The carriage carrying Lin Xi was still moving, and Lin Xi still couldn't move in the dim carriage.

But time is flying, and it keeps passing.

The midsummer has passed, and it is gradually entering late autumn.

In the alternating time of summer and autumn of this year, the Yunqin people began to know that many earth-shattering events had taken place in the huge empire.

The general Wenda, who guarded the westernmost Biluo Mausoleum of the empire, forced the ancient Tang and Tibetan kingdoms to completely give up the Prajna Corridor, so that the fifteen departments of Xiyi did not dare to enter the Biluo Mausoleum again, and secretly colluded with the Xiyi Liukou to rebel, and even assassinated the prince.

The entire Zhengwu Division, that is, the military as the Yunqin people are accustomed to calling, carried out a major purge.

Seventeen officials of the third rank and above were dismissed, 21 officials of the sixth rank and above were executed, and some cases of killing border people and pretending to be leading the army under the pressure of the Biluoling border army were also rediscovered, and hundreds of extremely ordinary non-commissioned officers below the sixth rank were involved in the case, and all of them were executed or imprisoned in accordance with the law.

Not limited to the Zhengwu Division, the rest of the Yunqin Divisions have also made a lot of transfers in some ranks above the third grade.

The entire Yunqin Dynasty knew that the current saint had lost his mind because of the death of the crown prince, and even had a confrontation with the nine elders in the council hall, refusing to back down for half a step, and the final result was even limited to the day of the death of the old man surnamed Huang.

In other words, the old man surnamed Huang, who controlled most of the construction affairs of Yunqin, as well as many mines in Yunqin, and was strongly supported by Qingliu from all over Yunqin, also resisted with his own life, forcing Emperor Yunqin to retreat by half a step.

As early as last winter, before the Zhongzhou Imperial City began to plan for Emperor Yunqin's imperial drive to Qingluan Academy, the entire Yunqin Dynasty already knew that the life limit of this old man surnamed Huang was approaching, and he was already about to give up the position behind the heavy curtain. The entire Yunqin Dynasty has been secretly fighting for a long time because of this, and with the help of many forces, the forces that can finally sit in this position have become clear, either the Wen family or the Leng family.

All the smart people in the Yunqin Dynasty knew that the old man surnamed Huang who officially mentioned the word "closed eyes" had not been in this world for many days, so they were just waiting, waiting for the Wen family or the Leng family to finally sit in that position, and waiting for what kind of storm would be set off after the death of this old man surnamed Huang.

The emperor was furious and lost his mind, and some pillars of Yun Qin were at odds, almost breaking up, and the entire huge Yun Qin Empire was in turmoil, which made people panic outside the autumn equinox of this year, but the culprit of all this, Wen Ren, Cangyue, was still not punished.

Everyone knew that if Wenren Cangyue could be captured or killed, it would definitely reduce some of the emperor's anger and let him regain some of his senses, but Wenren Cangyue still disappeared without a trace in the encirclement and interception of the huge revenge machine of the Yunqin Empire.

......

The reckless Qiu has always come earlier than Yun Qin.

In many parts of Damang, where wheat and barley are already planted in the woods and on the water's edge, in many villages surrounded by walnut and apple trees, people who have been busy with farm work are already mending fences for livestock for the winter, and some people are painting large auspicious patterns in white ash on the earthen walls of the villages.

The wind pushed long strips of white clouds in the sky across the simple but equally majestic city of Damangwang.

On the border line far away from the city of Damangwang, in a village with wheat and barley, a thin middle-aged man wearing an old cloth robe and straw sandals with an ordinary face was walking through a threshing floor.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man with a somewhat wooden expression sensed something, and his entire body flew forward like a flowing cloud.

"Li Ku!"

At the same moment, a faint old shout sounded.

All the dry heaps on the threshing floor burned with this faint shout, and turned into blazing fireballs.

The tongue of fire was rolling, the fire was strange and ethereal, and the dense burdock growing on the edge of the threshing floor turned into strips of grease in the roll of the tongue of fire, turning into golden tongues of fire.

The hard ground also cracked, and the sand and gravel jumped up one by one, gathered in the flames, and rushed towards Li Ku's body.

There was a crackling and dense popping sound.

Flames and countless small but terrifying red gravel slammed into his body, and the ordinary moon-white old cloth robe on his body was suddenly full of holes.

The skin on his body suddenly had some burnt black marks.

However, there was no expression on his face, he didn't even turn his head for half a minute, but with the force of this blow, his whole body flew out of the ground at a speed unimaginable to the world, leaving all the flames behind him far behind.

A bamboo branch stabbed him in the cheek from the side.

