Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 243 Blackening the view of the bones of the national fortune, the long river rises and falls, and the blood clock

Xiliang, known as the Devil's Country, is located in the north of the Canglang River, close to the coast of the East China Sea. Its geographical location is extremely advantageous. Although the land area is not large, it is quite wealthy.

Normally, the people of Xiliang Kingdom should have no worries about food and clothing, and they can live a very leisurely life.

However, ever since Gu Baijing ascended the throne as emperor, the whole of Xiliang has fallen into a strange atmosphere. Because Gu Baijing wanted to break through and set foot on the ten realms, he practiced the taboo method and slaughtered and sacrificed too many people. The people's lives are full of dead bones, and there are countless desperate and crazy people.

Gu Baijing even united with the evil cultivators of the Hell Mansion and moved the headquarters of the evil cultivators of the Hell Mansion to this place.

What kind of deeds do the evil cultivators of Hell Palace do?
Murder and arson, all kinds of devouring essence and blood, and practicing forbidden techniques are all evil, so they are naturally extremely terrifying, and the disaster is farther away.

Since then, the entire Xiliang Kingdom has completely fallen into a demon country. The emperor Gu Baijing and his son Gu Chenglin are even called the demon father and son. They are quite famous in the world, but this is called notoriety.

However, Xiliang Kingdom experienced such turmoil that the people in the country could not escape at all. Many died, desperately desperate, and even completely fell into a state of madness.

Therefore, Xiliang's country... is also in a state of madness.

The emperor is crazy, the prince is crazy, and the young practitioner is even crazy!

This is a country where souls are sold to evil spirits. Here... either life or death, neither life nor death means that great terror will come, and many people will die in a terrible state.

An Le dressed in ordinary coarse cloth, with a hip flask hanging around his waist, and followed the civilian team. Many civilians supported each other, but their faces were full of horror and despair, as if the sun could not shine and hope could not exist.

These civilians are some people in the towns and cities around the capital of Xiliang. They have no cultivation, they are the lowest level civilians, without any cultivation. In the eyes of practitioners, they all belong to the kind of ants that can be crushed to death at any time.

An Le turned into such a character at this moment, following in the crowd, all the way into the city.

An Le himself planned to enter the city directly. With his current cultivation base and the cover of the aura of the Void Armor, no one in the capital of Xiliang would be able to detect him.

Ke Anle finally gave up, because on the way, he encountered soldiers from the Xiliang Kingdom who forcibly plundered the people. These people were all taken away from their villages and detained all the way to the capital.

As for the purpose, An Le naturally didn't know.

The eyes of these detained civilians were all numb, and there was panic in the numbness, and they couldn't get valuable information at all.

clap clap...

An Le's hands were tied with chains. He was arrested halfway and taken away as a civilian.

An Le didn't even struggle, so he watched these Xiliang soldiers capture him.

The huge bone view reflected in An Le's eyes, it was completely piled up with white bones, presenting an inverted triangle shape, like a tomb towering over a city tower, just looking at it makes one feel shuddering.

Ordinary people didn't dare to look up at all, and were driven into the city.

"Name." At the gate of the city, an evil cultivator exuding a strong aura of energy and blood was writing with a pen, and he walked up to him comfortably, but he spoke without raising his head.

"Anping." Anle thought for a while, and used a fake name to cover herself.

The evil cultivator of the Hell Palace wrote Anle's fictitious name on the black wooden sign, and an invisible connection suddenly appeared, and a spiritual thread seemed to grow out of the wooden sign, trying to penetrate into An Le's soul to absorb it.

However, how cultivated is An Le, how can he follow such a way, gently hold the silk thread without cutting it, and hold it with spiritual power, creating the illusion of being pierced into the soul by the silk thread.

"Enter the city, find a residence according to the number on the wooden sign, stay in the residence and don't wander around, if you die, you deserve what you deserve."

Xie Xiu said indifferently, then waved his hands impatiently, signaling Anle to enter the city quickly.

An Le didn't say much, put away the token and set foot inside the capital of Xiliang.

