly weighed them: "We are just warning you that this creature is an ominous thing."

Zhou Cang said nothing, and the two old men turned around and left.

They did not have a conflict with Zhou Cang. Although they wanted to kill the dark dragon, they were afraid of the red light that killed the clone of the Death God.

The Red Robe is their apprentice. The Red Robe is naturally aware of his strength. People like him die in the blink of an eye. Who else can provoke here?

The dark bone dragon roared. He was not angry because of the death of the Red Robe, but because of his own injury.

The soldiers forward dragged the dark bone dragon to the Islamic military field.

Zhou Yiran looked at the struggled bone dragon and had a thought in his mind. Can he subdue the bone dragon as a mount?

The bone dragon had no flesh on its body and looked quite terrifying. Those who were promoted like Motian were actually a little afraid.

Zhou Cang came to Zhou Yiran: "Lord, I have brought this corpse and it back successfully!" After Zhou Cang finished speaking, he flashed and stood behind him. A fleshless skeleton appeared in front of Zhou Yiran.

After several thousand-mile kills, Zhou Yiran received a prompt: the death of the Death clone, and the cumulative damage to the Death clone reached one million, because he ignored defense several times. The damage to it was extremely high.

Zhou Yiran looked at the skeleton and was quite afraid of the only person he had used several thousand miles to kill.

If you don't have the ability to kill thousands of miles, it may be difficult to kill this person.

"Go to rest!" Zhou Yiran said to Zhou Cang.

"Yes, lord!" Zhou Cang left.

The dark dragon was still struggling hard, and Zhou Yiran walked to the dark dragon, looked at the huge dragon bone, and thought to himself: "Is there any way Chen Xiang can tame it? If he owns two dragons, there is no need to worry about his own safety in the future. The dark bone dragon roared. The many sub-dragon flying dragons in the Dragon Valley had already felt the threat deeply.

But they had to face this threat. The people guarding at the door were too powerful. The powerful Flying Dragon Clan could not fight against it. If they turned against each other, the Flying Dragon Clan might be destroyed.

The advanced in this promotion battle saw Zhou Yiran's strength, and that kind of strength was irresistible.

It seems that Zhou is no longer the same level as them.

This is the power to fully utilize the advantages of career.

There are 100 professions in one hundred people. Zhou still has never seen the same profession. There are many kinds of professions and no repetitions. Each profession has its own advantages.

A wise man advances to the heaven and controls the heaven and time, and becomes very strong if he uses his own advantages.

A cultivator can capture the black demon dragon in just level 20. Some professions at level 60 are extremely difficult to capture the black demon dragon.

Because the princes and pioneers need very few resources, they can completely possess millions of high-level troops using this advantage.

Each profession has its own advantages and also its own weaknesses.

A cultivator must go through the heavenly tribulation and nine out of ten will die.

Moutian's own strength is too weak.

The princes and pioneers need to rely on the strong.

Lu Bu, Zhang Liao and others changed their eyes when they saw Zhou Yiran.

Zhou Yiran had never used the Qianli Killing skill in front of them. Even Zhou Cang had never seen it.

Qianli Killing was in the early stage, Zhou Yiran's trump card, and he would win every hit. After obtaining Zhou Cang, a senior general, he began to pay attention to his subordinates' abilities, and Qianli Killing had never been used again.

Lu Bu and others saw the power of Qianli killing. Qianli killing ground was very powerful. What made them feel most irresistible was the speed. The speed of light was different from that of arrows, and this red light was something they could not dodge.

The dark bone dragon has just been created and cannot speak. It is full of wildness. Without the master of the Red Robe, the dark bone dragon has exploded with the wildness of killing in its bones.

If it weren't for the Dark Bone Dragon's serious injury, it would have caused killing at this moment.

Zhou Yiran ordered people to take good care of the dark bone dragon. If the bone dragon is seriously injured and healed, he would be seriously injured again. If the bone dragon hurts, kill him.

Chen Xiang looked at the dark bone dragon and was quite surprised by the power of the bone dragon. Even though the bone dragon is seriously injured, he cannot conquer it himself.

The Qianli killing skill of the Merit Monument killed the Death Clan, but it was consumed seven times, and the seven God-Fengshou Guards were seriously injured.

