Text Chapter 43 The demon rises and the gods die
The north of the land of China, the bitter cold land of the cold and the frozen, and the north of one of the four poles of heaven and earth.
Hanzhou, the northernmost state of the Three Thousand Prefectures of Shenzhou, is the boundary of the Beiming Polar Region a few hundred miles away from Hanzhou.
And three hundred miles north of Hanzhou, a big man with dragon horns with bronze bell-like eyes looked at the land of Shenzhou three hundred miles away, revealing a scarlet light.
The demonic aura exuded by the big man with the dragon horns was rolling and terrifying, and there were nine equally demonic figures beside him.
"Evil Sect, I heard that you fought with Huang Wuji some time ago, but you were chased by Huang Wuji and fled for 30,000 miles, and the face of the Beiming Demon Clan was all lost by you. A giant of the Beiming Demon Clan sneered.
The evil sect had a gloomy face and didn't say a word, his beloved son was killed and went to the imperial capital alone, but he was chased and killed by the god of war Emperor Wuji for 30,000 miles, and became the laughing stock of the entire Beiming Demon Clan.
"Okay, Kunyin don't say a word, the name of the Emperor Wuji God of War is not called in vain, how good can you be if you change it. One of the ten demon clan giants said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, the demon clan giant known as Kunyin didn't say anything more.
And at this moment, a man quietly appeared in front of the giants of the Ten Clans, standing with his back to them.
Dressed in black, with black hair, a long figure, dressed in a black gown, and long black hair like a waterfall is shiny and shiny.
"The era of our Beiming Demon Clan is coming. The black-haired man's voice was as deep as an abyss.
The long and narrow black eyes looked at the southern Middle-earth Shenzhou, once he enjoyed everything in that fertile and rich land, they regarded the humble and weak human race as a two-legged sheep, but then Yi Lixie and five disciples slaughtered the demons, and their demons were almost wiped out, but they were the surviving demons who hid in the bitter cold of the Arctic, and survived.
Ten thousand years have passed, and their former ration two-legged sheep call themselves 'human race', occupy their former land, and become the masters of Shenzhou, and it is not ridiculous that the humble and weak race that can only be used as rations in their eyes has become the masters of Middle-earth Shenzhou.
And they hid in Beiming to survive.
The black-haired man in black sighed, Yi Lixie, the five gods, the Dao Ancestor who defeated the demons back then is no longer there, and we, the demons who are still breathing, a few days ago, Tubo's resurrection finally convinced them that the Dao Ancestor and the five gods who had disappeared for countless years had really disappeared, otherwise, the resurrection of the ancient demon gods would never be allowed by the five gods of the Dao Ancestors.
Although, I don't know what else in the world that can threaten their existence as strong as Dao Ancestor and the five great gods, but there is one thing they are sure of, that is, even if the five great gods of Dao Ancestor are still alive, then they can't even stop the resurrection of an ancient demon god now.
Looking at the fertile land in the distance, the dim light that had been silent for countless years in the vicissitudes of the land of the Central Plains of Shenzhou flashed bloodthirsty greed again.
Without Yi Lixie, the five gods, who can stop them?
The way of heaven has changed!
After countless years of waiting, they had enough of staying in the bitter cold land of Beiming, not only the man in black, but also the other ten demon clan giants also looked at the incomparably greedy light in the eyes of the land of Shenzhou.
Behind them, a pair of scarlet eyes shone red in the night, crisscrossing hundreds of miles, the vast sky in the sky, the faint turquoise haze, and the demonic atmosphere was condensed.
"Let's do it!"
With the order of the man in black, the ten demon clan giants led tens of millions of Beiming demon clan pioneers to gallop and roar across the Beiming realm.
On this night, the top ten demon clan giants in Beiming led tens of millions of demon soldiers to invade the land of Shenzhou.
Ninety states in the north.
The collective name of the northernmost ninety states of the land of Shenzhou, once this was the hinterland of the four heroes of the Warring States period of Northern Zhao, and almost nine percent of the people in the ninety states in the north were Northern Zhao people.
During the Warring States Period, the Imperial Court of Shenzhou, Western Chu, Northern Zhao, and Longwu fought for hegemony in the world.
Just when the world thought that the most powerful Western Chu people would be the masters of the world, the powerful Western Chu became the first of the four heroes to be destroyed.
In the first battle of exterminating Chu, the Chu people were ten households and seven mourned, and the ally of Western Chu, Northern Zhao, turned against him, and together with the Shenzhou Imperial Court, he joined forces to scrape the land of Western Chu, and within a few years, the treacherous and immoral Northern Zhao who was scolded and immoral by the people of the world in the first war of exterminating Chu followed in the footsteps of Western Chu and was destroyed by the imperial court.
