The wasteland, immortal for countless years, has shone in the ancient years, rose in the war era, and has had several immortal mythological periods.

The years are like a sharp sword, cutting off the genius and burying the hero, how many dazzling ancient sects have been wiped out, and how many peerless kings are proud to see the changes in the world......

Outside the ancestral land of the barren country, the army is gathered, the momentum is like a rainbow, there are no less than 100 billion generals, and the hanging islands are suspended on the galaxy, and countless black-armored soldiers stand on it, and the murderous aura of the forest is diffuse, making people shudder.

An old man in his sixties, sitting on a golden seat, with more than 100 guards on the left and right, several scarlet sails fluttering in the wind, and the big absurd characters were vigorous and powerful, engraved on the giant sails.

The Marquis of Huangping is the fourteenth emperor uncle of the Emperor Huangtian, the official worships the important position of generalissimo, sits in the army of hundreds of millions, and is fierce and powerful, intimidating the world.

On the eve of the decisive battle, the Marquis of Huangping led the people to rebel and led hundreds of millions of soldiers to defeat the Chinese army under the command of the Emperor of Huangtian, resulting in a complete collapse and the destruction of the wasteland!

"A bunch of stubborn things!" After besieging the ancestral land for more than a few months, but still failing to take it, the Marquis of Huangping was furious, and he had received a secret decree that a powerful force outside the territory had marched eastward, threatening to destroy the Falling Rain Dynasty within a month.

The army that claims to be the anti-god alliance has been overwhelming all the way, conquering more than 100 cities and killing 80 million imperial soldiers.

"Boom!"

A new wave of attacks by the army of the Falling Rain Dynasty was launched, more than a thousand heavenly artifacts bombarded down, the light rushed into the sky, the smoke and dust flooded the heavens and the earth, the galaxy collapsed one by one, and all life materials in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles were swept away.

This place is full of stumps, bloody wind and rain, and every night there are bursts of mournful howls echoing, like a dead place.

The essence of heaven and earth gathered violently, repairing the light curtain on the outside of the ancestral land of the barren country, the nine-colored light had dimmed a lot, and the essence of the sun and moon turned into two divine rainbows, continuously replenishing the energy of this place.

"Fourteenth uncle, my father and I have taken you a lot, why do you want to rebel and ruin the foundation of your ancestors!" A handsome man with a tiger's back walked out of the light curtain step by step, his body was surrounded by nine golden dragon qi, the Heavenly Mandate Law Appearance, the momentum was magnificent, and there was a murderous intent between his eyebrows.

The Marquis of Huangping sneered a few times and said, "Your father is still as good as you say?" If it weren't for the affection of the royal brothers, and the fear of being poked in the backbone by the world, he would have died many times by virtue of the grievances that this king received when he fought for the throne with the previous generation of desolate lords. ”

A sad look crossed the Desolate Emperor's face, and he said, "Is this your reason?"

The Marquis of Huangping laughed, his face was covered with hideous colors, and said: "Your Majesty Luoyu has promised this king, as long as you conquer the ancestral land of the barren country, I will be the emperor of the barren sky! At that time, the ancestral inheritance of all generations can not only be retained, but more importantly, the desolate country in the hands of this king will usher in an unprecedented period of brilliant prosperity!"

The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven showed a look of disdain in his eyes, and his smile was cold, revealing a kind of sarcasm.

I want to be higher than the heavenly test!

This sentence is already obvious, the heart of rebellion has long been there, no matter whether the Falling Rain Dynasty promises all kinds of promises to the Marquis of Huangping, this person will inevitably rebel one day!

"I underestimated the ambition of the fourteenth uncle, the sky is so ruthless when the rain falls, let the people of the wasteland fight the people of the wasteland......" Emperor of the wasteland coldly glanced at the army opposite, these were all soldiers who were loyal to the wasteland, but they all followed the Wasteland Marquis to plot chaos.

Most of you have followed me in the southern and northern wars, and your wives and children are from the wasteland, and you are also from the wasteland...... The Emperor of the Wasteland was loud and sincere, and as soon as these words came out, he immediately shook the hearts of many people.

In fact, there are not many people who really want to rebel, some people are bewitched and blinded by the desire for profit, and some people have to rebel because their wives are in the hands of others and there is a generalissimo pressing them from above.

Most of the ordinary generals were also reluctant, but they were only small pawns, and the orders of the generals had to be obeyed.

The wasteland is martial, and there is a very meticulous set of military regulations, just like a country with excessive mortals, whoever has the handsome seal must obey whose orders.

"Punish all the rebels and support the government!" A loud shout came from the ancestral land of the barren country, and the sound was deafening and sensational.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven has ten unforgivable sins, he can't stabilize the four seas, and he can't compassionate the people, so the faint monarch should be in the Zen position, and choose another master!" a Heavenly Emperor shouted, full of confidence, and quickly drowned out the other party's cheers.

"The Marquis of Huangping is the fourteenth brother of the first emperor, both civil and military, both ability and political integrity, once he ascends the throne, he is a generation of immortal saints of the wasteland, we follow the Ming Lord to make meritorious achievements, and can make all generations of descendants be blessed......" Several gods shouted, full of seductive and confusing words, drowning everyone's minds sentence by sentence.

