Supreme beauty system

Chapter 531 Eight Desolate Town Devil Art

In Fengcheng, the capital city of Tianmeng, Feng Ling and Ni Er are busy from morning to night. They have already experienced Yu Yang as a hands-off shopkeeper, and they are already used to this kind of busy life.

While arranging the supplies, Ni Er chatted with Feng Ling: "Sister Feng Ling, what do you think is the result of the battle between Yu Yang and the Holy Cult? There has been no news for so many days, will it be dangerous?"

Feng Ling stopped the work in hand, glanced at Nier, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. After all, the holy religion has been accumulated for thousands of years, and their background must be very strong, but she didn't show it. She smiled and comforted : "Don't worry, Nier, have you ever seen that bastard Yu Yang suffer? When he attacked Heishan City before, no one thought he would succeed, so he won it in the end!"

Feng Ling shook his head a little annoyed and felt ridiculous, and sighed: "This guy has never fought a battle that I am sure of. Since he dares to attack the Holy Cult Fire Island, he must be sure of success!"

"Yeah, that's right, but since he left, he has entrusted us with so much heavy work. When he comes back, we must punish him well!" Ni Er stretched her waist and complained with her mouth pouting.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a soldier ran in in a panic.

"My two ladies, it's not good. Three miles ahead, I found that the army is pressing down on the border. In half an hour, they will attack the city!"

"what?"

Feng Ling and Ni Er were startled, and stood up quickly. What they were most worried about happened. At this time, Yu Yang was not there, and they were most afraid that some unscrupulous people would take the opportunity to attack Fengcheng.

Feng Ling quickly calmed down, Yu Yang left half of their troops behind, obviously expecting someone to attack, and asked: "Which force is the enemy, and how many people are coming?"

The subordinate wiped the sweat from his forehead, tremblingly said: "It's the corpse gate, there are at least a hundred thousand people here..."

"One hundred thousand!?"

Feng Ling was startled, I'm afraid the Corpse Sect came out in full force this time, he must be crazy, dispatching an army of [-] just to deal with them Tianmeng?

"Sister Feng Ling, what should we do?" Ni Er was already in a panic, and Yu Yang was not there. Although Feng City still had half of its troops, it was impossible to resist the [-] army of Shimen.

Feng Ling frowned, knowing that she couldn't panic at this moment, she immediately said, "Ni'er, you contact Yu Yang, I'll tell the generals to guard Fengcheng, at least insist on Yu Yang's arrival!"

Feng Ling immediately ordered to go down, and the Fengcheng soldiers also got the news that there was a large army pressing down on them, and the atmosphere was dignified, and they quickly arrived at the battle posts on the city wall.

"Hooho..."

Tian Yaohou heard that there was a battle to be fought, but didn't feel it at all. The danger was approaching. Standing on the city wall, he slapped his chest and roared excitedly.

At this moment, a dense mass of darkness could be seen outside the city wall. It was the army of the Corpse Gate, and the roar of killing made the defenders of Fengcheng weaker.

Feng Ling stood on the city wall without flinching at all. She obviously felt that everyone was a little timid, so she frowned slightly, stood on the high platform, and said loudly: "Generals, soldiers, listen to me!"

Although Feng Ling's voice was not as strong as a man's, it was light and sweet, reminded of everyone's ears, and attracted everyone's attention.

It was the first time for Feng Ling to be watched by so many people, it was a bit unnatural, but she knew that now was not the time to be hypocritical, so she took a deep breath and said loudly: "Now is the most dangerous time for Fengcheng, and the leader Yu Yang is not here, Fengcheng Our safety is tied to each of us!"

Feng Ling glanced at every soldier, and continued: "Our Tianmeng has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and has never had a defeat. These are the results achieved under Yu Yang's leadership, but our Tianmeng The guards are all elites, even without Yu Yang's leadership at this moment, we can still win the battle, this station is the best opportunity to prove it, defend Fengcheng!"

"Defend the Windy City!"

"Defend the Windy City!"

……

At this moment, the soldiers' passion was rekindled, and they roared angrily, no less powerful than the [-] troops below!

At this moment, Yu Yang, who is the headquarters of the Holy Cult, got into the underground treasure house of the Holy Cult excitedly. Looking at the mountains of treasures, his body seemed to turn into a bottomless pit, swallowing them instantly.

"Cool!"

Yu Yang touched his disciple exaggeratedly and roared.

"Hmph, no future!" The system's disdainful voice sounded in Yu Yang's mind.

Yu Yang didn't care, and asked, "System, how much faith value did we collect this time?"

The system was silent and calculated, and said, "Congratulations, Yu Yang. After this baptism, you have accumulated 230 million faith points. You have conquered Fire Island and completed the task. Now I will give you reward options. First, 100 million. Faith value; second, the practice of Bahuang Zhenmojue!"

Yu Yang swallowed saliva, 100 million faith points, which he didn't dare to imagine before, but he was still not satisfied, and said, "Can't we have both?"

"The human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant, so I can only choose one!" The system already knew Yu Yang's virtues, so he didn't bother to explain anything.

"One million faith points, Kung Fu Bahuang Town Demon Art?" Yu Yang was not in a hurry to make a choice, he was very curious, what is this Bahuang Town Demon Art that can be equivalent to 100 million faith points.

Yu Yang asked curiously: "System, what kind of skill is this Eight Desolation Town Demon Art that can be worth 100 million faith points?"

"Yu Yang, I can't interfere with your choice, but I just want to remind you that the magic art in the town of Bahuang Town is worth 100 million belief points!" choose.

As soon as Yu Yang gritted his teeth, the system's words were very clear: "Okay, I choose the Eight Desolation Town Demon Art!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, Yu Yang, for learning the S-level exercises, don't panic about suppressing demons!"

Recalling the system prompt, Yu Yang couldn't wait to see what was so special about the exercises, but there was no explanation, just an extra move in his mind: Eight Desolation Suppressing Demons.But still unable to display the state.

"What is this? The system, are you kidding me?"

Yu Yang immediately became unhappy. He felt that this exercise was not worth 100 million faith points at all.

"You'll know when the time comes!" The system didn't bother to explain anything to Yu Yang.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Yu Yang frowned slightly. He felt that the explosion seemed to have happened in the sky. Could it be that the war is not over yet?

Yu Yang rushed out of the underground secret room, there was a commotion on the ground, dark clouds surged in the sky, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere made Yu Yang feel uneasy.

The dark clouds surged quickly, and turned into a pair of huge eyes, a pair of blood-red eyes, exuding a violent and murderous aura, looking down on everything on Fire Island.

"Where are the ants, how dare you destroy my foundation here!" The red eyes jumped, and the voice sounded like thunder in everyone's heart.