In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight rise on the horizon, a round of rising sun shines in all directions.

After a brutal killing, the royal capital has long been unrecognizable.

On the streets everywhere, there were rows of surrendered people kneeling on their knees, their expressions could not hide their fear, and their bodies were constantly shaking.

One by one, the black-robed men patrolled in the posture of victors, their eyes showing contempt.

The corpses that had not been cleaned were piled up, and the stench was overwhelming.

The ruins are broken, the ruins are everywhere, and the smoke of gunpowder rises endlessly.

The rain stopped, and the brilliant sun hung high.

But the people below were not warm at all, but a kind of hard-to-remember coldness.

Just last night, all the resistance forces were forcibly suppressed, and one by one the powerful families were uprooted and slaughtered.

Even the army has been washed from top to bottom, and sixty percent of the generals have been wiped out.

As for the monks of the monastery, all of them died, and they set foot early in the western heaven to meet the Buddha they had in mind.

Miserable, so tragic!

The women let out staccato sobs and clung to their children.

The men have witnessed the drastic changes in this royal capital, and under the fear in their hearts, they are infinitely confused about the future.

At the bottom of everyone's heart, a question can't help but emerge.

Could it be that from now on, Kyushu will really be controlled by the Blood Spirit God Cult?

This is simply a fantasy, a historical change that has never been seen before!

The evil cultivators are cruel and bloodthirsty, if they are really ruled by them, then the common people below still have a way to live?

Where does this put the righteous monks?

Even the concept of cultivation that has been passed down through the generations has been directly distorted and turned upside down!

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, I didn't expect this day to actually happen!

In the depths of the Ninefold Palace, on the high dragon chair, sat a blood-robed man with strong fluctuations throughout his body.

I saw him put his hands on the chair respectively, and the whole person exuded a domineering atmosphere.

A pair of scarlet pupils, exuding a cold aura.

Underneath stood a group of loyal monks.

At the forefront of this were twelve Dharma protectors and a holy maiden, and behind them were some elite backbones of the Blood Spirit God Sect.

They looked respectful and did not dare to be presumptuous in the slightest.

"Lord Qiqi, all the resistance forces in the royal capital have been eradicated, and the rest is still for you to leave. ”

At this time, a Dharma protector bowed his hand and said in a respectful voice.

The blood-robed man sitting on the dragon chair had a flickering look in his eyes, he touched the chair with one hand, and the corners of his mouth lifted a cold arc.

The throne of this indigenous dynasty feels like that when you sit now.

What's the use of reigning in this world?

After the vicissitudes of life, it is not a handful of loess.

Even if the world worships the Yuanying powerhouse, it is only two thousand years of life.

Since he broke away from that place, he has never been reconciled to this, and has used all the resources available to him to achieve that realm.

Once the realm is completed, you will be able to go back with an unprecedented attitude.

All the dynasties established in this heaven and earth will all be refined into nourishment at that time!

"Give a number to the inferior people, and hand over all resources to the church. ”

The blood-robed man raised his chin lightly, and his tone was cold, "Next, immediately announce the news that my Blood Spirit God Sect will replace the Great Departure Imperial Court, this sect mainly makes them recognize the reality clearly, and if they know each other, they will each send a representative to surrender." ”

When he said that, his voice was cold, "If you don't obey, you will be killed!"

This solemn sound echoed in the main hall, which made everyone who heard it panic in their hearts.

Jing Yao, who was wearing a red dress, was swaying.

She looked at the blood-robed man with a look of adoration, wishing that she would immediately crawl over and lick the other's shoes in a humble gesture!

Sect Master, Yao'er will always follow you.

............

Soon, the great change in the royal capital swept towards Kyushu like a thunderous storm.

Some of the people who passed on the news were locals in the royal capital who escaped by luck.

But this fact is too big, and many people scoffed at it at first, but after the Blood Spirit God Sect located in the royal capital was announced to the public, everyone had to believe it.

"What! Cults have replaced the imperial court?

For a while, both ordinary people and cultivators had blank brains, and they lost their minds for a long time and fell into shock.

Forces, large and small, were frightened and could not accept this unexpected change.

After all, this is too ......

Before, they were dissatisfied with the imperial court, and one by one they raised the banner of uprising to overthrow the imperial court.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the imperial court was overthrown.

It was a cult that overthrew it!!

It is said that the royal capital has experienced a large number of brutal clean-up operations, and it is simply a river of blood.

The Mu Ru royal family, who used to be in power, was directly wiped out, and no one survived.

The Great Departure is gone!

Now sitting on the dragon chair is the leader of a cult!

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

The leader of the cult can also be the emperor?

What can he bring to the people? Is it a never-ending killing?

Countless people are confused, and there is endless fear in their hearts.

Here, it is the detachment of troops that are sent out that feel it the most.

They were originally stationed in other large states, and fought with several local Xiuzhen forces.

After a period of time, he was told that the imperial court was dead, and even the Muru royal family was bloodily slaughtered.

The people who ordered them are gone, where else can they go now?

Without the imperial court, can they still be called the Great Departure Army?

As if the military soul had been lost, this group of generals looked dazed, and they were at a loss for this huge change.

If there is a change of dynasty, you can still take Zhao'an.

What's going on now?

When the cult enters the royal capital, do they also have to swear allegiance in the past?

Such a humiliating thing that will be poked in the backbone by the world, as iron-blooded soldiers, they can't do it at all!!

What to do, and where do we go from here......

Simply this army simply declared an armistice to the outside world, and took the initiative to stop the war that would continue for a long time.

And the big and small cultivation forces that were competing with them were not aggressive when they saw this situation.

Nowadays, the public is too enlightened to accept the drastic evolution of this state of affairs.

A once-in-a-lifetime miracle will one day appear in a grand manner.

What will happen in the future?

In particular, the Blood Spirit God Cult forced Kyushu to send a figure to each to show their submission.

This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury, and it has a strong impact on everyone's spirit.

Let the righteous monks take the initiative to bow their heads to the cult, which has not appeared in 10,000 years.

Qingyun Prefecture.

When a gorgeously dressed middle-aged man received the news, his brain exploded, and he only felt dizzy, and his whole heart was stirred like countless sharp blades.

"It can't be...... It can't be ......"

He covered his chest with one hand, his eyes widened uncontrollably, and his face turned pale.

The Great Departure is gone?The Muru royal family is destroyed?The Blood Spirit God Sect enters the royal capital?

This series of heavy blows smashed his head, causing his heart to tremble and his whole body to tremble.

"No !!"

A deep cry of sorrow came out of his mouth, and the middle-aged man fell to his knees, shedding two lines of helpless tears.

As a member of the royal family, King Weining could not accept this catastrophe more than anyone else.

His heart ached, he could barely breathe.

The scenes in the Muru family before couldn't help but come to mind.

The kind faces are long gone and no longer exist.

In front, there were figures standing.

At the head was a black-robed man, his face was gloomy, and his eyes showed coldness.

Zhang Fengjiu didn't expect the Blood Spirit God Sect to act so quickly, controlling the entire royal capital so quickly, and also destroying all of the Mu Ru royal family.

And this also shows that the primordial old monster I saw at the beginning has died at the hands of the sect leader of the Blood Spirit God Sect.

At this moment, in the entire Kyushu, there is only one great evil cultivator left in the Yuan Infant Realm!

Zhang Fengjiu felt pressure in his heart, which was more than a thousand times stronger than that of dealing with the Taixu Sect at that time.

"My exchange, can I still deal with him......"

He couldn't help but think to himself.