It can be said that Anle has experienced Anle all over the capitals of major countries in the world. Anle has basically been to Lin'an in Dazhao, the capital of Dali, and the capital of Yuanmeng.

Of course, Anle, the capital of Yuanmeng, has never set foot in the city, so it can only be regarded as half of the card.

If there is a chance, Yuanmeng Dadu Anle will definitely go for another wave.

As soon as she set foot inside the capital city of Xiliang, Anle felt a sense of depression. The sky above the entire capital was gray, with blood-colored luster from time to time, like an aurora flashing by, appearing and then disappearing.

An Le's eyes flashed, a faint golden light surged, and a faint dragon shadow appeared, and then he saw the majestic national fortune in the sky above the capital of Xiliang.

Logically speaking, with Xiliang's actions like this, the fate of the country should be about to collapse.

The fate of a country does not only depend on practitioners, ordinary people are also closely related to the fate of the country. It can even be said that the general composition of the fate of the country is the common people.

One person can't do it, two people can't do it, but thousands of people are the new force gathered by the national destiny.

But the situation in Xiliang is really complicated and confusing.

After Gu Baijing and Gu Chenglin's father and son became demons, they repeatedly slaughtered the people in the cities of Xiliang. It stands to reason that the fate of the country has long since died out.

But now, the fate of the country is still in...

Not even weak!

An Le frowned, and when he looked up, he could see the shadow of the dragon transformed by the fate of the country over the capital city of Xiliang. Everywhere in the capital rose up, binding the national destiny.

"Using special means to fix the fate of the country that was about to spread, so as to maintain the fate of the country, this should be the method of the Hell Palace. The Hell Palace is inherited from the Netherworld. It is not surprising that it can come up with such a method..."

An Le frowned.

However, such maintenance must have prerequisites, and it is also inseparable from the common people...

That's why An Le was a little curious about how Xiliang maintained this mutated national fortune.

And it is precisely because of this mutated national fortune that the practitioners in Xiliang are extremely unscrupulous, all kinds of killings, all kinds of strife, violence filled the streets and alleys, and killing became commonplace.

Without blocking the door, An Le looked into the capital of Xiliang.

What surprised him was... the capital city of Xiliang was not as desolate and dilapidated as imagined, but very lively. Except for the dirty ground of the long street, most of the grand event arrangements on the street were basically available.

All kinds of stalls, all kinds, all kinds of goods, everything.

It is simply dazzling and dazzling.

However, An Le sighed.

Those many people who were arrested from the villages and towns around the capital city, seeing such a bustling capital city, seemed to have dissipated a little of the grayness on their faces.

Along the way, many people who had been hungry for a long time couldn't bear it any longer. Birds scattered like hozens and surrounded the long street, especially those small stalls that were selling food.

They knew that entering the capital of Xiliang was equivalent to having their heads tied around their waists, and there was a risk of falling at any time.

But Xiliang didn't give them a chance to choose at all.

In the country of Xiliang, it is not easy to stay alive. Those who entered the capital of Xiliang have basically lost their traces, and their life and death are unknown.

An Le looked at these people who were feasting, and sighed deeply. He took off the flagon hanging from his waist and wanted to take a sip, but when the flagon was near his mouth, he no longer wanted to drink.

Because these people who had just entered the city surrounded the small stalls, what they ate one by one... It was not steaming hot food with a strong aroma, but rotten, fetid, crawling maggots. food.

Without waking up these people, he went straight to the house marked on the wooden sign.

This is not an empty room. In front of the house, someone is setting up a stall. It is a mother and daughter, busy selling steaming meat buns.

It's just that the meat bun... has long been dilapidated, and Anle has no interest in even looking at it.

The long river of mind has reached the first level of perfection, and he has the ability to spy on all the truth. Even if he doesn't release the power of his mind, he can clearly see through these disguises.

"Mother, we have new neighbors again."

The little girl was wearing shofar braids, looked at An Le, and said happily.

Both mother and daughter greeted An Le very warmly, and An Le also smiled gently, and greeted An Le back.

"Brother, don't go out at night, after the night, you can come out to play."

