"Yang Mingxuan!"

"The last general!"

"Lead five hundred elites, serve as a vanguard, and immediately go out of the city to the north!"

"Yes!"

"If you encounter a demon beast, don't kill it! Return immediately after rescuing the man and woman! ”

"Yes!"

Beneath the glacial walls, the heavy iron gate slowly rose, and the sound of the iron chain tightening and the iron gate rubbing against the ice was swallowed up by the cold wind in an instant.

The cold wind and snow outside the city wall choked in from the rising iron gate, blowing up the black robes behind the five hundred elite black-robed soldiers who were neatly lined up behind the door.

The iron-blooded dragon spear in Yang Mingxuan's hand pointed forward, and the vitality gushed out from the dantian, flowing into the dragon spear, converging on the tip of the spear, releasing dazzling brilliance.

"Enter!" Yang Mingxuan shouted violently, his legs clamped under the wolf's belly, and the tall snowfield giant wolf under the seat let out a wolf howl and rushed forward.

The rolling black horseman, rushing out from under the wall of the 10,000-year-old glacier, was like a black torrent, drawing a black line in the white world full of snow, like a spear that shot out, rushing straight towards the demonic place in the north.

The Archsmage stood atop the Great Wall, his gaze taking his eyes off the wolf riders and into the distance.

"Open the warehouse and get ready for battle." The Archenchanter spoke.

There was a general behind him who led the order and left.

He turned to look at the east again, and a trace of anxiety finally appeared in his eyes full of wisdom, Shen Zuijian has been gone for many days, and he should have arrived in Lidu, why hasn't there been any news yet?

"Report to the Archmagician! The granary inventory is complete! ”

"Say."

"Saving food is only enough for March... It's already spring now, but the snow hasn't stopped, and I'm afraid of this year's grain and grass..."

"From today onwards, let go of eating." The Grand Spellmaster interrupted the general behind him who was in charge of guarding the granary.

"In that case, I'm afraid it will only last for a month and a half..."

The archmage sighed and said, "That's enough..."

The generals behind him stepped back.

What he is worried about now is not grain and grass, but whether the Great Wall of the North can last for a month and a half...

Dao Ba passed through this place on his way north, and had visited him before, so he knew what was going on in the north, and judging from the vision he had felt before and the current situation, he was only afraid that they had failed...

If the three great grandmasters join forces and end up in a fiasco, then the northern realm can hold out for a month and a half, which is already a miracle among miracles...

So he said enough was enough.

In a month and a half, will there still be a Great Wall here? Will there still be living people here? Will the thousand-year-old history of the Black-robed Legion end like this?

For thousands of years, countless black robes have died here, and in the end, when the mission really comes, they can only stay for a month and a half... Will it be a joke after all?

The Archmage sighed, his gaze falling back on the snow, like a black spear galloping through the cold wind.

The northern border is a shield, a shield that protects humanity from the invasion of demons.

But where is the human gun?

The direction pointed by the gun-shaped formation is exactly where the flowers are at this time.

The raging turbulence of vitality had ended, but the blood cocoon was still floating in the air, emitting a glowing red light.

If you look closely, you can hear a dull heartbeat and a soft hum.

Hua Changkai sat cross-legged in the blood cocoon at this time, and his head had been destroyed many times since he crossed here, and his hair, which had not been able to grow long, had grown enough to hang down to his waist.

His eyes glowed bloodthirsty red, full of madness and violence, even through the thick blood mist, it was still extremely obvious.

Xiaomei's body has long been gone, and the jade body is suspended in mid-air, lying horizontally in front of Hua Changkai.

In the blood mist constantly entering and exiting her body, the injuries in Xiaomei's body are recovering rapidly, and her vitality is also constantly recovering.

However, she couldn't move at this time, although she was conscious, her vitality could not function, and those blood mist, bringing strength, were also preventing her from running her vitality.

Every time the heart of the flower always blooms beats, the pores of her body open and close once, and the comfortable feeling makes her can't help but snort.

The snort made her feel embarrassed and ashamed, but she couldn't resist.

She had never felt this before, which made her panic, but deep down, it was exciting.

With a feeling of happiness all over her body, she gradually sank, unwilling to wake up...

In the heart of the flower, the void that existed because the Ghost King Order left the body was constantly filling, and in the center, a blood-shaped crystal was constantly emitting a blood mist.

This crystal is the dragon's blood, the blood of the lewd dragon.

In the battle outside the Demon Demon Sect, Hua Chang Bloom snatched the dragon's blood from the body of the black cat at the last moment.

Because he knew that the black cat attached so much importance to this thing, there must be a great opportunity in it, so he simply swallowed this dragon blood and suppressed it with the Ghost King Order.

After the Ghost King Order was taken out, the blood of the lewd dragon began to work, but it was not yet fully volatilized.

Until he was seriously injured by the aftermath of the super beast Yuan Bullet of the Ancient Netherworld Blind Beast, and because Xiaomei wanted to suck his blood to recover his vitality, he bit his neck and carotid artery.

In an extremely weak state, the blood of the lewd dragon finally took over and completely volatilized!

Under Hua Chang Kai's body, a meat gun is firm and straight, pointing at Xiaomei's jade body.

"Bitch... actually bite me..."The sound of the flowers blooming is like a demon from hell...

As he spoke, the flow of blood mist within the cocoon began to change.

This gave Xiaomei finally a chance to control the vitality in her body, and the voice entered her ears, like a magic sound, making her whole body heat up.

But she was terrified in her heart, so strong in seduction...

The Heavenly Demon Sound in the Cathode Sect is simply insignificant in front of this voice, and Xiaomei, as the sect leader of the Cathode Sect, has an understanding of the Heavenly Demon Sound that is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.

There has never been anyone in the world who can beat it, it is the ghost king sword tyrant Liu Wanli in the realm of the great grandmaster, and in front of her flawless charm, her mood will also be affected.

However, at this time, she found that the voice of the flower always blooming, the power of seduction was actually above her.

This made her immediately alert, and with that trace of vitality, she forcibly straightened herself up, and sat up in the blood cocoon, and Meimu saw the spear that Hana Changkai was pointing at her, and she was immediately flustered.

"Mao, it's really all gone..."Hua Changkai looked at Xiaomei's slippery bottom, suddenly bent the corners of her mouth, and said with a lewd smile.

In the distance, the black-robed wolf rider of the northern border, like a black spear, was galloping towards him.

The Ancient Netherworld Blind Beast was now resting its head on the outside of the blood cocoon, its huge nostrils were constantly sniffing, and it suddenly opened its mouth and sucked the blood cocoon into its stomach in one bite.

PS: Merry Christmas! Finally written out sleep sleep, good night everyone~!