Shi Yu Kaoru looked at the heavy and dense dark clouds in the distance, and his eyes were cold: "I'll go first!" ”

Before the words fell, his body turned into a brilliant purple light and rushed out.

Yin Nian and Chen Yi glanced at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes, and the flying sword under their feet suddenly mentioned the fastest.

……

The battlefield has always been cruel, and the confrontation between ordinary humans and demons, although it is not as different as mud, in the eyes of the demons, it is not much different.

The spiritual power that has gradually diluted over the millennia of the Mi Realm has led to the fact that the number of heavenly cultivators who can now confront the demons is not impressive.

And the heavenly cultivators in the Mi Realm are all proud of entering the Qingchen Palace, and almost more than half of them are entering the Qingchen Hall and entering the Four Pavilions to cultivate and struggle.

In the four countries, among the four countries with millions of people at every turn, there are no more than hundreds of heavenly cultivators who can be enveloped by the royal families of the four countries.

Except for those who are traveling abroad and in retreat, there are only a few people who are really in the imperial city, willing to help, and willing to resist foreign enemies together.

Therefore, even if they tried their best to resist, their feet were still full of corpses.

Even if they kill their eyes, there are still unstoppable demons behind them, piercing, tearing apart, and even killing them invisibly.

Even though they almost lost their minds and clenched the sword in their hands, they were still wounded by many demons, and they couldn't stop their companions from falling to the ground.

On the city wall, the white robe and brocade man's clear and refined face was full of frost, and in his slightly squinted eyes, the color of forbearance was even worse, the hand holding the sword was protruding, and the fingertips were already white.

His body moved, and the man beside him stepped forward in time:

"His Royal Highness the Prince! Cannot! ”

Helian Yiyang looked at him sideways, and the chill in his eyes was bone-chilling:

"Watching the people of Lingdu kill each other, watching this group of demons who appeared out of nowhere kill all their soldiers, you make me indifferent?! Get out of the way! ”

Another lieutenant general also stepped forward to stop: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, it is the biggest concession for the emperor to allow you to control the overall situation, the emperor is now sick in bed, you can't be fine!" ”

"The danger of breaking the city and destroying the country, what is there to fear!" His gaze swept around the city wall coldly, and his voice was as cold as ice: "I'm afraid of death." ”

When the sound fell, he waved his arms and shook away the few men who were blocking in front of him, and with a light tap on his toes, his body fell like a wild goose outside the city wall, and he fell down and joined the battle.

"Protect the Prince!"

With a shout, several figures followed.

Somewhere on the battlefield, at the same time as the white jumped off the city wall, a figure suddenly appeared, as if it was always there, and it seemed to fall from the sky.

……

In the city, on the top of the heavy buildings, the heavy dark clouds are like a huge pile of thick muddy soil with a little dampness, and the mausoleum is like a huge soil pit at this moment, and the thick soil that makes people panic seems to bury everyone, and no one can escape.

And the streets that have been cold and depressed for more than a month are like oil pots that have exploded in vain.

The city was full of terrified people, the streets were full of crazy madmen, helpless persuasion, screams of pain, desperate cries......

Is it lively? Boisterous!

Heart-rending hilarity.

Yin Mansion, one of the few slightly quieter mansions.

In the side hall, the woman's beautiful and fair face was not powdered, and the three thousand black hair were pulled into a bun at will, and under the deeply locked willow eyebrows, there was a very anxious look.

Her fingertips trembled a little, but she pinched the soft and thin square scarf very tightly, as if holding the most urgent hope.

"No news yet?!"