The little girl with the shofar braids reminded, smiling and showing her front tooth that had lost a baby tooth.

An Le was startled, and then calmly replied: "Okay."

After entering the house, bursts of cold air surged in, as if hell had opened an opening at the back of the house, and the cold death air spread from the opening along hell.

However, with An Le's current cultivation base, the influence of these chills on him can basically be ignored.

"Don't go out when it's dark?"

An Le sat cross-legged in the room, waiting for the dark with some curiosity, wanting to see what was weird about it.

Through the window of the house, one could see that the mother and daughter outside the house had sold out all the buns, and then took out a new basket from the bottom to continue selling. The buns seemed to be endless and could not be sold out.

And the mother and son didn't realize it at all, they just kept repeating the same action.

An Le glanced at it, then looked away.

There was a nameless anger surging in his heart, brewing a monstrous murderous intent.

unconsciously.

The sky became dark, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

And in the city, it became completely dark, there was no light at all, there were no stars in the sky, there was no fire in the city, and the sky and the earth were all dark.

it's dark.

An Le felt the icy chill inside the house getting stronger and stronger. This is not a house at all, it's more like a freezer for corpses.

Fortunately, An Le's qi and blood were strong, and the cold couldn't break through his skin membrane, and even penetrated into his body.

The night was very quiet, Anle could even hear the sleeping breathing of some people in the capital of Xiliang in the surrounding rooms.

Of course, it was ten minutes in the middle of the night, but it was occasionally accompanied by shrill and desperate screams.

Some people are curious about what is outside the house under the dark night, and then secretly open the door, wanting to take a peek at the outside picture.

However, as soon as the door is opened, they will see a pair of eyes from behind the door, as well as the stall owners who sell food to them during the day. Their faces are pale and bloodless, and they face the curious people dully .

Then, accompanied by screams, their hands and ten fingers dug out the marks of the gully on the ground, but none of them had the slightest effect, unable to stop them from being pulled away. Finally...there was no sound, and the city returned to silence again.

"So... is this the method used by the Hell Palace to keep the fate of the Xiliang nation from collapsing?"

"It is true that there are people, but these people have become resentful people, and the souls of the dead people have become the root of the country's destiny."

An Le muttered to himself, thoughtfully.

As for the continuous search for people from the surrounding towns and villages, the purpose is to fill one of the reasons for the lack of people in the capital of Xiliang, and to replenish new life materials.

"Furthermore, these common people will continue to be smudged by the hell air in the given wooden house, and eventually become so-called evil cultivators."

An Le let out a breath, feeling a little heavy in her heart, and was even more surprised by Xiliang's madness.

He always felt that Xiliang's purpose...was not simple, maybe it had a terrible purpose.

"Receive the ghost? Let the ghost come to the world again?"

An Le drank the old turbid wine in the jug, his thoughts were racing.

He thought of the dissatisfaction of the Lord of Hell in the Lishan ancient tomb, and the resentment and unwillingness of the Jiangling king when he beheaded the son of Netherworld!
These people who are related to Nether seem to have some crazy nature in them.

The night is getting deeper, but it is difficult to sleep.

The huge bones and bones built by the city tower exudes a cold atmosphere.

An Le drank the stale wine in the pot inside the house, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, thought for a while, stood up, and planned to see what was going on outside the door.

Go to the door of the wooden house, creak, and open the wooden house.

There was a short figure standing outside the door, it was the little girl among the mother and daughter who sold steamed buns at the door during the day.

The little girl seemed to hear the sound of the door opening.

The neck began to slowly turn, and there was a rattling sound of bones rubbing and colliding. The appearance was hideous and ugly, but it was no longer innocent and cute when they met in the daytime.

An Le watched calmly.

He walked out of the wooden house slowly, and there seemed to be countless black arms stretching out from the dark room, trying to grab him and grab him.

However, these powers receded automatically before approaching An Le, as if they had never felt An Le.

The long river of soul surged, and when it swept across, it blocked all the power.

He touched the head of the hideous and terrifying little girl, and his figure diffused into the darkness. He walked around, and countless evil spirits seemed to not perceive the existence of An Le, and completely regarded him as air.

