The vast sparkling continent.

The ragged people of the city, under the coercion of the flying whips and the tentacles of the demons dancing in the sky, staggered to the huge castle in the building, their empty eyes full of despair, and the fallen people were immediately brutally torn on the spot and eaten alive...... The groans of pain and the cries of the beasts filled the eardrums......

...... Humans are forced to build their own cages to imprison themselves, and the helpless eyes of the elderly, women and children are exposed in the bars of the cells on both sides of the road...... Such a picture is reproduced in almost all regions of the planet......

Alpine snowfields.

In the majestic mountains, people dressed in animal skins lit huge bonfires in the reckless primeval forest, their bodies were scabbed and scarred, their faces were full of perseverance, and the determination in their eyes could withstand all the difficulties of the world...... The peacock boy and the peacock girl knelt under a big tree, where stood the most determined and brave leader on the continent.

"Amma, we are going to the east, and just now, did you see a ray of light in the sky? ”

"Please wait for our return. ”

Xikun land

Deep in the majestic Alps, in a ruined village, stands a half-roofed church where a group of elderly priests are praying to God. Behind them stood a group of young men and women, some of whom had young faces full of courage, and the years of wandering in the mountains and the fierce battles had made them more agile than apes, and their original white skin had turned a tan.

When the prayer was finished, the priest took out a yellowed scroll of cloth from his bosom and solemnly handed it to a blonde girl, who then looked at the tired but energetic children and muttered, "All children, wait for your retun!"

In the village, beside the rubble-strewn road, a large group of people in shabby clothes silently saw them off with hope in their eyes. They will travel across several continents, countless snow-capped mountains and grasslands, and reach the east coast of the vast sea tens of thousands of miles away.

Some distant continent.

On the silent seaside, the typhoon has stopped, the rough sea is calm, more than a dozen young people with sad faces wave to the people who are saying goodbye, and their golden hair is slowly flying, light

The blue eyes were full of sorrow.

Not far away, in the dense forests of the mountains, people with vegetables in their faces silently watched from the trees, and several boats made of huge trees were waiting quietly on the shore.

A bearded man with tattered sackcloth stood in front of them with several old men, and with his heart he was instructing: Go, go to the other side, where there are the wisest and bravest humans on the planet, go and find them, and bring the power to the whole continent to defeat all evil enemies.

......

Armoda steppe.

On the top of the floating cloud mountain, Aledu stood in the wind, looking at the flowing clouds in the sky without saying a word, behind him stood two white-eyed old monks with strong faces, and suddenly three shining meteors crossed the sky, Aledu turned around and said calmly: Master, please choose ten young people, follow me eastward, the divine light of the Buddha is about to illuminate there.

Oroen Valley.

Lilguna's eyes were shining, and his father and queen mother stood beside her in full costume, watching the old-fashioned Gillian Lu lecture a few young men and women, and her stern voice revealed love. Oh'er, a stream of light crossed the sky, and she sighed, and turned to her father and queen mother......

When someone climbs to the top of the sacred mountain, all the spatial cracks in the world will open, go to the east coast, where the light of hope will rise.

Because of the same old legend, people rushed to the East with firm faith, or perhaps dispensable hope, to find the light. Such stories continue to be staged in many places in Qingming.

Hangtown.

The whole city has been filled with war, huge demons dance in the sky above the city, the roar of the whole city resounded through the world, the people who did not have time to retreat only hated their father and mother for missing two legs, many people were caught by the monsters in the air, and the flying blood rain stained the earth red......

At the north gate of Hangzhou, the light cloud commanded the remnants of the demon army to resist step by step, and about 2,000 steel warriors who glittered in the sunlight weaved a steel barrier behind the retreating crowd, and under the joint attack of the monks and monsters of the Wuji Temple, the iron men also fell one by one screaming.

This was originally a strange army, temporarily armed by Tang Wuya in Jiangdu, although it still lacked training, but it also gave the opponent a great shock and damage when defending the city at the beginning. In that light cloud's heart, he had planned to defend Hangzhou for ten days and a half or even longer, so as to wait

There is no hope in 10,000.

However, no one expected that Tang Zhi'an, the sect master of the Yuan Sword Sect, suddenly defected to the enemy and suddenly attacked the Iron Warriors and the Monk Band, Wan Ming broke with Tang Zhi'an on the spot, and recalled some of the disciples of the Yuan Sword Sect through his own influence.

The one-sided balance of power and the battle situation made many people who were not strong-willed choose to throw themselves into the enemy camp, and no sect was an exception. There were about 100 monks and magicians of various factions who followed Tang Zhi'an and chose the embrace of darkness, which caused an irretrievable reversal of the originally precarious battle situation and morale of the defenders of Hangzhou.

When Changsha City fell, Li Xiaoyue originally brought back a relatively complete monk band, but at this time, more than half of it had been lost, and the band of less than twenty people was behind the iron warriors, struggling to resist the murderous golden light in the sky.

According to the proposal of Na Qingyun and Hei Saburo, Lan Yue was at the forefront of the retreating team, and the final direction of the retreat was Jiangdu, where there were still 10,000 defenders and a relatively complete military camp. Or, it will be the final burial place of the dead soldiers, and once the resistance is there, there is no way to retreat, no more retreat.

Zhang Qiyan and Fang Xinying took the main force of monks and magicians to fight with demons in the city, and several older generations of Qingyang Mountain who turned into gods and distracted gods chose to blow themselves up at the last moment of their serious injuries, and rushed to the sky to hug those huge demons, in exchange for the ending only exploded the bodies of those monsters, and then, they still recovered quickly......

Despite Na Qingyun's good command and the greatest trust and support from everyone, her army was unable to survive the triple blows of the Western Chu army, enemy monks, and monsters. In just half an hour, the two thousand iron soldiers were almost killed and wounded, and the army of the Great Sun even began to retreat, and Kurosaburo began to be unable to suppress it.

The situation was critical, the core force of the mainland resistance was in danger, and many of the retreating crowd could no longer move their tired and trembling legs, and simply sat down on the side of the road and closed their eyes and waited for death......

The calm heart of Qingyun also began to tremble slightly: It's okay if I'm dead, is it that the mainland is over like this? The divination technique passed down to me by my ancestors, I didn't even get the fur!

Those children finally couldn't catch up?......

God, I don't accept it!