When he first appeared in the air, it was just a slender cyan bamboo branch that looked like an ordinary green bamboo in the world, but when it flew more than ten feet in front of him, this bamboo branch turned red and burned, and the flames condensed into pieces of bamboo leaves, just like a burning magic bamboo growing in the void.

Li Ku frowned slightly, but he still didn't look at this magic bamboo.

With a slight touch of a finger in his right hand, there was a "bang" explosion, and an air mass wrapped all the magic bamboo, blowing it to pieces, and all the sparks were rolled upside down.

A terrible cry of anger rang out in the distance.

Li Ku's figure still didn't stop for half a minute, his body was still flying straight ahead, and this magic bamboo didn't even play any role in hindering him.

Countless crimson beads fluttered from the sky with a unique roar, falling like hailstones.

Then each bead vibrated and turned into a ball of flame, like a shrunken demon god, falling down, forming an unimaginable rain of fire.

Li Ku still didn't have any superfluous movements, and still walked forward in a straight line, or escaped.

Each spark hit his body with a slight sound, and the battered cloth on his body seemed to have all turned into black charred ash, but under the pressure of his body and the powerful forces around him, it was instead crushed into something almost stony.

The skin on his body turned a fiery red glow, like a ceramic embryo, burned for days and nights.

It's just these... It was not enough to stop Li Ku, who was watching shrimp on the side of the road and enlightening the Tao.

His speed still hasn't slowed down in the slightest.

At that moment, all the flames in front of him were opened.

A spinning flying sword, with a violent and domineering aura, struck straight at him.

The style of this flying sword is very ordinary, black and red, with no blades on either edge, just like a sword tire polished from the ordinary mountain stones of Purgatory Mountain.

This flying sword didn't even have a hilt, but at the end of the blade, there was a silver meteorite ball inlaid with it.

On this silver meteorite ball, it is like the runes of the sun, moon and stars that naturally grow.

This is the strongest flying sword in Purgatory Mountain, the Seven Yao Demon Sword!

Li Ku raised his head.

The moment he raised his head, his eyebrows and eyelashes were instantly burned to ashes by the flames.

A powerful force rushed out of his body and converged into his hands.

A peculiar ring appeared in his hand, a quaint ring of silver and reddish covered with silkworm-like runes.

"Duh!"

The ring and the Seven Demons slammed together, making a sound that didn't look like metal striking at all, just like the fleshy bodies of two gods and demons, slamming into each other.

The Seven Yao Demon Sword in front of him was shot out.

However, Li Ku's body also trembled lightly for the first time, shattering the air around him, and there was a slight pause.

The Qiyao Demon Sword stopped forcefully in the air in front of him, but with this stop, Li Ku knew that this Wenren Cangyue was indeed as powerful as the legend.

He knew that he could not get rid of this sword, and the entanglement of this person, the power accumulated in his body, no longer had any reservations, and all of them surged out of his body.

His forward body, the speed doubled again!

The ring in his hand emitted a strange red light, dazzling beyond the scorching sun in the sky at the moment, making the scorching sun in the sky seem to dim and turn into a blood moon.

All the flames in front of him collapsed in fear, and his gaze was fixed on the iron-like body of the moon in front of him.

Wen Ren's dark brows were also deeply furrowed.

For the first time in his life, General Wen Daren, who cultivated the most domineering close-quarters sword in the world, did not take the initiative to get close, but chose a defensive posture, at the moment when Li Ku broke through the fire, he also felt the deadly danger, and the power in his body also gushed out violently again, and the power of Lan Xing once again penetrated deep into his body, making his face seem to have many blue apricot blossoms blooming.

Under his furious power, the Qiyao Demon Sword in front of him no longer looked like a sword, but like an iron rod punished by heaven, smashing down towards Li Ku.

"Boom!"

The air between him and Li Ku all exploded in all directions, forming a spiral wind wave in circles.

"Duh!"

However, what made his pupils shrink instantly, Li Ku's ring collided with his flying sword, and the flying sword that gathered his powerful power was unstoppable at all, and was slapped out with a blow again.

Li Ku's face was slightly pale, and some blood came out of his nose, but the movement of his body did not stop in the slightest.

Hearing that the moon was screaming, the Qiyao flying sword swept.

"Duh!"

Qiyao Flying Sword didn't know where it was struck, and when he heard that Cangyue's body shook, he took two steps back, and a mouthful of blue blood spurted out of his mouth.

At this moment, a soft shout came from the distance.

A fire lotus came from behind with a wall of fire.

Seventeen figures swept in front of the moon that heard the people.

"Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!"....

Li Ku waved the ring in his hand, maintaining an attacking posture, blocking the body of the cultivator holding a powerful soul soldier in front of him to collapse one after another, and in an instant, seventeen soul soldiers and seventeen regiments of broken flesh and blood exploded, and he passed through this bloody rain corridor.

(There will be a more update later)