The darkness in the north of the continent shrouded the heavens and the earth, even if the existence of Haoyang could still see the darkness in the north, and countless civilians in the south of the continent looked at the darkness in the north in fear and fear. Ice and Fire!Chinese. On the bloodstained plain, the crazy tribal warriors and the Great Song soldiers were still fighting with the weapons in their hands, and the tribe was crazy to rush into the city to avoid being swallowed by the darkness, and the Great Song soldiers used their weapons to resist and prevent this group of barbarians from entering.

The Great Song Dynasty and the Buddha Kingdom have already issued announcements that darkness will not enter their borders, but there are still many civilians who migrate to the south, because they feel that only the south can protect them because of the existence of the Qingtian Divine Cult.

After seeing the terrifying darkness for more than a month, the Buddha Kingdom finally signed a contract unconditionally, and the condition was that the border city of the Great Song Dynasty would give the residents of the Buddha Kingdom access to the life after all.

The Emperor and the Queen Mother of the Buddha Kingdom stood in the palace and looked at the increasingly noisy Buddha were silent, they were the Emperor and the Queen Mother of the Buddha Kingdom, and they were the symbol of the country, so they flowed down.

The abbot of Dalin Temple and the first one to preach the scriptures stood in the forbidden place of the back mountain, and the ancient Bodhi tree that grew again was silent, they saw the golden veins, and also saw the figure of the Buddha Shakya, there was no fear or fear, just standing there quietly, they knew what the darkness in the north represented, so they were waiting.

And now the Dalin Temple has long been empty, the monks in the temple have all been evacuated when the darkness is still a shadow, only a few tribes stubbornly stayed, Shakya Buddha sighed silently, but he can't do anything, Elysium has become history, and he only relies on this ancient Bodhi tree to survive.

The darkness did not think about the spread in the Great Song Dynasty, but thought about the spread of the Western Desert, after all, the master still exists, so it will not spread, but the Western Desert is different, the Buddhism is weakening, and there is no way to resist the invasion of the darkness, if you look at it from the sky, half of the Western Desert has now been eroded by the darkness, and the eroded cities have all become dead cities and become history.

The city that was close to the north and originally belonged to the remnants of Loulan has now become the past, and the tens of thousands of Loulan remnants have all died and become the real history, just like the Loulan civilization, it has become a corner of history, they can't hide from the darkness, dodge the attack of the eternal night, this terrifying vision came from the north and became the end of the continent.

On the bloodstained plain, the tribal warriors are becoming fewer and fewer, and the 300,000 army of the Great Song Dynasty is now only tens of thousands, and all of them are disabled, and the corpses of that drop tell the sorrow of this great war, and the sadness revealed by the red-dyed plains has nowhere to say.

Shengwu Hou stood on top of the city and looked at the fewer and fewer tribes, only sighed, this war was too cruel, easily took the lives of more than 500,000 people, the smell of blood in the air did not know when it would dissipate and turn into its original appearance, how could the countless corpses calm the desolation of nowhere to sigh.

"I curse the Great Song Dynasty to be broken, I curse the earth to be unkind, the earth is full of blood, I curse the world to become nothingness" When the last tribal warrior died under the weapons of the Great Song soldiers, such a curse also heralded the end of this battle, the earth wailed, and the sky rained heavily, as if crying for the more than 500,000 lives that died on this plain.

The curse that resounded through the heavens and the earth turned into a force with the anger and resentment of the tribe of 300,000 people, breaking through the sky and spreading to all parts of the continent. Shengwuhou looked at everything on the plain silently, he heard the curse, and also saw the black line flying towards the white sky, the curse, the endless resentment, Shengwuhou didn't know how to calm it, and didn't know what method to use to solve it, so he could only watch quietly.

And the generals around Shengwu Hou, the soldiers on the city wall and the soldiers on the plains were full of horror, and there was indescribable fear in their hearts, they watched in surprise at the black silk flying into the sky, and the roar that appeared out of thin air. So they were afraid, they were afraid that the soldiers on the plains began to run frantically towards their cities, and only then could they be at ease, and the soldiers on the city walls and countless generals collapsed to the ground, and their faces were afraid to speak.

"I have heard your curse and know your death. A voice suddenly rang out, resounding throughout the Bloodstained Plains.

I saw that those thin black lines melted into the sky more quickly after the sound sounded, causing cracks in the sky, making Haoyang begin to lose its brilliance, and the darkness that had stayed in the sky drawn by the master with his sword began to pour madly into the south, enveloping the wilderness and forest, making the trees wither, and making the earth lose its vitality.

In the Heavenly Taoist Temple, after the first thin black line melted into the sky, black spots began to appear all over the body, and then when the sky cracked, it began to weaken, from the beginning of coming to the world, Li Zizi began to weaken, but that weakness still made him strong, but now the weakness has begun to affect Li Zizi, so that he can slowly feel death, feel the fall of cultivation, because he was cursed in the kingdom of God, so he was angry, he panicked, and then the continent began to show signs, the wind swept across the continent, the cracks in the earth, and devoured life.

