On the long plain, the mighty white-armored army gathered together, without seeing the head and the tail.

There are people riding cranes hovering in the sky above the army, and there are people patrolling with two-headed giant wolves around them, and they are waiting for them.

Reinforcements from the Black Cliff ten miles away had arrived, led by Hong Yuze, and had begun to join the defeated Black Armor Guards.

The sound of the trumpet that stretched for thousands of miles suddenly sounded, and the white army moved forward quickly under the command, rolling towards the black armor guard like a tidal wave.

The Black Cliff side was not knocked down by the recent defeat, they were still fighting high, facing the white army.

It seemed that this was destined to be another shocking battle, but just as the two sides were about to collide, something happened about to happen.

A roar sounded on the flanks of the Black Cliff army, as if thousands of troops were rushing to kill, and the golden-eyed eagles in the sky neighed violently, circling in warning.

I saw a middle-aged man soar into the air from the black armor army, stepped on the body of the golden-eyed eagle that swooped down, and appeared in the sky a moment later.

He looked into the distance, and a red river appeared in his field of vision, and in the blink of an eye, the red river became clear, and it was a vast army of red armor, and the guards rushed to the sky with all their arrogance.

"Mansion Master, there is a red-armored army from the south, like people from Wujiabao!" the middle-aged man's voice was full of anxiety and panic.

In front of this person, a middle-aged man with a slender body and a resolute face stood proudly, he was dressed in a black robe, and his aura was magnificent, and he looked calm.

This person is none other than Hong Yuze, the lord of the Black Cliff Mansion, who is very spicy, has a far-reaching reputation for murder, and is an extremely powerful spiritual cultivator.

At his feet was a Darkiron chariot, huge in size, pulled by eight sturdy winds.

"Wu Jiabao, it seems that they have been planning for a long time!" Hong Yuze was covered in purple energy, not angry and arrogant, which brought tremendous pressure to the people around him.

He thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to panic, they don't really want to go to war, they're just here for those three thousand flowers!"

"Three thousand flowers, could it be that the doomsday is coming?" someone was shocked and exclaimed in a low voice.

Hong Yuze's face was solemn, and he said with a solemn face: "The Dao Flower should still bloom in the Long Plain, and the Dao Flower can only bloom once in three thousand years, it is so beautiful, but it is also the culprit of the Doomsday Tribulation!"

"Mansion Master, we can't retreat!

Although Hong Yuze smiled faintly, he could be angry in the sky, and he ordered: "The army retreats a hundred miles, send the Golden Eye Eagle to investigate, and send the 'Dragon Wolf Army' to block ......"

As his orders were issued one by one, the drums beat and the trumpets sounded, and the Blackarmor began to retreat in an orderly manner.

When the army of Heming Valley arrived, there were only countless dragon and wolf armies that came and went like the wind to stop them, and the army of Black Cliff had gradually drifted away and slowly disappeared.

At the same time, Wujiabao's army was also killed, but they did not mean to continue the pursuit, but set up camp on the spot.

There is a camp between Wujiabao and the army of Heming Valley, which is heavily guarded, and there are spiritual cultivators guarding the open and dark places.

In the center of the camp is a huge tent, in which dozens of people are sitting on both sides of the camp drinking and talking.

One of them has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his head is as big as a bucket, and he speaks with an urn and a loud voice, and the eardrums of everyone are painful, his name is Wu Heng, and he is the owner of Wujiabao.

I saw him pour down with a jar of fine wine, all of which entered his belly, and after being satisfied, he exclaimed even more refreshment.

"Friends of Heming Valley, don't blame someone Wu for not chasing the Black Armor Army, it's too far away from my Wujiabao, and most soldiers don't want to bury themselves here!" Wu Heng explained loudly.

Opposite him sat the valley lord of the Crane Singing Valley.

Hearing this, Hua Wentian did not mean to blame, but said with a smile: "Lord Wu Bao is really too outward, if it weren't for your timely support, we don't know how many brothers will die in Heming Valley......"

These two people are talking to me and saying some polite words, and everyone next to them is also happy and like a family.

"This time the black cliff retreated a hundred miles away, we have achieved our goal, it is really unwise to continue to fight with them, and then we will rectify the military affairs and take over the Long Plains, and the resources here will be distributed according to our prior agreement, I don't know if the lord of Wubao is still satisfied?"

Wu Heng nodded and said: "This is very good, but the Black Cliff has been secretly in contact with the Mountain of No Return, and I heard that there is a share of the Mountain of No Return in this mining area, I don't know if this news is true or false?"

Hua Wentian's face was a little solemn, he nodded and said: "I have received the news that the army of the Mountain of No Return has been drawn out, and it will come to meet the Black Cliff in the near future, but there is no need to worry, the Dao flower will bloom, presumably they are not willing to make a big move, after all, the distance between the Mountain of No Return and this place is also very far away." ”

"Alas, the three thousand flowers are about to bloom again, I don't know how many lives and how many people have died in this catastrophe! That Hong Yuze is not the master of the loss, when the mountain of no return comes, if they want to recapture the Great Plains, we will share this place equally with them!" Wu Heng said.

His mind is very clear, he wants to get resources, but he is not willing to take his life, although the people present are all full of red light, but the people of Heming Valley have already despised the people of Wujiabao to the bones.

However, Heming Valley didn't dare to say anything, after all, the situation was stronger than people, and without Wujiabao's containment, Heiya would definitely fight back, and I don't know how many soldiers will die when the time comes.

