Li Shangde's son is known for his beautiful life, the son of Li Tianhua, the lord of Fantasy City, who is good at using guns, and has defeated the Canghai Sword Saint Emperor with his liver and gallbladder Kunlun marksmanship. The young hero, the frontier of Rongma, is deeply trusted by the clansmen and is far from the temple.

In the 225th year of the world calendar, Li Shangde died in battle and his soul was shattered, and the demon army invaded the northern vast land under the leadership of the "Black Emperor" Wuge.

The allied forces of the city lords led by Li Tianhua went north, and in order to defend the power of the Xia king, they suffered an unprecedented defeat.

In the face of the ruthless iron hooves of the demon army, Bei Mingxuan, the general of the Xia Kingdom, played the Youwu Emperor Bing Baiyu and called Xiao Cao to come to the east to resist the demon army.

"When the blade of cold water is unsheathed, there is only one person in the world who can stop its edge. Living in the dead domain, regarded as a broken army, a general who dominates the world, he is the minister of Yinying, and has the ambition to annex the world. At the right time, the seven people of Xia Guo tried their best to stop it, but Bing Baiyu didn't listen and insisted on summoning Xiao Cao.

Xiao Cao, the courtier of the Nine Heavens Emperor Yinying, a famous general of the Litian Dynasty, Yinying took pills for longevity and fell ill violently, and the Litian Dynasty fell apart overnight.

Xiao Cao led the young prince to fight hard against the princes of the Eighteen Roads, and killed more than 100,000 enemies with 3,000 cavalry to shock the imperial capital Chaoge, and was finally sealed by the owner of the Cold Water Blade, the master of the Dustless Pavilion, and the famous witch at that time sealed the dead domain with the ancient forbidden art.

Ten years after Xiao Cao was sealed, the Litian Dynasty collapsed, and Beiyou, Southern Xinjiang, and Xichuan entered the eastern land, and the once richest land has been filled with flames since then, and countless people are looking forward to the return of the broken army and sweep away.

Today, the Northern Youxia Kingdom has unified the southern Xinjiang, Xichuan, and eastern soil for more than two hundred years, and the four worlds are called "Middle Earth", and there are demon domains in the north, and the demon clan territory has been fighting endlessly for generations to enter the Middle Earth, and there is another vast area in the southeast and west, which can be appreciated by non-ordinary people.

"However, the kingdom has been destroyed, and my lover has died, why should I come out here for the sake of the common people. Under the chaotic sky, Xiao Cao stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the starless night sky.

The Tsing Yi strategist standing behind him had a face as white as snow, and his lips were as thin as cicada wings, revealing a shallow smile: "When the son was defeated in the last battle under the sword of the master Heiya of Wuge, the cold water sword has since fallen into the demon clan, and the demon clan has never given up wanting to be the king of Middle-earth for thousands of years. ”

"Dust-free. Xiao Cao repeated, and the old days seemed to be flooding.

Four hundred and twenty-five years ago, he was the Nine Heavens Divine General who was in charge of the Shuai Yin of the Litian Dynasty, and was regarded as a broken army.

Four hundred and twenty-five years later, he is a dead country imprisoned in the Dead Realm, and the sword in his hand is still sharp.

It's just that.

It's just that he's old. The saddest thing in the world, the beauty is the twilight hero with white hair.

Xiao Cao stroked the hilt of the sword, the blood-red hilt of the sword, because of the blood.

Xiao Cao remembered that when he first got this sword, he was only a young man and rode the world alone.

met the young Yinying, fought with him for seven days and seven nights, and finally made peace and drank three altars of rain and flower dew. Meet again in the coming year.

He rode away with his gloomy servants, and he sat by the wild road and listened to the wind, wondering if there would be a place for him in the future.

"As you can see, my life is not long, even for this common people, I am powerless. Xiao Cao turned around and looked at the Tsing Yi strategist and asked, "Your cultivation is very good, the Bing family can have a strategist like you to assist, even if the demon clan can fight under Chaoge City, it will be in vain in the end." ”

"It's just a nameless junior, my name Xiao Zun doesn't have to take it to heart, do you really want to see the demon army occupy the great country and slaughter innocent people, I think even if the emperor is reborn, I would rather give up the mountains and rivers to the same clan again, and I am absolutely unwilling to let the demon army occupy a cent, our ancestors have fought for hundreds of years, but they have always hated the demon clan, and would rather die under the sword of their own people than die under the iron hooves of the alien race. The Tsing Yi strategist looked at Xiao Cao, and met the pair of eyes that had long since lost their murderous aura but were still terrifying, like a pool of water that calmly hid a fierce beast. It was like the calm black waters of the lake beneath his feet.

The faint starlight flows on the surface of the lake, making people walk on the ground.

Hidden under such a strange beauty is a lot of white bones.

Not many people know this secret.

The Tsing Yi Strategist is one of them.

"You said that the Emperor of Heaven was reborn. Xiao Cao laughed silently, "You are right, if he is reborn, he would indeed rather give up the mountains and rivers to the Bing family than see the demon army coming to the city again!"

The weeping blood sword came out, like a flying rainbow, stopping at the tip of the throat of the Tsing Yi strategist, and then an inch closer, seeing blood sealing the throat.

The Tsing Yi strategist's face was calm, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his eyebrows looked painful.

Xiao Cao turned around again, looked at the starry sky with his negative hand, and the weeping blood sword seemed to be brought back into the scabbard by an invisible hand, "You only have ten years to live, this is the price of your reckless words from the Emperor of Heaven, you think that a brilliant strategist should always have the ability to face the enemy without changing his face in order to convince a person." There are no desirable conditions, all the beautiful talk is just a family of words written by a historian, your cultivation is good, if it wasn't for the life-threatening just now, even I can't see what school you inherited, the world's resurgence is already your best bargaining chip for me, I let you take you alone, he has been born in the dead domain for ten years, he has grown up in the dead domain, there is no past and there will be no future. ”

"What's his name. The Tsing Yi strategist turned pale.

Xiao Cao turned around and replied calmly: "'Liyan' Venerable Phoenix, this secret is only known to you and me, and you will definitely laugh in vain when you see Huangquan in ten years." ”