In ancient times, the gods worked together with Zhuan Xuan to fight for the emperor, and the anger could not touch the mountain, the heavenly pillar was broken, and the earth was destroyed.

The four poles are wasted, Kyushu is split, the sky is not covered, the earth is not around, the fire is not extinguished, the water is vast and the ocean is endless, the beasts eat the people, and the birds grab the old and weak. So Nuwa refined the five-color stone to make up for the sky, and the broken ao was enough to set up the four poles.

When mending the sky, there is a lot of karst flint smoke and dust remaining, which has been piled up for a long time, and then becomes Kunlun in later generations.

The Kunlun Mountains are towering, majestic in the northern corner of Shenzhou, stretching for thousands of miles, with strange peaks and cliffs, like thousands of snow blades piercing the sky, cutting all the past floating clouds into wisps.

On the other side of the mountain, there is a vast desert wasteland, a flood of wilderness.

Legend has it that it was an ancient battlefield where the primeval gods and demons once competed, and it was buried with a powerful force that could determine the fate of Shenzhou.

Whoever wins it will be proud of the world, achieve immortal gods and demons, and live forever.

For thousands of years, chasing deer and famine, it has always been an immortal factor that stirs up the blood of cultivators, and the eternal heart fire.

There are many storms in China, what can I do through the ages?

At the time of the 7493rd year of the Shenzhou Zangda calendar, the omen of chaos, the breath of confusion, from the vast outside, leisurely to come, time has endured, has reached more than ten autumns, the unprecedented fierce star, the world is now in the sky of the sky.

The dog eats the sun, the red clouds cover the sky, and disasters are everywhere.

The main peak of Kunlun picks the star peak is the near extreme of the sky, the peak of the Han Star Palace, a green robe old man who reads the "Huainan Book of Heaven", the crane hair and the childish face.

With a stroke of his empty hand, the Han Xing Xuchen Mirror said in one word: The Zangda Dynasty is facing the danger of national destruction, and Shenzhou has fallen into an era of ups and downs!

"What, the Cangyan bandit army has arrived in the Blood Sun City! The Tailu Hou, the Liaoyan King, and the Xianbei tribe have also split the land and divided the territory, and chased the Huaize River Valley...... Hmph, there are thousands of civil ministers and military generals, but no one can solve the worries of the lonely king!" "On the throne of the imperial palace, the tiger eyebrows and dragon beard, the eyes are blazing, and the deep sea is like the sea, the Emperor Zang Dahonglie of Sichuan Yu tore up the battle report, roared angrily, and rebuked the courtiers. "Come on, all the generals and ministers have been dragged out of the army and cut down!"

"The emperor is angry!" the officials in the hall bowed in unison, trembling in fear.

Since the start of the war, nearly 100 ministers have been cut.

"Forgiveness and war!" "Stand tall as a pillar, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, sixteen years old handsome, handsome, heroic, walked to the center of the imperial palace, bowed and bowed: "The ministers are clothed, and their ancestors have been ploughing in the wilderness of Huizhou for generations, and it is difficult to continue with food and clothing." In 7482 of Zang Dali, the emperor traveled, passed through the Meng's family, brought me into Beijing, bestowed the holy grace of the ministers, and studied in the National Book Garden and the Warring States Hall for eight years like a child of the royal family, and then entered the military department to take up a post. Now the army's heart is scattered, and it is a thousand miles away, and the minister's heart is like a knife, and he can't sleep all night. I am willing to lead 3,000 golden dragon guards, surprise attack Cangyan, take the enemy's head, shock the enemy, and boost my morale!"

Emperor Chuan Yu stared at the pardon for a long time, was very pleased, staggered for a long time, and said: "Kill you, lead the three thousand golden dragon guards to the Blood Sun City to stand by the general of Fuxu Huan, waiting for the opportunity to surprise and kill the bandit leader!"

"The last general commands!" "The last general took the token shot by Emperor Chuanyu, like the ministers of the imperial court, ashamed, and sighed unpredictably.

Who would have thought that it would not be forgiveness to bear it.

He was pardoned and asked for war because Emperor Chuanyu politely refused, and there were as many as seven or eight times.

"Forgive, come to the imperial study with the lonely king!" "Emperor Chuanyu dropped a sentence and left with his sleeves.

Ten miles in the eastern suburbs of Bloody Sun City, the rugged slope, the drums are beating, the war beasts are galloping, the beacon smoke is billowing, and the sound of killing is shaking the sky.

The wind swept away, the blood mist hit the face, the fishy smell was compelling, and the smell was disgusting.

