Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Old World Finally Rides on the Abyss, and the Queen of Judgment on the Tower of the City [I]

The moment when the seventy-mile city wall is out of the palm of your hand.

The storm was terrifying, the lightning was winding, and the black clouds of the thunder pillar all disappeared, disappearing into the sky without a trace.

Turning to reflect the beautiful stars in the sky, it was obviously broad daylight, but the stars were exceptionally bright.

The people of the Holy City were dumbfounded, standing like clay sculptures, feeling the suffocating oppression.

The gods who hid on the spiral staircase turned pale and looked up at the blood-colored walls that covered them.

Three hundred zhang.

Two hundred zhang.

Fifty zhang ......

"God, Lord."

The fleeing cultivators slumped into the dense forest, their feet limp, their rotten vines wrapped around their wrists like ropes of death.

"Nope!

Whether it's blonde curly hair or black skin and white skin, they all let out a heart-rending wail at this moment.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth freeze, and the picture freezes.

A long time ago, it came to the world without warning, the world was like a Pandora's box that suddenly opened, the order was subverted, the race was sinking, and every corner of the world seemed to float a wisp of terror that everyone was in danger.

It is the master of all things in heaven and earth, it is irresistible, unsurpassable, and invincible!

The world often wonders what if one day, a malicious adversary steps into the abyssal castle.

Today, decades have passed.

He's coming!

The people of the Holy City shrank suddenly.

The people of the Three Kingdoms of Shenzhou stared at it for a moment.

Rumble!

There was a terrifying loud bang that could be called a storm of earth.

Katsa –

Ancient trees are broken.

Thundered!

The majestic castle collapsed.

In fact, it was just a snap of the fingers, and the speed at which the city of Guizi fell was incredible.

But it is precisely this snap of the fingers that makes the world capture the beautiful things slowly shatter.

The castle, which was originally known as a taboo-like existence, was also like an ordinary house, and it collapsed.

It turns out that those cultivators who are high up in the sky will also collapse on the ground and beg for mercy before they die.

In fact......

When the cloak of the divine is peeled off, all men are the same.

Bang!

The final rumor is gaining momentum!

Heaven and earth are full of flying rubble and broken wood, mighty, like magma that has just erupted from a crater.

The dust settled.

The seventy-mile city wall collapsed on all sides, the old houses in the lonely city were turned into powder, the streets were cracked, and the yellow sand danced, but it was riding on the head of the abyss.

Yes.

Blatant suppression!

Looking from the direction of the pilgrimage, there was only a blood moon left in the abyss, which was completely integrated with the blood-colored city wall.

It's quiet.

A long dead silence.

The people who saw this scene were only shocked and frightened, and the hair stood on end.

I thought it was an illusion in a daze, but when I saw the man with only a bloody skeleton left, the people were numb like the walking dead.

He won.

He cruelly deceived himself, deceived the wrath of heaven with pieces of flesh and blood, and finally smashed his home into the abyss.

"Are Old World Undertakers qualified to say no?"

Gu Changan stumbled and staggered when he walked, and the internal organs in the cultivator's body began to heal slowly due to the stoneing of the cultivator, and his voice was still hoarse and dark.

"Can I say no?" He repeated.

Then he wiped the blood from his face, stared at the devastated abyss, showed a long-overdue smile, and said loudly:

"My grandfather died in battle, my father and mother died in battle, and my comrades who fought side by side died heroically in this city, and died on your heads."

"When I was young, I wanted to kill myself to get rid of it, but I still said no, I have to fulfill the last wish of the Anxi Army to stick to it for 65 years."

"The bones have returned home, the mission has ended, I, Gu Chang'an, want to take another step forward for the Chinese nation, I said not to kneel, not to bend down, not to wear a dog leash."

"At this moment, am I qualified to say to Gu Changan, who went to the battlefield at the age of ten, not to surrender, not to recognize the sky, not to admit fate?!"

Silence.

There was not a single echo from the abyss.

The people of all nations were silent.

Although I can't understand it, the powerful tone exudes an unprecedented domineering!

Mr. Gu rarely shows his domineering side, he has an introverted personality, he doesn't keep his mouth shut and only buries himself in things, but at this time, he seems to be invincible!

Because he not only looks down on the Supreme Divine Kingdom, but also overlooks the Heavenly Dao Origin Land!

In the whispers, some chieftains and kings understood these words through translation, and their scalps were suddenly numb.

Yes!

So qualified!

In this world, the soldiers who defend the frontier are as countless as the stars on their heads, not only in Dongtu Shenzhou, but also in all races in the world There are bloody men who defend their families and defend the country.

But such a pawn got up from a place where he couldn't go lower, and he came out of an environment that couldn't be more desperate.

It turns out -

That's right.

Hate him, curse him.

Even after another thousand years, Mr. Gu is still a legendary epic, spanning the differences of civilization and race, and his life is worth watching again and again in the world.

Perhaps he said these words at this time to thank himself for not giving up despite all kinds of suffering.

If you have stopped moving, you will not be able to go here.

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The eyes of the people of the Three Kingdoms of Liang Zhao and Shu were red, and they kept raising their heads and their necks were not stiff, because there was a flame burning in everyone's hearts.

The figure covered in blood and only skeletons can no longer be seen in the picture.

The strange scene always follows the city of Qiuzi, and at this moment the picture is a fragmented abyss castle.

