The venue was quiet, and everyone in the imperial capital was surprised. The powerful Jinling, who was not exposed and only had six colors of radiance, was surprisingly easy to speak.

In their opinion, there was no awakened person in the auditorium who did not come to the alliance with hostility. If possible, they even wanted to set up the saint magic patterns under the auditorium and suppress all the rebellious strong men to death.

The speakers of the imperial capital on the stage slowly moved the agenda of the meeting to **. They began to talk about the "unification of the army" of the four cities and the "accelerator is placed under the jurisdiction of the military" two proposals that were enough to cause a mutiny in Jinling.

The atmosphere in the auditorium became very dissonant, and murderous intent surged in an instant. No one wanted to be bound.

A strong and strong man, lowered his head and stepped out of the crowd step by step with his slow and powerful steps. He had long black hair flying in the air, covered with silver battle armor, and a helmet of attention on his head. His whole body was covered with crystal holy light, like a god coming to the dust, making people feel throbbing and wanting to worship him.

"Haha, this guy is the third son of the Super God Host, an awakened person with the 'hero system'. Be careful, the sacred light on him will invisibly affect people's mind." Xia Wushuang glanced at the young strong man who separated the crowd and slowly walked towards the high platform. Although the other party may not necessarily recognize him, he still remembers this 'own son' who was once spent a lot of money by the Super God Host and wanted to recover.

When Hong San and Shi Wanting heard this, their expressions were both stunned, and then they immediately felt a sense of consciousness and returned to normal.

Seeing a powerful Jinling walk straight up to the platform and standing under the stage, everyone in the imperial capital suddenly condensed and all had slight movements. The awakened people in the auditorium were not slow to move, and a huge magic power rushed out of their bodies. A posture that was about to start a war was undoubtedly revealed.

"Get down!" The young Jinling strong man was not polite at all. He approached the imperial capital who was one level lower than him, raised his leg and kicked the man who was talking directly.

"Rareless!" The seven strongest kings of the imperial capital below the stage finally waited for this opportunity, and at the same time they joined forces to awaken a saint's magic pattern and pressed onto the stage.

The power of the demons was vast. The awakened people in the auditorium were shocked by the aura of the saint. Unexpectedly, the people in the imperial capital prepared such a killer move so sinisterly.

The King of Jinling who was on stage frowned. Obviously, he did not expect the situation in front of him. The seven kings activated a piece of saint's magic pattern to kill another king. This is probably a plan that the imperial capital has prepared long ago.

This is killing the chicken to scare the monkey!

However, at this moment, Xia Wushuang made a secret move. He instantly reached out his hand and cut out an invisible sword energy, breaking the Holy Demon Pattern from the weakest point.

Bang! The entire Saint Formation pattern broke open, and the terrifying aura that had just risen disappeared invisible in an instant and turned into nothing.

"If you have a meeting, why be so angry..." Xia Wushuang smiled like this and said to the people on the stage and off the stage. Shi Wanting secretly kicked him. This guy spoke like he was farting. It was not worth trusting.

The atmosphere was a little stiff. The seven kings of the imperial capital all looked ugly. Because the King of Jinling, who was not visible in the hall, was so buggy that he found the flaws of the Saint formation pattern in one breath, and shattered with one blow, and his strength was incalculable.

The young strong man on the stage finally recognized Xia Wushuang. This awakened man in the No. 7 gank position was not very powerful in his eyes. Because when this man was still a demon master of the Fiery Sun level, he had faced a powerful saint and successfully rescued him from his claws.

The young and powerful man who was already matured had a cold smile on his lips. He faced the Seven Kings of the Imperial Capital and said, "Do you propose to integrate the awakened people of the entire Jinling City and then to the military management?"

"Then I'm very curious, what capital do you have to say like this?!" The young strong man threw the silver helmet on his head to the ground with a 'wash' and sneered: "In the past six months, Jinling City has been attacked by thirty-seven demons. The awakened people in the city have all been dispatched, killing more than three million monsters. I would like to ask, how many monsters have the military killed in these tragic battles? What has the imperial capital done?"

