This is another battlefield different from Kaifeng Bianjing City.

The battlefield was filled with broken swords, corpses, countless mournful wails, and endless wanton splashes of smoke and sand.

There was also a chaotic sound of footsteps that could make people collapse, intertwined with the grinding sound of countless weapons as they unsheathed.

In front of the tens of thousands of soldiers and guards of the Jin Kingdom, Guo Xiaotian, who was standing on the ground like them, was like a demon god standing in the sky!

"Whew-"

The sometimes dry wind is blowing and drumming with Guo Xiaotian's advance.

It was obviously a broken sword that had just been broken, but at this moment, under the dry wind, it had become rusty, as if it had been placed in the wind for decades.

The sword was stained with solidified, blackened, greasy gagging blood.

And those corpses praying at Guo Xiaotian's feet, the faces that seemed to be completely distorted and curled up into a small ball after countless intimidations were filled with a strange smile.

They seem to be calling for some kind of desperate and painful voice, and some of them are accompanied by absurd ecstasy and strange hideousness, which makes people feel terrible, but the terrifying appearance that is twisted to the extreme, for some reason, carries a divine beauty.

An eerie, desolate, distorted aesthetic!

Da, da, da-

This is the sound of a combat boot with a metallic texture when it steps on a bluestone floor tile.

The gloomy light and the light in the sky that was already close to dusk spread behind Guo Xiaotian, blending with his gray-black cloak that moved without wind, and for some reason showed some kind of indescribable pain and melancholy.

"Emperor Jin, is this the foundation accumulated by the six generations of your Jin Kingdom? Not even the will to stand in front of me and confront me. Poor! Poor! It's too poor! ”

Suddenly, Guo Xiaotian made a sound, like thunder, like a hurricane wind, and his every move was prying the entire sky, it was as terrifying and terrifying as a continuous thunderstorm, and the sound wave even set off layer after layer of shockwaves in the air that were visible to the naked eye!

In Guo Ta's seemingly casual ridicule, it was only in an instant that this gorgeous palace, which had been built by emperors of several dynasties and countless skilled craftsmen for hundreds of years, was like a pile of sand sculptures built on the beach, which were turning into the most humble and uncatchable sand and dust at the fastest speed.

He moved forward step by step, the huge Jin Kingdom Palace, tens of thousands of soldiers, and martial arts cultivation were enshrined in the royal worship of the realm, and no one could stop him!

Standing in the sky, overlooking everything, embracing everything.

The Nine Yin True Qi that was wantonly spewing and diffusing from Guo Xiaotian's body was distorting the time and space of this piece of palace, covering all things, and it actually made everyone can't help but have an "illusion" in front of them!

The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the place of death where the living and souls were slaughtered, it seems that Guo Xiaotian is the only one standing in the sky and the earth on top of the white bones of the sea of blood.

In the shadows of blood and fire, red and white, he was like an incomparable terror, sending divine punishment and slaughtering endless beings. No amount of adjectives like disorder, chaos, destruction, darkness can describe his evil at the moment.

But what is ridiculous is that as Guo Xiaotian's enemies, they can feel the great sacredness of all sins and evils in Guo Xiaotian's body in order to redeem sentient beings!

"Amitabha, no Amitabha Buddha ...... in the south" is beside the Golden Emperor Wanyan Jing, as the Jin Dynasty and Songshan Shaolin unity and friendship, but also Shaolin is still in Kaifeng, Dengfeng generation has absolutely said that the Shaolin thirteen stick monks symbol.

Under the leadership of their elder monk Kongzhi, they are desperately chanting Buddha songs, and their Buddhist true qi is vibrating with secret methods, and the sound of Sanskrit singing is vibrating continuously, and Wan Yan Jing is being protected to suppress his mind and avoid interference from his external demons.

But in an instant, the monk of Kongzhi was stunned to find that his Shaolin Temple's secret "King Kong Lion Roaring Buddha Song" actually had no effect, and everything he saw was still the battlefield of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, and Guo Xiaotian was still entrenched in the sky, looking down at everything indifferently, and suddenly his Zen heart was shattered, and his mouth trembled, and he couldn't even say a sentence of "Amitabha Buddha".

Based on this monk's martial arts cultivation, it can naturally be guessed that such a situation is definitely possible when the difference in cultivation between the two is ten hundred times.

In other words, today it is possible for him to go to the West Heaven to serve the Buddha.

