Turtle City.

Perhaps as early as the moment the body was reforged, the snowflakes in the sky stopped, but the yellow sand covered with thick snow, and the remnants of the qi machine never melted.

The white-haired man stood quietly outside the city, snow splashing on the peach petals and shaking on him as the wind suddenly rose.

Gu Changan closed his eyes gently, and frames of the past appeared in his mind, and his life of more than 20 years had been imprinted in his soul.

"Our Anxi Army has been holding on for so many years, just to see the mountains and rivers are unharmed, the country and the people are safe, and I don't know if I have the opportunity to see the peaceful and prosperous world."

"If you kill the enemy, you will become stronger, I will put the rope of death on my neck, I will not kill the land immortals, who will punish this group of self-proclaimed heavenly immortals?"

He muttered under his breath, then smiled:

"Before I went to Huajue Alley, I thought I would never be able to leave you, but now I find that you are a little annoying, why is it always you?"

"Okay, fight again with me, and take Anxi's heroic soul to the Barbarian Holy City to be chic."

An endless stream of sword qi flowed out from one sleeve.

The sunset twilight abruptly changed, and the sky was gloomy and dark.

If you go against the sky, there will be a vast vision.

Thundered!

The ground shook, the four corners of the city wall roared like thunder, and the yellow sand in the city swept away.

Gu Changan's robe sleeves were stained with blood, he was under the heavy pressure brought by the Heaven and Earth Qi Machine, and the arm in the sleeve tube trembled violently.

He remembered the "cicada".

Buried in the ground for ten years, breaking through the dirt, and living only one summer.

Maybe it's to breed offspring, but the world prefers to believe that the cicada wants to see the world and the sun, and the hustle and bustle that lasts for a summer is the last pride of its life.

If there are no cicadas in summer, there will be less beauty.

"Breaking through the ground."

"If you only live for one summer, you have to be vigorous!"

Gu Changan put his hands together as a sword, and there was a majestic sword aura as thick as a thousand-year-old locust tree, and the snow was dazzling.

Rise!

The clouds grew darker and lower, faintly pressing down on the desert.

The city of Guizi staggered, and the peach trees took the lead in rising from the ground.

Gu Changan was covered in blood, thousands of wisps of sword qi wrapped around the mottled city wall, his knees bent for a moment, and then blood gushed out.

"Every brick here, every piece of wood here, every mountain, what is something I am not familiar with, where is there no trace of my walking?"

Gu Changan's face was faintly hideous due to the severe pain, and he turned into a sword qi and flew to the cemetery at the foot of the mountain along the city gate, going around the entire city.

Suddenly.

The wind howled, and the thunder roared.

Piles of dark clouds burned like black flames in the boundless sky, and lightning snaked like fiery snakes in the desert.

[To tell the truth, I've been reading and chasing more with wild fruits recently, switching sources, reading aloud with more timbre, Android and Apple are available.] 】

"Get up for me!

”

Rumble!

The lonely city broke ground.

This power is so scorching, like magma that has just erupted from a volcanic crater, it is so great that it destroys everything.

The white-haired bloody man stood up and took a step with difficulty.

An entire city moved in the sword net.

This is the most shocking scene since the beginning of the world, the sky is as dark as the end of the world, the sky dome lightning staggered and falls, and the bloody man falters.

One-step.

Two steps.

The pace is getting faster and faster, and ten thousand wisps of sword qi are like ten thousand arrows.

Gu Changan relied on his sword qi to control the sky, and Qiuzi City was out of the ground inch by inch, about ten zhang from the ground, and moved slowly like that.

During the Wu Zetian period, the city of Qiuzi was built to defend the Western Regions, and the surrounding tribes all surrendered.

After the Anshi Rebellion, Qiuzi City was isolated in the Western Regions, and the desert no longer had its former glory.

It stood there from beginning to end.

It's persistence, but it's also stubborn!

Maintain the dignity of the Chinese nation and defend the last glory of the glorious Tang Dynasty with blood.

It has experienced the most glorious worship of all nations in history, and has also endured 65 years of desperate suffering.

But today, it's gone.

Maybe never to return.

But it will come in a way

In a more unruly way, to compose an epic movement of the Chinese spirit!

The sword qi and the thunder and lightning pressed each other and covered each other, colliding repeatedly, accompanied by a pillar of blood light, and the bloody city wall of dozens of miles long trudged through the power of the sky.

The Enlightened Monk who was stationed in the old Adjudicator's Mansion saw that the Heavenly Lord was rarely angry, so he rushed to investigate in the direction of the Heaven and Earth Qi Machine.

