The war between the monks never stopped in a year or two, and at the end of the 1,600th year of the Kunlun calendar, the war spread to the Nanming Continent.

In the same year, Ye Tongtong fell, and Jian Si was promoted to the third Tianyuan.

This year, the Xuanyuan clan successfully raised the first generation of carrion demons and officially put them on the battlefield of the cloud realm, and the highly poisonous carrion demons attacked regardless of friend and foe, causing a large number of monks to die due to infection and mutation, and Wuji Mountain was forced to temporarily withdraw from the cloud realm and activate the submarine array of the moon and ocean, isolating the Xuanyuan clan in the cloud realm for a short time.

Although the powerful combat power and super pollution ability of the corpse demon allowed the Xuanyuan clan to hold their position for the time being, they also paid a heavy price for it, and the reputation of the Xuanyuan clan for making a large number of forbidden weapons against the morality of the monks was completely stinking.

The families and sects of the northern continent waited for an opportunity to form an alliance in the name of defending the moral bottom line of the human race to form the Northern Expedition Monk Alliance. The Northern Expedition Alliance was divided into two ends, one part actually surrounded the retreating Dao Alliance monks in the name of conquest, and cooperated with the pursuing Xuanyuan army to stop the Dao Alliance monks in the Nanming Continent, while the other half of the Northern Expedition Alliance took the opportunity to attack the monk Lingshan Realm.

Of course, the Dao Alliance, which has ruled the Kunlun realm for thousands of years, is not a vegetarian, even if the elite is seriously damaged by the war in Southern Xinjiang, and some of them are intercepted and dragged back in Nanmingzhou.

The two old Tianyuan didn't even make a move, and the Northern Expedition Alliance was defeated and collapsed by the Great Sage of Qiushui.

The scattered Northern Expeditionary Allied forces fled south in confusion and started the idea of Tibetan Qiuhai City.

The Battle of Haicheng broke out.

Under the attack of the Northern Expedition Allied forces, a large number of cities and islands were captured, and Cheng Li was besieged in the Tibetan Autumn Palace.

The Eastern Divine Sword Sect, which had been staying out of the matter, joined the battle at this time. The Eastern Monk crossed the southern sea and traveled long distances to attack the Northern Expeditionary Army. Under the leadership of Xiang Jianjun, the powerful sword cultivator recaptured the captured Tibetan Qiuhai City overnight.

Hearing that the Eastern Divine Sword Sect had joined the battlefield, the Zixiao Sword Sect, which had never lagged behind, of course refused to be idle, and came in with great interest.

All of a sudden, the situation became more and more complicated, except for the unmoved Immortal City, the closed demon world, and almost no monk forces who could be celibate.

Some people rejoice and some people worry. For the Dao Alliance, the addition of the Sword Sect was even more disadvantageous to them. Don't look at the Sword Sect of the Two Continents over the years, it has always been close to the Dao Alliance, but these fighting madmen of the Sword Sect are completely unable to speculate according to common sense, in order to enjoy the thrill of fighting, they can accept anyone's employment.

Fortunately, what the Dao Alliance was worried about did not appear, the Eastern Divine Sword Sect did not know when it had already respected Xiang Chengtian as a sword venerable, Xiang Chengtian just wanted to defend the Cheng Clan's Tibetan Autumn Palace, and had no intention of participating in more wars;

The Northern Expedition Alliance was greatly disappointed, because of the intervention of the Eastern Divine Sword Sect, it could only withdraw from Tibetan Qiuhai City in disgrace.

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A group of young sword cultivators, both men and women, sat or stood, driving the magic weapon to gallop over Haicheng.

The Tibetan Autumn Sea City, which had just experienced the Great War, was in the winter sun.

The young sword cultivators flew in the sky, and the monks of the Tibetan Autumn Shrine could be seen dragging their crippled bodies to deal with the broken corpses that had been attacked by spells below, but most of them were broken arms, and it was difficult to find intact bodies.

Most of the ordinary residents of Haicheng who were alive looked sad, but they were very orderly, and there were few people who were crying, and they were silently doing what they were supposed to do, and occasionally helping the monks with chores.

Most of the buildings in the surrounding towns are ordinary houses, which could not withstand the blows of spells, and collapsed seriously, and all the parts destroyed by the fire turned into scorched earth, and their original appearance can no longer be seen.

The group of young sword cultivators shook their heads and sighed as they flew, and the first person was none other than Xiang Cong, the newly appointed young master of the Eastern Divine Sword Sect. Thirteen-year-old Xiang Cong is tall and slender, he is perfectly inherited from Xiang Jianjun's appearance, and he also integrates his mother's coldness, which makes people see him at a glance in a group of beautiful boys and girls.