An Le looked around and found that most of these evil spirits were people who sold special food during the day.

They seem to be bound to the wooden house, guarding the corresponding wooden house, and if someone walks out of the wooden house, it will become their ration.

An Le strolled around and basically figured it out.

With a heavy heart and a cold face, he returned to the wooden house between the little girl and her mother, without attracting any attention.

However, not long after An Le disappeared.

A figure landed on the long street, with white hair fluttering, it turned out to be a young man.

The aura of the young man is extremely majestic, and the power of the Dao is surging. He is actually a strong man who has stepped into the tenth realm.

There was a strong breath of death in his eyes, and the evil spirits swaying around were trembling, looking at him full of horror and fear.

"Is my perception wrong?"

The young man's eyes were condensed, and the tyrannical mental power swept away like a wave, penetrating into every wooden house, probing the situation of every citizen in it, trying to find out the unusual place.

However, after several waves of sweeps in a row, they have not been detected.

hum...

Another figure fell, with a strand of white hair hanging down from his forehead, his whole body exuded an extremely sinister aura, as if there was a pool of blood constantly spinning behind him, swallowing up every thread of death in the entire city. gas.

"Prime Minister Baiqi, what's the matter?"

The figure was wearing a pitch-black python robe with black dragons embroidered on it, giving it a noble aura and an evil one.

The person who came was the prince of Xiliang, Gu Chenglin.

The white-haired man shook his head: "Your Highness should know that my Nine-Tailed Fox family has very strong spiritual power. Just before, I sensed a little change, so I came here to investigate the situation..."

"I didn't think about it, but I didn't see anything. Maybe my perception is wrong."

Crown Prince Gu Chenglin suddenly laughed: "Prime Minister is too worried, don't worry Prime Minister, this wave of seeds entering the city, the sacrifice of the resentful spirits is almost completed, as for the physical body of this wave of seeds... Naturally, Prime Minister Bai can taste all of them. "

"If the demon king is evil, his cultivation will indeed increase rapidly. Cannibalism is one of the fastest ways for a demon to grow. It's a pity that the souls of these seeds have turned into resentful spirits, otherwise...the taste will be even better."

Prime Minister Bai Qi smiled, his eyes sparkling, he scanned the long street again, and there were no swaying figures or visions on the dark long street.

A strange look flashed across his eyes, and then the look gradually dissipated.

"Yuanmeng Zuoxiang Boyan and Dali Kingdom's Lu Yishan chose to join forces, and plan to take off our Xiliang first... To kick out this world dispute, Yuanmeng cavalry cooperate with Lu Yishan's ten-level power..."

"In this world, which country can bear it?"

Crown Prince Gu Chenglin shook his head, with a hint of helplessness and emotion in his eyes.

"Lu Yishan is in the Tenth Realm itself, and he has a star-gazing map, which should not be underestimated. In addition, Wang Yansheng, and the two tenth-level dragons from Xihai and Beihai, are really difficult to deal with, and the mysterious Master An Shan I don't know where...the situation in Xiliang is a bit dangerous." Prime Minister Bai said solemnly.

Crown Prince Gu Chenglin smiled: "Prime Minister, don't worry, there will be no problem. It will be enough when these batches of seeds are transformed..."

When Prime Minister Bai heard the words, his eyes flickered and he chuckled.

"That's right, the death of Jiangling King Zhao Xi...has given His Highness a huge advantage."

Prince Gu Chenglin's eyes were scarlet, and the pool of blood behind him slowly surged, and he smiled coldly: "I should have chosen this palace a long time ago... How can Zhao Xi compare with this palace! Zhao Xi has been in the Jiangling Mansion for so many years, and the result What about it? All of them fall short, and the layout of this palace in a short period of time is enough to surpass Zhao Xi's many years of planning!"

"This palace is the real son of the netherworld! It is the best choice!"

Gu Chenglin's words contained extreme self-confidence and even arrogance. He had the capital of this arrogance. In his opinion, Jiangling King Zhao Xi was a waste!
Completely buried this heritage.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then disappeared into a gust of wind.