This look, fainting directly.

It wasn't that he was injured by the sword qi, but he was stunned.

That kind of horror had already suffocated him with horror in the moments before he fell unconscious.

Lord, what have I seen......

Hold up the city!

That's a fucking city!

！

Gu Changan's eyes were scarlet, and he separated a sword qi and burned this monk.

He was so painful that he didn't feel it anymore, but he has never lacked perseverance, Yugong moving mountains and Jingwei reclamation may be ancient fictional stories, but moving cities will never be.

It can't be either!

……

On the Yanmen Pass Plain, the raindrops the size of soybeans are dense, and the colorful light shines on the pass, and the monks from the north and south of the river continue to come.

All the enthusiasm and indignation, the moment they saw the Heaven Destroying Formation, they turned into powerlessness and humiliation.

If the Yanmen Gate collapses, the Central Plains will be difficult to rise, and it will almost be thrown into the eighteenth-story hell!

The desperation of this moment is unprecedented.

Despite being insulted and spurned, the old man remained unmoved, always insisting on the idea of saving the common people peacefully, trying to convince thousands of people and his comrades.

"In the current situation, Gu Changan is the most vicious, if he hadn't provoked the empire, how could the land immortals have stepped into the Central Plains?"

"Will the levee open a gap to stop the surging river? If the land immortals disregard their own body cultivation as Dao Hearts and begin to wantonly slaughter the Central Plains, what resistance will mortals have? ”

Mei Shougeng's voice became louder and louder, and his face became more and more determined, like Huang Zhong Dalu, who was angry.

Beiliang Ruan Xian's expression was gloomy, and he said coldly:

"Running around for the barbarians, even more regardless of the hardships, walking in the swampy and rugged area, only thinking about the surrender of the Central Plains, you are really exhausted and exhausted!"

"Ruan Sheng!" Mei Shougeng roared in the face of the rainstorm:

"Thousands of merits, let people comment, the old man is worthy of the people of the nation, and the only way to save the country is the old man!

”

"Please save the common people from the butcher's knife!"

Ruan Xian's chest rose and fell violently, and he could no longer control his disgust, and pointed at him word by word:

"Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be wasted!

”

"Stubbornly old-fashioned, wait for the damn!" Mei Shougeng was also furious, the two silkworm eyebrows were twisted and twisted, and said hysterically:

"Where is Gu Changan? You know, I know, the whole world knows! ”

"He's going to spoil the Holy City again, what can he get in exchange for a moment's pleasure? National dignity? ”

"The holy city is full of blood, then the thousand-mile city wall built by Qin Shi Huang will be wiped out, and every young face here will be separated from the yin and yang of his family, so this is the result you want?"

"The more fierce Gu Chang'an's resistance becomes, the nation will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and in the future history books, no descendants will regard him as the culprit!

”

The land immortal behind him shook his head when he heard this, and he was worthy of being a generation of wizards, Duke Mei, and he was indeed the best lobbyist in the empire.

It makes so much sense!

If it weren't for the Han slaves of the old world, the empire might not be so desperate, what do you say he would be resisting for?

The plains fell into a dead silence.

Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded:

"Dare to ask Duke Mei, if your old mother is captured by the barbarians, it is a mistake to dare to resist when she is ruined?"

It is one of the most ordinary monks in Shu.

Maybe some people in the other six countries will be bewitched and shaken their will, but the tens of millions of people in Shu will definitely not, let the traitor's tongue bloom lotus, and they will not want to change their beliefs.

Gu Yingying has the grace to save the country in Shudi!

Without him that night in the Holy City, how could the barbarian army on all sides of Shu withdraw its troops.

"Why don't you answer?" The monk's eyes widened.

Mei Shougeng was silent, and then sighed:

"It's different."

"What's the difference?" The monk was unabated and roared and asked:

"According to you, rebellion is sin, and rebellion will make the barbarians more ferocious, so your old mother should close her eyes and enjoy it, right?"

"You ......" was insulted like this, Mei Shougeng was speechless, where can some words be spoken, resistance is death, if you don't resist, there is still a way to live, and you will die in vain for a while.

Emperor Zhao walked around the ermine temple, stared at Mei Shougeng through the rain curtain, and said sharply:

"You are trying in vain to clear your name for the crime of defecting to the enemy, so you want the entire Shenzhou to sink together, and everyone will be a slave mount for the barbarians, and you will go out of your way to extinguish the most dazzling lights in the Shenzhou Continent."

"You not only want to destroy Gu Chang'an, but also destroy the civilization identity, national consciousness and spirit of resistance condensed behind the national heroes!"

