On the Jiehe River, Xiao Wuyou defeated Guigu Zhuo Lei, officially announcing the failure of Fengmeng's plan to dominate southern Xinjiang. The consequence of the defeat is that the people of Fengmeng need to bear the wrath from Yunmeng.

Under the leadership of Bai Zeli, the Yunmeng Army, with Duan Shenwu, Xuanyin, Luo Jue, and Tai Shiwang as the four most powerful and exclusive leaders, headed south in all directions. There were fights everywhere. But if there is a rebel, they will be killed.

It is not the monks of the Cloud Alliance who are bloodthirsty, but the enemies of life and death for three hundred years. Without the blood of the Wind Alliance, it is impossible to wash away the accumulated grievances. Monks are not good people. Since they dare to start a war, they should bear the consequences of defeat.

But there are four supremacists. Except for sporadic resistance, Fengmeng couldn't stop Yunmeng's footsteps at all. For example, monks such as the ghosts and slaves of the Kashiwa have disappeared for a long time. The wastelands of the south, though large, could not contain them. Nearly 30 years later, the Wind Alliance was completely destroyed by the Cloud Alliance. Since then, there have been no Meteorite Palaces, the Thirteen Nights Alliance, Nirvana City, and the Mirror Moon Temple.

As a winner, the Cloud Alliance naturally redefined the landscape of the Southern Wastelands. The southern wasteland is divided into four parts, southeast and northwest, which are led by the Xiuluo Sword School, the Xuanfeng Taoist Temple, the Duanmai Shengfeng, the Taimuro School, and the Duanmu School. The Taishi faction and the Duanmu faction formed a new force called the Jingyue Sect, which is a new lineage, and in the past, the legacy of the Jingyue Temple, and the Seven Heroes of the Southern Emperor, also officially became the Southern Emperor Sixiong.

After the model was established, nature entered a state of recuperation. Over the past 70 years, the wastelands of the South have regained some of their former anger. Because of the joint resistance of the four heroes, they are not as complacent as the first seven heroes of the Southern Wastelands. They all opened the door for their disciples to communicate with each other so that their younger brothers could learn from each other.

The Fengmeng monks who surrendered were all incorporated into the Four Heroes of the Southern Emperor. However, each of them is guilty. They need to serve for thousands of years to make up for their mistakes. Such a punishment can be considered very light, at least it is a great gift to save their lives.

The Cloud Alliance once wanted to kill all those who surrendered, and the monks of the Wind Alliance, with a population of 5 billion, killed them all too cruel and inhumane. Moreover, it was not the low-level monks who really started the war, but the only monks in the Wind Alliance.

Therefore, those who run away become rats in the streets. They live a miserable life. They could only hide in the mountains and forests, not daring to show their faces. Because as the creators of this stormy war, they have only one fate, and that is to make up for their mistakes with blood. As for resistance, their strength is far from reaching.

Thus, two hundred years later, three hundred years of hurry, for those monks who have lived for thousands of years, people naturally put their fingers, but for many young monks, especially those who have not experienced storms and winds war, war storms, winds three hundred years ago seem to have passed a long time.

The monks, who had made a name for themselves in the war-torn wars, lived a reclusive life. This southern wilderness is once again a paradise for new friars. Within 100 years of age, it is the most exciting period in the life of a monk. They are all showing their own style, they want to be the true pride of the Southern Wilderness and dominate the same generation of the Southern Wilderness, but in the eyes of many old monks, there are many outstanding monks in the Southern Wilderness, but the gap between them is too great.

Nirvana is gone, and hundreds of its cities are almost burned down. However, the most magnificent city of Nirvana is still intact, but it is much more prosperous today than it was in the past.

The reason why Nirvana City is more prosperous than before is because of the large number of thousands of miles of transmission arrays built here. These transmission arrays can reach all corners of the Southern Wasteland, becoming the absolute center of the entire Southern Wasteland. Any monk who wants to go east, west, north, and south must pass through the city of Nirvana.

Another reason is the rules of Nirvana City. I don't know who prescribed it, and if I wanted to have a place in the city, I didn't want to see the identity.

"You...... What do you want to do? Let go of me. The shout of a little girl attracted the attention of many monks on the street.

In a group of thieves, a bearded man holds the arm of a girl dressed in yellow. His eyes were filthy. He grinned, a row of yellow teeth stinking.

"Haha, I like you. Let's go back to the Eagle Villa tonight and be my eighty-year-old wife. The bearded man said, with a smiling smile on his face.

"You...... You don't want to! This is the holy city of heaven. The city stipulates that you can't fight for personal gain. Let me go!The young girl looked at the ugly man with the long beard and felt sick. How could she go back with him to be a concubine? More importantly, this is the holy city of heaven. No one can force her. She just tried to break free of the bearded man's arm, but she found herself powerless to resist.

"Haha, isn't it?" I don't fight for favoritism now. I'm just asking you to go back and be my Taoist buddy. How can I say that this is a battle of favoritism? brothers, do you think this is true?" said the bearded man with a sneer.

"Yes, Big Brother is right!" replied the group behind the bearded man.

Naturally, the movement here attracts the attention of many monks. The monks looked at the group of thieves, their eyebrows furrowed. They force people on the street. It's not for favoritism or anything. They even argue there, their faces are not red, their hearts are not beating. It is shameful to do so.

In the Holy City, there were many indignant monks. Only a few young monks jumped out, pointed their swords at the bearded man, and said, "Shameless, let go of that woman and get out of the holy city." When the voice came down, these young people all bloomed with their own breath, which belonged to the unique aura of Yuan Shen Jing.

These young people who are only thirty or forty years old on the outside, but they have the cultivation of meta nerves, which is enough to be called young heroes.

But the bearded man looked at the teenage children, scoffed, and said contemptuously, "A couple of little ones who are still drenched are also shining weapons in front of me." They don't know how to live or die. Today, I'll tell you. I'm good at Eagle Villa!"

After the bearded man finished speaking, he snorted coldly and rushed out violently. Wu Zun's achievements are on full display. Behind him, the monks also showed their achievements. Each of them is the territory of Takeshir. Looking at it, there were forty or fifty people.

Wu Zun was the leader, accompanied by Wu Jun, and the number was as many as forty or fifty people. For this holy city, where almost all the monks are under the age of 200, it is definitely a force that can sweep everything.

"Wu Zun, Wu Xiaojun, you are here to fight for the Heavenly City!" shouted a little monk.

There are not many stupid people in the world. Uncle Qiu, who has a beard, came to Tiansheng City to make a living with so many people for no reason. Of course, this is not for young girls. Since it's not for the little girl, there's only one reason.

"Haha, that's not too stupid. Very good. From today on, Tiansheng City belongs to my Flying Eagle Villa, if you don't follow me, kill me!" The big man opened his mouth and attacked the crowd.

In the street, the onlookers were all soft on the ground, watching the fear of forty or fifty monks in the field of martial arts. It seems that today's things really can't be finished.