The city has returned to the dead silence and coldness again.

Inside the wooden house, An Le naturally also sensed the two figures. After the long river of mind transformed to the first level of perfection, his perception was also strong to a very exaggerated level.

The probing can even be done without the other person knowing.

However, the white-haired prime minister just now also had extraordinary spiritual strength, so An Le restrained his spiritual strength and never detected it.

Otherwise, it might be discovered.

Therefore, he continued to stay quietly in the wooden house without too much movement.

The current him is not willing to startle the snake for the time being.

The night is dead, the dark city is waiting for the light to come.

For the next few days, An Le lived in a wooden house in the capital of Xiliang.

The night passed, and the day came. Outside the door, the mother and daughter were selling steamed buns again. The little girl still warmly greeted Anle. They seemed not aware that they were dead, but felt that they were still alive, and continued to sell steamed buns. Life is good.

But in fact, what they thought of as An Le's neighbor was actually not such a thing at all.

Because, the wooden house where An Le lived was the wooden house where the mother and son lived.

An Le's face was normal, smiling gently, as if they were normal people, after nodding and saying hello, they left the place.

He was walking on the long street, and those people who had been hiding in the house for the whole night opened up the wooden house and came out one after another. Their eyes were dark, and their spirits and spirits were exhausted, especially their minds, which were extremely exhausted...

An Le took a glance, mobilized his bones, and changed his condition to one with a decline in energy and spirit.

When these people left the wooden house, they went straight to the stalls selling food, started to buy, started to devour, devoured, extremely hungry, extremely crazy.

Seeing Anle... I have no appetite at all.

"The wooden house... is refining these people."

An Le glanced at the status of these people, and had a guess in his heart.

After eating and drinking, the people hid back in the wooden houses. They didn't dare to run around at all. The screams from last night... still echoed in their ears. was killed.

The rest of the common people who pursued stability began to get used to wooden houses.

An Le also returned to the wooden house. At night, darkness fell, and the cold air in the wooden house emerged again...

The city was quiet, but it was accompanied by howls of misery that appeared from time to time.

It should be that someone has become curious again and wants to find out.

An Le is not curious, it is because he has the confidence and self-confidence of his own cultivation.

The wooden house that seems to be connected to the nether world continuously releases gray air currents, and the air currents are in motion, making the refining speed of the common people faster.

The second day, the third day, the fourth day...

Anle lived continuously in the capital city of Xiliang, and as the time of living increased, the black mist overflowing from the wooden house became more and more dense, and the concentration was almost five times higher than that of the first day of living in the back!
An Le sighed softly.

There was a little sadness on his face.

He knew that if tonight passed, those people who entered the city... would basically all become resentful spirits, be refined by wooden houses, and become resources to support the national destiny of Xiliang.

Therefore, An Le couldn't wait any longer.

Therefore, he raised his hand and tapped lightly.

There were ripples and waves in the long river of mind.

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Boom boom boom!
The sound of the drums beating was constantly exploding. In the dark night, the earth shook and the mountains shook. The violent vibration almost wiped out the entire city!
Tens of thousands of horses are galloping, the sky and the earth are afraid, and thousands of troops are eager to worry about ghosts and gods!
The strong demon energy and the blood-colored smell enveloped the sky like an aurora, reflecting an extremely hideous appearance.

And at the end of the horizon, the smoke and dust soared into the sky, even in the dark night, it was difficult to cover it up, and a black line spread from east to west for an unknown number of miles slowly emerged in the distance.

A strong man broke through the sky first, with breath blooming, like a big sun rolling, shining across, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai among the army.

Then, there was the roar of mountains and tsunami, pouring down like a boundless sea of ​​thunder, the sound of galloping horses!

Looking from afar, the banners are flying, and the soldiers are fighting like forests.

The aura of iron and blood killing, rising into the sky like a dragon!

The momentum is unparalleled.

The coalition forces of the two countries, going south and north, are so powerful that they are hard to resist.

The Yuanmeng iron cavalry was already the number one iron cavalry in the world, extremely powerful and unparalleled in land battles. Even the Ye family army and the Zhong family army, which are famous for land warfare, struggled against the Yuanmeng iron cavalry.

