Lord of Pets

"Woo——"

Outside Shanhai City, a devastating self-destruction resulted in a rain of flames that lasted for three minutes.

It was the swan song of life that bloomed after the death of the red-eyed evil beast and the free fall of its remains.

At the same time, a wail reverberated in the sky, as if a child was crying.

The voice was getting louder, sadder, and shriller.

When it was fierce, the wind spread the fire, and countless humans hiding in the barrier choked with sobs and could not help but beat the ground and cry bitterly.

"The Sekiryuutei...died!"

"I, the Lord of Dagan, have not been able to escape this catastrophe after all. God must destroy me, Dagan! God must destroy me, Dagan!"

There are all kinds of mourners and mourners, from soldiers with serious armor and stomach, to scholars full of vicissitudes of life, to young and immature students.

Many generals, big and powerful, were riding on the backs of dragons and horses, with moist eyes and unforgettable expressions of sadness.

The Sekiryuutei is not the strongest king in the seventh domain.

He is not even qualified to be ranked at the front, and can only hang around in the middle and lower reaches.

However, in terms of personal qualities, moral cultivation, talents and foresight, he is well-known and worthy of the words "serving the country and the people".

He is Daqian’s faith! A pillar of strength!

Now he actually... fell down!

What is the difference between this and the earth cracking, the sky collapsing, the rocks breaking, the sea drying up...? !

"Although His Majesty is dead, his will will last forever!"

With a loud shout, a nine-foot-tall man with thick eyebrows rode a giant mountain wolf to fight outside the city.

His momentum was too violent, and his holy power was as bright as the abyss of heaven.

The giant wolf under the seat had claws as sharp as shadows, easily tearing through the thick armored monster's defense layer, tearing out its heart and crushing it into pieces.

"It's the General of Zhenguo. The General of Zhenguo still has the strength to fight!"

There were students in the city who were delighted because the gloomy and gloomy face after the death of the king was filled with new vitality.

But at the very center of Shanhai City, next to the central formation, there was a group of gray-haired old men with only dull, bitter smiles on their lips.

"Although General Wu is already a saint, with his strength, facing this disaster... it will be of little use!"

"What's more, he's still injured, but he's just relying on forbidden drugs to forcibly activate the power of a bloodline warrior..."

Luo Chen, the dean of Shanhai College, let out a long sigh and put his hands behind his back. His already thin body seemed to look even older.

"Your Highness Ran Ran, in my opinion, you should find a way to escape."

"Anyone can die here, but His Majesty's bloodline cannot be lacking. His beliefs and legacy need you to inherit them."

"Yes Ran Ran, it's okay to have me here, why do you have to stay here."

Ji Cangyun's hands were trembling slightly and his face was pale. He was clearly scared and had a moment of panic.

But when he turned around and looked at his sister, his expression immediately calmed down and he tried to persuade her sincerely:

"As long as you can survive, by virtue of your status as a saint of Zulongting, you can one day re-establish the Daqian Dynasty and give birth to new glory."

"Ran Ran, let's go quickly. While those Lords of the Holy Dragon Guard still have the strength to fight, I will take you to escape. The probability of success is not small..."

"No, I'm not leaving!"

Ji Ranran wiped away her tears and interrupted abruptly:

"With my ability, how can I possibly rebuild a dynasty?"

"If Wushang hadn't been here back then, what would this so-called saint have to do with me?"

Ji Ranran had a trace of guilt on her face, but her tone was very firm:

"After so many years, with countless treasures piled up, I barely managed to reach the realm of a hero."

"The Holy Lord is...too far away from me!"

"It's enough to have Yuying. This girl traveled abroad and did not return to Daqian. She did not suffer these hardships. She is really lucky among misfortunes."

"As long as she lives, my father's bloodline will not be cut off, and the glory of Daqian will not wither."

"Only she can attack the Holy Lord in the future, kill evil spirits with her own hands, and avenge us..."

"well……"

Ji Cangyun sighed heavily,

He slowly clenched his fists and stopped talking.

But he didn't say anything after all. What remained in his heart was actually a strong will to die.

…

"kill!

"

Outside Shanhai City, Sekiryuutei's suicidal attack did not resolve the crisis.

The death of tens of thousands of red-eyed evil beasts could not shake the situation at all.

From a farther direction, there are still a steady stream of red-eyed monsters rushing towards them, trying to find loopholes and breaches from all angles of the barrier, trying to break into it even if they blow themselves up or harm themselves.

"The formation can't hold on any longer!"

"Not only are the magic stones exhausted, but the masters and pet beasts who maintain the formation are basically in an overloaded state. They are dying, injured, and sacrificing their lives..."

"In just one hour at most, Shanhai City will lose its outermost layer of defense!"

"Everyone, we are getting old, but we are still capable of fighting!"

"I'm just afraid. As soon as we go out, the evil spirits will focus on us and enslave us into puppets. In turn, they will harm our college and our students..."

"We can't worry about so much anymore!" Another person yelled, "We can learn from Sekiryuutei and carry out self-destructive attacks!"

"In short...if you can delay it for one breath, it's just one breath!"

"Master Siba'an said, uu Kanshu, he has already summoned the Dragon Court and even contacted the Holy Court. The longer we hold on, the more likely reinforcements will arrive!"

"Okay, then... kill!"

"kill!

"

After a group of veterans reached an agreement, Gudong Gudong poured medicine into his throat.

The black potion was bitter and spicy, and it could cause discomfort in the lower abdomen from a distance.

They seemed unaware. After drinking it in a few gulps, they took out the life-explosion potion specially designed for pet beasts and stuffed it into the mouth of the old man with sagging skin and muddy bottom.

After a while, their blood energy rose again. They picked up the spears and spears they had used in their prime, put on new armor and protective equipment, and rushed to the battlefield outside the door.

"Hahaha, I, Jiao Laoliu, am back again!"

"Pink-eyed monsters, try the mountain tread of my big wild boar!"

"The remaining fire of life is burning, and the young talents who support me can do great things... be happy, be happy! Our human race will continue to live forever and prosper from generation to generation, relying on this awakening!"

"Evil spirits! Get out of our home, you are not worthy of living in this world! Die quickly!"

…

Killing in progress.

Suddenly there was an explosion in the sky, and rolling thunderclouds moved forward. A three-legged bird with a wingspan of 500 meters cried out loudly:

"I am not a member of Daqian, but I hate evil spirits. It is you who have caused my people to wither away. This is sworn hatred!"

"I also owe the Sekiryuutei a promise, so it is reasonable to do so. I will burn the corpse today and use the Heavenly Thunder Technique!"

"Wow!" The harsh cry of the crow penetrated the eardrums of dozens of red-eyed beasts, smashing their brains in an instant.

The three-legged Thunder Crow turned into a blue sun and flew high into the sky. Electric arcs as thick as elephant legs crackled, distorting space and flesh and blood souls.