Chapter 1089

at this time, the people in the parliament Hall of glory fortress have already seen the end stage.

"That's the news of the world!"

"Lu Yuan!"

"It's more than 10000 seven level flying dragons!"

"Legion of mages!"

“……”

One after another, they called out the people kneeling around the Shuai tent.

Although the face has no human form, but from the clothing can see all levels of characters.

It's so scary.

What happened in the end, so that the Grand Marshal and deputy commander of Jinghong army, as well as all the high-level figures, knelt on the ground and turned into mummies.

"There is no trace of Zhang San's fighting."

Liad searched through the scenes in the image, but he couldn't find any trace of group attack magic.

But Zhang San clearly knows the situation here.

And only they came back alive.

"Go and invite Mr. Zhang to come and have a talk!"

Riad is eager to know what happened to the Jinghong army.

"No, please. I'm here."

Outside the hall came the faint voice of Zhang Xing.

Shua!

Everyone in the hall looked at the door.

Only three figures appeared in front of them.

Zhang Xing, Ruan Mei, kaiqila.

"Please take your seat, Lord Zhang!"

Riad and others stood up at the same time, politely greeting.

After Zhang Xing sat down, Riad couldn't wait to ask.

"May I ask Mr. Zhang, more than 400 million startled Hongjun and their Grand Marshal..."

"Oh, how did they die?"

Zhang Xingduan took a cup of tea and sipped it.

"Yes, we sent someone to see it. It's so strange that everyone in Jinghong army died."

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"Ha ha! They were killed by their own people. "

"It can be said that he died in the hand of their God of war."

Zhang Xing put down the tea cup, the scene of yesterday appeared in his mind, sneered in his heart, and committed a crime!

"What does that mean?"

They looked at each other, and Riad doubted.

"Wen Tianxia is a summoner. In order to kill several of us, he summoned hell demons."

"As a result, the blood essence was sucked up by the devil of hell, which saved us from doing it."

People listen to do not understand, but can hear the general meaning of Zhang Xing.

They know that there is a calling profession, but it is all from the classics.

No one has ever seen what a Summoner can summon.

What's more, the records in the classics are not detailed, so no one will pay special attention to them.

"What is a hell devil?"

The deputy mayor of Doha asked.

"An alien race, the strength is about half a step eight star Zun state."

"The talent skill is bloodthirsty. Those people died after he sucked the blood dry."

Zhang Xing explained.

"What? "Half step eight star Zun state?"

All the people froze in terror.

Is it crazy to hear that the world is crazy? How dare he summon a foreign demon? Is he not dying?

Oh, yes, he's dead. It seems that he doesn't want to die.

However, this is not his original intention. Who would choose such a laborious way of death!

If the venerable realm of the eastern continent with more than seven stars can know this, they will certainly go to great lengths to cross the sea to destroy the world.

Half step eight star Zun realm is not an ordinary character in the eastern continent.

They come to any one of them, though not as powerful as hell.

But it won't take long to kill hundreds of millions of troops.

"Where did hell go at last?"

Doha asked politely.

Since Zhang San has been there all the way, it is impossible for the hell devil not to see them.

But why didn't they die?