This is the Yuanmeng iron cavalry who has gained the power of the dragon veins, and Lu Yishan, who is now so powerful, is cooperating with the army.

Basically, many cities in Xiliang can't stop it at all.

Even the large formation protecting the city was cut through directly under the force of the army.

In addition to the Flying Tiger Army commanded by Li You'an, together with the troops led by Wang Yansheng, Ao Feng, Zhu Cheng and other ten-level powerhouses, it can be said to be the strongest army in the world. The evil cultivator and ghost cultivator gave up the city without hesitation and fled back to the capital of Xiliang.

Therefore, in just a few days, the coalition forces advanced triumphantly and attacked all the way to the city of Xiliang Demon Kingdom.

The Bone Temple is located at the head of the city. This is the landmark building in Xiliang. The Emperor Gu Baijing of Xiliang built this Bone Temple, which allowed him to reach the ten realms.

And this bone temple located in the city tower is just a small ornamental object that is put out for people to watch.

The real bone temple can be transformed into a palace. It is located in the imperial city deep in the capital, with a dense atmosphere of death and ghosts intertwined. That is the most terrifying bone temple. It is a bloody building made of countless human lives.

On the city tower, a white-haired prime minister appeared, and another person was the crown prince Gu Chenglin whose aura became more and more serious and unfathomable.

Not only them, but also evil cultivators from Hell Palace.

The dead Kings of Hell have now been replaced by new ones, and because of the massacres in Xiliang during this period, several cities were slaughtered in the Yuanmeng territory. How many.

Hades, judges, ghost messengers... These are the three major ranks of the hell mansion profession. Among them, the king of hell is the highest, basically at the double nine realms. Among them, some of the judges have single nine realms, and some of them have completed the eight realms. Seven realms.

Such a lineup is indeed not weak.

However, if you are not weak, you are not weak. Facing the even more terrifying coalition forces, this lineup is like a helpless boat before the waves of the vast sea, which may be capsized at any time!

"What a terrifying formation. Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry, Road Fighting Warriors, plus Li Youan's Flying Tiger Army, and Lu Yishan's new Dali Army...too powerful!"

"This lineup is probably enough to crush any top Jianghu forces!"

Prime Minister Bai exclaimed, his white hair was blown wantonly by the gust of wind blowing from the turbulent current.

Prince Gu Chenglin's face was also solemn, full of solemnity and shock.

Xiliang's magic army can already be called powerful, but compared with this formation, it is completely incomparable!
However, Prince Gu Chenglin would not give up easily, he let out a long cry, and slapped his palm on the bone temple. In the bone temple, countless skulls trembled, as if they were crying like ghosts!
Above the city tower, densely packed troops in black armor began to run, covering every corner of the city wall, sealing off any signs and possibilities of the enemy's invasion into the city!

The army condensed and rose like a terrifying devil rising from the nether world. Although the coalition forces united, it was still difficult to integrate the different armies. Therefore, the army of the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry and the army of the Dali New Army were still flying. The strength of the Tiger Army...

The three armies came crushing, the ground was in turmoil, the entire capital of Xiliang was trembling, and the Temple of the Bone was whimpering endlessly, tearing the sky of dawn like piercing whistles!
"The Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry who are unparalleled in land warfare, the Flying Tiger Army who is the number one in water warfare, and the Dali New Army who are as imposing as a rainbow, such as the rising sun piercing through the sky, really look up to Xiliang...Where did Xiliang ever have Such treatment."

Xiliang Crown Prince Gu Chenglin grinned, trembling slightly, it was not fear, but excitement.

The pool of blood behind it is constantly spinning, like a deep whirlpool, leading to an unknown unknown place, and it seems that some terrible existence is about to come out of it.

"However, as long as the Xiliang Demon Armored Army of the palace can carry it on for enough time, the capital will not be breached in an instant, let the palace refine the last batch of seeds, and let the blackening of the national destiny take shape. With the help of the black The transformed Xiliang National Fate can tear apart a corner of the Netherworld, allowing the real Netherworld army to descend on the world!"

