National Castle: A Hundredfold Increase

The huge body of the big fat cat was shaking constantly, and he let out a huge laugh.

The laughter is wild and has a very special magic, which makes people immersed in it unconsciously.

"Old friend, come out and meet, I miss you a little."

The voice of the big fat cat directly drowned the entire city, and I don't know how many residents were panicking.

Many well-connected people have left from other city gates, temporarily staying away from this place of right and wrong.

"I didn't kill you last time, this time you will stay forever."

A domineering voice came from far and near.

The first word uttered seemed to be on the horizon, but at the time of the last word, the person was already standing on the city wall, overlooking the big fat cat below.

It was a middle-aged man. He was very fair-looking, and he was a little handsome as a middle-aged man, but his eyes seemed to have firelight coming out of them, which was very impressive, and he couldn't forget it at first sight.

He is the current city lord of the Eight Desolate City, and his body is the ghost of the immortal phoenix.

"It's really rare to find a helper. I didn't expect you, a dead cat, to admit to counseling." Ming Xiang said with disdain.

As the undead Mingfeng, and a leader among the upper gods, the most feared thing in the underworld is siege.

The big fat cat laughed and said coldly: "Ming Xiang, this time is not a fight between you and me, but little brother Hong Yi has already taken a fancy to your position as the city lord. I advise you to obediently let the city lord come out. Throne, if you leave here, you can still leave a small life, otherwise, if you see the huge army behind me, you will die without a place to be buried."

Ming Xiang's eyes were full of disdain, obviously disdain for Hong Yi's troops.

However, Hong Yi was sitting on the back of Emperor Feng, without any sadness or joy, without showing any expression, quietly watching the big fat cat and Ming Xiang talking nonsense.

The two former kings, now that they met, were just words, and they didn't even look like they wanted to fight. Hong Yi suddenly felt very uneasy.

In this matter, he felt a sense of conspiracy from beginning to end.

Now, seeing that these two former Eight Desolate City bosses are still chattering incessantly, Hong Yi is even more convinced of the thoughts in his heart.

At the same time, a group of people had come to Hong Yi's castle.

This is a 20-person expedition team composed of bright knights and bright priests, led by a white bishop.

Since the last time the ten members of the Church of Light died here in Hong Yi, the Church of Light had designated Hong Yi as a heretic. After a period of investigation, this time a team of Light Knights and a team were dispatched. The team formed by Priest Guangming to eliminate heresy was led by a bishop in white, and the purpose was to completely eliminate Hong Yi.

The light magic cast by the bishop in white could block their figures. Even if Hong Yi's troops passed by their side, they wouldn't even notice it.

Suddenly, the bishop in white seemed to feel something, and withdrew his magic, revealing his figure.

The pure white robe, the holy staff, and the holy face couldn't hide the cold, ruthless, bone-marrow eyes.

"The glory of the Lord will always shine on the earth, warm the world, and make people do good."

"The Lord said that anyone who does not believe in me is a heretic."

"Destroy these heretics in front of you."

The bishop in white raised the staff in his hand high, but his expression was cold and ruthless.

The Bright Knight and Bright Priest agreed in a deep voice, and their eyes became ruthless.

A dwarf is carrying a mining hoe, looking for a new ore vein.

Since the underground world was included in Hong Yi's castle, the dwarves couldn't continue mining in it, they could only do some forging and find new mines.

Hundreds of dwarves are bred by Hong Yi every day, so many dwarves are not needed for forging, so other dwarves have to go out to find new ore veins.

He just determined that the place he was looking for was not a brand new mineral vein, but when he looked up, he saw a man in a white robe appeared in front of him.

Before he had time to speak, Pastor Guangming said with a cold expression: "Here, accept God's judgment."

A huge white light descended from the sky, directly pinning the dwarf to the ground, and the dead can no longer die.

The people who came this time have the lowest cultivation base, all of them are the median gods, there are more than a dozen upper gods, and the unfathomable bishop in white.

Twenty-one of them were separated, but all troops who encountered them were killed.

This time, when he went to the Eight Desolate City, Hong Yi took away almost half of his troops. Although the remaining troops were many, they were mostly low-level troops.

Qingluan, who was refining the earth-level spirit fire, suddenly opened his eyes. As a wild monster about to step into the middle god, its intuition was very sensitive, and it felt a threat to life.

The threat came from the forest not far away.

At this time, the thousand-year-old plane trees have grown abnormally tall, far taller than those tall trees in the forest.

Qingluan stood on the thousand-year-old plane tree, looking at the forest in the distance, suddenly fluttered and flew at a very fast speed, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

After taking the essence of a seventh-order double-headed flying dragon, the bishop in white looked up at the flying green luan.

He sensed that Qingluan was just an ordinary wild monster, and he didn't care.

Anyway, as long as the armies of the castle lord are not allowed to leave to report the news.

These people from the Church of Light are really too powerful, and the arms that are so powerful that Hong Yi are not even the slightest opponents.

No matter how many arms come together, the difference in strength cannot be made up by numbers, and even these arms are killed if they can't even pass the news.

When the members of the Church of Light were about to reach Hong Yi's castle, they saw a dense spider web in the sky.

A head of human-faced demon spider is weaving a web between the tall trees.

On the trunks of those trees, there are faces of human beings, which are very strange.

That's the tree people.

The tree people are not like the ancient war tree, they don't want to move after they are planted. Therefore, those human-faced spiders formed layers of webs on their bodies, which not only used to catch some small wild monsters, but also played a certain preventive role.

The white bishop stood on the spot, and the bright knights and bright priests quickly assembled behind him.

"Here, it really is a heresy, to be in the company of these monsters, it's not a pity to die." The bishop in white said coldly.

Immediately, with a wave of the staff, a huge white beam of light descended from the sky.

But all the human-faced demon spiders and the warriors of the tree people who were shrouded in the white beam of light were all silently absorbed.

A passage immediately appeared in front of them, and the bishop in white snorted coldly and walked over first.