Zhou Yiran built two buildings, but the princes and pioneers had not yet built one building. This was what Zhou Yiran ordered. The princes and pioneers' buildings were regarded as Zhou Yiran's trump card.

If all of them were built in one breath and all of their trump cards were found by their opponents, the future battle would probably be difficult. The angel became more and more afraid of the opponent's strength. The castle and the owner of that castle were his strong enemy. He could not even fight against it.

The Dark Angel remembered the more than ten beams of light that had just happened.

Terrible, it's simply terrible.

"Are you just avoiding this?" The Dark Angel said to himself, "What trump card does the opponent have?

The Lord of Sky City said: "Chief, their sharp attacks are used continuously. There must be limits. I guess, the limit is the number of times they use it."

The Dark Angel said, "I know what kind of team he is? He is so strong?"

The Lord of Sky City looked dim. Since the collapse of the siege, his side has been at a disadvantage. If his 50,000 troops were not dead, what fear would he be of him?

Originally, the two sides had the ability to confront each other, but a major and fatal mistake occurred with the Lord of Sky City.

A few minutes of heavy rain caused his siege to collapse. The direct consequence was to kill his high-level troops. If his soldiers were still there, the situation might be completely different.

The confrontation in the promotion battle is not a small-scale confrontation between two teams. There are other promotionrs on both sides in the promotion battle, and they are all waiting for the opportunity.

Zhou Yiran puts more pressure on people, and all the promotionists in the Dragon Valley regarded Zhou Yiran as a simulated opponent.

The Magicians Legion realized the strength of the opponent, and as an attacker, he could not shrink. The Magicians Legion began to move and advance towards Dragon Valley.

Some advanced players in Dragon Valley are preparing to hide in the forest to harass and sneak attacks the Magician Legion, but the Magician Legion has both defense and is protected by the promotional Legion, so it is difficult to find the shortcomings.

Zhou Yiran listened to Li Jiangshan's report in the sect army field. Zhou Yiran understood the movements of the magician legion. Now the focus is not on the magician legion, but on the promotions in the magician legion, to prevent them from taking a different sword and carrying out unpredictable sneak attacks.

The advancers in the Dragon Valley looked up at the defense of the local sect military field at the Longgukou. Zhou still assisted them. This field was a barrier to protect them and was insurmountable. If Zhou still turned against him, the local sect military field at the Valley Valley would be advantageous to a tall village gate and cage, locking him and others tightly in the Dragon Valley.

The two old men who came to kill the Dark Dragon did not enter the Magicians' Legion.

The three magicians in the magician legion were their disciples, and now they have two of them died in battle. Although the two great magicians were unwilling to watch the only one remaining disciple die, this war was annexation war, and the Feilong clan was caught and faced with enslavement.

The bigger reason is that they still have failed to complete their own experiments, and some magic has not been innovated. They have witnessed the power of killing thousands of miles with their own eyes. Then they are determined to stay and become intentionally leaving. If they stay here, they have a great chance of dying here.

"Report! The magician army advanced thirty miles again, and now it is less than thirty miles away from Dragon Valley!" Ma Zhan came to report.

The horse-field cavalry lost their combat effectiveness in the mountains. However, the reconnaissance ability they cultivated was not lost due to the loss of cavalry.

"Thirty miles! Observe closely and report immediately if there is any movement!" Zhou Yiran ordered Ma Zhan to leave.

Zhou Yiran stood up, thinking about the magician's legion's actions, suddenly raised his head and said, "Call Lu Bu!"

The commander goes down.

Not long after, the sound of trivial pieces of armor colliding, Lu Bu came in from the outer door and said, "When will the lord call Fengxian?"

"A few days ago, you sneaked into the magician army. How far is their magic attack distance?" Zhou Yiran asked.

Lu Bu recalled that he had intercepted the Magician Legion alone. The Magician Legion finally used a powerful magic, but the situation was urgent at the time. The distance was not clearly visible.

Lu Bu thought for a moment and said, "About seven hundred steps!"

"Seven hundred steps?" Zhou Yiran said.

"Yes, seven hundred steps, the magic power is extremely powerful. If they come, the lord needs to be careful!" Lu Bu said.

"I understand, go down!" Zhou Yiran said.
To be continued...