"It's over, Grandpa Buddha is done today...... It's a pity that I have sixteen little concubines and more than 20 beautiful little daughters-in-law in the serf family at the foot of Dengfeng Song Mountain. There are also more than a dozen heavenly concubines rewarded by the Golden Emperor and the old monks, Ming concubine, I haven't enjoyed enough of this old man! ”

Countless distracting thoughts were churning in the heart of the monk Kongzhi, and his eyes wanted to erupt with fire, and for a moment, he didn't know how many words he had accumulated in his heart in the past and didn't dare to say at all, all of them were said.

And this monk is quite normal, at least much better than the thirteen stick monks who are staring at each other's buttocks, their faces flushed in vain, and they are constantly panting.

"Rebel thief, chaotic thief, chaotic thief!"

In the distance, tens of thousands of elite soldiers are in the book, one by one the Jin State is enshrined, and the Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks are closely protecting the Wan Yan Jing of the contemporary Jin Emperor of the Jin State.

Looking at Guo Xiaotian, who was showing a wanton ridicule at him all the time, it was as if his imperial momentum had been violated, and he was trembling with anger from the beginning.

How many years, how many years he hasn't seen such an arrogant person.

The fortune accumulated by his own Jin Kingdom for hundreds of years has already brewed a trend of overturning the sky and the sea as soon as it flourishes.

His qi is so vigorous, even the Great Song Dynasty has to be carved under the majesty of his Jin Kingdom, and he can only make a constant "boom" sound, fluttering two small thin legs, and screaming "godfather", "uncle", and "Ya Yan butterfly".

Although with the rise of the golden clan among the nomads of the northern steppes, the Jin country has increasingly had a feeling of declining mountains, but no matter how you say it, it is definitely not something that you, a soldier from the Great Song Dynasty, can blaspheme wantonly!

is just a slave of the subordinate of the country, no matter how unfathomable the martial arts of this General Guo are, he is still the general of the Great Song Country.

Didn't he even listen to his emperor's nephew?

"And if you can use the power of the country to suppress this rebellion in the palace of my Jin country. Then torture and ask how he cultivated such martial arts, and what is the martial arts cheats, then ......" Thinking of this, Wan Yanjing's heart was slightly certain, and he didn't know how many thoughts rolled away in a very short period of time.

Since he ascended the throne, he has dealt with the Song Dynasty and the country all his life, and he prides himself on grasping the thoughts of the civil ministers and military generals in that country.

The so-called "the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, the father wants the son to die, and the son can't die", this absurd thing that is impossible to achieve in Dajin is really staged in the magical country of the Song Kingdom. And it's been staged again and again, and it can be successful every time!

Not to mention such a fact, it is really an eye-opener for Jin Guo. But every success, it is for Emperor Jin to boast that he has captured the twisted and funny lifeblood of the Song Kingdom!

As long as he holds the lifeline, he holds him in his hands. Emperor Jin believed that the Song Kingdom was definitely like his own sons, coming to pay tribute every month, and coming to the court every year, and he didn't dare to have the slightest idea of resisting!

"You madman, I think you attacked my Dajin, and you didn't get the nod of your nephew Emperor of the Song Kingdom at all, right? Thou hast committed the grave sin of murder for thy own army. Then you don't quickly kneel down in front of me and admit your mistake! Maybe I think my nephew and I have met him, and he may have pardoned your grave sins. Hahahahaha...... Get on your knees, get down on your knees! Thou servant of the kingdom here! What qualifications do you have to stand before me! ”

Maybe it's Guo Xiaotian's crazy, evil, and distorted aura that permeates his whole body that Gu has already infected everything here in his unwitting kung fu, so that this Golden Emperor still thinks that he is still sitting on the Jinluan Palace, and he is worshiped by all the people!

"Ladies and gentlemen, please work together to kill this arrogant man! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill this madman, the official will be promoted to three grades, and ten thousand households will be rewarded! ”

"My feet are in the flames of war, my hands are clenched to destruction, and my eyes are on the future! All sins are borne by me, Emperor Jin, the sins of you and your race, I will bear them for you! Guo Xiaotian's eyes lowered slightly, and the absurd and ridiculous scene in front of him couldn't interfere with his mind at all.

The next moment, Guo Xiaotian clenched his left hand into a fist, which had already shaken the drum of the void void banquet!

"-Knock!"