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The Qinghe Mountains seem to be a boundary that separates several mountain towns including Anping Town from the entire Beihai world, in fact, it is true, although Lingzhou and the surrounding areas such as Huiyang Town and Baiyunyi still belong to the Beihai category, but it has almost faded out of people's sight, if you want to go to the inland of Beihai from here, you must cross the Qinghe Mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles, and Lingzhou is one of the four states where the southern factions are located, and there are huge mountain ranges between the two, and many ordinary people of the southern factions do not know that there are villages and towns behind the Qinghe Mountains, and they really can't imagine that there are a century-old town in the inaccessible place。

When the cold winter comes, including Anping Town, these villages and towns have already changed hands, countless soldiers in the cold wind of winter naked in the hot body, for the coming year to lay a good foundation for the north of East Henan, the next for a long time, Hengduan grassland will continue to have a steady stream of soldiers across this almost insurmountable grassland to come, the atmosphere of war in the hearts of every town.

From the small town to the military camp fortress step by step, although the time required is not short, but it is not long, and according to the meaning of the general Qi Youchou, when the time comes, go north directly bypassing the Qinghe Mountain Range, and use the iron cavalry to surprise attack the four states of the southern factions, it will definitely be able to win before the entire Beihai monastic world reacts, and then gradually go north based on the land of Lingzhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, and Bianzhou, and break the three major gates, which sounds extremely reasonable.

After all, Beihai is different from Dongyu, the cultivator sects are always eager to fall into the ground, and it is really more difficult for the three major sects to help each other than to ascend to the sky, the biggest possibility is that it was not until one of them was in danger that the other two realized that the situation was not right, and then gave a helping hand, but it didn't matter, with 300,000 Xuanjia heavy horses to open the way, plus there was a top netherworld like the general Qi Youchou, Taifu Qingmei Fox, plus the world's sword hunting Zhong Cun He, even if it was a frontal fight, Dongyu also had that confidence.

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Yang Yimin is a cultivator in the Qinghe Mountains.

He was originally a medium-sized sect in the southern sects, and the master of the Dragon Eye Realm in the entire sect was only the ancestor, but for Yang Yimin, who was still young at the time, it was already a great opportunity, and it didn't matter if the sect was not powerful, for the common people, any sect of cultivation was a high-ranking immortal figure, where did he understand those comparisons? I just thought that the master spoke well, so I followed him into the sect, and later became a cultivator.

Yang Yimin, who became a cultivator, knew that the original practice was nothing more than that, but it was more or less better than that of ordinary people, it was for sure, he practiced in the sect for ten years, and raised his temperament to become more and more brutal and unkind, just like the kind of person he hated and jealous back then, and then because of the conflict between the master and another sect, the fight, Yang Yimin, who was greedy for life and afraid of death, fled to the Qinghe Mountain Range to cultivate, and a dive cultivation is ten years, and he has been practicing from a boy who does nothing to a small master of the three middle realms today。

He actually had a very high opinion of the days in the Qinghe Mountain Range, because there were many mortal towns behind the Qinghe Mountain Range, and he would go to the town to have a good time in his spare time, and no one dared to mess with him, so he was a little bit of fairy pleasure.

It's just that in the past two days, Yang Yimin found that there were more people in the town of Huiyang Town, where he frequented, and he didn't care much about it, after all, even if there were more people and it was lively, they were just ordinary people, where could they threaten his position as the emperor of the soil, who knew that night he was sitting in the mountains and meditating, heard the heavy sound of horses' hooves and footsteps, and opened his eyes in surprise, only to see a scene that made him unforgettable.

Yang Yimin initially thought it was the beast tide on the Hengduan grassland, but then he thought about what beast tide came from the Hengduan grassland?

Take a closer look.

Tens of millions of soldiers, the tide is coming, and there is no end in sight.

Thousands, that is, I don't know how many thousands.

This scene frightened Yang Yimin a lot, he looked carefully, only to see that these soldiers in armor with solemn expressions turned out to be similar to those sergeants in Dazhou Prefecture, they were all ordinary people, but why can there be this number? Just why can there be such a sky-high momentum?

Yang Yimin suddenly felt that even if he was a high-ranking cultivator, even if these soldiers couldn't hold out with his full strength, but in the face of this tide of people, he really couldn't imagine that anyone could compete.

The cultivators fight with the support of the aura, but the aura will eventually be exhausted, and if you face these soldiers, the aura consumed will probably be much more than the normal slaughter of mortals, Yang Yimin was silent for a long time and couldn't speak, trembling all over.

If he was asked to kill those powerless townspeople, Yang Yimin would not be soft when he killed a hundred, but if he encountered these soldiers and horses, Yang Yimin guessed that he was afraid that he would be able to kill a dozen people at most, and he would have to die of exhaustion, but he was a cultivator of the three middle realms, and he was a real master!

Who can beat these mortals?

Yang Yimin thought hard, but he couldn't come up with any names in his mind, not to mention the younger generation of Tianjiao, even if it was any of the six Nether Immortals in Beihai, for some reason, Yang Yimin didn't feel very confident.

Yang Yimin, who had never looked down on mortals, trembled, and suddenly found that he seemed to need to re-examine those ordinary people who were regarded as ants by himself.

"Where did these people come from?" he turned around and prepared to sneak into the Qinghe Mountain Range, these mortal soldiers who came from nowhere had brought him too much impact, although he no longer belonged to any sect, but Yang Yimin still subconsciously thought that he needed to spread the news quickly, so that the southern factions could quickly give warning.

However, in the next second, he turned his head and saw a girl in Tsing Yi standing behind him for some reason.

"Cultivator?" Yang Yimin was startled, and then sensed that there seemed to be aura fluctuations around the girl, so he stammered, "You have also seen this army, we must quickly bring the news out, otherwise it will ......"

Yang Yimin's voice stopped abruptly.

The sharp edge of a sword slashed through his throat, and then, the moment his eyes widened, lightning pierced his heart.

"For ...... What ......" Yang Yimin looked at the girl in Tsing Yi with a calm expression in disbelief, suddenly realized something, and asked, "You...... And those mortals...... ...... are all a bunch of people?"

After that, he died of exhaustion, and he didn't blink his eyes when he died, and his eyes were still wide when he died.

Another person came out of the shadows, it was the burly Jing Ke, he squinted and smiled: "There are more than two hundred cultivators in the Qinghe Mountain Range, and all of them have been wiped out. ”

The facial paralyzed girl Nie everyone nodded, looked down at the dead body of Yang Yimin at her feet, and said, "Before the spring of the next year, not a single fly can fly over the Qinghe Mountain Range. ”

Jing Ke smiled murderously: "It's easy to say." (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.