The Holy Yin Continent was peaceful, and in just a few decades, there were only a few battlefields, and everywhere gradually prospered, changing the chaos under the rule of the Ghost Venerable. In the eyes of many ghost clans, the status of the Netherworld Clan has never improved, but the appearance is not too big, and the sect can clearly distinguish the two clans at a glance. Very few people in the Netherworld who have been slaves all the year round have thrown away the mentality of slaves from the bottom of their hearts, and even the boys and girls born from the Netherworld slaves who entered the school palace dojo are always so humble.

As the ruling class of the mainland, although the demon race will always have a higher status in other races, it is much better to the Netherworld than the ghost race. Because of this matter, no matter how many policies there are, they cannot change their mentality, and the change of people's hearts is never achieved overnight, but can only be slowly consumed in the long river of time.

The famine that has only been spent in the study of the main hall for five consecutive months does not look like a family emperor at all. I dare not be a little lazy when I am busy all day long, there are strong enemies outside, and there are hidden dangers inside, and I dare not make a little mistake before the God King goes out. For more than ten years, Zhao Bi's full strength in his hands has gradually been excessive, and he was once regarded as the first prime minister since the rule of the demon clan, and now he is a good teacher who teaches his disciples all day long. On the other hand, as the general manager of resource allocation, Zhu Xiaotian vaguely became the first person under the Netherworld, and Zhu Xiaotian was almost inseparable all day long, and the situation on the mainland was becoming more and more developing.

The temple has always had two sand tables in the study room, which looked very similar, and the only difference was that they were on the edge of the continent. Lou Huang looked at the sand table that marked the entire continent, and held a handful of yellow sand in his hand to gradually form a majestic city. Zhu Xiaotian waved his hand, and a flat land appeared in the mountains in the southwest direction, and the city condensed by yellow sand fell.

It can be seen that the building is a little calmer, and Zhu Xiaotian said: "Now the war is different from the previous conquest, and it is not so important whether the city is strong or not. The establishment of Unomiya Castle seems to be easy to defend and difficult to attack, but in fact, the focus is on covering the entire southwest region with this place. The surrounding thirty-seven cities need to relocate all their residents, and the base camp of the ghost clan army should be set up here. This legion is already under construction, and with the cooperation of Guo Wei and Zhao Bi, it should be established soon. ”

Looking at the majestic cities, the buildings are deserted, and it is clear that these cities are useless if the immortal army comes in, and what is urgently needed now is military training. Whether the human heart can be cohesive or not does not lie in the strength of the demon race, and now in many races, it has been instilled that the immortal army will not have such a life once it occupies the mainland, and the ghost race of the Netherworld has always been a vassal race of the demon race. When will more than 100,000 years be treated equally by the rest of the continents, the indoctrination of ideas and the teachings of the Academy Dojo have indeed had a significant effect.

Most of the immortal troops in the eastern plains of the continent want to break the gap and make the best breakthrough, so they have no intention of setting up heavy troops again. After more than ten years of fighting without distinguishing between victory and defeat, the demon army has fought the most tragic area, and every time I look at this place, I always feel distressed. For many years, I have been thinking in my heart that if I put the well-trained army of the Netherworld and the ghost clan into it, I don't care if I can be as willing to resist with my life as the demons, at least I can invest in the army to allow the demons to survive a few more people.

said many times that Zhu Xiaotian would always stop it at the first time, and even once sent a message to Hua Wuxin who wanted a little support but was ruthlessly rejected. I remember that there was only one sentence on the letter: "I want Lao Tzu to keep it for one more year, put away this little thought." ”

Only three people knew about this matter, and Lou Huang knew about the worries of the two. Now it's not that the ghost clan and the Netherworld can't send troops to the border to resist the immortal army, but once it is implemented, it can reduce the death of the demon clan, and it can improve the overall combat power. But once you are caught by someone with a heart, years of planning will be in vain. His eyes kept staring at the east, and he said, "Xiaotian, how long can you hold on to the east?" ”

Turning around and looking at the other one, the interior was very simple, the perimeter was very dense, and even how many troops were in each place, who was guarding the town, and how many were dead. Zhu Xiaotian, who thought that he was once an emperor, came up with a good way, but he saw Zhu Xiaotian pressing hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the Eastern Plain with one hand.

