After a letter was sent to the Supervisory Yuan, there was no news, and for three consecutive days, the cavalry and infantry of the Blue Sky God Sect were replenished one after another, and each time they would launch an attack on Silent City and the surrounding joint camps. On the first day, the Great Song Dynasty repelled the attack of the Qingtian Divine Sect after losing serious men, and the second day of the Second Heavenly Divine Sect, Shenwu Hou used heavy weapons to make the attack of the Qingtian Divine Sect return in vain.

Fortunately, it was the battle between the cultivators, but the Great Song Dynasty had the upper hand, and for the sorcerers, they still did not reach the camp of the Qingtian Divine Sect, and the peaceful reason between the Wordless City and the Qingtian Divine Sect was that the three-day war had already been dyed red. The smell of blood in the air was so strong that people couldn't breathe, and the civilians in the silent city had already left, and there were still a small number of civilians who couldn't leave their hometown.

On the way to the front line of the Sakura Mountain Range, I saw countless Qingtian Divine Sect sorcerers looking around the forest like a great enemy, this deep forest was located in the original Wei Kingdom, although it was not large, but it also took about a day and a half to travel.

And now there are dozens of bodies of Qingtian Divine Sect sorcerers buried in this forest, when the sorcerers of Qingtian Divine Sect entered this forest, they were immediately assassinated, and the sorcerers used divine skills to borrow the power of heaven and earth, and the hands of Qingtian Haoyang fought against the enemy, but the physical body was no different from ordinary people, and if it was close to ordinary soldiers, it would only die.

This forest is a way to reach the front line, and the sorcerer does not associate with the cultivators, so he chooses this quiet path, and the most important thing is that the sorcerer can feel the magic while walking.

Now this forest has become the death penalty ground for these Qingtian Divine Sect magicians, they can't use divine arts, because they haven't even seen the shadow of the enemy until now, but they all know that these assassins must be from the Great Song Supervision Yuan, because this is the simplest question, and the Qingtian Divine Sect and the Great Song Dynasty have broken up.

The originally clear sky and bright sun shining in the forest made the deep forest produce an inexplicable terror, those birds and insects in the forest were like the sound of death, and those who hid in the secret assassination were carrying the scythe of death to put away their lives.

This time, the Blue Sky God Sect sent thirty sorcerers, and now there are only about thirteen left, they don't know what the front line is like, but now they are shrouded in death like soldiers on the front line.

A leaf slipped down and slowly fell to the ground, and then the Wind Rising Magicians couldn't fight in close combat, and one by one, the assassins in black appeared mercilessly slaughtering the lives of these Qingtian Divine Sect Magicians, they didn't think about resisting, but they couldn't cast spells in close combat, because every divine technique or the most common spell required a long time to prepare.

When the last thirteen sorcerers died under the daggers of those black-clad assassins, the blood had already stained the green grass red, and the smell of blood spread far away, and the fierce beasts in the forest were waiting for these powerful humans to leave.

Ten of the assassins left the forest after stabbing each of them again, and the feast of the beasts was left after the assassins left.

The southern land was stained red with blood, and the shadow of the war shrouded the heads of every inhabitant in the south, although they believed in the strength of the Qingtian Divine Sect, but now the Great Song Dynasty made them too afraid, assassinations, secret wars were everywhere, and at least about ten people died every day in the southern cities, and the priests of the Qingtian Divine Sect were killed at least ten people every day.

They are afraid, they are afraid, they are confused, but they are also the safest, because they are civilians, they are believers in Qingtian Haoyang, they do not belong to the Divine Religion, but they believe in Qingtian Haoyang, which is the guarantee that they are both afraid and safe.

On the fourth day, when a letter was transferred from the sorcerer's hand to Shenwu Hou's hand, Shenwu Hou looked at the class in the envelope and breathed a deep sigh of relief. After the sorcerer saw Shenwu Hou's expression, he knew the appearance in the envelope, and the Supervision Yuan's attack was still so vigorous and ruthless.

"It seems that the war in the south is coming to an end for a while," Shenwu Hou said.

The sorcerer smiled slightly and said, "The Qingtian Divine Sect is not sure that it will send any more sorcerers, and the assassins of the Supervision Yuan are terrifying, and they know about it."

Shenwu Hou nodded, not only did the letter only talk about the death of that group of magicians, but also in three days, there were at least more than twenty priests who died in all the cities in the south, and the Supervision Yuan was extremely ruthless and resolute, which was completely beyond Shenwu Hou's expectations, because Shenwu Hou didn't expect that the Supervision Yuan would have such a big move.

Zhao Feng looked at the directors of the four and six places in the first room of the Lin'an Supervision Institute and said, "The next thing is to do a good job in the assassination of the Great Song Dynasty by the Qingtian Divine Sect."

The Directors of the Fourth and Sixth Divisions nodded and left the room.

