My mother of Douluo is the transmigrator

Chapter 181 The Battle of the Planes
The former site of the Matos Kingdom.

The former kingdom was turned into ruins, and a sea of ​​flowers grew on the ruins, and the sea of ​​flowers returned to the ruins because of the battle that day.

And the black door that connected the two worlds was completely shattered under the final blow of the three terrifying monsters that exhausted all their strength.

The broken gate could not be closed tightly, and the demons leading to the other side could no longer be contained, and the black wave swept across the land.

Half of the ground is covered with black fire, and the other half is full of dead corpses who have fallen to the ground and cannot get up again.

And what separates the two is the bottomless crack formed by the gate in the past.

The huge black crack about ten miles long and two miles wide was like a scar on the earth.

Now the surrounding kingdoms have become frontlines, and most of the aborigines have turned into disaster victims and fled to places far away from this area.

Those monsters that emerge from the abyss are demons that are ten times and a hundred times more terrifying than the soul beasts!

Surrounding Kingdoms, Medicine Stone Mountains, Qingshi Town.

Qingshi Town was originally just a small town adjacent to the kingdom, developed from several small villages around it, but in less than half a month, most of the people in the town have moved out.

Those left behind are old people who would rather die here than leave.

There are also those who can’t leave for various reasons, and those who don’t want to leave. After all, they have left their hometown and become refugees, and it is not necessarily miserable to stay here.

There are few people on the street, and it is also very messy. They are all in a mess when fleeing.

An old man bent over to see if there was anything he could pick up on the messy street. Behind him was a small wooden cart with a lot of things he picked up today.

Looking up, it was a theater stage with a big red curtain that was already dilapidated.

In the past, there was a garden here, which was used to sing operas. The old man used to love to come here to watch operas.

It's just that I didn't expect that there is only a mess left in this theater garden.

They have been born and lived here for most of their lives, and there is no reason for them to leave now.

Even if they know that a catastrophe broke out here, but they have lived for most of their lives, how can they have a truly peaceful and peaceful time?
In the past ten years or so, the two empires have ceased war, and all the kingdoms and principalities have been able to survive. Although the people below may still have a hard life and it is not so easy, at least everyone has a proud face on their faces.

It's all pretty good.

Young people may have little experience, and the older generation has only realized that the days that seem to be peaceful like now are actually a minority in the past few decades.

In the early years, Xingluo and Tiandou were not polite to you. Occasionally, wars would be raging. If a man was levied and taxes raised, a family might be destroyed.

What a simple thing.

People will die when the weather is hot, people will die when the weather is cold, people will die if the spirit beasts run out, and people will die if the master soul master makes a fuss. Now it is said that there are terrible monsters that will crawl out from the depths of the ground.

At worst, he's still dead.

Young people don't understand this reasoning, thinking that they will be fine if they escape here, but it's the same wherever they flee.

But it's okay to run away. For things like death, old guys like them who can't run are enough, and the young people still run away quickly.

It's just that this time of calamity, I don't know how long it will last.

The old man rummaged through the overturned shelves, but found nothing to eat, but picked up a few pine cones.

Pine cones are also good, pine cones are easier to burn than corn sacs. I picked up a few and prepared to go home. Today, I put them on the wooden cart behind me and started to move.

There are also some flags of the generals during the opera, orange, red, yellow and green, and he happily picked them up.

The fabric of the flag is still very good.

He hummed the general drama in his memory, and after listening to it for most of his life, he could still say a few words.

It's just the first time on the stage, and there is no one in the audience, the prosperity of the day is like a cloud of smoke, just like this play, but it's fake.

Just at this moment, there was a very thin noise in the distance, and then it became louder and louder.

The old man bowed his body and looked over. A strange creature with a horse as its lower body and a human as its upper body stood tens of meters away.

It held the corpse of a young man in its hands.

Already, has it affected here?

The centaur was three meters tall and held a spear in his hand. He was obviously not a creature of this world. Standing there was as tall as the small house next to him, and he could block a narrow street by himself.

To be fair, he should be afraid.

One person and one monster confronted each other like that, but the old man was not afraid at all. He looked at the monster calmly, holding a pine cone in his hand, and suddenly laughed.

Showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

It was black and yellow, and a molar was missing.

"The little red guy looks really ugly."

The monster's face was indeed ugly, as long as a horse, but it was indeed a human face.

He looked straight at the old man, wondering if he understood that the old man was scolding him.

