The earth-shattering screams of killing shook everything into hibernation.

The drums of war were beating, and the Great Shang army rushed towards the gap in the city wall.

There is a Xiqi military general who wants to lead the soldiers to plug the gap, but in a blink of an eye, he is overwhelmed by the crushing force.

Xiqi Palace, inside the main hall.

Originally, in the place where people were full of people to discuss state affairs, the civil and military officials had already dispersed.

When the capital was surrounded, some people took their families along the path that only they knew, and went to the desert side.

After killing all his wives and children, some people killed themselves and returned to heaven.

Xiqi's so-called unity, in front of absolute strength, is not worth mentioning at all.

The people praised Ji Chang for his wisdom, but they were more afraid of being slaughtered, and while holding high the banner of the Son of Heaven of Xiqi, they sewed the Xuanniao flag at home, and were ready to welcome Wang Shi into the city.

In the empty hall, the rope that Ji Chang hung was cut and fell heavily to the ground.

Then he heard the voice that had turned into a nightmare tormenting him day and night.

"It's over."

Bai Yao looked at him indifferently, and then looked at the golden palace.

The totem of the five-clawed golden dragon is churning in the clouds and mist carved on the wall wall, and the auspicious clouds are bursting, showing dignity.

That dragon chair, even the materials came from outside the square, exuding a little aura.

Although the person who explained the religion ran away, he really let Ji Chang experience the feeling of being the son of heaven.

Ji Chang was disheveled, disheveled, and gasping on the ground.

Bai Yao gently put his hand on the dragon chair, and then a fire pattern lit up in the center of his eyebrows, burning this great rebellious throne to ashes.

He stood on the high platform, crossed Ji Chang, looked at the war-torn city outside through the wide open hall door, and said softly:

"I heard that your eldest son was taken away by someone from outside the party."

Ji Chang's eyes were blank, but after hearing Ji Kao, he regained some of his spirits.

He got up slowly, straightened his dragon robe, took a deep breath, seemed to be emboldening himself, and looked up at Bai Yao slightly:

"Those who die in the merchant will be my great week."

But when he saw the silence in the eyes of the white-clothed young man on the high platform, he felt that he had no confidence.

Bai Yao didn't say a word, his black and white eyes couldn't wave, and his expression was indifferent.

Ji Chang's hand hidden in his sleeve trembled slightly, plucked up his courage, and gritted his teeth and roared:

"My son will definitely step on your bones and enter the song! Avenge my Zhou Room! ”

His roar mixed with fear echoed through the hall for a long time.

As if he really saw through life and death, he pointed to the white medicine and vented the fear in his heart:

"The killing is monstrous! During his reign, there was a lot of war! Even Bohou will be killed! Heaven and man are condemned together! ”

"This king can't kill you! It doesn't mean that others can't kill you! ”

Suddenly, the wind struck, directly locking Ji Chang's limbs and pressing him to the ground and kneeling.

Bai Yao glanced at him and said nonchalantly:

"There's too much nonsense, I'm just here to prevent you from committing suicide, a sacrifice like you, who is both a great prince and a traitor, will be difficult to find in the future."

Gusts of wind howled in the hall, pressing Ji Chang's family members one after another to kneel beside him.

His wife is too young, his mother is too ginger, and his third son Ji Xian ......

didn't wait long, Xiqi Doctor San Yisheng was also blown into the hall by the wind.

Some of them had burn marks on their bodies, and some of them had reddish-purple strangulation marks on their necks, all of whom wanted to kill themselves but did not succeed.

The moment they saw Dazhu, many people's psychological defenses collapsed.

Not being able to commit suicide means that they will be tortured in agony on the altar next.

Afraid that they would disturb themselves, Bai Yao sealed their mouths.

There's nothing to communicate with a traitor.

There is a great reason, if you rebel, you have to die.

In this era, he is the righteousness.

The era of the princes is about to pass, and it will not be long before a new great merchant will emerge in the world.

Bei Bohou Hou Chonghou Hu, father and son were imprisoned, and became a sacrifice of the national sacrifice.

Jiang Wenhuan, the marquis of Dongbo, will be forced by the pressure of the imperial court to exchange his title for a lifetime of wealth.

Nan Bohou E Chongyu died under the barbarians, and his son E Shun already understood the current environment, and did not propose to attack the lord according to the rules, and he would also get a lifetime of wealth.

Now, Xiqi, the last enemy in the world, has become history from the moment the Great Shang army entered the city.

Now that I think about it, except for Bei Bohou, the sons of the other three princes have survived and will live well.

Especially Ji Chang, the eldest son went to Fangwai, and the second son became the eldest Zhu Yizi, and the fortune is profound.

Bai Yao smiled, looked at Ji Chang, and said lightly:

"Your life is not bad, and you deserve to be the one who is destined to be revealed."

He stepped down from the high platform step by step, and the sound of urging footsteps sounded in everyone's hearts, and everyone except Ji Chang was terrified.

Many years ago, it was this person who came to Xiqi, and the Xiqi nobles also knelt on the ground tremblingly, and finally became a sacrifice.