"It's empty." He looked very calm, and seemed to have a lot of confidence in the demon army. As long as a soldier is alive, he can't lose it, and he can drive the immortal army out of the continent every time.

Slowly closed his eyes and said: "There are no people everywhere and bones, it can really be empty." These are all demon sons who have just arrived from the Shenzhou Continent before they have time to repair and embark on the road of guarding. We led them out of the Demon Domain, I don't know if it's right or wrong, they're all living people, but in the end, it's just a corpse, and we're all left, what's the use of victory. ”

Now that Lou Huang has finally experienced what Wang Feng once said, since he walked out of the Demon Domain, Wang Feng has not had a day of relaxation in his heart. Every time I talk to someone, the morale is always high.,It seems that the demons will not be defeated and will not die confidently.。 Now that Wang Feng is in retreat, Huo Qi follows and guards, Hua Wuxin guards the border pass, and only he is left with a shortage of buildings, so he will always think more. As the so-called family doesn't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, Lou Huang can only reveal some thoughts in Zhu Xiaotian's ears.

After more than ten years of offensive and defensive warfare, no one in the demon army took a step back, and Hua Wuxin, who was originally in the north, changed his strategy in the third year of the war and led more than 100,000 cronies to the east. For more than 10 years, troops have been deployed to support the east, making the distribution of troops in various parts of the mainland more and more scarce. Even if the number of troops is reduced, the army led by Yanzun is also gradually decreasing, and how many people don't know if it is Yanzun Shennong and Demon Zun Hua Wuxin. At the beginning, one was in the north and the other was in the south, but now they are all attacking and defending in the east.

The Immortal Clan has been increasing its strength for more than ten years, and it has remained at about three million, on the other hand, the Demon Army has only decreased but never increased in more than ten years. Three million against three million has always had an advantage from the beginning, knowing that the immortal army has suffered more casualties than its own. Obviously, this is an offensive and defensive battle, and when they occupy a favorable location, there are even some people who can only be equal to the immortal army. The perennial victorious demon army has always been singing all the way, and now in the north, a 100,000-strong army has broken seven cities in a row, and no one is stoppable, and only one city is missing, and then it is all the way to Pingchuan.

It is also the peak mirror of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and a young general of the demon clan was born. The reinforcements from the two routes did not arrive for a long time, and Wang Jian, who was the third person in the army, took over the power of the army and led 30,000 people to behave outside the city, three miles away, seven battles and seven defeats, but he did not take half a step back. The 100,000 leading leaders of the Immortal Clan could not advance a single inch in the face of 30,000 demon troops, but they were always unable to advance in every big victory. It's been three months, and there are still more than 80,000 people in 100,000, but the demon army is less than 10,000 left.

Wang Jian swore not to retreat, and the three-foot sword in his hand was stained with blood. The demon army, which is less than 10,000 people, now has only one oath: "People will not die, and the sword will not return." ”

The heroic cities on the eastern plains could only retreat again and again, and seven cities had been lost in his hands for more than ten years. The 500,000 army lined up waiting for Yan Zun to attack the city again, and more than a million troops appeared densely in front of everyone. As a lieutenant general, Lie Ling counted the generals who had fought with him, and suddenly found that there were still two people alive until now, and as for the dead people, they couldn't even remember their appearances. But the robes who fought side by side around him were getting less and less every time, clenching his fists tightly and looking at the young soldiers around him, he felt that he shouldn't be here.

