Chang'an City, since the Qin Dynasty, has been the capital of the country and an important place in the country. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It has gone through the Qin Dynasty and the 9,000-year glory of the Han Dynasty, and has been downgraded to a companion capital since the establishment of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Nearly 10,000 years of the capital city have left too many stories and profound historical heritage for this huge city.

Even though it ceased to exist as a capital city more than 3,000 years ago, its prosperity still makes people have to admire it.

The walls of Chang'an City are dozens of zhang high, looking like a cold iron cast, and their mottled marks are full of historical traces. Under the reflection of the rising sun, it shimmered with a faint metallic luster, and it was like a thick and majestic mountain range, blocking the road to the Western Regions.

People stood under the city wall, only feeling that the city wall in front of them was majestic and heavy, and there was a faint sense of killing. If you look left and right, you can only see the majestic and heavy city wall, but you can't see its edge, which makes people feel their own insignificance.

Mo Chen followed closely behind the long line, stepped on the bluestone slabs with some potholes, made a crisp sound, and slowly walked into Chang'an City.

"Hey, the inspection in the last two days has been getting more and more troublesome, and I don't know what size is." In front of Mo Chen, an old farmer in ordinary linen clothes with a vegetable basket on his shoulder glanced at the long line behind him and sighed helplessly.

"Who said no, but what can be done, I heard that Chang'an City is going to have a big incident recently." Someone was impatient and said helplessly.

"It's not just a big deal, Chang'an City has been surging in the past few days, not only the major sects in Kyushu have gathered, but about half a month ago, there are millions of imperial forest troops stationed near the imperial city, this is a big event that is going to change the sky." Someone said in a low voice with a mysterious look on his face.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they all turned sideways and didn't dare to speak.

The changes in Chang'an City are too far away and too dangerous for these little people.

Not to mention the gathering of monks from Kyushu in the world, it is not a simple matter for a million imperial forest troops to be stationed in the imperial city.

Chang'an was not the capital thousands of years ago, and now there are suddenly a million imperial forest troops stationed here, even if you think about it with your ass, you can understand that something must be a big deal.

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face was flat.

Millions of Guards, that's kind of interesting?

He walked out of the city gate, his eyes shining with bright stars, and looked up at the sky above Chang'an City.

I saw that countless colorful misty qi rose to the sky, hooking up the mighty river of fate. Like countless rising clouds, ethereal and full of mystery.

In the depths of Chang'an City, countless thick or thin blood lights were intertwined into a vast sea of blood, and countless souls wailed in it.

A blood-colored giant wolf thousands of zhang in size lay prone in the sea of blood, like a blood-red majestic mountain range.

As if sensing someone snooping, he suddenly stood up from the sea of blood, opened his huge blood-colored eyes and looked around. It's just that no matter how much it tries, it can't find out who is spying on itself.

The blood wolf has a short temper and walks in a sea of blood with bared teeth.

Its eyes were bloody, revealing terrible anger and murderous intent, and it raised its head and let out a silent roar, stirring up the changes in the sky above Chang'an City.

Mo Chen glanced at the transformed military formation, ignoring the other party's anger and roar.

He looked around with his eyes and continued to spy on the mysteries of Chang'an City.

A divine and majestic golden dragon lay prone in the sky above Chang'an City, its golden scale armor was like a divine gold forged, exuding a glittering divine radiance, making people dare not look directly.

The huge size of its body stretched thousands of miles, enveloping the entire Chang'an.

Just as Mo Chen was looking at the golden dragon, a crisp chirp suddenly resounded through the sky.

With a crisp chirp echoing, a three-legged golden crow burning with golden flames all over its body spread its wings.

But before it could fly into the sky, it saw chains as white as snow appear out of thin air, piercing its wings and dragging them downward.

"That's, Concubine Yan's breath!"

Mo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, a chilling murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the aura around his body rose up, like a terrifying dark canopy, enveloping Chang'an City within a radius of nearly a thousand miles.

Although the qi on his body flashed away, for Chang'an City, it was no less than the calm surface of a meteorite thrown on it.

At that moment, the entire Chang'an City was plunged into terrible darkness.

Whether it is an ordinary mortal or a powerful cultivator, he only feels that he has fallen into an endless abyss, and he can no longer perceive everything around him, as if he has been abandoned by the world.

Mo Chen's eyes were slightly closed, and his eyes were full of light, revealing a terrifying murderous intent.

Ten thousand years of grievances, it's time for him to end!

His footsteps only stopped slightly, and then he strode towards the imperial city, and every step was like the end of the world, spanning a distance of more than ten miles in an instant.

Just as Mo Chen rushed to the Imperial City, the entire Imperial City's Kyushu monks were shaken.

Chang'an City, Sectarian Branch.

In the past thousands of years, the sect has developed extremely rapidly, and in just 3,000 years, it has become the number one religion in the world. Therefore, its Chang'an City branch is also quite luxurious.

The branch covers an area of hundreds of acres, including gardens, pavilions, rockeries and flowing water.

At this time, under a garden pavilion in the backyard.

The octagonal pavilion is carved from complete white marble, which shines in the hot sun and exudes a radiant luster. Many Taoist formations are depicted on it, which has the effect of gathering the vitality of heaven and earth and calming the mind.