Flying over the residential part and arriving at the neighborhood where the monks lived, the situation was much better, and the seaside part was the most intact because it was shrouded in the enchantment of the Tibetan Autumn Palace.

The monks of the Eastern Sword Sect lived in the main city near the port.

Xiang Cong pursed his lips and flew all the way up the Zangqiu Palace, leaving behind the group of young companions far behind.

However, his plan to act alone did not succeed, and several colored streamers roared up and rushed towards Xiang Cong.

The deacon of the Divine Palace's Transformation God took a look, and when he saw that it was a monk from the Eastern Divine Sword Sect, he ignored it and buried himself in his own business.

A little monk with pigtails caught up with Xiang Cong first and shouted at him: "Xiang Cong, it's so uninteresting, obviously I said that I would introduce that sister to all of us, why did I run away on my own when I got to the ground." ”

The girl with the sword on her back was the second to catch up, her beautiful face was cold, and at first glance, it seemed as if she had been owed money for ten years: "Sister, everyone knows." ”

The four or five teenagers and girls behind also caught up, teasing each other, and someone joked to Xiang Cong: "The boss is not going to hide this sister and don't want us to know each other." ”

Xiang Cong was originally a proud teenager, who had a little heavy heart because of the destruction of Haicheng before, and because of the joke, he was slightly brisk, he raised his head, and said proudly: "This is my sister, is it your name?" The sun hit his face, with a slightly transparent young childishness.

But this guy, why hasn't he heard back for so long, it shouldn't be that he was injured in the siege battle, right? He saw Uncle Li go into the water with a group of god-transforming seniors to inspect the undersea purgatory array, so he didn't bother him and went straight to the Tibetan Autumn Palace.

Most of the prohibitions in the Tibetan Autumn Palace were activated and confiscated, and the four auras rotated slowly and orderly around the Tibetan Autumn Palace, like a huge spirit bead floating in the air.

The teenagers flew high curiously and exclaimed: "This is Tibetan Autumn, it is really like a bright moon." ”

Xiang Cong looked like he was honored, he had the forbidden charm of the Tibetan Autumn Palace, and he could freely enter and exit the Tibetan Autumn Palace.

"You wait for me, I'll invite my sister out. As he spoke, he slipped into the ban before anyone could react.

A girl with a sword on her back dressed in lake blue scolded with a smile: "Look at that appearance, where is still our steady and intelligent boss." ”

Another girl holding a heavy sword and a sword pattern on her forehead looked a little cold, her beautiful face was still a little cold, she subconsciously didn't like this "sister" who was hung in her heart by Xiang Cong's heart, and she was not a kiss, why did she keep mentioning it all the time?

She sat cross-legged on her sword, a little far away, a little out of place with the others.

Other people are also used to it, when Xiang Cong is away, she looks like no one cares, if it is not someone who knows, they still think she is a delicate and pretentious female cultivator.

However, the little sword cultivators present had all learned her power, and they didn't understand how this petite body could contain such a devastating power. Even if that heavy sword is not controlled by spiritual power, it only uses brute force, but I am afraid that the entire Sword Sect will rarely be able to compare with her peers.

Xiang Cong entered the Tibetan Autumn Palace with familiarity. After more than three years, the scenery of the Tibetan Autumn Palace has not changed as it was back then, but it has lost a little popularity and a little bit of loneliness.

He walked towards the Chaoyang Palace, and there was no one. Seeing that Cheng Zhaoxi's daily use is still there, it is neatly placed, and her Qiankun bag is neatly placed on the table, it seems that after so many years, she likes to untie the Qiankun bag and put it at will as soon as she returns to the Tibetan Autumn Palace.

He turned his head towards the Dawn Palace, it was spotless, and the books were also neatly arranged, and they looked neat and tidy that they were not ready for people to enter.

Only Cheng Zhaoxi has been sitting on the seat for many years and spreads out a book, and there is a special communication talisman on the book, and the Great Sage Rune on it is very beautiful.

It's actually the rune of Wuji Mountain, has this guy learned to parse the rune of the Great Sage?

He politely prepared to turn the head, this is someone else's learning, and he shouldn't pay too much attention.

Suddenly, he turned around again, his dark eyes staring closely at the words written on the rune paper, which pierced his heart like a sharp sword, making his eyes black with pain, and his hands trembled several times before he reached out and picked it up, and the beautiful words on it seemed so unfamiliar, he repeated and looked at it several times before he became coherent—

"Death at night. ”