On that day, it should have been a good day for Feiyuzhuang to hold the third rookie martial arts conference.

However, between the wind and sand, the sky over Chang'an City was cloudy, and there was no Qiankun Langlang. In the city, there is no hustle and bustle of the past, and the flying sand and rocks are full of gloomy images.

The dark clouds seemed to be slowly approaching.

In the quadrennial martial arts conference, the grand occasion of gongs and drums and salutes did not appear, and the surging of the people of Chang'an who poured out thousands of empty alleys was also extinguished.

The doors and windows of every house on both sides of the street are closed. The wind swept the fallen leaves, and no one dared to go out.

As if the city was not really empty, Yaqi silently, a child secretly opened the door panel and peeked out curiously.

Bang dang, and was carried away by the adults. Then the row of doors closed tightly.

The government specially sent elites to guard the gates of Chang'an City. However, there were no demon cult fanatics in sight, but there was a heavy haze in the sky.

"What is this?"

One of the soldiers shrank his head, thinking that the demon was just bluffing.

However, the sky is treacherous, it seems that the demon that has been dormant for a long time is about to be born, and the clouds in the distance are rolling, and the wind is blowing with an embarrassing pungent smell.

It's disgusting, and it's covered in hair.

"Dark clouds? No, it's not! Alarm soon, coming, coming...... Yes!!!!!! ”

Before the words were spoken, the soldiers in front of the city gate were stung by heavy wasps, and inexplicable small insects came from the holes in the ground, burrowed into the armor of the soldiers, and bit them, and rolled on the spot.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! ”

The commander drew his weapon as if he was about to charge. However, the head and face are split, and the hidden weapon in the sky falls like raindrops! Suddenly fell to the ground in response to the sound and was pierced into a hornet's nest!

In the blink of an eye, the dark cloud was not a dark cloud, but it quickly moved to the city gate.

"Don't mess around with these little minions!"

Above the dark clouds, it turned out to be a woman! Where are these dark clouds, but there are countless hornets condensed into the shape of mounts......

"Hehe, okay~ It's not hard to come to the Central Plains, it's fun to make a fuss!"

Suddenly, a man with a yin and yang face flashed on the city gate, and with a push of the yin and yang folding fan in his hand, the hurricane broke the bones of countless soldiers, brushing them down like a tailwind.

Hahaha! Such arrogant laughter was heard in the air.

Satsuma Ben on the rabbit's lips held a big umbrella and rode the wind, covering this bloody field of Shura to cover the sky and the sun.

It's like a game, looking at the soldiers guarding the city who were slaughtered by the elders below, I really feel my blood boiling!

Screams, miscanthus cut down corpses, wildly spreading fear.

See! This is the majesty of the Seven Killings Sect! Immerse yourself in this long-lost bloodthirsty madness.

The bloodthirsty madness of the demon cult cultists is so agitated that they can't be restrained.

With a wave of his hand, the yin and yang face opened the gate of the level. Outside, the evil cults from all walks of life who were summoned by the Seven Killings Order were waiting outside Chang'an City.

As soon as he saw the city gate open, he suddenly rushed in like a tide.

There was smoke wafting from the sky, with an eerie red color. Even though it was some distance away from the city gate, the righteous sects in the Flying Fish Village still heard the tsunami-like approaching footsteps of the mountain.

"Humph! Jun Xianyi! ”

The mage ate this heavy staff, even in the face of this rolling evil qi approaching, he led many senior monks of Shaolin Temple to take the lead, and wanted to leave the head of the presumptuous Jun Xian who rushed to the Central Plains.

The poisonous bees were flying, and the demon cult cultists had not yet arrived, but it was this poisonous insect that was like locusts crossing the border, intimidating the many disciples below.

"Shoot the arrows!" Deng Qianlin had long expected that Jun Xianyi would come out of the nest, and naturally Ye Xuanming's old subordinates would be indispensable. The arrowhead with the flame jumped up, and the swarm exploded as soon as it encountered it.

The swarm of bees emitted a screeching sound, like a trumpet of the two armies that were about to break out.