The Qinglong King, who was forcibly pulled over by Hua Wuxin, looked at the army of immortals and was very weak-hearted, it was like escaping in the last war, even if he returned to the Shenzhou Continent to be a dog, it was much stronger than here. Thinking a lot, but he didn't dare to escape, he had the cultivation of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian Mirror, but Hua Wuxin could kill him with a single look. Gently moving his steps and preparing to escape at any time, a look that was more pressing than the sword qi just glanced at the Qinglong King and did not dare to move, and he could show a strong demeanor of not dying and not retreating.

Hua Wuxin's eyes were full of people, and none of the three sons of Yanzun in the army were weak. Not only the four continents know, but Hua Wuxin knows even more clearly, only saying that the army is strong and the cultivation is high, and only the Chinese mainland is stable. It's not that the Shenzhou Continent can't compare, it's just that Yanzun Shennong has many heirs. Now the three sons under his command are all Nine Heavens Xuanxian Mirror, and there are more than 30 people on their backs, all of whom are Da Luo Jin Immortal Mirrors. It is said that it is on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven to live in Kyushu to attack the Holy Yin Continent, but it is better to say that it is a family's provocation to the God King.

Yan Zun led an army of millions to take down the five cities casually, and as the fifth son of Yan Zun, Shennong Li stopped in the army and led 10,000 people to appear with five heads hanging on their waists. With a bang, the bright red battle armor held a fiery red big knife, threw the big knife heavily, and the long pole was inserted into the ground, pulling the hemp rope around his waist with one hand, and the heads of the five Da Luo Jin Immortals were like pearl chains.

Throwing it forward, the ten thousand people behind him pulled the heads on their waists at the same time and threw them towards the same point. In an instant, a Jingguan appeared, pulled out a big knife with one hand, stepped on the top and said: "Hua Wuxin, you retreat and retreat, why don't you let the whole army cut itself, my father will only give you one chance." ”

Song Jingang stood at the head of the city with a pair of purple gold hammers and said, "What are you, are you qualified to shout the name of the Demon Venerable?"

Shennong's treacherous laughter spread all over the world, and as soon as he stepped into Beijing, there was a fire. The fire soared into the sky, and the big knife was even sharper, and a random kick of a demon army revealed that it shot straight at the head of the city. Hua Wuxin accepted the revelation and looked at the charred heads of his subordinates with a foul smell. Hua Wuxin suppressed his anger, and his subordinates revealed that they slowly put it at the head of the city and said: "The deity remembers you, and he is watching how the brothers kill people at the head of the city. ”

The dreary atmosphere infected the more than 500,000 troops distributed, and everyone was angry and only felt that they could die in battle, but they could not be so humiliated. All the soldiers were uneven, holding their blades in their hands, just waiting for an order to rush to the enemy camp regardless of life and death. I only heard more angry words: "Song Jingang, I am not qualified to talk to Hua Wuxin, then it is enough to kill you, but dare to go down to the city to die." ”

Song Jingang, who was originally irritable, had red eyes and did not rush out of the city, and waited for Yan Zun, who had never fought before. This person is scheming and is far from being comparable to the Sword Venerable, and the soldiers of the Shenzhou Continent are considered to be the best gentlemen. Jian Zun has rules and rules when he comes out of his sword, but he is upright, but Yan Zun has never made a move, but it is terrifying. This army is even more terrible than the demon army, everyone kills people like dogs, and there is no humanity. The silver spear in his hand smashed into the city with a loud bang, looking at Yan Zun who was about to fight.

Shennong, who had not responded for a long time, was disdainful, but Zhenghuan, who was scolding, heard Yan Zun say lightly: "Siege." ”

The pace of the million-strong army accelerated, and it was like a bamboo, and it took no intention to step out of the city. A silver ray shot straight at Yan Zun, and a ball of flame wrapped the spear. Hua Wuxin only felt that Yan Zun was even more difficult to mess with, but when he withdrew the silver spear, he saw a sea of fire.