In the Cherry Blossom Mountain Range, Qingtian Haoyang Palace, the Qingye who is in charge of the Qingtian Haoyang Palace, and the Qingye who is in charge of the Qingyi Priest in the vein of Qingyi stand at each other, and now the Qingye is in charge of the sorcerer's lineage, so the person standing in the hall now is him. The main hall was dim, only the place where the master was bright, and the bright light illuminated the figure of the master Li Sha, which was huge, but Aoba knew that the real height of the master was actually only about one and a half meters.

"All thirty sorcerers died, and at least twenty priests died in various cities in the south," Aoba's voice was not loud, just enough to be heard by the master.

The Sect Leader was silent, but the light behind it was shining, and Sheng said that now the Sect Leader was very angry, ruling that the Divine Priest Yu Sorcerer belonged to the most secret and powerful institution of the Divine Sect. The three major divine seats are powerful, but the other two divine seats hidden in the darkness of the Qingtian Divine Sect are also extremely terrifying, and the divine throne hidden in the dark in history is the butcher's knife in the hands of the Qingtian Divine Sect.

The door opened, and a trace of the bright sun shone into the middle of the main hall, and a girl in a blood-colored robe walked in, the girl couldn't see her face clearly, but the natural aura was the breath of the sixth realm. The girl walked into the main hall and the door slowly closed, and the girl's footsteps sounded in the silent hall, and Aoba looked at the girl, and there was only a trace of disgust in her eyes.

"Judgment Divine Seat, you should know what to do" The voice of the master came out like thunder resounding throughout the hall.

That girl is the great priest on the throne of the Judgment Temple, and the inheritance of the Ruling Priest is very simple, whoever has a fist and a stool, but the world would not have thought that the current Judgment Priest is a girl.

The Grand Priest of the Ruling nodded and stopped talking.

There is a shrine in the valley not far from the Blue Sky Shrine in the Sakura Mountains, and the temple is made of stone, but the stone pillars in the square in front of the temple tell the truth about the temple. The darkest and bloodiest temple of the Qingtian Divine Sect in the past dynasties of the Judgment Temple is all the existence that has experienced death and walked through the corpse mountain, and the divine seat in the temple is even more stained with the blood of countless great priests.

In front of the temple square, more than a dozen cultivators wearing green robes were full of indifference, and the aura around them was even more evil, they looked at the black stone pillars at the top and bottom of the square, and then silently chanted something in their mouths, and after a while, when they finished praying, they disappeared into the square.

Compared with the war with the south, the north is now much calmer, and heavy snow began to fall on the wilderness in early December, and this heavy snow covered the traces of the previous autumn rains, and even covered the blood in the wilderness and forests.

The successive victories of the Northern Front of the Great Song Dynasty made the Southern Front of the Great Song Dynasty feel incomparably under pressure, and it was rumored that the Marquis of Shenwu was not the King of Qi after all, and he did not have such unparalleled military talent, but only those ministers above the court knew that the Southern Front was much more tired than the Northern Front.

After all, the north is only a war between ordinary armies so far, and there are no cultivators or sorcerers to join, so it seems easier, the snow in the wilderness is falling, and the Great Song army is now also changed into winter armor, otherwise the 300,000 troops of the Great Song Dynasty are not killed but frozen to death.

King Qi rode a horse, and countless generals around him followed, looking at the wilderness Zelin and feeling the cold of the heavy snowfall, he didn't understand what the true gods and aliens in the wilderness were thinking. Why is it that up to now, it is just a battle between ordinary cultivators, even if it is a war with the Buddha Kingdom, it is still like this, but he understands that the True God Alien Race must be planning something.

"I'm going back to Lin'an, the Holy Martial Marquis will come to take over, and there are many things that can't be relaxed," King Qi said.

The Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty personally issued an order to let the King of Qi return to Lin'an to sit in the military plane, and now the Great Song Dynasty has been in turmoil, believing that whether it is the Qingtian Divine Sect or the True God Alien Race, there must be a plan for the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, and it has been in the fertile land of the Central Plains for five hundred years, although the Great Song Dynasty is strong, but if there is really civil strife, everything will become a thing of the past.

Therefore, the emperor needs the king of Qi to return to Lin'an to sit in the military aircraft to prevent some villains from taking the opportunity to cause chaos within the Great Song Dynasty, the total strength of the Great Song Dynasty is one million, of which 600,000 are sent to the northern and southern fronts, of which there are 100,000 in the west, although the Buddha is now weakened but has to be defended, and the other 300,000 are in the Great Song Dynasty.

At that time, the rebellion of the Yunzhou family, the five major families still escaped, and a few people were not at ease with the Senate and the emperor, and now the Supervision Yuan was unable to start the domestic affairs of the Great Song Dynasty, and the Military Aircraft Department could not be without a king.

King Qi looked at the heavy snow and sighed in his heart: "After this snow is over, I hope the war will end"

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