The Ancient Netherworld Blind Beast's beast element bullet directly blasted a hole the size of a football field into the ground.

The turbulence caused the surrounding air to be compressed rapidly, and from a distance, it looked as if a white flower had bloomed out of thin air.

Because it was still dark at this time, and because of the full moon that suddenly appeared tonight, there was a tense atmosphere on the northern defense line.

The fact that the Demon Clan has never really disappeared for thousands of years has been verified countless times in the destruction of one stronghold after another of the Black Men Legion in the North.

However, the news of the Dali Imperial Court and those large and small sects living in the interior has been blocked in order for their respective rule to be secure.

And every few years, unscrupulous traders will deliberately spread "rumors" about the reappearance of the demon clan, taking advantage of the panic psychology of civilians to earn ill-gotten gains, which has intensified in recent years.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and there will be no waves without wind, so those "rumors" are, of course, true.

On the white glacial Great Wall, hundreds of soldiers saw a white flower burst out under the full moon in the north at the same time, which immediately caused a commotion.

Those brothers who held their stronghold in the middle of winter every year and couldn't find their bodies in the coming year, the patrol team of Shen Zuijian a few months ago was wiped out, and Shi Potian, who had guarded the northern border for decades, led the elite to never return...

All kinds of pasts came to mind in the hearts of the soldiers of the North in an instant.

This made them nervous with a little excitement, the truth is getting closer and closer, the demon invasion is imminent, and the mission of the Black Legion in the North is really beginning to come...

"Report to the Archmagician! Strong vitality fluctuations are found in the north! A general dressed in armor rushed into the relatively warm cave from the cold wind outside the door, and knelt down on one knee before the old man who was sitting in front of the brazier with his eyes closed.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, his dry eyes as dry as jujube pits, revealing endless wisdom, and the old man's eyes glanced at the black robe behind the middle-aged general, the hem of which was stained with ice crystals and was worn.

"Shen Zuijian still hasn't sent back any news?" The old man asked a question that had nothing to do with the general's report.

"Report to the Archmagician! No! Yang Mingxuan lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said.

"There's anger..."The old man closed his eyes again, and then asked, "Your sword, can you still use it?" ”

"Report to the Archmagician! I used a gun! Yang Mingxuan replied.

The archmage was slightly stunned, opened his eyes and looked at his hand that was trembling after he raised it, and said with a sigh: "It seems that I am really old, not only my body is useless, but even my brain is not very good..."

"The Great Spellmaster... North..."Yang Mingxuan reminded.

"Every year in the middle of winter, thirty percent of our children are killed by cold, hunger, and disease, and over the years, I have seen too many lives pass away much younger than me..."

"And yet they all died without justification and worthlessness... You know why? The Archenchanter asked.

"Report to the Archmagician! We are all guilty people! Death is too good for him! Yang Mingxuan replied.

The Great Spellmaster laughed when he heard this, and all the wrinkles on his wrinkled face covered with chrysanthemums unfolded, and his lips lightly covered with messy long beards spat out two words: "Fart!" ”

"Our mission is to resist the invasion of the demon clan, and our oath is that only the demon clan can end our lives!" The archmembranstr stood up as he spoke, and his withered body shrouded in black robes seemed to grow taller in an instant.

The jumping fire reflected on his body, the robe that he had worn for many years, as if it had life, became warm, the Great Spellmaster turned around, walked in front of Yang Mingxuan, stretched out his hand that was as dry as an old branch, and gently placed it on his head.

"Are you ready to complete your mission?" The Archenchanter asked.

"Report to the Archmagician! Yang Mingxuan is ready to kill demons and beasts! Yang Mingxuan knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, the sound was like substance, blowing the snow outside the cave outward.

"Okay, good..."The Great Spell Master was obviously very satisfied with Yang Mingxuan's answer.

"Take me up to the Great Wall." The Archenchanter spoke.

"Your body..."Yang Mingxuan asked worriedly.

"I'm also in a black robe." The archspell master smiled and pointed to the shabby black robe that had been worn gray on his body: "It's not a pity for us to die!" ”

The north wind is still blowing, and the snow is still drifting, just like in previous years.

When the figure of the Great Spellmaster appeared on the Great Wall, the restless soldiers gradually became quiet, and one after another eyes gradually converged on the old body of the Great Spell Master, which seemed to fall at any moment in the cold wind.

I don't know who knelt first, and the sound of knee pads and ice hitting was very crisp in the night, followed by a kneeling sound.

The chaotic kneeling sound was followed by a chorus of shouts: "The Great Wall is cold, please go down the Great Wall!" ”

The Archenchanter pushed back the pocket of his coat over his head, revealing a head full of gray hair and a face full of wrinkles and age spots.

"Children, your robes are old, your armor is old, your swords are rusty and broken, and even your stomachs are forever hungry, but has the cold wind of ten thousand years made the blood flowing in your veins cold?" The voice of the archsorcerer wafted above the wind-swept Great Wall.

"Nope!" All the soldiers shouted in unison.

"Isn't it ridiculous that we don't have enough clothes, we don't have enough food, and many of our brothers don't even have the same weapons at hand, but we are responsible for the safety of hundreds of millions of human beings?" The Archenchanter asked.

No one answered, and there was silence.

"Ridiculous!" The Archenchanter spat out these two words heavily, and then asked, "Why are we doing such a ridiculous thing?!" ”

"Great Spell Master..."Yang Mingxuan, who was following the Great Spell Master, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted softly, and the rest of the soldiers also raised their heads to look at the Great Spell Master.

"Because... Because we are the noblest people in the world! The archman's voice was suddenly raised, and the hoarse voice that seemed to be drawn from a worn bellows was no longer there: "Those beings who enjoy the warmth of the sun and delicious food will never understand what a noble word the mission is for the rest of their lives!" ”

"They enjoy the warmth of the sun, the deliciousness of the wine, and the gentleness of women, but they have regrets when they are dying, and they die unwillingly in regrets, they are the most ridiculous people in the world!"

"Tell me your vows out loud, children!" The Grand Master finally said.

Yang Mingxuan knelt down, and a majestic unison floated above the Great Wall in the north, and his voice went straight to the sky!

"My blood!" Yang Mingxuan shouted.

"Just to protect the homeland!" All the soldiers shouted in unison.

"My blood!"

"Only let the demon beasts and their comrades see it!"

"My blood!"

"Can only be cooled in the North!"

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PS: Some book friends put forward opinions in the horizontal area to express the feeling of being tired of seeing, first of all, I would like to thank the students who put forward their opinions and said their feelings, thank you~! Authorities are fans, although I often think about all kinds of problems, but after all, I am not a mature writer, there are many places that need to be improved and can be improved, I hope that there are also other problems of children's shoes to put forward opinions, convenient buckle ~ group discussion ~! There is a number in the profile~! Happy Christmas Eve! Although it is a foreign festival, life is short, and you still have to be high~! I'll continue to write the second one~Students who can't wait, let's go to sleep first~!