White Wolf, Gray Pig, Black Turtle!

    Celestial City continues to be in the midst of melee fighting.

    The blood dyed the sky, and the sun hanging on the sky, became extremely dazzling under the blood scarlet.

    However, everyone knows that this fight of Celestial City, victory and defeat ...

    It doesn't really matter.

    It is the old tortoise that decides all of this and the survival of Jiuzhou, and blocking the old tortoise is the key.

    Lu Changyi hold sword in his left hand, the sword and the cross-cut too, Tian Xin Tong's believers turned into ashes, with his strength, enough to make a way in Tian Xin Tong army.

    Not far from him, Dongfang Qing did the same. Wherever he went, Tian Xin Tong avoided dispersal, a silver-white long sword glowed with coldness, blood, and dripped slowly along the edge of the blade.

    At this time, both of them were looking out of the city, toward the old tortoise.

    They both know ...