"Everyone submits with you, and you can make your surrender into the so-called obedience to the destiny of heaven, with peace of mind and a clear conscience."

"Right and wrong, black and white, reversed to this point, chilling!

”

Without waiting for Mei Shougeng to speak, he roared again:

"Young and ambitious, beheaded and assassinated on the street without accountability, the twenty-three-year-old Jinluan Palace was crowned the champion, and his father thought that you were defeated and martyred, and he buried you with a national ceremony, and he gave you mercy to the Mei family!"

"You dare to be presumptuous in front of me now?"

Emperor Zhao's voice was like thunder, and the stirring did not stop.

Yixi's words were not just to humiliate Mei Shougeng, but to stabilize people's hearts, and he had already noticed that many monks were shaken in the mighty and brutal power.

Mei Shougeng bowed his head slightly, he really didn't have the face to face Zhao Guo, he staggered away, and said softly:

"Go with the general trend and hold up; Go against the general trend and disappear. ”

"You want to go down in history as heroes, but please think about the common people."

Right now.

The hundred schools of thought contended that the formation poured out golden words like fists, bright and majestic, and they all blasted towards the old man in the rain curtain.

"Never be confused by the heresies of villains, and not be moved by the sophistry of traitors."

"The descendants of the Central Plains move forward and take responsibility, bow and do their best, there is the will of the Holy Lord, and the transmission of loyalty and righteousness is investigated!"

Confucian immortals, with a heavenly constitution in their mouths, follow their words.

Mei Shougeng remained motionless, letting the golden words fall.

"Hahaha, how dare an ant hurt the Duke of my empire."

Julius Caesar, who was sitting cross-legged, opened and closed his eyes, and the gray light turned into an extremely fast gray chain, easily entangled in golden characters, and the majestic qi turned into invisible.

"See?"

"Master, in the eyes of the abyss, you are nothing more than an ant."

Mei Shougeng's expression was neither happy nor sad, and he walked back to the pass with the land immortals.

Countless monks on the plains were pale, and the blow of the master just now also used the power of the formation, and was actually cracked by the barbarians, and the barbarians had more than ten land immortals......

"The Central Plains inherits my will and digs the ancestral grave of the Mei family!"

"List Mei Shougeng's evil deeds one by one and comfort his ancestors!"

"I'm telling you, it's a personal vendetta."

The noble empress wearing a crown and a dragon robe hung in the air, coldly looking at the figure that was gradually moving away.

Mei Shougeng's steps were stiff, and he smiled bitterly, where did the personal enmity come from, could it be to insult Gu Changan?

He has no intention of persuading again, and no matter how great his belief is, it will eventually be wiped out by the cruel reality.

The ancestors of the Mei family will also understand their good intentions.

If you can't go straight, you really have to hit and die, so you can only take a detour!

"Mei Gong, I'll go with you!" A great master monk swept the ground and rushed towards the old man in a Confucian shirt as if he were crazy.

He was really scared.

I thought that I was fearless and could sacrifice myself for the nation, but I could see those magnificent immortal figures and those radiant heavenly gates, and I really felt my insignificance.

Yanmen Pass will definitely be destroyed, the city wall will collapse, the Central Plains will sink, and if you don't find a way out in time, it may be too late.

Suddenly.

Dozens more monks rushed out of the plain, almost unstoppable and rushed to the light, and they wanted to flee from the darkness.

The Hundred Schools of Thought Formation trembled slightly, and it returned to normal in an instant, but the expressions of the monks of each family were dark, and they were heavy for a moment

Newly put your mind into it.

Ruan Xian and the others clenched their heads, but they never made a move, at the moment of confrontation in the barbarian Central Plains, how could they bear to kill their national comrades with their own hands, although they had rebelled, their fists could not be swung out.

Hundreds.

Two thousand.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like a swarm of fleeing ants, densely packed, without looking back.

Among them, there are also the magnates of the Six Kingdoms, the people of the Gate Valve Clan in the past thousand years, including the peak of the three enlightened people in the rivers and lakes, and they are almost saints.

They all fled.

The plain was slowly quiet like a tomb, and the huge raindrops did not extinguish the blood, but it was this scene that made countless children in the Central Plains feel broken and painful.

After all, defection is a minority, although it is a minority, but there are two thousand monks with martial arts!

The races of the world stood in the mountains behind the pass, looking at the Dongtu monks who were rushing towards the light one by one, and suddenly gloated and smiled.

It turns out that when disaster strikes, everyone is the same, regardless of race and civilization, there is no high or low, and it is human nature to be afraid of death!