Xia Wushuang smiled. This guy is worthy of being a member of the super god host's "Three Gods System". The questions raised now are specifically designed to look for those very biased directions. Once the listener enters his thinking, he will be detached from anger and will be unable to extricate himself.

"Of course, we all admit that if a city is not managed by the military, relying solely on us awakened people who only know how to fight, it will collapse sooner or later. Therefore, we who have no power to rule have never thought of fighting for control of the city."

He stood on the stage, facing the eyes of the people in the imperial capital that almost kill people, and continued to sneer: "But please understand the situation. Not fighting for it does not mean that we are willing to be bound. As the main force of this city, if you really want to control us, you can! Please drive all the alien creatures in the southeast area back to their world before talking about it! If you can't even do this, then go back to the imperial capital as soon as possible and don't embarrass people here!"

The last sentence was loud and loud, which caused all the awakened people in the venue to burst into laughter. The faces of the people in the imperial capital were blue and black, so gloomy that water dripped out.

"What are you?! Is it your turn to speak in the military and national affairs?" In the imperial capital, a king stood up and scolded him. This man was young, only fourteen or five years old, but his tone was a bit scary.

"I am named Ye Feng." The young man in Jinling City was not afraid, and smiled coldly, opened his mouth and cursed: "Little brat, you are not a guy."

"So brave!" In an instant, the fourteen-five-year-old boy shouted, and his body rushed into amazing magic. He stepped onto the platform in one step, and confronted him less than five steps away from the Jinling King named Ye Feng.

This is the real evil boy. At the age of fourteen or five years old, he became a saint-level strongman in the late twilight stage. He was proud of his youth, so he was naturally extremely arrogant and arrogant.

The boy walked up to the platform with murderous intent. Ye Feng, who had the "hero system", had no sign of contempt in his eyes.

The end of the world has only been around for half a year. The strong man who can reach the peak level of the dusk holy level at this period either has extremely powerful gods as the backstage or encounters some shocking adventure. No one is that simple.

However, at this moment, Xia Wushuang suddenly frowned, her eyelids twitched, and she directly knocked down the chair behind her with a 'slam', and suddenly stood up from her position.

A huge sense of crisis surged into his heart. A very depressing aura suddenly spread throughout the auditorium.

"What's going on?! What happened?!"

Hong San also stood up, the tsunami fist stirred up terrifying storms, directly shattering the roof of the auditorium, and showing the endless darkness in the sky in front of everyone.

Then the Storm Spirit, Shi Yunfei, Wei Wuji, and Dimos suddenly burst out with their own thick and depressing aura, looking into the hollow of the auditorium. A little white light as big as a grain of rice suddenly appeared there, and a terrifying aura was noticed by these top powerhouses before they landed on the ground.

"You play slowly, when will the result be concluded, and when will it be said to make everyone happy?" Xia Wushuang said lightly, flew away, feeling very unhappy.

It was almost a fun thing to watch. A sudden change occurred over Jinling City. An extremely powerful saint power was trying to penetrate the crystal wall of the plane and descend above Jinling City.

This is obviously a sudden catastrophe. If a highly aggressive saint descends to Jinling, the city that accommodates tens of millions of survivors will undoubtedly suffer devastating trauma.

"Look at the magicians and ordinary people below the dusk stairs. Those living by the city should quickly withdraw from Jinling City; those who are difficult to leave in the city should quickly hide in the air-raid shelter!" Xia Wushuang roared like a thrilling thunder, which sounded over the entire city, instantly awakening countless people from their sleep.

The strong men of Storm Spirit followed closely and issued waves of emergency evacuation warnings. At the same time, the night watchmen who heard the warning also turned on the air defense alarms in various cities, causing the sharp alarm to resound over the entire Jinling City.

"It's a turbulent autumn, a turbulent autumn." The Storm Spirit lowered his blue grass hat and murmured. His momentum was as ethereal as elusive lightning, and it was not inferior to Xia Wushuang, who rushed to the white light spots in the sky first. (To be continued...)
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