Southern Zhou Dynasty.
In the Song Dynasty, the frontier fortress Zhu Wuweijun was in town.
The army is like a minister crossing the river, with flags fluttering, spears and spears like a forest, and war horses roaring and neighing. The vanguard has reached a hundred miles in front, and the Chinese army is still in Yuntuo City, seventy miles behind.
"Hurry up! Wait and see what you can eat!"
It was difficult to march on a rainy day. The fierce-looking general, riding a war horse and waving his whip, urged the soldiers desperately. The soldiers had no choice but to speed up their pace, splashing mud.
At this moment, the general raised his head, his rough face full of envy.
I saw four people suddenly passing by in the sky, three men and one woman, all wearing wide robes and long sleeves, with unparalleled postures.
"Senior Sister Zhang, I didn't expect that fighting in this mortal empire can also make people excited, but it is quite interesting!"
These four people were Xie Lingwu, Ning Yu, Ling Tianjun and Zhang Jin'er, former disciples of Daluo Sect's Xuantian Sword Sect. It was Ling Tianjun who spoke with excitement on his face.
A trace of murderous intent flashed across Ning Yu's eyes, and he coughed lightly.
Zhang Jin'er's face was covered with traces of time. She was already in her early thirties. She had long lost the youthful admiration and liveliness she had when she went to watch Senior Brother Xin in the Xuantian Sword Sect. She looked back at them and frowned slightly. Said: "Interesting?"
Ling Tianjun said: "Of course it is interesting. We were invited by the Daqian Holy Dynasty. We have Daqian as our backer, soldiers from the three mortal empires fighting hard, and masters from the entire Daluo Sect. I heard that the masters from Dayan brought four The great empire also attacks from the west!
The Great Zhou Dynasty was just a small country, with only four small sects in its territory. It had no backers and no masters. Wouldn't destroying it be like searching for something? I feel that we don't need to take action at all, we are just going through the motions. Such labor and force are somewhat overkill. "
Xie Lingwu and Ning Yu obviously had the same idea and nodded slightly.
"No backer?" Zhang Jin'er sneered: "Do you really have no backer?"
Ning Yu thought for a moment and said, "You mean...Uncle Xin Zhuo?"
Xie Lingwu also suddenly said: "I heard that Senior Brother Xin was born in Da Zhou, and he seems to be a noble, but... will he take action? Is he in Da Zhou?"
Zhang Jin'er said: "Although Holy Son Si Ying did not explicitly say where Senior Brother Xin is, many people doubt whether Senior Brother Xin is in Great Zhou?"
Ling Tianjun smiled and said: "I don't think he will be in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is being hunted by the world. How can he be stupid enough to stay in one place? Besides, even if he can defeat Holy Son Si Ying and has a terrifyingly high level of cultivation, he will come here this time." How many masters have you killed? Even if he is here, what can he change?"
Zhang Jin'er breathed a sigh of relief.
Xie Lingwu suddenly pointed forward and said, "We're here!"
I saw a large mountain on the left hand side of the advancing army, with more than a dozen Mohist meditation chambers on the mountain.
The four of them landed at the foot of the mountain in a flash. Looking up, they saw several men and women standing on top. They were looking at the rain, mist and mountains at the end of the army with secretive expressions. Their robes were not stained by the rain and were swinging in the wind.
Qing Guzi, Wu Yingyue, Chen Changsheng, Jiang Yuwei, Nie Shenghuan, Monk Kudu and others.
They are all rising stars of Da Luo Sect. Although they are not Da Luo's core disciples, their status is definitely not low.
"Uncle Qing Guzi, Senior Sister Wu, Senior Brother Chen..."
The four of them greeted each other, but only Chen Changsheng nodded slightly.
After jumping over several people, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief and entered a quiet room filled with people from Xuantian Palace——
Chu Zongwei, Daozhen, Yu Zhuji and others, Liu Qingfeng and his wife, Ma Feng, Sang Tu, Gongsun Li, Nangong Wentian and others.
That's right, during this ancient tribe's invasion and human conquest, most of the top masters of the sect went to the Zhongyuan Tianque Undercurrent Canyon, and they went down the mountain to follow the army to attack the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Everyone has been discussing for a long time. It is not that it is difficult to fight the Great Zhou, but to what extent the fight will be carried out and whether there will be too many casualties or damage to the heaven and earth. If it is not possible, we will not take action.
At this time, Liu Qingfeng was heard sighing: "I wonder if my disciple Zhuo'er is in Dazhou? If he is, we'd better go back. We can't win."
The entire quiet room fell silent for an instant.
Daozhen sighed: "Where does Junior Brother Liu get his confidence from? Xin Zhuo is like a divine help, and his cultivation is far superior to all of us. I also admit that he has outstanding talent and is a monster, but I don't mention whether he is in Dazhou or not. exist,
Junior brother, do you know how many masters have come to Dayan, and how many lower saints and saints have come to Dongtian in the major holy places? Even our two saints and saints of Daluo Sect Qiongyu and Wujiang, as well as several new Yuanji masters, are enough for him to drink. pot! "
Liu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes: "My disciple Xin Zhuo has the qualifications to be a great emperor. I have become more and more convinced of this recently. He will definitely lose against us. You will wait and see!"
"You..." Daozhen was furious.