In the past, I was inferior and regretted that the dynasty surrendered too quickly, but now that I think about it, I am glad that I surrendered early and can still occupy a good position in the empire.

Emperor Uta-kuni and Princess Silla looked at each other, and the latter laughed:

"Would you like to sacrifice your life for the country and go to the country?"

"Wish!"

"Heroic sacrifice without regret?"

"No regrets!"

"Donate a horse to the border soldiers."

"Forget it, I do have a horse."

Emperor Uta laughed unscrupulously and pointed at the desperate Plains monks, "When the Yanmen Gate collapses, I guarantee that there will be many surrenderers." ”

The former big brother also bent over.

Our little brother on an island is not ashamed.

To be honest, it is normal, no matter how tenacious the Chinese nation is, it is also composed of individuals, and if it is a person, it will have weaknesses and fear.

More than a dozen land immortals and nearly thirty saints were lined up in the pass, and the heavenly gate was constantly flowing with qi, wouldn't this kind of deterrent power be terrifying?

Moreover, Duke May's bitter words also played a great role, giving the surrendered people a step, as for the peace and salvation he preached, it was just a ridiculous idealist.

"It's too late to surrender." Princess Silla was expressionless, "You don't know how to extinguish the fire when you burn your eyebrows?" ”

"No!" Emperor Uta suddenly took a step closer and said in a low voice:

"No matter what, it's a good thing that the Central Plains can surrender on a large scale, and we can unite in the east to fight against that group of fair-skinned and blond savages."

Princess Silla nodded her chin when she heard this.

Don't think about recovering the old land, now there is a contradiction in the empire that is the confrontation of skin color, they used to suffer a lot from yellow skin, after all, without the big brother of the Central Plains, they may be able to grasp some right to speak in the future.

In the future, there will be fierce competition between the East and the West, and the winner will occupy more resources and seek more benefits for the people.

At the radiant pass, the old woman with a cane glanced at the crown of the god of heaven, and asked with a smile:

"Take it."

"Kill!

Tuoba Tianxia's tone is incomprehensible.

She has always advocated the use of extremely primitive and bloody means to wreak havoc on the Central Plains, making the Central Plains a hell on earth, which is the consequence of stubborn resistance.

The old woman's expression was displeased, and she said in a deep voice:

"There is no news from the Holy City for the time being, and I don't know if Gu Chang'an has gone or not, this is definitely the calm before the storm."

"With less resistance on this side, we can draw up our strength to reduce the damage to the Holy City."

After a pause, she said meaningfully:

"When the matter is over, they can be dealt with with by a casual reason, why don't you bow to the cross after submitting to the empire? Damn it! ”

Tuoba was silent for a long time, and said:

"Let them bathe in the light!"

Two thousand monks approached the mountains, their faces hot, but they felt like they had never felt before—

Security!

Yes, there is no more danger of dying at any time, let's talk barbarian in the future.

Mei Shougeng's face was tense and he was not happy, he was different from this group of people, he was a detour to save the country, and this group of people was just afraid of death.

But after all, it is a strength, and he will cherish the fire of these Chinese nations.

Rumble!

A blazing light rang out in the distance, and Caesar the Great's sister, Cersei Cable, flew by at incredible speed.

She landed heavily on the pass, waking Julius Caesar at the center of the formation.

"Oh my God......" Cersei Grey Boy shrunk suddenly, her lower lip bitten out of her own tongue and blood.

"What's wrong?" Julius Caesar's voice was hurried.

The abyssal giants were uneasy, and the hands and feet of Tuoba were stiff at the same time.

This *** is a land fairy, what is there in the world that can make her look so frightened?

"The city is coming!"

Cersei's face was full of shock, and the scene she saw at the Jade Gate Pass always echoed in her mind.

"What city?" Tuoba asked urgently.

"Turtle City." Cersei endures her heart, which is completely beyond imagination.

In the past, the ghost hero could still be understood as Gu Hannu was a monster, after all, people and ghosts have different paths, no matter how shocking they are, they will try to convince themselves.

Supporting a city is a different story.

It's people who know how to lift things.

A mortal holds up a crown as an overlord, and a monk lifts a boulder, but when a man carries a city, he flies over......

That's a city!

"What the hell are you talking about??" Julius Caesar's face was full of rage.

So the old monsters of the abyss are all anxious, is the holy city a river of blood, or is it where it has been ruined again?

"Gu Chang'an, holding Qiuzi City in one hand, slowly flew towards Yanmen Pass."

Cersei spoke almost word by word.

"How is that possible!

Tuoba screamed loudly, and he wouldn't believe it at all.