Fu Xuhuan looked at the tragic battle situation transmitted back by the clairfront mirror, and was saddened, and said: "Ge Weiyu really lives up to his reputation! No wonder in just three months, he led the army to gallop thousands of miles, as if entering a no-man's land, and captured the 14 states of Yanyun in a row...... At the beginning of the war, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty ridiculed the Cangyan tribe as 'grasshoppers shaking trees, mantis arms and fighting cars', which is ridiculous...... Could it be that the Zang Dynasty has hundreds of millions of heroic sons and daughters, and there are thousands of generals, but no one can thwart its sharpness?"

"See General Fu Huan!" "The white wolf of the ice cloud rode forward and hugged his fists and asked: "The last general will give the emperor an edict, and lead the three thousand golden dragon guards to come, waiting for the opportunity to surprise attack Cangyan, and take the head of Ge Weiyu to return to life!"

The handsome generals were overjoyed, and they begged to lead the army to fight to cover the Golden Dragon Guowei and his party.

Fu Xuhuan glanced at the generals such as Ji Ji, then stopped, and said: "Ge Weiyu, little brother, Ge Weiyu, the general of the Cangyan tribe, although he is only twenty years old, he can be called a peerless strange person whether he uses troops or fights, if you have God's help, how can you wait for you to succeed easily!"

He admonished: "The Golden Dragon Guowei is all a good hand among the generals of the Zangda Dynasty, with the power to open rivers and break mountains, and fight dozens of war beasts alone without defeat. The last general thinks he can do this!"

Fu Xuhuan shook his head and said: "In just a few months, the Zangda Dynasty has been defeated again and again with 8,000 winged pterosaur clans, 60,000 Qinglin iron cavalry, 90,000 cloud-piercing crossbow and arrow regiments, 200,000 dragon horse light cavalry, 500,000 white pico tigers, leopard lions and war beasts, and millions of infantry. The defeat of the imperial army is complicated, and it is not the same, but if you want to rely on the 3,000 golden dragon national guard to turn the tables, I am afraid that you will repeat the mistakes of the past! Although the sharp weapon is sharp, you still have to make good use of it! I want to help Huan, the title of the commander of the gold dragon national guard, I don't know how many depths you have!"

He suddenly said, "The last will be taught!"

"Okay, the quality of Jinlong Guowei is first-class, one point is clear, not arrogant or impatient!"

"Report ~ Emperor Chuan Yu was assassinated and died, and it is suspected that the Cangyan bandits threatened the lives of the nine clans of the Mengshi clan in Huizhou to coerce the commander of the Golden Dragon Guowei and Yinxing to be pardoned...... Empress Dowager Li Xuan became the regent of the emperor, and called on the subjects of the whole country to turn grief into combat power, punish the vicissitudes, and comfort the emperor in the heavenly heroic ......"

As soon as this report was announced, all the generals were paralyzed and dumbfounded.

"Again...... Say it again...... Impossible, how could the emperor die like this, how could he be forgiven to do such a thing, it was absolutely impossible...... I don't believe it!" The childish spirit had not faded, his expression was sad, and he roared bitterly as he pulled the announcer's scream.

Fu Xuhuan was unusually silent, his expression was completely blank, and after a long time, he said: "In the past, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and the generals of the whole army were arrogant and contemptuous of the enemy, and then they were defeated in battle, frightened and cowardly the enemy, and how could they have won a victory? The unfortunate death of this time will cause the officers and men of our army to be extremely sad, and in this regard, it is also a great turning point. This is the way for the proud soldiers to be defeated and the mourning soldiers to win!"

After hearing this, the sad eyes flashed with a bright light, and he suddenly shouted: "Only the general's order is obeyed!"

"The whole army assembles to mourn the emperor!" After the military order of Fu Xuhuan was issued, the horn of the dragon sounded, the white flag was churning like a cloud, the music was bursting, and the twilight was singing.

The red sun is sinking in the west, the lights are on, the Han stars are speechless, and the snow and moon are like frost.

The lonely bird outside the wilderness, after flying the most gloomy journey of the day in the smoke of the Bloody Sun City, entered the nest.

The north wind in late autumn carried distant greetings from the ice and snow polar regions, and it was particularly cold and lonely.

Millions of male soldiers of the Zangda Dynasty all wore white cloths, their eyes were blood-red, their tears were dry, and their killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The war drums are beating, the battle flags are flying, the war clouds are dense, the soldiers are sonorous, and the shouts are shaking the sky.

A rain of bows and arrows roared in the night sky, and the entrained flames lit up a large area of the night sky.

"Fight, fight, fight......"

"Kill, kill, kill......"

