After seeing Tang Zhen disappear, the monk in black robe stood there and thought for a while before he continued to control the crazy citizens and continued to rush towards the cyborg headquarters.

On the twenty-eight main roads, you can see the figures of monks in Loucheng from time to time, and they are killing groups of cyborg agents with various strange means.

Even those high-rise protective walls could not stop their offensive. With the violent roar, tall buildings and protective walls would be destroyed and collapsed from time to time.

Looking down from a high altitude, the entire city was completely in chaos, with explosions and fire extending all the way toward the location of the cyborg headquarters.

At this moment, the cyborg headquarters was surrounded by figures of king-level monks.

They looked different, but without exception, exuded a terrifying aura, flashing around the cyborg castle like lightning and attacking the castle.

The ground around the castle was full of cyborgs' broken bodies. They who had firmly controlled this world were fragile in front of the monks in Loucheng, as if they were fragile!

The cyborg, who had long discovered something was wrong, had completely closed all entrances and exits of the castle and was ready to rely on the castle's strong defense to block the enemy.

However, the indestructible fortress in the eyes of cyborgs cannot provide them with a sense of security at this time.

Facing the powerful monk in Loucheng, this cyborg castle was finally broken even with a turtle shell!

At that time, the monks in Loucheng will drive in, and the cyborgs hiding inside will be destined to die.

In order to avoid such a tragic end, the cyborg has tried its best to launch an attack. Countless cannons have made lights, chasing the figure of the monks in Loucheng, constantly launching attacks.

But for king-level monks, these defensive weapons that can pose a fatal threat to ordinary people cannot cause effective damage to them at all.

As figures broke through the fire blockade, the monks of Loucheng had leaned directly against the fortress's shell, and then began to bombard the castle's metal shell one after another.

Because the castle is completely closed, if you want to enter it, you will have to break through the defense outside.

The swords in their hands danced and kept falling on the castle shell. The metal walls that could withstand the impact of cannons were slashed and terrifying wounds were slashed by these king-level monks!

With the fierce attacks of these king-level monks, the surface of the castle became scarred in an instant.

At this moment, a strong man wearing thick armor and head-shaped horns were constantly yelling at the top of the castle, and the hammers in his hand also fell on the metal shell of the castle one after another.

With his fierce attack, cracks appeared in the metal shell. Even though it was constantly filled and solidified by the liquid flowing inside, the repair speed still could not keep up with the speed of destruction.

Seeing this, the king-level monk let out a smug laugh, and the raised war hammer suddenly burst out with a dazzling light and smashed it hard towards the metal shell.

"boom!"

A deafening sound came, and the metal shell was directly broken into a big hole. Then the king-level monk jumped into it with a crazy laugh.

About twenty meters away, a king-level monk with iron chains hanging on it, with green characters flashing on it, let out a cold snort and pulled off a sign on the chain.

He threw the sign towards the metal shell, and then the entire sign quickly shattered, and a ball of green smoke rose into the air.

At the same time, a piece of green liquid also spread on the metal shell. Amid the "squeaking" corrosion sound, a large hole was quickly broken into the metal shell, which was enough for a monk to enter smoothly.

After glanced at the king-level monks around him, he let out a "hehe" laugh and jumped down.

Seeing this, the king-level monks around him immediately accelerated the bombardment speed. Soon, big holes were blasted out of the metal shell of the castle.

Judging from the performance of these king-level monks, they clearly mean to compete with each other.

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The performance of these monks in Loucheng is actually very normal.

The area of ​​the wild war zone is quite vast. These king-level monks rarely have the opportunity to contact each other on weekdays. Now they gather together because of the special conscript order, so they naturally have to compete with each other.

They are all king-level monks, and no one wants to be looked down upon by others. Naturally, they have to show their strength.

Of course, this is just the little thought of ordinary king-level monks. For those truly powerful king-level monks, this kind of competition is meaningless at all, and they don’t bother to participate.

Just as hundreds of king-level monks flocked to the cyborg headquarters one after another, four men and women of different figures were watching the battle scene coldly at the top of a building in the distance.

There are strong fluctuations in the laws around the bodies of these four people, and the space seems to be unable to withstand this huge pressure, and traces of tearing are constantly appearing.

There is no doubt that they are the four rule kings involved in this action!

"Blood River King, are you sure your information is correct. Those enemies won't get news of our attack?"

The monk Loucheng who asked questions was a tall monk wearing white bone armor, his back was like a peacock spreading his face and was covered with bone spurs, and even his face was occupied by protruding bones.

The person he asked was a pale, charming and sharp-eared man. He was wearing a blood-red robe, which looked like blood was constantly flowing, exuding a strong smell of blood.

The Blood River King glanced at the bone man and sneered, and a hint of confidence appeared on his strange and delicate face.

"Don't worry, Bone King, there will definitely be no problem with my source!"

After saying that, he stuck out his tongue and added a blood-red lips, and said in a tone with a hint of aftertaste: "This information can come from a senior executive of a cyborg, so it is absolutely impossible to be wrong.

And that guy's blood is also very special, with a strange fragrance, which is really reminiscent of people!"

After hearing the Blood River King's answer, the White Bone King nodded expressionlessly, then held his arms and continued to stare at the movements on the battlefield.

There was also a man and a woman standing next to her. The woman's skin was silver-white, with a pair of silver-white wings on her back, and there were even scales around her eyes. There was a cluster of bright feathers growing on the center of her eyebrows.

She looked at the King of Blood River with an intoxicated look on her face, and she looked disgusted, and snorted gently, but did not speak.

However, the tall man next to her, with black scales all over her body and a thin blood-colored horn on her head turned to look at the Blood River King.

"I heard that the Blood River King has powerful secret techniques and the means of obtaining information and intelligence are unparalleled in the entire war zone. I wonder if I can answer the next question?"

When the Blood River King heard this, he turned his head and swept the alien king with black scales on his face and blood-red eyes. He said in a faint tone: "What's the problem with the Red Horn King? Even if I ask, I will tell you if I know it!"

Answering a question to the other party and getting a favor is a good deal.

King Chijiao nodded and asked to King Xuehe: "So may I ask King Xuehe, do you know where Tang Zhen, the Lord of Holy Dragon City, is now?"

When the three people next to him heard this name, they frowned and looked at the Red Horn King in one go.

"You mean the King of Wild Storm Tang Zhen, why did he come too?"

The King of Silver Wings, with silver-gray wings, asked in a tone of surprise.

The Blood River King and the White Bone King also looked surprised and meditative, as if the name Tang Zhen had an extraordinary meaning to them.

The originally leisurely atmosphere also became a bit solemn because of the name Tang Zhen.

The Blood River King originally planned to continue selling information and let King Chijiao ow him a favor, but when he heard the other party asking for information from Tang Zhen, his eyes flashed slightly.
Chapter completed!