The old man patted Ao Fenggu on the shoulder, stood up, and walked over to the little girl with two ponytails in the courtyard.

After Ao Fenggu left, he took a carriage back to the martial arts courtyard, asked Huang Yiyi to take care of Huang Bingyu, and moved into the Panasonic hut on the cliffside of the back mountain alone.

No one knew what was going on, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Time passed in a hurry, and the Phoenix Lord was still recuperating in Kunlun, and he didn't know when he would go down to Kunlun, but those strong people who were loyal to her had already launched an offensive against the human race.

The beast king walked in the country of Qinghe, and along the way, there were strong people from various sects and forces to intercept him, but from beginning to end, no one could hurt him in the slightest, but many strong people died in his hands.

Over time, no one dared to step forward to stop the huge Qinghe Country.

It's like being in a no-man's land.

Half of the strong people of the Blue Crane Country followed him from afar, and the other half gathered in the royal city of the national capital.

On this day, the half-orc king, who had traveled tens of thousands of miles from the distant wasteland, finally came to the front of the Qinghe King City.

On the royal city, hundreds of strong people of the Blue Crane Country and countless royal forest guards are ready to fight, as if they are facing a great enemy.

The beast king looked at the black army at the head of the city, and did not speak, he walked forward in silence along the way, and killed people in silence.

Tens of thousands of miles of long runs, without the slightest rest, the clothes on the beastmaster's body are all shabby, the shoes under his feet have long been worn out and lost, his face is dusty, and he looks very depressed.

But no one dared to laugh at him, and no one despised him for it.

When the beastmaster came to the city alone, it made people feel a sense of suffocation that the black clouds were pressing down on the city.

At the head of the city, the hands of the lord of the Qinghe Kingdom trembled slightly, and he looked at Song Pengzu, who was dressed in military uniform next to him.

Song Pengzu didn't speak, and thousands of Tiefutu in the city rode on war horses without making any sound, and the inside and outside of the city were full of murderous atmosphere.

Everyone, all looking at the Beastmaster.

There was a sound of chains churning, and the huge gates slowly opened.

The lord of the Qinghe Kingdom was shocked, "What's the matter, someone has rebelled? Close the door quickly!"

There was a commotion in the city.

Song Pengzu remained motionless.

The gates opened, and a man walked out.

He carried an exaggerated broadsword on his back, and he was in the dust, apparently from a long way away.

Seeing this person, Song Pengzu breathed a sigh of relief, and many powerhouses of the Qinghe Kingdom at the head of the city also breathed a sigh of relief.

The brute green stuck the broadsword into the ground and said to the beastmaster, "Stop there. ”

At the same time, the North.

The ghost ancestor walked out of the pass, and in front of him was the border of the Qingque Country.

On the official road, which was not wide, countless people crowded together and fled to the south with difficulty.

The Ghost Ancestor is a legendary figure of the same era as the Phoenix Lord, all the way south, the corpse qi spreads, and more and more people are transformed into ghouls, those walking corpses have no emotion, no wisdom, no need to drink and eat, no fear, and only obey the orders of the Ghost Ancestor.

Wherever the army of ghouls passed, villages were destroyed, cities were scorched, and the dead were carried into the ranks of the ghouls, forming a large army.

An army of ghouls.

Behind the Ghost Ancestor, the black corpse qi spread through the Xiongguan, and the autumn wind blew the corpse qi away slightly, revealing countless hideous and terrifying ghouls.

Seeing this scene, the people threw away their salute vehicles and rushed forward frantically, and the people in front thought that the ghouls were coming, and they also rushed forward, and the crowd became more and more chaotic, and many people were squeezed off the cliff, or fell to the ground, and were trampled to death by the people behind.

In the crowd of people who fled in a panic, there was one person standing facing north, like a reef in the rapids, not moving at all.

After the refugees fled, only one person was left standing on the official road.

It was a woman, dressed in a white martial arts academy uniform with a sword hanging from her waist.

One person faces the Ghost Ancestor, and the army of ghouls behind the Ghost Ancestor.

Ghost Ancestor looked at the woman in front of him, and there was no expression on his stiff face.

As if sensing his thoughts, a ghoul behind him burst out with a muffled voice in his throat and rushed out.

Immediately afterward, countless ghouls rushed out of the black corpse qi, overflowing the Xiongguan like a black tide, and surging along the official road.

Ling Bo Sakura's fingertips moved slightly, and without warning, a wind suddenly rose in the mountains, and countless cherry blossoms flew in the wind.

Tens of thousands of miles away in the south, Emperor Wu Mountain.

After an autumn rain, the sky clears and the mountains are full of yellow leaves.

Accompanied by Huang Yiyi, Huang Bingyu came to the Panasonic hut and watched Ao Fenggu sitting under the Panasonic, facing a high cliff.

She wanted to go over, but stopped, and now her belly is getting bigger and bigger, and it is becoming more and more inconvenient to walk, and it has taken a lot of time and energy to come from the poolside hut to the cliff here.

But now that she has adapted to this kind of life, it is easy to control her emotions, looking at the man sitting next to the cliff, Huang Bingyu knows the burden and pressure on his body, and she is distressed, but she doesn't know how to comfort her.

The affairs of the Martial Academy, and even the fate of the entire human race, were pressed on him, and he sat there, his back slightly stiff, as if he was bent over by the pressure.

Huang Bingyu kept looking at him, looking at his husband, looking at the father of the child in his womb, and after a long time, he sighed softly and turned to leave.

All she can do now is to raise the fetus in her womb and let him be born safely.

Ao Fenggu looked at the forest sea under the cliff and didn't feel the arrival of the two.

These days, he has been meditating, thinking of ways to break the game.

Demon King Pig and Lao Jiu settled down next to him, and when they were playing, they would look at Ao Fenggu, hoping to feel even the slightest fluctuation of true qi from him, but the result was always disappointed.

On the way to martial arts, there has never been a thing of martial arts destroyed and reborn.

Without the martial tree, the warrior is a tree without a source of water and roots.

It is no secret that the Ao Feng Ancient Martial Tree withered and cultivated to the point of being lost.

On the street in front of the martial arts, in a house.

It was nightfall, and the old servant lit the lamp, brought the food and wine into the room, turned and went out, and closed the door, while he himself stood guard outside the door, and put two balls of cotton into his ears.

There was a small round table in the room, and several young people wearing the uniforms of the martial arts academy sat together, talking about wine and food.

The land in front of the martial arts courtyard is getting more and more expensive, and the housing prices are getting higher and higher, although this is just an inconspicuous courtyard, it can be sold for a high price of more than 1,200 gold coins, and ordinary people can't afford it at all.

Hong Liangliang naturally doesn't care about the money.

"Feng Gu is now a mortal, and I don't know how he got through these days. Hong Liangliang poured a bowl of wine and drank it dry in one go, looking a little depressed and a little annoyed.

Huang Yimei sat next to Hong Liangliang, looking at the clear wine in the bowl, without speaking, not knowing what he was thinking.

He cultivated day and night, he didn't care about it at all, and in the last Renhuang War, he followed the Terran coalition army to attack Shangkunlun, and with the sword in his hand, he made good achievements, and he has become a real captain of the Blue Bird Country.

Next to Huang Yimei was Xiao Tingfeng, a chivalrous young man, now full of beard, looking like he was in his early thirties, he directly picked up the wine jug and poured a few sips, "Many teachers are questioning the decision of the back mountain, and they don't want to hand over the mountain protection array to Ao Fenggu." ”