In just 20 years, Emperor Tianzun has completed the unfinished great cause of dozens of generations, and some people sigh that they are also fatal.
The geographical location of the ninety states in the north is extremely special, and further north is the inaccessible Beiming Jedi, and for the former Beizhao, the north is almost undefended Beiming Jedi, and the biggest hidden danger is only the Shenzhou Imperial Court in the south.
And in the ninety states in the north, to this day, no matter which corner you look south, you can see the indelible bulge on the horizon, the faintly visible copper wall.
The majestic burial of Tianguan, the first Xiongguan in the north of the Shenzhou Imperial Court, was once the bronze wall barrier of the Shenzhou Imperial Court to resist the attack of the Northern Zhao, and since the Shenzhou Imperial Court dominated the world, this northern majestic Xiongguan has completely become a symbol of deterrence of the ninety states in the north.
Since the Battle of the Fall of Northern Zhao, the ninety states in the northern border, which had been calm for decades, once again blew the smell of blood in the wind.
The former Beizhao people never dreamed that the Jedi in the north would become an unforgettable nightmare for them for generations.
Yanzhou, the northernmost Youzhou of the ninety states in the north, was extinct in livestock, and a thick green demon atmosphere and haze shrouded the two states, and the gloomy clouds were bleak and bleak.
Tianyun City, an old man with a beard on the city gate tower, with a literary atmosphere but wearing heavy armor, looked like a rare person, slowly ascended to the highest point of the city gate tower step by step, and turned his head to look in the direction of Youyan Erzhou.
"What is the old general looking at?" asked the adjutant next to him.
Wen Zhong, the oldest of the top ten generals in the imperial court, when the Northern Zhao Dynasty was destroyed, the general trend of the world had been decided, and Wen Zhong asked Tianyuan City, which was aimed at the last battle of his life, to raise his old age.
On the road, the world has been decided, the general has taken off his armor, he no longer wants to go when he hears that Zhong has been fighting for most of his life, he does not ask for high-ranking officials, he does not want to be a marquis, and he can live his whole life in this Tianyuan City.
Now that Wen Zhong, who has never put on armor after he has been in Tianyuan City, he suddenly ordered someone to put on armor for him.
The old man's eyes have become cloudy, but his heart is not confused, he Wen Zhong has fought thousands of battles in his life, he joined the army at the age of sixteen, when Emperor Tianzun was still a prince, he became a veteran ruffian, from a nobody to one of the top ten generals of the imperial court, he never married in his life, so he had no children and no daughters, and he fought for most of his life until he was tired of this Tianyuan City, and suddenly looked back and saw that he had gone so far, and he wanted to die in this Tianyuan City peacefully, it seemed that it was not possible.
Smelling the smell of blood sandwiched in the north wind, the former battlefield heroes were no longer familiar with this smell, Wen Zhong took a deep breath, and suddenly roared: "Pass the order, light the wolf smoke, and the soldiers in the city will prepare for battle." ”
Although the twilight lion is old, the blood is still not cold!
Hearing this, the adjutant general looked at the old general in front of him like a twilight lion, Wen Zhong, one of the top ten generals of the imperial court, with a shocked face.
Tianyuan City, a small city, the defenders are only 30,000, and they resisted the demon army dozens of times that of the defenders for three hours, when the city was broken, none of the 30,000 defenders survived, and none of them retreated.
When the demon clan broke through Tianyuan City, the dusk lion Wen Zhong fought to the death, with thirty-eight wounds on his body, and the corpses of the demon clan under his feet were piled up one zhang high.
After Wen Zhong's death, his body was hung on the wall of the north gate of Tianyuan City, and he was not allowed to rest and be buried in peace for several years.
In just three days, the wolf smoke was everywhere in ninety states, and ninety states on the northern border of the Shenzhou Imperial Court fell.
Three of the top ten generals of the imperial court were in the north, two of them died in battle, and the only remaining famous general in the north, Bai Tu, gathered the remnants to guard the funeral pass.
It is reported that before the war report at the border pass reached the imperial capital, standing on the roof of the imperial capital, you could see the wolf smoke curling in the north.
The imperial court and the imperial capital of the drunken gold fan are like a rippling young woman who has become a newlywed widow, regardless of the sound of silk and bamboo, and the red fang flower boats on both sides of the Huai River are not picking up guests.
When Bai Tu's battle report reached the imperial capital, the government and the opposition were shaken.
On the Chaotian Palace, the Supreme Emperor held the White Slaughter Battle Report in his hand, and the Great Emperor who was not shocked was furious, and smashed the table in front of him with one hand.
Under the emperor's order, countless armies continued to march to the north, and the god of war and the emperor set out on the expedition.
The people of the ninety states in the north did not have one in a hundred, and the land of Shenzhou mourned for three days.