Heaven and earth are the largest space, it contains everything, mountains and rivers, forests and rivers, birds and animals, birds, beasts, grasses and insects...... In this largest space, there are independent spaces, which are very small, but they are not affected by each other and exist independently—this is the domain.

Along with that terrifying sword intent derived.

Lu Cangfeng's expression couldn't help but change, and a depressed aura appeared in his heart.

Suddenly.

Xuan Cangfeng felt that there was oppressive power coming from all directions, and the position he was in seemed to be cut off from this world, and the pressure everywhere, as if it was a heavy mountain, pressed on his body, making his movements a little sluggish.

- Shura Sword Domain.

This is the domain that belongs to Zhang Xiaoyu, and in this domain, Zhang Xiaoyu is the master.

In this space, the speed of the blood-swept light is constantly decreasing.

Zhang Xiaoyu's expression revealed a grim smile.

The black sword slashed out suddenly, and a sharp sword aura erupted, slashing at the Blood Mother Worm.

A sword to implement.

The elusive blood mother worm let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground, its body divided in two, still completely dead, struggling.

Xuan Cangfeng couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

He is connected to the blood mother itself, and the death of the blood mother worm has caused him to suffer a heavy blow.

"Okay—"

"Very good—"

Xuan Cangfeng's eyes were fixed on Zhang Xiaoyu, and he gritted his teeth and said.

Zhang Xiaoyu still had a faint smile in his expression, looked at Xuan Cangfeng, and said in a calm tone: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

The knuckles of the fingers holding the barrel of the gun are whitish.

Lu Cangfeng's expression became more and more hideous.

Step out.

The spear in Xuan Cangfeng's hand moved violently, and a terrifying power erupted, as if it was about to tear apart this independent space.

Zhang Xiaoyu put away a smile in his expression.

The black sword moved, and slashed at the spear simply and rudely.

……

……

In the imperial capital, the battle for the throne is hot.

The land of the Southern Barbarians, but it is peaceful.

With the destruction of the temple and the submission of the barbarians, the southern barbarians can be said to have completely returned to peace.

The majestic city built for the barbarians gradually became larger, which made the hard-working barbarians even more full of confidence, eager to build their own city without resting for a moment.

Lost over time.

As the commander of the Nanban, Li Qing, the iron-blooded king, began to set out to form the army of the Nanban.

Although the scourge of the barbarians has been completely eradicated, it is better to prevent trouble before it happens, and if you want to completely return to peace in the southern barbarians, there will be no more wars, and the occurrence of turmoil still needs a strong and powerless deterrence.

This time.

The brave and warlike barbarians can be said to have a place to use - among the various tribes of the barbarians that Li Qing personally went to, selected the strong, warlike barbarians, and incorporated them into the army, and in more than a month, he selected five thousand barbarians and formed a dreadnought army, and personally responsible for the drills of the dreadnought, so that it was convenient to be in charge of the barbarians, so that the barbarians did not have any other ideas, and secondly, he also wanted to be able to dig out the real combat power of the five thousand dreadnoughts and train them to become truly invincible elites.

Meanwhile.

Li Qing once again vigorously recommended the policy of reclamation and garrisoning, so that the armies of various states actively invested in production and construction, so that the Nanban states that were in ruins were full of vitality again, and those who left the Nanban in order to avoid the scourge of war also kept returning to their hometowns, and the golden and silver nests were not as good as their own kennels after all, and the war forced them to leave their hometowns, but the Nanban had their souls after all.

Everything in Nanban is developing in a good direction.

Li Qing's heart is naturally very gratified, all these things in Nanban are all fought down by the blood and sacrifice of the soldiers in the army, he loves this land, everything here is affecting his heart, and he is naturally extremely pleased with the long-term peace and stability of Nanban.

Feel the solidity of the earth under your feet.

Li Qing looked in the direction of the imperial capital.

A kingdom shall not be without a king for a day.

Li Qing has great confidence in Long Que, who he has cultivated since he was a child, as long as he can successfully ascend to the throne, then Taiqian's rule will go to a higher level.

Li Qing couldn't help but clench his fists.

Although Long Que has the ability of the emperor, but the prince Longchen, the martial king Long Kai are not ordinary characters, in order to get the throne, they have been behind the layout, planning, Long Que's sideways killing, undoubtedly ignited the source of the war, if he wants to ascend the throne, he must trample the prince and the king of martial arts under his feet, only step on their corpses to ascend the throne.

Can Long Que be so ruthless?

Li Qing had a lot of doubts in his heart.

Exhaling a breath gently, Li Qing walked forward slowly, now that the war in the south has just subsided, although the imperial capital has won the victory, it has also paid a heavy price, and now the imperial capital can no longer afford the big changes.

If Long Que can successfully ascend to the throne, then it will be a great blessing for the empire.

"Send someone to the imperial capital as soon as possible, and take my gift to meet the new emperor. ”

Li Qing said in a deep voice.

……

……

Reject the North City.

The North Rejection City is the first line of defense of the Snow Country in Taiqian, and everyone is a soldier in the North Rejection City, making the North Rejection City an insurmountable line of defense, blocking the Snow Country army on the banks of the Black River.

Although it was summer, it was still cold in the city, and the summer heat was not felt at all, and the people walking on the streets were wearing thick clothes, and even the elderly people were still wearing thick cotton clothes.

On the lively street, a figure walked alone.

The whole body of the person was hidden under a huge black umbrella, blocking the eyes projected from all directions.

The figure looked out of place on the street, and a few good people followed behind the figure, trying to see what kind of face was hidden under the big black umbrella.

The pace is unhurried.

Wu Qianqian could naturally feel the gaze around her, her expression was cold, and her eyes were full of indifference, as if it was eternal ice.

These days.

Wu Qianqian was like a wanderer, wandering around.

She covered her body with a wide robe, and her face with a large black umbrella, but the trouble continued.

Some of these troubles come from the Snow Country, and some of them come from the idle prodigal sons.

But all of them are dead.

The sharp blanching pierced their throats mercilessly.

Although this can scare away those prodigal sons, it is an unstoppable trouble from the Snow Country.

(End of chapter)