This is as good as that moment.

Xiqi will disappear and become a base camp for women to conquer the barbarian tribes.

Bai Yao walked outside the hall, looking at the war in the distance, his heart was full of joy.

At the same time, a sense of accomplishment also appeared in my heart.

He did it, changed the outcome of the Great Shang, and annihilated Xiqi, who represented the Mandate of Heaven, and the traitor didn't even see the city gate of Bishui Pass.

Maybe what happened after that, he can't calculate according to the original book as before, but Dashang will not be destroyed in civil strife.

Whether it is to exterminate Yuan Futong or attack Xiqi, in his cognition, it is the internal struggle of the human race.

In the future, cultivators may or may not be able to stop the war in the world.

But in any case, the Great Chamber of Commerce ushered in a period of peace.

With the addition of the disciples of the Interception Sect, the speed of the development of Dashang will be indescribably fast.

At that time, it is good not to provoke him, but if he dares to provoke him, he will be beaten outside.

After the first three levels of the sacrificial cultivation system are stabilized, and the cultivation exercises are perfected, a transcendent army that does not rely on the Heavenly Dao will be created.

"Boom—"

The palace castle of the Xiqi royal palace collapsed, and countless soldiers of the Great Shang rushed in.

All the rebels who stood in their way were chopped to a blur of flesh and blood.

Take a closer look, the leader is actually Di Xin?

He hadn't personally led his troops into battle for a long time, and he ran faster than a horse with an axe.

With his sheer strength, none of the rebels had a whole corpse.

Su Quanzhong and the others didn't dare to run away, guarding him beside him, for fear that something would happen to the king.

"Haha!"

Bathed in the blood of the enemy, Di Xin seemed to have regained the arrogance of the battlefield, laughing and leading the charge.

"He is also a good seedling who practices the way of sacrifice."

Bai Yao muttered to himself.

However, in order to be cautious, he had to ensure that there were no mistakes in the cultivation realm before he would let Di Xin cultivate.

Di Xin was a brilliant merchant king who dared to innovate and reform, and could not die in his experiments.

Baiyao is not good at political affairs, at most he puts forward ideas from his hometown, and then asks Di Xin to refine the implementation.

All he can do is to act as Di Xin's backing.

The shouts of killing are getting closer and closer, and some rebels have retreated not far from Baiyao.

But when they saw the Nine Heavens Xuanbird robe, they didn't even dare to get closer.

Someone committed suicide on the spot, dyeing the stone steps outside the temple into a blood-red color.

Someone lowered his weapon and tried to beg for mercy, but was split in half by Di Xin, who rushed to the front.

After a short time, Di Xin came to the outside of the main hall.

Seeing that the traitors were all pressed in the hall, he threw away the axe, stepped forward and grabbed Bai Yao's hand, and said with red eyes:

"Great wishes! Lone is going to die of worry! ”

A group of soldiers below saluted and shouted:

"Knock on the big wishes!"

The commanders of the Owl Cavalry breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Dazhu had indeed recovered.

Bai Yao's spotless clothes were stained with some blood by Di Xin, and he smiled at Di Xin's enthusiasm, thinking that this was the first time he had blood on his hands.

When you kill a different god, the other god is destroyed.

"The king still doesn't want to do this kind of thing in person in the future."

He smiled at Di Xin.

"Lone promises to be the last time!" Di Xin laughed and let go of his hand and walked into the hall.

He glanced at the people who were bound by the wind and found Ji Chang at the front.

The king looked at the head of the traitor condescendingly, and said in a cold voice:

"Ji Chang, do you regret it?"

The family members were all caught, and Ji Chang was already extremely depressed, as if he hadn't heard anything, and was silent.

Seeing this, Di Xin snorted coldly and began to look at the palace that was a great rebellion.

By evening, the rebels in the city had been cleared.

The people hung their own sewn Xuanniao flags in every house, and the doors of their homes were open for the soldiers of the Great Merchants to search for rebellion.

An overwhelming snowfall is coming, and Bai Yao has been standing outside the main hall to meet the royal family.

Bigan, who set off with the army of the Western Expedition, led the royal family to kneel in Dashang and wept.

Almost enough, they lost their great blessing again.

Bai Yao comforted them, and after they left, he let Huang Feihu stay.

As Huang Feihu, who is second only to women in the Western Expeditionary Army, he took the lead in attacking the city and pulling out the village, which can be described as a great achievement.

He couldn't hide his excitement, clasped his hands and said:

"Please give me the order!"

Bai Yao bowed his head and said lightly:

"A few years ago, your three-year-old eldest son Huang Tianhua suddenly disappeared in the back garden, but is there such a thing?"

Huang Feihu was silent for a moment and replied:

"Great wishes, this is indeed the case."

The disappearance of the eldest son has always been a pain in Huang Feihu's heart, and this incident shook Chao Ge back then, and even Di Xin ordered that Huang Tianhua must be recovered.

But today, there is no news.

In the eyes of Bai Yao, there is goose feathers and heavy snow, and the world is very gloomy.