The sergeant's deep roar made everyone present roll with blood and murderous energy, and regarded death as home.

The winged dragon team is in the sky, the Qinglin iron horse is the head, the white pike tiger, the leopard lion and the war beast are the blades, the cloud-piercing crossbow arrow group and the dragon horse light horse are sideways, and the Zangda Dynasty army launched the first attack since the war smoke began, and the sharp spirit is particularly unstoppable!

"This battle of Qilanpo should comfort the Holy Spirit of the Emperor in the sky!" A figure as tall as a sword stood on the mountain not far from the battlefield, holding a small fox with blue fluff in his hand, observing the battle situation.

His resolute and sad eyes welled up with tears of relief.

The little blue fox in his arms, "Gu Hu, Gu Hu!" screamed heartlessly, rubbing his head against his chest from time to time.

He is the pardon who is rumored to have been coerced by Cangyan to assassinate Emperor Chuanyu.

Between the words, he actually called Emperor Chuan Yu "Father"!

The day before yesterday, there was an accident in the imperial study, and the history is still in the past.

The windows and doors of the palace are closed, and the smoke of incense is curling, and the atmosphere is depressing and solemn.

Behind the Jiuding Longzun screen, the sound of coughing continued.

The graceful, noble, kind and dignified Empress Dowager Li Xuan pushed open the screen.

Her long hair was like snow, her phoenix eyes were red, her tears were full of warm tears, she frowned and frowned, and she sent a group of attendants to escort her back, signaling for forgiveness to step forward.

Emperor Chuan Yu closed his hand, the frost temples were mottled, wrinkles were like pine, and he was haggard and abnormal, but he was full of kindness and benevolence, and he did not have the terrifying majesty of the court.

Meng Yu's heart was sour, and he said softly: "Wanwang Emperor take care of the dragon body!"

Emperor Chuanyu smiled slightly, raised his head and meditated, as if recalling the past: "Forgiveness, do you know that in the 7482nd year of Zang Dali, why did the Lone King pass through the Mengjia family in the wilderness of Huizhou, and also brought you to Beijing to study in the National Book Garden and the Warring States Hall?"

Forgiven: "The minister is ignorant, and it is difficult to fathom the emperor's mind!"

Emperor Chuanyu stood up from the dragon seat, paced and sighed, and said: "Everything is because you are the child of the lonely king! Three hundred years ago, the lonely king cultivated into a half-immortal body with the capital of the sky, flew into the flood wilderness, and met a peerless beauty in the ethereal decades. It's a pity that sixteen years ago, she died in childbirth, and the lone king was almost completely wasted. The lonely king no longer had the heart to ask, and he knew that the emperor's Qiankun qi was approaching, and he carried his son out of Kunlun. Knowing that most of the children of the royal family are from a powerful background, the lonely king is not as hard-working and studious as the poor children, and he is also afraid that the royal strife will hurt you, who have no support except for the lonely king, so he ordered General Fu Xuhuan to leave you in the peasant house for several years. And after that you know all the things. Yu'er, you have suffered a lot over the years, do you blame your father?"

"I am very grateful to my father for his painstaking cultivation, and I have no intention of blaming!" was forgiven and wiped away the corners of his eyes like pillars of tears, bowed down and bowed, and was grateful.

Emperor Chuan Yu paused, and continued: "The Lone King has worked hard to reverse, and after reversing the fate of the dynasty, he will hand it over to you. After 16 years of wind and rain, it was not only difficult to stop the trend of the imperial dynasty's state and state Huo Killing, but also depleted its own qi, and the feathering period has come. ”

The day when father and son recognize each other is actually the moment of life and death.

When he was forgiven for this message, his eyes were filled with tears and sorrow.

"The life and death of a person is like an ordinary thing like the rising sun and the setting of the moon, and there is no need to be too sad! For the lonely king, when your mother died, there was no thought of life, and now you are the dragon among men...... It's a pity that I can't protect the imperial inheritance left by my ancestors. After Zang Dahonglie died in shame, what kind of face did he have to see the emperors of the past dynasties!"

Meng Yu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said categorically: "Father and the emperor can rest assured, Yu'er will do his best to protect the foundation of the dynasty, and he will die." If the heavens are unkind, all things will be used as dogs, and if people are not benevolent, they will regard heaven and earth as ants!

"A good one's 'if the heavens are unkind, then all things will be used as dogs, and if people are unkind, then the heavens and the earth will be ants', good...... Cough...... Cough...... Very good!" Emperor Chuan Yu was deeply shocked by the words of forgiveness, and he was extremely excited, and he coughed dryly.