"Alright!" Master Chu Zongwei opened his eyes slightly, "Don't mention Xin Zhuo about everything. He is unknown where he is. We will attack Da Zhou within one month. Let's go back to the mountain quickly!"
…
Great Zhou West.
In the Aries Plain of Weiguo, an endless army is marching in a hurry, with horses galloping, spears soaring into the sky, armor clanking, flags flying all over the sky, and the ground muddy and messy.
Martial arts masters flew across the sky from time to time.
"How long will it take to destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty this time? As a martial arts master, conquering the earthly empire is really boring!"
Qiya, a disciple of the Dayan Sect who looked like a barbarian boy, scratched his braid.
"It would be interesting if there were experts here."
Ke Dun, who had a garlic nose and a little black sheep riding behind him, said coldly.
Qiya smiled and said: "It can't be Xin Zhuo, right? Xin Zhuo was born in Zhou Dynasty. Apart from him, this small country has not produced a single master, which is pitiful."
Ke Dun asked back: "Isn't Xin Zhuo enough?"
Qiya was stunned for a moment: "That, that's enough. Shengzi Chen Fang was beaten to the point of depression. This time he would rather go to the undercurrent of Zhongyuan Tianque to fight for his life than come here. Huh? Is Xin Zhuo really here? "
"Presumably he is not here. If he defeated Holy Son Chen Fang nearby, he would not dare to stay for a long time. The two nephews don't have to worry too much."
Before Ke Dun could answer, a figure flashed not far away. It was Wang Baidu who had had an encounter with Xin Zhuo in Weiyang City.
Ke Dun said: "But... what if he is here?"
Wang Baidu's face tightened, and he shook his head and said: "That's okay, this time I have three saint-son and saint-level masters coming to Dayan. Bai Qingqing, Guizhizi and the Three Holy Mothers should be worry-free!"
Ke Dun breathed a sigh of relief: "I hope everything goes well."
She was suddenly afraid of that guy who could fight a group of people at once. Back then, in Daluo Dayan Holy Land, everyone was in the Lingtai realm, so he could defeat a group of people with one move. Now, she and others are still in the Hunyuanxu realm, and he is already the Holy Son of Yuanji. Super master.
There is really no comparison between people.
…
In the middle of the two armies, in the clouds, there is a huge broken ship. It is not appropriate to say broken. Although it is broken, it is clean and tidy. The fishing nets and forks are neatly placed, and there are a few small flowers swinging in the wind.
At this moment, a group of people are sitting cross-legged in the cabin——
People like the ferryman and his son dressed as fishermen, the saint Yuan Yourong of the Bauhinia Holy Land, the saint Qingxuan of the Northern Underworld, the holy son Xiao Jingyi of the Huangquan Sect, the young master of the Jiuying Tulu tribe, Zha Muyi, and so on.
At this moment, the ferryman's father said with a smile: "We are watching the battle at the invitation of Daqian, to get some luck to finally expand the territory. As long as the Great Monday is destroyed, the remaining seven countries will destroy themselves, and the territory of Daqian will be basically unified. Across the world, the power of the Empress reigns supreme in the Holy Land and Cave Heaven.
By then, the secret forces in the world, countless ancient families, the weird holy land, and the disciples of the Dongtian Sect will also appear to help!
I've got a head start, which is pretty good! "
Zhamuyi suddenly said: "I don't think things would be so easy if Xin Zhuo were here. That guy... is very weird!"
Yuan Yourong and Qingxuan couldn't help but have complicated expressions when they heard this.
But Ferry's father shook his head and said, "He shouldn't be here!"
"What if he is here? This is his hometown." Zha Muyi said, "He just broke through the Yuanji Three Forests a few days ago. He is a very strong person. I cannot accept it."
The ferryman and his son laughed but stopped talking.
Yuan Yourong shook his head and said, "Why worry about Xin Zhuo? Don't forget, there are four others drinking tea behind you. The final result of the war strategy of the Eight Eastern Nations will be decided in one battle, and no one can stop it!"
Zha Muyi sighed: "That's right. The power of heaven and earth is unstoppable. Da Gan is too scary! Where does the Empress come from?"
Qingxuan suddenly scolded: "Young Master Zhamu, be silent! Don't ask any more questions."
Zha Muyi vaguely thought of something and had to shut up.
…
"Ah sneeze..."
In the Yangxin Pavilion in the Imperial Capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xin Zhuo was sitting cross-legged and brewing medicine when he suddenly sneezed a series of times.
At this moment, he looked up at the sky, seemed to notice something, and chuckled: "This is a bunch of rabble, they are all worshiping spirits!"
The Supreme Birdman, Ye Chen, Lingque'er and others who had just finished their work at the bottom of the steps looked at him blankly. The Supreme Birdman thought about it and asked curiously: "What is the spirit sacrifice?"
Xin Zhuo said casually: "A very interesting thing, just like you!"
The Supreme Birdman fell into deep thought, which touched upon his blind spot of knowledge.
I'm so sorry, I broke my promise again! Today I went to get a divorce. After a long time of quarrel, it was finally settled. My wife and I separated. I was sitting in a newly renovated house alone in a daze, with no inspiration at all.
This is no reason!
Kidney disease + divorce, life is gloomy, and my heart is empty.
Make up for it tomorrow!
(End of chapter)