He said to Huang Feihu:

"Your son has been taken captive as an apprentice by the Pure Void Moral True Monarch of the Teachings."

Huang Tianhua was born with a murderous aura and rushed to the nine skies, and the pure and moral true monarch drove the clouds to pass by Chaoge, but was blocked by the murderous aura, and saw that Huang Tianhua looked strange and noble, so he took him up the mountain.

But in Baiyao's view, this is no different from human traffickers.

Even before Taiyi Zhenren accepted apprentices, he would ask Li Jing and his wife.

This moral true monarch is good, he was taken away directly, and Huang Tianhua was given him as an apprentice.

Baiyao didn't see the slightest morality.

However, the magic weapon of the true monarch of morality is basically in his hands now.

When Huang Feihu heard the news of his son, he raised his head suddenly.

Although he is a mortal, he has also had a lot of dealings with cultivators, and he knows that the exposition of the teachings is a great sage teaching outside the party.

At this moment, when he learned that his son had been taken away by the explanators, an uncontrollable anger appeared between his eyebrows.

But Baiyao said:

"When the class master returns to the dynasty and everything is settled, I will pass on your cultivation method, and I will also help you find Huang Tianhua."

When Huang Feihu heard this, he kowtowed heavily, and his voice choked:

"Thank you very much!"

"Don't be in a hurry to thank you first," Bai Yao walked down the steps on the snow, walked past Huang Feihu, and said lightly: "Within three years, whether you take a concubine or think of other ways, you have to have at least five children, both men and women, this is the will." ”

Huang Feihu's sons are quite fierce, and they are very genetically strong.

He wanted to meet Huang Tianxiang, who killed immortals at the age of eight, in advance, and if Huang Feihu had a few more children, he could see more Huang Tianxiang.

After Bai Yao left, Huang Feihu raised his head and said with a face full of disbelief:

"Ordered to have a baby?"

He also thought that Da Zhu left himself to give a similar task to hunt down foreign gods.

I didn't expect to let myself have more children?

Also issued a decree to ask for quantity?

Huang Feihu was a little dazed, but when he heard the whereabouts of his eldest son, he didn't care about anything else, and he was ready to practice after he went back.

Take a concubine, take ten!

At the behest of the great blessing, Madame can't say anything!

He got up and patted the snow off his body and left the Xiqi Palace.

Soon after, it will be burned to the ground.

…

Chaos.

Boundless darkness capable of devouring anyone's five senses.

Without a concept, some places will retreat thousands of miles away, and some places will fall backwards into an abyss that can tear apart the body of a saint.

The only perfect concept in chaos is the "gestation" brought by the Pangu God when he opened the world.

He gave birth to the flood and all things.

But the flood is only an insignificant point of light in the chaos.

Chaos has no boundaries to speak of, it is endless, and some relatively calm areas will give birth to light bubbles, which give birth to hundreds of millions of stars.

However, the survival time of these light bubbles is far less than that of the flood famine, and they may have just been born, and they were shattered into slag and shattered into nothingness by the chaotic qi.

Pangu preached with his strength, and after opening the sky, he died of exhaustion.

But his word never disappeared.

It was his Dao that sheltered the desolation and made it difficult for Chaos Qi to invade the colorful world that gave birth to all races.

The Thirty-Three Heavenly Outer Zixiao Palace had disappeared, and after the sermon ended, no one knew where Dao Ancestor had gone.

The Taisu Tianwa Palace is also in chaos.

The evil compass was thrown to the ground by Nuwa at will, and all the attendants in the Wa palace were dismissed a quarter of an hour ago.

Her expression was extremely indifferent, as usual when she sat on her holy seat, unusually quiet.

There was no trace of maternal brilliance in the dark purple eyes, only pure coldness and ruthlessness.

She practiced the way of heaven, and sensed the sanctification of humanity, and had the dual identity of the supreme of humanity and the saint of heaven, and she was immortal through hundreds of millions of catastrophes.

But she can no longer unite heaven and man, she has the emptiness of humanity, but all the original rules of heaven will no longer be revealed to her when she becomes holy.

She once said to Bai Yao not to trust any saints.

Including her.

Along with the Great Tribulation, not only some things in the flood are changing, but chaos is also changing itself.

If one can ignore any obstacle and observe chaos, one can find that far away from the desolation, far away from the desolation, where the point of light has disappeared.

There is a huge star full of evil spells, slowly turning in the chaos.

Chaos Qi can't destroy it, and even the evil energy it emits can destroy Chaos Qi in turn.

There were twenty evil spells that were always lit, forming a circle around the stars.

In the center of the circle, a naked humanoid creature is being conceived.

He looked calm, as if he was asleep, absorbing the evil energy, devouring all the broken concepts in the chaos.

Like a dream, he opened his mouth from time to time, saying something inexplicable:

"Your life is not bad, and you deserve to be the one who is destined to be revealed."

…

"The king still doesn't want to do this kind of thing in person in the future."

…

"Your son has been taken captive as an apprentice by the Pure Void Moral True Monarch of the Teachings."

…

(End of chapter)