With the rise of the prestige of the Zhang family, many people came from other places to visit, but without exception, they were all closed.

And the most puzzling thing is that the young children who usually like to go out for a stroll are also uncharacteristically staying at home.

A big victory should have been a joyous thing, but if it rests on the heads of other forces, the people below will definitely have to go out every day to show off to others.

But this Zhang family's style is really strange.

At this time within the family.

An elite team of Qi Realm cultivators practiced in an open place, constantly practicing with each other, the mana in their bodies swelling wantonly, and sweat dripping down their cheeks.

And the elders who have reached the foundation building realm also cultivate by example, doing their best to improve their strength.

The surrounding cultivation atmosphere has become even more urgent than before!

At first, many unsuspecting clansmen were puzzled by the sudden order given by the head of the family, and gradually started to complain.

Soon, he was reprimanded and severely punished by the elders of the corresponding lineage, and he personally grasped the cultivation.

The most important thing is that there are also a few elders who often go out early and return late, as if they are going out to collect things, which seems very mysterious.

The change in the direction of the high-level wind made the clansmen below perceive the bad intentions, and they faintly felt that something big would happen in the future, and the family was preparing for it now!

Zhang Fengjiu often opened the system interface, watching the number of spirit stones continue to shrink, and there was no distress in his heart.

Because he knows that when the money is spent at the critical moment, it has to be used on the blade!

Five months passed.

During this period, in addition to the strange situation of the Zhang family, there were also shops in various large and small cities, all of which would be swept away without exception.

Its generous shot made many stores smile crookedly.

It's in the Alchemy Pavilion.

A slender woman was cross-legged on the futon, her cheeks dripping with fragrant sweat, and her expression was determined to keep pinching the trick, and the Dan furnace placed in front of her rose up with a curling white mist.

Three steps away from her, a table was filled with mountains of materials and shaped elixirs.

In the refining room next to each other, several clansmen were also desperately decomposing the magic weapon for refining and warming according to the instructions from above, and improving the grade of the magic weapon one by one.

In the corner, a fair-skinned boy squatted there, his eyes twinkling.

Ten days later, tens of thousands of miles outside the Great Departure Dynasty.

Countless brute beasts were like a flood, the earth rumbled and trembled, and in front of them, some heart-rending screams rang out.

The last imperial army that was sent out did not hold fast enough until today, and was violently dispersed by the surging hordes of brute beasts.

There were countless casualties, and the rest were forced to flee desperately for their lives under pressure.

The mana in their bodies was about to be depleted, their talisman armor was mottled and shattered, and even the magic weapons they used were mutilated.

Due to the bad state, many people were gradually caught up by the brute beasts behind them.

The pain caused by the tearing of the flesh, coupled with the emotion of despair, the screams were particularly permeating.

Among them, there were several monks who were speeding in the air with their swords, and they played tricks, and there was still the remaining mana in their bodies.

The brutality of the battle was truly shocking, and the number of brute beasts this time was simply unprecedented.

Worst of all, all the brute beasts will point the finger at Dali, otherwise they will never be so embarrassed!

"I'm going back alive......"

A bloodstained monk stepped on a flying sword, driving with all his might, and his dusty face could not hide his panic.

Sou......

I only felt a howling wind blowing behind me, and a long sharp chirp filled my eardrums.

"Not good!"

He had a chill on his back, and when he looked back, he saw a winged beast covered in feathers like sharp blades spread its wings and slashed directly across its waist.

The monk's eyes widened in horror, and he felt himself fall to the ground, blood pouring down.

After a while, a tearing pain suddenly came out, and it turned out that his body had already been split in two.

"No ......"

His lips twitched, and his eyes fell desperately into the tide of beasts.

Soon, one after another, the monks who stepped on the flying sword were all dealt devastating blows in mid-air.

Several winged beasts let out high-pitched chirps, harvesting human lives one by one.

The yellow sand filled the sky, mixed with a disgusting smell of blood.

