Chapter Eighty-Five: All Beings in the World Can Be Killed (I)

Half a month is not too long, and in this era of fire, any time is too short.

Xiazi and Wang Shi started from Guxia Lake and went all the way to the north, stopping and stopping, watching countless battles crisscrossing the Eastern Immortal Domain.

In the Battle of Shuyang, the famous Sima Shao commanded 30,000 iron cavalry, broke the opponent's 100,000 cultivation coalition army, connected ten cities, and advanced thousands of miles, establishing the status of the emerging princes in one fell swoop.

In the battle of Daming City, Su Chu defended the city alone, faced three thousand monks, fought to the death for three days and three nights, poured all the city walls with blood, and tried to keep the old Yanjiang Mountain immortal.

In the battle of the Ganjiang River, Zhang Hou traveled 60,000 miles in one day, combining vertical and horizontal, and forcibly stirred up the gap between the six princes who fought the iron alliance, formed a new alliance, and turned things around.

The fall of one power is so rapid, and so is the rise of another. A strategizing general, a strong man who defends the city alone, can be called a classic battle, and the rhetoric is shocking...... Everything that is extremely brilliant has been compressed into this short period of time.

War, once this machine roars, it can collide with countless sparks. Breathtaking events are happening all the time, and even hundreds of people recording this history at the same time can't tell the details.

Of course, the drama and Wang Shi went all the way, not only watching those who became famous in the first war, they saw the cruelty of war, and watched the purgatory on earth.

Mourning is everywhere, floating corpses for thousands of miles, bleeding and drifting, and every big battle is a meat grinder with a huge roar. Amazing and glamorous characters still can't escape the fate of death. Maybe these people will still lament for them, and those mediocre pawns can't even get a sigh.

Just now he was still serving with the Marquis of Xinling, but he was captured by the Marquis of Chunming in a blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, he changed into the clothes of the Tianmen Sword again, and so on and so forth, until this small life was wiped out in the dust.

One will become famous.

No one cares who is in the bones.

The bloody facts are displayed in front of people's eyes one by one, making people unable to believe that this is still the world.

In order to commemorate the banner and urge the ancestral spiritual weapon, the sect master simply cut off the head of his own daughter and sprinkled his blood on the banner, but in the end he still failed, and he was defeated; the brothers who depended on each other for life and death, in the face of the enemy army like mountains and seas, the younger brother stabbed the elder brother to death without hesitation, and snatched the life-saving spiritual weapon; the people who still had a breath left on the battlefield begged to look at the passing sect master brothers, but no one cared about him......

When a little boy handed half of the dry food to the little girl, he got a slash in return, and then all the food in his hand was snatched......

The blindfolded woman and the child came to a large clearing, and powerful crossbow arrows were fired, shooting them all into a sieve. Their kingdom has been defeated, and it would be a humiliating fate for them to live......

The city that had been held out for eighteen days had been breached, and the people outside the city had lost too many of their companions, and they had gone completely mad, and after ravaging the city for three days and three nights, a fire had reduced everything to ashes......

Wild dogs run amok, crows fly, and the flesh of patches of corpses is blurred by peck.

Wang Shi has seen too many pictures, but he has never shown any emotion. He always watched it all calmly, as if the corpses were decomposing as if they had not been touched in the slightest.

In half a month, across most of the Eastern Immortal Domain, the drama and Wang Shi came to the Broken Hung Pass.

The wind and rain stained the heavens and the earth white.

The actor and Wang Shi stood on the thousand-zhang high city wall, looking at the wind and snow in the distance.

"Break the Hongguan, and soon there will be a massacre. The actor calmly introduced, not caring at all what kind of scene would be next.

I have seen the battlefield where millions of people fell in one battle, and I am afraid that no matter how many people die, it will not be able to move people's hearts.

Wang Shi didn't seem to hear it, just quietly watched the wind and snow here.

"Do you bring a pot of wine with you, do you want to drink it?" the actor found a stove, added coals, and began to warm the wine.

The last time it was broken by the Wastelanders, the people here were almost slaughtered. Of course, those who are really in power have left this place early, and those who have died are dispensable.

So it's so cold that you can't even find a creature the size of an ant.

Wang Shi suddenly turned his head to look in one direction and saw a vague figure. The actor also noticed that person, and said with a smile: "Since we can meet, it is fate, why don't you come for a drink?"

After the coal burned for a long time, a man with a scar on his face walked out, his eyes were full of vigilance, but there was no lack of ruthlessness, and at first glance he was a ruthless man who killed people without blinking.

Even if the butcher slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people, it was impossible to scare Wang Shi and the actors. The two of them looked at each other calmly, which made each other's hearts feel empty.

"Wang Shi, don't you want a drink?" the actor picked up the wine.

Wang Shi walked over and drank the forbidden wine, of course, the taste of the wine was not affected much.

If Wang Shi recovers his strength, not to mention that he has now broken through to the immeasurable divine shadow, I am afraid that even if the immortal lord comes in person, he will not be able to hold him down. The actor needs to give him taboos every day to ensure that he goes on according to his intentions, which is also a measure of last resort.

"How's the cottage?" Wang Shi asked lightly.

This is the first time in half a month that Wang Shi has spoken to himself. Xizi smiled slightly, looked at Wang Shi's eyes, as if he had insight into everything, and said, "I need you to go back and see for yourself." ”

Scarface's gaze flashed quickly between the two men, and the drum in his heart rang out. There is no doubt that the realm of these two people in front of him does not know how far beyond him, I am afraid that if the other party blows his breath, he will fall off the broken barrier, or it is better to listen to orders honestly.

Even if he couldn't use his spiritual power, Wang Shi's eyesight was excellent, and he saw the surging black dots on the edge of the sky, and knew that this was probably what the drama wanted to show him.

"Speaking of which, you have to be grateful to these 100,000 wasteland people. If these people hadn't taken advantage of the situation, those kings might not have left easily in the northern frontier. ”

Scarface was suddenly alert, and chewed on the words he heard repeatedly in his abdomen, but those words were so amazing that he couldn't sort out the correct relationship in a very short period of time, let alone imagine the true identities of the two people in front of him.

Wang Shi drank a glass of wine and said, "It's too light." ”

The actor smiled and said, "I'm more suitable for drinking water." ”

Scarface looked at these two strange people, trying to think about the relationship, and suddenly came back to his senses, found the black shadow surging in the sky, his eyes suddenly cold, and he stood up.

The drama said with a smile: "I'm probably tired of watching such a scene." ”