"Kill!" Emperor Desolate Heaven opened his bloody eyes, and the worries and grief of the past few days had tormented this peerless Tianjiao, and he rushed out of the ancestral land and killed alone.

"Poof!"

A golden fist swept away the army, leaving no bones left, and the galaxy shattered, revealing the vast chaos.

Emperor Huangtian was like a demon god in the dust, blocking and killing, but he did not want to kill, and advanced all the way to the Chinese army where the Marquis of Huangping was.

"Bang!"

A man in his forties next to the Marquis of Huangping, his eyes opened and closed, and the speed was like a golden lightning, rushing over, his five fingers were all open, and the golden holy light was wisps, blocking the attack of the Emperor of Huangtian.

The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven roared, and the golden fist continued to smash down, shattering the void, the starry sky collapsed, the endless stars dimmed, and the essence surged like a tide.

"Poof!"

One of the arms of the man in his forties was torn apart by the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, and then a huge fist smashed down, smashing him to pieces, his head cracked, plasma burst out, stumps flew in all directions, and the blood of the gods was suspended in the void, emitting a dazzling brilliance, which looked so dazzling under the attention of hundreds of millions of people.

The face of the Marquis of Huangping changed in vain, that person was the servant he received when he was young, and it took him a lot of effort to successfully surrender, and after he became enlightened, he did not hesitate to build the foundation for his own essence and blood, and this person also relied on his extraordinary understanding, and became enlightened in one fell swoop, and he was the right-hand man under the prince.

"This king underestimates you, no wonder you can sit firmly on the throne of the desolate lord, and you do have some ability. The Marquis of Huangping sneered a few times, when the new emperor ascended the throne, he was far away from the side, and he made a note to celebrate, but his real body did not arrive! This is a kind of naked and naked dissatisfaction and contempt for the new emperor, and at such an important moment of the change of unification, even if he, the imperial uncle, has 10,000 reasons, he should not be present.

Seeing that the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven was full of murderous aura, the Fourteenth Emperor Uncle laughed, pointed at him obliquely, and sneered: "My good nephew, you want to ...... Kill your uncle?"

"There is no need for him to kill!" a Sen Sen's indifferent voice came, and a man in white flashed behind the Marquis of Arahima like a ghost, and no one noticed it.

Huangping Hou was shocked into a cold sweat, and suddenly turned around, and a delicate facial features came into his eyes.

He quickly calmed down, and his tone was full of compliments: "The junior is the Marquis of Huangping who His Majesty Luoyu personally sealed, may I ask where the senior is sacred?"

"Poof!"

The palm knife slashed, and a huge head flew up, and the eyes of the Marquis of Huangping widened, and the head remained intact, but the fire of the divine soul in it had been extinguished.

"Brother Yan!"

"Brother Desert!"

The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven showed a look of surprise on his face, this man in white was Tianyan who heard that the Desolate Country was in trouble and hurried over.

The generalissimo died in battle, and the rest of the generals died!

The three armies are in chaos, like a plate of scattered sand, and they have completely collapsed!

The army of the wasteland was dispatched, and now there are only more than 400,000 people left, and the face of hundreds of millions of troops is like a hungry tiger driving a flock of sheep, and the momentum is like a bamboo.

For these rebellious troops, Emperor Huangtian couldn't bear to kill them all, after all, they were all generals in a country, and those who surrendered and were captured were temporarily detained in batches.

The army of the anti-god alliance arrived not long after, and dozens of strong men such as An Chenxi, Zhang Sanqing, and Yan Yunong rushed over, causing several rebels who wanted to fight back and flee, and suddenly stopped their fire.

The die is cast!

In the vast crowd, Tianyan suddenly found an acquaintance, he carefully took a clue, and then showed surprise: "Zhongtian King!"

The Zhongtian King's body trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look at Tianyan, a stiff smile squeezed out of his face.

Tianyan was stunned when he saw the appearance of the Zhongtian King, only to see his white-haired young head, his face was paler than before, and there was a bit of twilight in his eyes, and he looked like a man in his thirties from a distance!

"You ......" Tianyan was about to speak and stopped, and finally turned into a soft sigh.

He remembered how grief-stricken the young man was after hearing the news of the death of the Holy Maiden, and he had inquired about his whereabouts many times during Tianyan's reign in the Great Emperor's Palace, and had also gone to the cemetery where the Holy Maiden was buried, only to find that the ancient star field had magically disappeared without a trace.

"Since you are a fellow traveler, why bother to say this......" Tianyan was stunned for a long time, and finally turned into an endless sigh.

Tianyan, Emperor Huangtian, and Yan Yunong gathered again after nearly a thousand years of separation, and they felt a lot of emotion during the period, and they couldn't say a word for a long time.

An Chenxi broke the calm, he looked at Tianyan with burning eyes, a smile of relief floated on his face, and said: "Your current cultivation can't even see me thoroughly, the human race can't be bullied, can't be bullied......

Emperor Desolate Heaven and Yan Yunong were taken aback, he followed An Chenxi, the son of the ancient gods, to practice for a long time, and his cultivation can be described as a thousand miles in a day, he is already a young supreme of the gods, otherwise, how could an old powerhouse like the Marquis of Huangping besiege the ancestral land of the Desolate Country for several months and not be able to attack it for a long time?