It has always lived in the fear of the Chinese nation, but its first appearance was such a desolate and miserable posture.

Because of it, Shenzhou is starving!

With an order from the abyss, ten households and nine empty households on the border of the Central Plains were destroyed!

A random poisonous weapon in it made Zhao Guo 800 miles without grass, and there was a human tragedy of cannibalism and father and son gnawing each other!

Because of it, it even made the Central Plains people become inferior and cowardly, and the self-confidence and heroism of the former Tang Dynasty were exhausted in the routs again and again.

Is it really as the barbarians say?

Our nation is inferior and backward, otherwise how could the way of heaven be so partial to barbarians?

Do you have to kneel down and surrender, you have to break off the ridge and wag your tail like a dog and beg for mercy?

Is it not stubborn resistance to the end, or is it difficult to escape the end of the extinction of the country?

For decades, this land has been rife with self-denial, full of decadence!

Why do you swear not to surrender, because there are three generations of sacrifices of grandparents, whether it is stupid or stupid, in short, it is stupid to embark on a hopeless path.

What's wrong with wanting your wife and children to live safely?

Why does the abyss destroy the suffering land of China?

Until today.

Someone said no to it.

It's riding on its head!

In an insulting way, vent the grievances accumulated by the nation for decades!

Destiny? I'm going to you today!

……

"Chang'an is clear and strong, the beam of China!"

A muddy rhino horn blew on the border, and the sound of the horn spread far away in the wilderness, layer upon layer.

The generals guarding the frontier were full of enthusiasm, and their hearts rushed to their heads, and a sense of self-confidence that had never been felt before surged in their hearts.

It is national self-confidence!

They finally understood the words of the ancestors of the strong Han Sheng Tang -

"What barbarian dares to jump and think that the sword of the Central Plains is unfavorable?"

I used to say this just to comfort myself, if I can really despise the barbarians in my bones, why do you lose consecutive battles on the battlefield?

Admit it, with the blessing of the Abyss Heavenly Dao, the barbarian tribe has long been above the Divine State.

To be confident is to deceive yourself.

You can only smash your teeth and swallow it in your stomach!

Endure humiliation and bear the burden, lie down and taste the gall!

Until this moment, Gu Yingying awakened the self-confidence of a hundred years in the blood of Huaxia!

It turned out that what they feared was the will of heaven from beginning to end, not barbarianism.

Witnessing the Chinese territory riding on the head of the abyss, that moment overcame the fear lurking in the depths of his heart.

It's also a one-touch thing!

"Mei Shougeng and his ilk must be ashamed of the whole world and laugh for the world, and those surrender factions are bound to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, and none of them will want to escape!"

"Chang'an moved the mountain in the hearts of the world, pierced the high-sounding sacred fig leaf in one fell swoop, and then tore it to pieces, so that the abyss ran naked in front of the world!"

"Manpower will eventually be exhausted, but manpower can also shake the sky!"

In the imperial city of Shu, the old man in the shirt was full of emotion, and his righteousness was gushing out.

Emperor Shu quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at the master of the academy in a daze.

If it weren't for Chang'an's shocking move, the master would still be afraid of the way of heaven, and only that man in the world would have always believed that the sky was not fearful.

Only him.

He cruelly bullied himself, using holes in his body and warm flesh and blood to prove to the Central Plains that the Mandate of Heaven was also so stupid.

Sensing Emperor Shu's gaze, the master suddenly fell silent.

"Not only you and me, but also countless Shenzhou compatriots who have sworn to resist to the death, in fact, we only did our duties within the scope of responsibility, just standing behind Chang'an and watching his back from afar."

"It's ridiculous, in fact, we often drag him back, the Battle of the Western Regions, the Yanmen Pass...... We can only do it in our strength, never on the opposite side of him. ”

Emperor Shu's tone was heavy.

The master moved his lips and was speechless for a long time.

"Who dares to insult and slander Gu Chang'an in the Central Plains, and punish his nine clans!"

Emperor Shu looked around the imperial city and palace, and his voice was categorical.

The ministers were stunned, puzzled by why His Majesty said this?

Only some military attache cultivators bowed their heads heavily, and their expressions were firm.

They clearly felt—

The aura of heaven and earth has thinned.

It's about a full twenty percent less, if there were ten bowls of water in the aura before, now there are only eight bowls left.

Although the fortune of the country and the luck of the country are illusory, like the impermanence of water, there are ups and downs, ups and downs.

And only Reiki is irreversible!

Less is impossible to recover.

This is the abomination of thieves!

If the Yanmen Pass is destroyed, the Central Plains Qi will have very little effect, but it will have no effect on the barbarians.

And the abyss was destroyed, and the aura of the entire world was rapidly exhausted.

Human nature is the most inscrutable thing.

Will there be Chinese comrades who blame Gu Yingying?

Shu can't manage the land of Shenzhou, and the ghost domain people with ghosts and ghosts in their hearts, but who dares to slander Gu heroes, millions of Shu people will never agree!

"Good thing." The master of the academy smiled for the first time in a long time.

The aura weakened, slowing down the barbarian cultivators.

In the past, the Central Plains used ten pieces of bamboo to fight against the shiny machete, but now it is easier to use eight pieces of bamboo to fight and give birth to two gaps.

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ps: I will make up another 7000 words later.