A tall, black-robed young man stared at the sky with his hands behind his back.

He had a handsome and well-defined face, with a look of determination. One of his sword eyebrows was slightly wrinkled, revealing a chilling aura, and his eyes opened and closed as if a divine soldier had been born, making people dare not look directly.

Behind the young man, Du Yunshang was wearing a pink dress, her delicate face was a little pale, and her eyes flashed with excitement and expectation.

She looked up at the young man's back, and said coquettishly: "Father, the qi machine just now, is that person here?" ”

"Such a deep dark aura, if the rumors are not wrong, it should be that the Demon Lord has arrived." Du Yunfei's eyes were deep, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was flat and a little irrepressible excitement.

The Demon Lord Xie Wei is really terrifying.

With such a terrifying cultivation, I'm afraid it's about to break the limits of the world, right? It's okay like this, how can a cultivator who has not broken the limits of the world be able to fight against Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!

"Father, what about us?" A flash of expectation flashed in Du Yunsheng's bright eyes, and he said softly.

"Wait!" Du Yunfei said coldly.

Today's battle, no matter what the outcome, will surely change the pattern of Kyushu.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty faked his death for thousands of years, and even watched the Western Han Dynasty perish, which would not be without reason. If he is really born and wins this battle, looking at Kyushu in the world, who dares to rebel.

In the same way, if Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty loses this battle, the Demon Lord Xie Wei will inevitably become famous in a battle and become the strongest in the world. And this vast and thousands of miles of Han rivers and mountains will also be completely destroyed with the demise of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!

At the same time, in an ordinary house in the inner city of Chang'an City.

The four figures sat quietly in the courtyard, looking at each other solemnly, but no one spoke.

One of them has a bewitching face and a graceful posture, and he is an irresistible bewitching stunner. He was dressed in a lilac dress, which outlined his fiery figure.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and a fat man in a gorgeous robe frowned, glanced at the other three, and said in a deep voice: "This demon lord Xie Wei doesn't know what the origin is. In the current situation, no one can come up with an idea. ”

"Giggles, Brother Huang's words, it's not right. Since the Holy Church was divided, there has long been no one in the Church who can take charge.

Right now, this Demon Monarch Xie has a strange background, and throughout the 10,000-year history of my Holy Sect, there is not the slightest record. In my little sister's opinion, let's wait and see what happens. The bewitching beauty shook her head slightly, her dripping eyes glanced at a few people, her eyes flashed with different colors, and she smiled coquettishly.

"The words of the enchantress are not unreasonable. The origin of this demon lord Xie Wei is too mysterious, and he is too arrogant. As soon as he was born, he completely offended the teachings, and now he openly challenged Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Before we are absolutely sure, it is better to be careful. A young man with a handsome face shook his head with a folding fan gently.

When the enchantress heard this, she threw a wink at him, her smooth fragrant tongue licked her seductive red lips, and her jade hand stroked her hair in front of the tower, with a seductive bewitchment.

The young man's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even look at the enchantress, as if she didn't exist at all.

The enchantress seemed bored, her jade hands holding her delicate chin, her eyes staring at the void in distraction, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this moment, a tall and strong man who looked like a giant stood up.

He was full of short hair, like iron needles, and a pair of big copper bell-like eyes glared at several people, and snorted angrily: "Phew, having said so much, you are not afraid of the old ghost of Emperor Wu of Han."

In Lao Tzu's opinion, no matter where this demon lord Xie Wei came from, he dared to challenge the old immortal of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, who was a good man of my Holy Sect. You sit back and ignore here, Lao Tzu can't watch my Holy Sect disciples sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths! ”

"Idiot, let's not talk about what a great person Emperor Wu of Han is. Do you think that Dong Zhongshu came with an army of millions and hundreds of disciples, but it was just an ornament.

Don't say that you, Madman Li, have only survived two calamities, even if you have survived three calamities, you have the confidence to be able to resist Dong Zhongshu's supernatural powers. The enchantress looked gloomy, glared at the madman Li, and shouted coldly.

Madman Li's face was slightly gloomy, but he didn't speak.

Dong Zhongshu is a peerless masterpiece, not only his own cultivation is terrifying, but his disciples are also many handsome.

The Jixia School Palace he created, in just 8,000 years, has surpassed the small sage village in the land of Qilu and has become the first Confucian sect in the world. At the same time, he is also respected by the world as a Confucian sub-sage, which is enough to see this person's ability.

is fighting alone, and Madman Li has no confidence that he can win. Not to mention, at this time, Dong Zhongshu not only brought hundreds of disciples, but also had the help of a million army.

Just when a few people fell into an unspeakable silence, a generous song sounded in the sky above Chang'an City: "I am happy to have friends from afar." The Demon Monarch is driving Chang'an, and Dong Zhongshu is polite. ”

The voice was majestic and solemn, which made people unconsciously feel a little respect.

"In front of the deity, how can there be room for a junior like you to speak, get out!"

As soon as Dong Zhongshu's voice fell, a cold drink fell from the sky, like ten thousand thunders shaking, and like an earth dragon rolling, making the entire Chang'an tremble violently!