Just as the horseshoe took a few steps, the sound of a baby crying came from a nearby room.

There was also the sound of adults panicking, probably wanting the children not to cry.

There were still people in the houses on the surrounding streets, and they were all trembling with fear at this moment.

Because there is a scary monster outside.

The old man's heart tightened too.

Centaur looked at the source of the crying, and just as he was about to turn around, a pine cone hit his head.

"Hey, here, get out of the way, get out of the way, little red guy, get out of grandpa's way."

He hunched over, pulling a cart full of what could be called 'garbage', but he looked like a fearless general charging on a chariot.

In the past when this place was prosperous, how did those old generals on the stage plant flags and step on their chariots sing?

Suppressing his voice and clearing his throat, he stepped on his tattered cart, danced and planned to take back the general flag that he cut out from the fabric to mend his clothes.

The quiet street seems to be playing music with gongs and drums on the stage, so lively.

He squeezed his voice:
"You monster said, please don't leave your mother, don't retreat, don't retreat."

The words are nondescript, the tone is nondescript, funny and ridiculous.

His voice was loud, and there was no one in the audience, but the crying baby probably became quiet after listening to his opera.

Hey!I have watched dramas for most of my life, and I can sing them once today, but I can coax a child to stop crying.

The centaur looked at him again, and walked towards him slowly, but the pace was getting faster and faster, and the speed of the horseshoes stepping on the ground in succession was only an afterimage.

This is the first time to sing an opera, and the audience doesn't seem to like it very much, and they are showing their ugliness.

The old man was smiling with his big yellow teeth.

At worst, he's still dead.

But in the next second, an image of a person came from the air, faster than the speed of people and horses, and it arrived in an instant.

A huge collision sound erupted in the air, and the three-meter-high man and horse neighed, and there was a real horse cry from the man's mouth, and then his figure instantly knocked down the dirt wall of a street.

The smoke was so thick that people and horses couldn't move.

The old man looked up blankly, and found that it was a mighty man in golden armor, with white wings on his back, bright blond hair, and the sacred swan logo of the empire on the armor.

At first glance, he was shocked as a heavenly man, and the armor on his body seemed to be inlaid with gold and jade.

Since ancient times, heroes have come out of purgatory, and have always been rich and noble.

I can't even think about it.

Xue Qinghe looked down at the old man, and said with a gentle face: "Old man, are you alright?"

"Hey! I almost died of shock!"

The old man smiled.

Team after team of soldiers seemed to emerge from the cracks and kept marching towards this side.

The group of people walking in the front, if Yulin was there, they would have recognized them, they were those members of the Wind Sword Sect that they saw in the Star Dou Forest six years ago.

It's just that compared to six years ago, everyone's spirit has disappeared. It's better to say that every member of Fengjianzong has learned to hide their spirit in their swords.

The one standing in the front was the Dust King, followed by Guan Pangpang, but Guan Pangpang was riding on a beast covered in scales.

The Dust King looked up at His Highness the Crown Prince in the air, and said in a lowly respectful tone: "A soul beast of the soul master level, can you use all three soul skills for a soul sect?"

Xue Qinghe didn't care either, the son of a thousand gold, he can't sit still, he was born as a beggar and cultivated to be a soul emperor.

No, he is here to sit in the hall now.

The wind rattled his cloak, and he felt that he was very majestic at the moment, and in fact he was indeed very majestic.

"Mr. Guan, am I majestic now?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is absolutely majestic, majestic, majestic, and majestic!"

Xue Qinghe chuckled, and then looked at the old man: "Old man, you have to give way first, we have a large army, we need to borrow the way."

The old man looked at this young man called His Royal Highness, how could he fail to guess the identity of the other party.

He was grinning there.

It's just that if he died just now, he couldn't make way for him. Why should he make way for this army?

"Hey, this road is still yours. Why didn't your army make way for the old man? I don't have a pot of good wine today, so don't let the old man make way."

Xue Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, seeing the old guy who looked like a juggler, he was so happy, he took out a gourd from his soul guide, and handed it to him.

Unexpectedly, the prince of his empire was blackmailed by an old man in the country today, but he was very happy.

The human spine is bang bang hard.

The old man pulled the trailer, stepped aside, and smiled to himself.

This wine gourd is also a treasure, it was used by His Highness the current Crown Prince, maybe there is also the Xiangjin Yuye of the current Crown Prince, it can be sold for a lot of money.