The believers in the Sakura Mountain Range knelt on the ground at this time, they felt the anger of Qingtian Haoyang, so they begged Qingtian Haoyang to calm their anger, and the Guan Zhu was still so calm, looking at the plums in the temple, the drunkard Taoist, and the sloppy Taoist, at this time, their whole body trembled, they still did not kneel, and the hidden powerhouse in the canyon in the back mountain, they were afraid, they were afraid, because of the anger of Qingtian Haoyang, they clearly felt it, so they were afraid, they were afraid.

Li Zizi walked out of the road, watching the disaster in the south, looking at the calm Da Song, looking at the north shrouded in darkness, and then waved his hand, all those black silks dissipated, but the blocking power made him extremely weak, as if the wave of his hand just now interrupted the blocking, but still couldn't stop the cursed power that had invaded.

"Piff, good calculation" Li Zizi's face was pale, but the anger on his face still could not be concealed by the paleness.

The curse is not only for Qingtian Haoyang, but also for the Great Song Dynasty, when the curse melts into the sky, it is also gradually integrated into the luck of the Great Song Dynasty, there are at least three veterans and two martial marquis in the Senate and the Military Aircraft Department, and there are nearly a layer of officials who died in the curse.

The Great Song Emperor stood silent in the imperial study, he naturally knew the curse, because he felt the change in his body, and also felt the changes in Lin'an City, the Taizu in the Lanwan Secret Realm was silent, he didn't know if all this was worth it, but now there was no room for recovery, the battle of the plains seemed to be going according to the flow, in fact, he knew that there was a shadow of the academy in the middle.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the canyon silently in the mountain behind the academy, he saw the trembling back of the master and a tear, just as Taizu thought, there is the shadow of the academy in the northern battlefield, it can be said that the battlefield was promoted by the academy at the beginning, the master looked at the book in front of the waterfall, the book that had not turned the page for a long time, his body trembled, and let the water droplets splashed by the waterfall wet his clothes.

The Master shed a tear and fell into the dull arm, and it was he who pushed the battlefield, so he felt guilty, and he hesitated, not knowing whether it was right or wrong.

In the Supervision Yuan, Zhao Feng saw everything, saw the dead aura that appeared in the bodies of the royal family members, saw the death of the officials who were close to the first layer, and saw the trembling and hesitation of the master, Zhao Feng didn't say anything, but there was helplessness, loss and helplessness on his face, and he wondered if it was really worth it.

Zhao Feng walked out of the Supervision Yuan, walked through the inner city, looked at the official mansion that had hung up the white sails, it was a memorial for those dead officials, Zhao Feng walked very slowly, passed by a patriarch's mansion, and then passed by a Wuhou mansion, Zhao Feng trembled every step he took, and every step fell was so heavy, as if the future was confused.

The death of nearly a layer of officials in the Great Song Dynasty spread throughout the Great Song Dynasty in one day, casting a shadow on the Great Song Dynasty, those officials may have no merits, but they have worked hard for the Great Song Dynasty all their lives, and the royal family members announced to the world that new officials and the inheritance of the Marquis of the Great Song Dynasty will not be paralyzed or affected.

Zhao Feng walked through the inner city in one day, walked to the outer city, Long Xiaoyu was accompanying her, she didn't know all this, but she knew his sadness, Xiao Huasheng Zhou Xuan stood on a street corner, looking at Zhao Feng and Long Xiaoyu, she was inexplicably lonely in her heart, she knew all this, and she also knew the sadness in his heart.

After walking through the inner city, Zhao Feng listened to the silence of the inner city being broken by the crying, looking at the painful and sad faces one after another, and asked himself in his heart, "Is it worth doing this, is it really worth it?"

Zhao Feng, accompanied by Long Xiaoyu, walked to the city wall of the outer city, looked at the peach mountain in the south, looked at the academy in the peach mountain, he didn't see the master's tears, but he saw the master's back trembling, and saw the master's thoughts, now Zhao Feng is not Huang Tian Baiyang, he is Zhao Feng of the Great Song Dynasty, so he has feelings, so he is asking himself if this is worth it.

"Da Song is like a child to Da Song," Tuo Man appeared next to Zhao Feng and whispered at some point.

"Second Senior Brother, I don't want to lose anyone anymore," Zhao Feng said

Tuo Man was silent, looked down at the city wall, looked at the majestic city, and then looked at the north, the place that was shrouded in darkness but still had a place still illuminated by the bright sun, that was the easternmost part of the wilderness, that was the most marginal place, where there was a girl waiting for her in the tribe, and that was also the place where her faith was.

"I won't lose, I'm waiting for me with you and her," Takuman said.