"So many untouchables, in exchange for the arrival of a Nether army, it's worth it, it's so worth it!"

Gu Chenglin smiled excitedly.

The inheritance of the Son of the Nether, and the Nether is activated to descend to the human world, so he... will be able to run amok in the human world... naturally.

What kind of peace... In front of the real Nether powerhouse, they are all like ants!
Prime Minister Bai with flying white hair had bright eyes and was full of anticipation. He knew that that day would really come.

The Netherworld, the Human World, and the Heaven... In ancient times, they were called the Three Realms. Later, due to the great war in the Ancestral Realm of the Emperor, the Three Realms were separated, and the practice in the human world declined.

Therefore, Gu Chenglin really tore open a corner of Nether, attracting Nether powerhouses and armies.

Naturally, Xiliang can be defended, and the coalition forces of Yuanmeng and Dali... are not to be feared at all.

"Your Highness, the future of Xiliang depends on you!"

Prime Minister Bai laughed out loud.

Since he joined the Hell Palace, he has seldom done anything, because the Hell Palace has a Hell Palace Lord who has reached ten realms, and he is extremely powerful. Food.

This also made him strong today!
boom! ! !
The aura of the level of ten realms and three disasters spread out, and the whole sky seemed to be distorted!
One, two, three, four... Nine consecutive white and scarlet fox tails lashed across the air, causing the void to tremble, as if it was about to shatter!
"What an evil monster! Backed by the Xiliang Demon Kingdom, he devoured countless blood and food, and now his Taoism has already risen to the level of ten realms and three disasters! It is enough to see how many lives he has devoured!"

Among the army, Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair, yelled angrily, and the star map was shining brightly!

Wang Yansheng raised his head and screamed, the sword energy gushed out into the sky, and the light above the arm bones was shining brightly.

Aofeng, the old dragon of the West Sea, and Zhucheng, the dragon of the North Sea, have now become Taoist slaves of An Le, so it is naturally impossible to sit idly by and attack one after another.

The Ten Realm War broke out in an instant!

And above the city wall.

Crown Prince Gu Chenglin covered his face, raised his head and laughed loudly, his whole body was excessively insane, he was already crazy and conceited, but now under the Nether inheritance, his whole body became even more insane!
"Hahahaha! I am the son of Nether, and if Nether comes to the world, everyone... will die!"

Gu Chenglin laughed.

Then, he let out a long cry, and in the pool of blood hovering behind him, a precious blood bell suddenly appeared, smashed down on the city wall, and with a loud bang, it spread mightily!
Between his brows, a bloody imprint emerged, and tyrannical mental power surged out.

Over the capital city of Xiliang, the black ink-like National Fate appeared. The National Fate began to struggle, and chains shot up from all parts of the capital, making a crashing sound, like the sound of torrential rain.

Gu Chenglin disliked that the slow refinement was too slow.

He wants to speed up and use the Nether Blood Clock to refine all the untouchable seeds in the city in one go!

The blood clock circled upwards, hanging in the center of the city.

In the pitch-black city, one after another resentful spirits emerged.

The people in the wooden house all showed painful expressions.

Gu Chenglin watched this scene with admiration. The pain of these people made him happy.

suddenly.

Gu Chenglin heard the sound of waves beating.

He was startled.

The expression of appreciation on his face froze.

Then...

He saw a rushing and turbulent thousand-foot long river winding across the sky above the capital!
A wave was shot out of the long river and hit the blood clock.

The blood clock, which was dripping and turning, seemed to have encountered some great horror, and was directly knocked down by a wave, making a dull wail, and fell to the ground in the city...

Gu Chenglin roared angrily, wanting to mobilize the blood clock and make the blood clock tremble again.

However, the spiritual connection between him and the blood clock seemed to be broken under that wave!

Gu Chenglin's eyes shrank suddenly, and the twisting and winding of the blood pool behind him even stopped, as if he had encountered a terrible nemesis.

Gu Chenglin's heart shrank, and he couldn't help but roar towards the city!

"Who?!"

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(End of this chapter)