Xue Qinghe flew into the air, and the sound spread through the soul power, and everyone in this town who hadn't left could hear it.

"The natural disaster has come to an end, and it has wiped out a kingdom affiliated to Tiandou, and there is a steady stream of demons, killing the subjects of our empire and destroying the subjects of our empire."

"Today, Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of my Heaven Dou Empire, led one hundred thousand troops, eight hundred guests, and the former Fengjian Sect members to fill the demonic abyss and protect the people of our empire!"

"Those with lofty ideals can also join our army and exchange military merits for rewards. The sun, moon, rivers and mountains of our empire will be strong, and they will protect our empire for thousands of miles without hindrance, and keep the people of our empire from being disturbed!"

The soldiers behind them held up the banners, and everyone in the Fengjian Sect heard the sound of their swords, which disturbed the clouds in the sky.

Xue Qinghe turned around and looked into the distance, the pitch-black land in the far distance, the fissures like abysses like hell, and the horrible creatures that kept crawling out like insects.

The history of the empire, perhaps by virtue of today, he can add a magnificent stroke.

Leading the army to conquer himself, he will be made to cry by himself. Let's see which of the father's sons can do this. They are a bunch of wimps, and the girl Qingquan insists on making a fuss to follow.

All along, his power has been suppressed by his father, while Xue Beng has always been supported by his father.

The result is that the power behind Xue Beng is overwhelming, he is not capable enough to control himself, and he is always complacent, and he doesn't know that he is about to be emptied.

But he, the crown prince of the empire, because he has two or three kittens standing in front of him, he can do it like a finger.

Of course, the bright side is the bright side, when he cried to the top that no one could use it and that the third brother could do it, no one would really believe this little fox.

But now, whether in the open or in the dark, he will rely on this time to go out to the army, and recruit talented people with great righteousness!
When it comes to leading an army to go out on an expedition, the old fox Xue Ye is worried about entrusting such a great power to others. If he entrusts it to his own people, who can he turn to?avalanche?Thinking of this choice, Xue Ye laughed angrily.

After this battle, how many soul masters will follow him, and how many strong men will stand by his side afterwards.

Leaving aside anything else, just because Feng Jianzong agreed to his invitation, he has already made a lot of money.

This time, he used righteousness as a conspiracy to stage a comeback for his father.

Of course, there is a question now, how good is the so-called abyss plane, and the so-called eight-pillar god?

It can't be, it's really a catastrophe of the destruction of mankind and the collapse of the empire, right?

Xue Qinghe smiled. After the clouds in the sky were disturbed by the morale below, light finally poured down from the sky. A beam of light slanted down and just wrapped the crown prince in the air, the most noble person in the empire.

He squinted his eyes, bathed in that beam of light, and he didn't know what to think in his heart. Under the white wings of Jin Qiwu and behind him, he was unattainable.

"The whole army...advance!"

The sound below was overwhelming.

He looked down at the old man, who also looked at him with a smile.

"Old man, am I majestic?"

The old man is not afraid of things, he just smiled and took a sip of his wine: "Majestic, majestic!"

Xue Qinghe laughed: "Leave me a sip of the wine, and drink with the old man on the day of triumph!"

"I don't want to go back after the wine is given to me. His Highness has come back in triumph. The old man invites His Highness to drink in the tavern!"

Xue Qinghe just laughed, agreed, and led the army towards the magic cave.

More spirited.

On the side of the road, a short girl in black watched this scene and saw the army marching.

The little girl is only about 1.4 meters, very petite, with a sword and a gun on her back, which looks like she is being erected.

She doesn't have much expression on her face and is listless, but she is also like this at ordinary times. After all, the ideal of life is to be a worthless person.

I thought it was going to be shot, but it seems that I don't need it.

Wang Xiaoxiao looked at the army, rushing to the front battlefield continuously, thinking that if Ning Que and the others were here, they would definitely shout that they must come here to kill demons and protect peace.

She blocked it for a few months, killed two Bazhu gods, and seriously injured one. She has reached the limit, and squandering her divine power will not be enough to intimidate those abyss emperors.

The rest, can only rely on them.

Tightening the black clothes on his body, he just ran counter to the high-spirited army.

Now she just wants to go back to Shrek and find a place to sleep. It would be so comfortable if she can sleep without waking up, but unfortunately she wakes up every day.

Ning Que, I'm so tired.

I want to go back to sleep.

(End of this chapter)