A nameless island, lush with greenery, and a few small beasts lying lazily on the sand, occasionally stretching out their claws to scratch their furry necks. Dozens of miles around, white waves churning, petrels flying low, on the surface, no different from the thousands of islands dotted on the vast sea.

Well, a slender white shadow appeared in mid-air out of thin air, it was actually a beautiful and naughty girl, I saw her jade hand lightly, and the whole island seemed to be lifted off a veil.

On the ground, Chu Feng, who had just completed the destruction of the corpse, raised his head with a sunny smile on his face, this time he achieved remarkable results, killing two Da Luo Jin Immortals at once, and also throwing the black cauldron to Lu Zhudaoren.

"White Lotus, what are you going to do next?" A beautiful and naughty girl, teasing Chu Feng.

The connotation of the word White Lotus, the reason why the old girl Bixiao knew, was that Chu Feng said it inadvertently during the casual conversation between the two.

"The next step is, of course, to counterattack Xiqi, before I can react to the teachings, take back the lost territory, and Taoist friends are willing to go with me." While Chu Feng was talking, the person came to Bixiao's side.

Bi Xiao had this intention, chuckling and nodding.

……

Bishui Pass, this Xiongguan after thousands of years of vicissitudes, is a little more noisy than in the past, a team of soldiers, riding strange beasts, war horses, from the vast opening of the pass, in the pass under the line. White flags, blown by the strong wind, fluttered one after another. The weapon glowing with cold light, dressed in the sun, is murderous.

On the tower of the city, Han Rong, the chief soldier with a weathered face, looked out from the building, as if he could see the Xiqi army. He already knew what was happening in Qinglong Pass through the fast horse, and in line with the idea of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he mobilized all the troops that could be mobilized.

It's just that without the commander of the army, he has no bottom in his heart, and when the Chu Dao Commander came last time, he scrapped the only subordinate he could handle. Now, he didn't know who to send to lead the troops.

At this time, a hundred steps away, a black light appeared, and in a blink of an eye, it became the appearance of Shen Gong Leopard, at this time Shen Gong Leopard looked very demonic, and the black gas lingered around his body, making his face blurred.

"General Han, but I'm worried about the general, what do you think of the poor road?"

Han Rong looked at Shen Gongbao with jealousy, at the beginning, this easy-going monk, he thought it was not bad, but after a few days, this monk didn't know what evil method he had cultivated, and he made himself a ghost and a ghost, and it made people hairy to look at. A few times he saw it, he avoided it from a distance, but he didn't expect to find the door this time.

"Mr. Han doesn't speak, and the poor road will be your answer." Shen Gongbao, who has greatly increased his cultivation, has also become decisive in his work.

After speaking, without waiting for Han Rong to speak, he flew down the Bishui Pass, and the huge sound also spread throughout the three armies.

"Destroy Xiqi"

The morale of the soldiers, who were already high-spirited, was even more vigorous when they heard such a loud voice. One by one, they held weapons, their expressions were excited, and they shouted hoarsely.

"Destroy Xiqi"

"Destroy Xiqi"

……

"Departure"

Thousands of male soldiers, riding all kinds of strange beasts and tall war horses that did not exist in later generations, swept in the direction of Qinglong Pass like a torrent.

The speed of the cavalry was terrifyingly fast, and in less than half a day, they were wrapped in smoke and dust in the sky and killed under the Qinglong Pass.

At this time, on the tower of the city, there was a person, not someone else, it was Yang Jian, who was almost killed by Nezha that day, only to see that his Tianmu released a divine light, sweeping the ground, and the cavalry team of thousands of people appeared a blank space, and the cavalry who were standing there were undoubtedly all dead.

Fortunately, the merchant army rode war horses and strange beasts, and the distribution was relatively scattered, otherwise they would have suffered heavy losses at this time, Rao was so, and more than 300 people died, more than 100 foreign beasts, and dozens of war horses.

"Where is Nezha?" Yang Jian raised a strange-looking sword in his hand, and his tone was solemn.

Last time, he was almost killed by Nezha, relying on the method of blood escape, fled back to Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain, and in the space created by the master Yuding Zhenren, it took hundreds of years to recover.

Thousands of merchant cavalry were silent, as if they were frightened by Yang Jian's momentum.

Squeak, squeak, a foul sound came from behind, and thousands of merchant cavalry turned back one after another, only to see a majestic black panther pulling a bronze carriage in the place that had just become blank.

The panther feels very strange, somewhere between the unreal and the real.

"Trick up!"

Yang Jian opened the Heavenly Eye again, released the divine light, and swept towards the black panther and the bronze carriage, and the strange thing was that the black panther and the bronze carriage swallowed this domineering divine light like a dark abyss.

"Something that hides its head and tail!" Yang Jian held the Immortal Slashing Sword, and with a slight split, a cracked spatial gap in mid-air devoured towards the bronze carriage.

Such a terrifying scene exceeded the psychological capacity of thousands of merchant cavalry, shouting and scattering, the scene was extremely chaotic, many people ran in the wrong direction, swallowed up by the spatial cracks, and the screams of despair resounded throughout the four fields, which further aggravated the chaos of the scene

The sword qi struck, and the black panther and the bronze carriage that remained in place were naturally swallowed up by the cracked gap.

On the city tower, Yang Jian put down the sword of slashing immortals, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, he took it so easily, something was wrong.

Woo woo ............. It was as if the ghosts and gods were crying, as if the sky was crying, and countless creepy howls were conveyed in the cloud-covered sky, and then one after another void cracks appeared in the sky, and there was faint blood flowing inside, as if the heavens had been cut open and bleeding!

"Doomsday Scourge!"

Four blood-stained oracle bone characters, floating in the sky, seem to have infinite magical power, just look at it and sink into it.

Yang Jian looked up at the sky, fearless, clenched the immortal sword in his hand and slashed out, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, straight to Xiao Han, and pierced through the clouds at once.

"How so? Not good" Yang Jian's expression changed drastically, he suddenly found that the sword qi was sucked by something, and even the sword also had a tendency to come out of his hand.

The blood in the sky became even thicker, the strong smell of blood, the stinging Yang Jian's nostrils were sour, and suddenly a stretching force pulled Yang Jian and went up quickly.

The treasure of Yuquan Mountain cannot be discarded no matter what, so although the situation is critical, Yang Jian has not let go.

Soon, Yang Jian came to the clouds, and the things inside stunned him, there were charred corpses of demon beasts everywhere, where the extreme eyes were, and there was a divine thunder that destroyed the world and the earth, like a giant beast destroying everything.

"Doomsday disaster, doomsday disaster......" Yang Jian muttered the four words he had just seen in his mouth, and his body was uncontrollably sent into the divine thunder that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth.

After a breath, a wisp of Yang Jian's true spirit flew into the god list. An hour later, the clouds dispersed, and the panther pulling the bronze carriage reappeared under the Qinglong Pass.