"Since the fortune of the country has been introduced, let Long Yanyan carry it, he is the lord of a country, and it should be so." Yebei's face was like water, and he spoke indifferently.

After a word, without waiting for the old man to speak, Zhao Qizheng hurriedly said: "Lord Beiwang, the capital lord is not in this martial saint mountain at the moment, the capital lord has already explained before I came, so you must accept the canonization." ”

For such an important matter, the capital lord didn't come, Zhao Qizheng didn't understand it at all until just now, but at this moment, he finally understood that this was what the capital lord had expected, and he was afraid that he would not be sealed in the north of the night.

Now that the national fortune has been introduced, like an arrow on the string, there is no way back.

If you Yebei do not agree to be canonized, and the fortunes of the country collapse, and the country of China declines, then you Yebei will be the sinner of the eternal country of China.

Zhao Qizheng's face did not change, but in his heart, he admired the five-body casting, and the master was really smart.

It's just that Zhao Qizheng still can't understand how noble the position of the king of the town is, and why is he so resistant to Yebei? If it is someone else, this is a good thing for the ancestors to smoke from the blue.

At this moment, Yebei's face could not hide the gloomy color.

This Long Yanyan made it clear that he was determined to canonize himself.

This old fox himself helped him eradicate the big problem of the hidden world sect, and he was not satisfied.

"What if I don't canonize today?"

The words of Lang Lang in the north of the night resounded through the valley.

He didn't believe that Long Yanyan would obediently stay in the country and not come, and if there was such an important matter as the national fortune, if there was a mistake, he would also be to blame.

"Lord Beiwang, since you know the consequences, if you still don't agree, the old man has nothing to say, if you want to leave, there is no one to stop you today." The old man spoke slowly, with no sadness or joy on his face.

As soon as the words fell, Yebei turned around directly and walked away towards the bottom of the mountain.

Zhao Qizheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth, but he didn't shout a word, for Yebei, he has also seen it a few times, and he knows a little bit about it, if it is a matter of decision, I am afraid that no one can control it.

"Providence, providence......" The old man looked at the departing back in the distance, turned to look up at the sky, and sighed.

"Master Xuanrong, what should I do now?" Zhao Qizheng hurriedly asked.

If there is no one to carry the national fortune, the consequences will be unimaginable, and it will be a disaster for the entire country.

Once there is a recession, how can it gain a global foothold?

What's more, there is a more tricky matter at the moment, that is, the troops of the eight countries abroad are stationed at the border.

Could it be that this is the first catastrophe of Huaguo?

"Heaven's will cannot be violated...... Xuan Rong shook his head helplessly, turned around and left.

However, at this time, the four major frontiers of China, the southeast, the northwest, and the borders, the black and oppressive soldiers are boundless, enough for millions of enemies to stand on the battlefield, you know, this is the combined power of the eight countries.

Lonely Defeated Heaven, Nangong Yan, Sheng Hu, and Luo Feng are all dressed in black-clothed battle armor at this moment, holding the sword of the god at their waists, leading millions of soldiers to stand on the border line to deter foreign enemies.

Since Yebei fought against the Philippines three years ago, there has been such a large-scale war again.

Now, the war is back in flames.

Yebei's military orders have been issued to all realms, as long as the other party dares to cross the line one step, they will be killed.

Guarding the frontier is the primary duty of the Zhu God Temple.

At this moment, outside the northern border, an overseas general received a report, his face sank, and he suddenly pulled out the Western war knife on his waist.

"Hollick, what's going on?" Seeing this, a person beside him hurriedly asked.

The man named Hollick gritted his molars with anger on his face.

"Gray, the people of my Lijian Kingdom in the Martial Sacred Mountain of Huaguo have been ordered to be killed by the Northern King, and the people of your Kyle Kingdom have also been killed, not only that, but the people of the Eight Kingdoms have all been killed!"

As soon as the words fell, Gray was shocked, he didn't believe that the North King dared to be so arrogant.