The last army sent out by the Dali Dynasty was all killed!

This large group of boundless brute beasts, in the rumbling and trembling sound of the earth, headed towards Kyushu with a terrifying momentum.

Their eyes were filled with bloodthirsty red light.

......

The royal capital, covering a vast area, is full of lively and prosperous scenes, gathering the most precious cultivation resources in the world.

Whether it is an auction or a trading market, it is one of the best existences in the cultivation world.

There are many wealthy nobles who have been inherited for thousands of years, and the major forces in Kyushu are all distributed, and in the middle of the huge and dense city, there is an army of heavily armed monks flying in Edgeworth.

is the so-called foot of the Son of Heaven, but anyone who dares to fight on the street will be arrested as soon as possible and thrown into the prison for a felony!

Because of this, the royal capital can be called the safest in the world compared to other places.

Of course, it is not that people from outside can enter the royal capital casually, first of all, they must obtain some relevant identity recognition, which is also to prevent the chaos caused by overpopulation.

If you want to do business and make a fortune, you must also pay a large amount of spirit stone fees according to the regulations, and you have to collect another fee every once in a while, and once you can't complete it, you will be ordered out.

Those who can take root and survive here are extraordinary.

In the depths of the royal capital, the splendid palaces are scattered, and the dazzling scenery is countless, and the columns of graceful palace maids are walking lightly.

Countless armoured armoured monks patrolled closely, their sharp eyes scanning back and forth, revealing a calm and murderous aura on their bodies.

At this time, the civil and military officials were all standing in the court, everyone looked solemn, and their hearts were filled with worry.

A middle-aged man dressed in bright yellow clothes sat on a dragon chair, his temples were gray, and he was looking at a battle report in his right hand.

This person is the saint of the current Dali Dynasty, Mu Ruhongyue.

Mu Ruhongyue's majestic face was full of gloom.

His eyes scanned the death toll and lost supplies on the lines of the battle report, and his chest was filled with monstrous anger.

"Damn! Why is this beast tide only aimed at me?"

A loud roar came out of his mouth, and Mu Ruhongyue's forehead was bruised.

The imperial court sent troops to exterminate the brute beasts again and again, but they all ended up in ruin.

The most important thing is that on the side of the Great Jin Kingdom and the Great Yin Dynasty, their armies are ready to move, and they are all eyeing his territory.

How does this make people not angry?

"It seems that the defensive battles in various parts of Kyushu have to be started. ”

The majesty in Mu Ruhongyue's eyes was dignified, and he said in a deep voice.

The ministers standing in the main hall all lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, quietly listening to the instructions of the Holy One.

"Now, I have no choice but to tell the world about this beast's rebellion. ”

Mu Ruhongyue, who was sitting on the dragon chair, said in a solemn tone.

He thought for a moment, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "General Zhenxuan, during this period, you must be vigilant to prevent the armies of the Great Jin Kingdom and the Great Yin Dynasty from raiding. ”

"The last will obey!"

A middle-aged man in bronze armor clenched his fists and said solemnly.

He had a rough face, a majestic figure, and a heavy momentum flowing through his body, like a majestic and immovable mountain, standing tall.

He was the madman who shocked Kyushu back then, hammered a Jindan ancestor to death with his fists, and personally led the army to sweep more than a dozen Xiuzhen sects.

This person is General Zhenxuan!

"General Apocalypse, General Chang Sheng, General Weide, I order you to immediately set off to support Qingyun Prefecture, Beichang Prefecture, and Feiyu Prefecture respectively. ”

Mu Ruhongyue's tone was solemn.

"The last general commands!"

The three generals in battle armor clasped their fists and said in unison.

Each of them is a strong person who has cultivated to reach the Jindan realm! All of them command 300,000 troops!

"Pass the order, all the families and sects that have made outstanding contributions in this beast tide will be rewarded by the imperial court. ”

The emperor who was in charge of Kyushu, his loud and majestic voice resounded through the hall.