In the middle of the crowd there was a stone table, on which there was a jade box, and in the jade box was filled with crystal green Tianxin grass.

It is said that Tianxin grass is born by collecting the aura of heaven and earth, does not bloom, does not bear fruit, and maintains the most perfect state from birth to death.

But at this moment, the Tianxin grass in the jade box was full of small flowers, and there were seven petals, each piece of which was crystal clear, exuding a faint colorful light.

Not only here, but all the Tianxin grasses in the wilderness are like this, and the flowers are bright and colorful.

Someone stared at these beautiful little flowers, fascinated, and she murmured, "When the flowers fall, will everything still be so beautiful?"

"After the flowers fall, the Tianxin grass will slowly die, and the three thousand flowers will open at the same time, shaking the nine heavens, and the colorful light will cover the world, and it will endure for a long time, and that is the most beautiful moment!"

"And what about after the flowers fall?"

Someone sighed, "The Dao flower is gone, the doomsday is coming, the heavens and the earth are afraid of sorrow, the lives are devastated, no one can be spared, even our spiritual cultivators will enter a period of weakness, the realm will plummet, and all the strength will not be one in ten!"

"Is there no way to survive this?"

"Yes, the heavens will always leave us a glimmer of life, when the three thousand flowers open, the infinite power in the underworld will open a road to the ancients, legend has it that on that road there are many living in the ancient times of the Bixia grass, bring out the Bixia grass to make a soup, drink this soup can resist the catastrophe. ”

After a while, there were four or five people gathered here, some of whom didn't know about the Three Thousand Flowers, and they didn't know about the Doomsday Tribulation, and they all listened and had questions.

"Sister, I've heard that you can survive in those large cities, right?"

A middle-aged woman was charming and colorful, full of seductive aura all over her body, she smiled lightly and said: "It should be true, there is a Tower of Babel in the city closest to us, and I heard that the giant tower fell from the void ten thousand years ago, dispelling the aura of the catastrophe, so that people can survive." And that Wangding City is guarded by a three-legged tripod, which can also resist the catastrophe, and the Demon Seal City farther away is guarded by the Demon Heaven Great Seal, and the Heavenly Spear City has a golden big spear to guard ......"

The people were envious, and they really wanted to live in those cities.

However, everyone also knew that this was impossible, because spirit gatherers and spiritual cultivators could not enter and exit those cities casually, and even if they entered, they would be monitored by special personnel, and they would have to retreat automatically within a certain period of time, otherwise they would be surrounded and killed.

Someone else said, "I've heard them say that there are many places outside the wilderness, is that true?"

"Yes, I once read in a book that there are many places outside the wild land, there are the boundless Unfixed Sea, the vast Dongtuo Plain, the Iron-Blood Continent with huge mountains, the Demon Blood Continent full of demonic blood, and the Yunjin Continent full of vitality everywhere......

"Yes, but no matter where you are, the doomsday will come, and countless people will repeat the tragedy of 3,000 years ago, turning into dry bones and having no chance of survival. ”

Hearing these words, some people have secretly made up their minds that they must embark on the path to the Ancient Lands and collect enough Bixia grass.

"Three thousand years ago, the Dao flower bloomed in the Long Plains, presumably this time will be no exception, we occupy this place and have enough right to speak, and when the doomsday comes, people will die in large numbers, there are not enough mine slaves for us to drive, and there are not so many prisoners to help us plant crops, before this we must accumulate a lot of resources, so as to survive better in the catastrophe, and establish a more stable force after the catastrophe. Someone said.

And some people didn't understand until this time why they had to risk their lives to attack the Great Plains.

Time passed slowly in the midst of everyone's discussions, and the flowers of Tianxin grass became more gorgeous, and when they were at their peak, they would quickly decay.

At this time, Yang Ling was hiding in the wilderness, he was far away from the armies of both sides, and found a hidden place to rest, he was waiting, wanting to see what these people were going to do next.

Babel Castle

In the He Mansion, He Lie was lying on the bed, the huge bed was enough to accommodate ten people at the same time, and beside him, the warblers and swallows were boundless.

Under the service of these women, he was very comfortable, holding a piece of cyan jade in his hand, and there was an emerald green mist condensed into silk in the jade, constantly releasing vitality.

This is a piece of 'Xiusheng Qingzhu Jade', which is very rare and can rhyme with health regimens.

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and a beautiful woman hurriedly walked in and whispered in his ear.

After a while, the pink rouges in the house were all driven away, and then He Qianquan, the current head of the He family, walked in.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" He Lie hurriedly got dressed.

He Qianquan snorted coldly: "What, do you think I disturbed your erosive life?"

He Lie hurriedly laughed and pulled his grandfather's arm to coquettishly.

"You have just succeeded in transferring your bloodline, and if you don't meditate and cultivate well, you sing songs every night, be careful that your foundation is unstable, and you will lay a disaster for the future bone refining and spirit gathering!"

Hearing He Qianquan's stern warning, He Lie nodded yes, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

"You have to consolidate it well recently, the Bone Refining Spirit Gathering Spirit is going to be pushed back, and there are some mistakes in the Spirit Attracting Fruit and other materials that our clan helped you prepare,"

He Lie was furious and shouted, "What? Whoever dares to rob my clan must kill him!"

He Lie may never know in his life that the person who snatched those heavenly treasures was Yang Ling, and the reason was because the person they entrusted wanted to snatch other people's spiritual fruits.

really lost his wife and lost his soldiers, and the cause and effect of it are unclear.

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