Now that the eight countries are united on the border, how dare he, the king of the north, do this? This is undoubtedly looking for death.

Immediately afterward, a Kyle soldier hurriedly arrived, telling the news that eight people had been killed, and at the same time conveying the supreme order for the attack.

“Shit！ Damn the Chinese, this is a common provocation against our eight countries!! Gray roared.

"Kyle Warriors! Cross the line, attack! Kill them all! ”

"Warriors of the Founding Kingdom, attack!"

The two of them raised their swords at the same time and gave orders.

For a time, millions of soldiers rushed to the border line, wanting to cross the line directly.

Hmmm-

Luo Feng looked into the distance, with a resolute gaze on his face, and suddenly pulled out the God Punishment Battle Knife.

"Soldiers of the North, fight! Those who cross the border will be killed! ”

"Kill!!"

Millions of soldiers in the north of the Zhu God Temple responded to the enemy in an instant, and the sound of killing Xiao Xiao rushed straight into the sky, and the earth trembled.

At the same time, the same is true of the other three major borders, which are all facing the joint efforts of the two countries, a total of eight countries.

Such a big war is unprecedented.

If this battle is won, China will be stable.

If this battle is lost, the Chinese kingdom will perish.

This is a national war, but also a battle of life and death, only victory, not defeat!

At this moment, on the eastern frontier, Gu Defeattian held the sword of the god with an indifferent face, took the lead in killing a million enemy troops, and slashed it with one sword, directly killing thousands of enemy soldiers.

The eastern soldiers followed, and the pitch-black swords came out of their sheaths and slaughtered into the enemy group.

On everyone's resolute face, the eyes were cold and ruthless, and the knife fell in his hand, allowing blood to splash all over his body.

At this moment, the major borders are already dark, and the battle of millions of people on both sides is so shocking.

Within hundreds of miles, the sky was filled with bloody gas, rivers of blood, corpses all over the field, fragmented limbs all over the ground, and blood gutting in the knife edge, shocking!

The cruelty and tragedy on the battlefield will never be experienced unless you have seen it with your own eyes.

However, at this moment, a soldier in the south is holding a war knife in his right hand, swinging left and right in the enemy group, and his whole body has already been soaked in blood, if you look closely, you will find that his left hand is desperately covering his abdomen, and the blood is flowing wildly along his fingers.

He's not stopping the bleeding, he's blocking the intestines that are about to flow.

The severity of the injury was enough to be fatal, but he did not stop the pace of killing, as long as he had a breath, he would not let go of the war knife in his hand!

The soldier held out for three minutes, and the sword he wielded gradually became less powerful, because the blood in his body was about to run dry.

The next moment, the war knife seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in his hand, and he was no longer able to lift it.

Mobilizing the last bit of strength in his body, he inserted the war knife into the ground under his feet in reverse, and Sen Han's blade was facing the sky, and he suddenly pounced on a foreign enemy, holding it to the death, and swooping down towards the blade......

Blood stained the ground red, and a knife pierced the chests of both men.

This is the soldiers in the Zhu God Temple, everyone has experienced countless battles of life and death, defending the frontier and defending China with their lives.

Such people are the real heroes of China and worthy of the admiration of hundreds of millions of people!

War is brutal and has tragic casualties.

However, the soldiers of the Temple of Zhu are not afraid of life and death!

However, with the complete outbreak of war on the border, it alarmed the entire Chinese people.

At this moment, on the top of Wusheng Mountain, a magnificent temple is located on the top of the mountain, Zhao Qizheng and the civil and military officials have not left, rather than worrying about the border, it is also a tricky thing to have no one to carry the national fortune at the moment.

On the edge of the cliff, an altar is built against the mountain, as if in the sky.

Xuanrong, who was holding a Zen staff, looked at the altar and said slowly: "In another half an hour, the fortune of the country will come, if no one bears it, it will dissipate, and at that time, Huaguo will inevitably decline, and from now on, there will be no place for Huaguo in the world." ”