Huang Shi Weng froze in place, frustrated.

If the north is defeated overnight, who else can stop this catastrophe?

Could it be that this is really providential?

Back inside the house.

Huang Shiweng sat on the stool, stunned and speechless.

The next moment, he suddenly picked up the wine bowl on the table and drank it all.

"Old man, what's the point?" Chu Tianhe hurriedly asked, he had been waiting anxiously for a long time.

He already believed in this hexagram, not to mention the big Chu god in front of him.

Huang Shiweng poured himself a bowl, drank it dry in one gulp, and said with a slight smile:

"It's auspicious."

He lied.

Now that the matter has come to this, why tell the truth that cannot be changed?

Twenty years.

Let the people of the world enjoy these last moments.

"Auspicious hexagram?"

"Does that mean my eldest brother is fine?"

"I'll just say, even if there is any apocalyptic calamity, with my eldest brother here, it will never happen."

"Besides, there are a few of us, so what is the first continent if ......"

Chu Tianhe said to himself, and Huang Shiweng interrupted softly:

"Tianhe."

"This elixir is given to you."

As he spoke, he took out the Hongmeng Dan and handed it to Chu Tianhe.

"Old man, don't make trouble, I don't dare to ask for it."

Chu Tianhe refused in his mouth, but his hand was very honest in catching it.

A refreshing and rich medicinal fragrance came to the face.

Stealing and giving are two different things.

"If it weren't for you, your eldest brother wouldn't have cured my stubborn illness, just a pill is nothing." Huang Shi Weng smiled bitterly.

Chu Tianhe carefully put it into his arms, ready to leave it to Ling'er.

At this moment, he finally realized what it was like to have a beloved.

I used to laugh at the "cold-blooded" of the lonely day, and let the little flower fairy do everything.

Now, he finally understood.

"Old man, is it just one?"

"One is not enough?!"

When Huang Shiweng heard this, his face darkened.

This Hongmeng Dan is a treasure that I don't know how much it has spent, and it can be said to be a priceless treasure.

"The main thing is that I still have a few brothers."

"One of them is named Nangong Yan, and he is what I'm most worried about."

Chu Tianhe lowered his head and said in an urn voice.

Obviously, this Huangshi Weng is more than this elixir.

"What's wrong with him? Will the longevity be exhausted? ”

"It's not."

Chu Tianhe shook his head lightly, with a serious look on his face.

"If you don't give him one, he'll dig up your family's ancestral grave."

Huang Shiweng: "......"

This sentence almost didn't make him spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Who are the people around Yebei?

It feels like none of them are normal.

That's it.

When calamity comes, who will live?

These things outside the body, even if they are peerless treasures, can be regarded as nothing if they are not brought in life or without being brought away in death.

"I'll have a few more, and I'll give them all to you."

When Chu Tianhe heard this, the corners of his mouth opened, and he hurriedly poured a bowl of wine for Huang Shi Weng.

At night, the sand was all over the sky, and in this desert north place, the two people in the house raised their glasses and drank freely.

One is for the calamity that does not need to be worried.

The other is for the last short time.

There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes.

……

Three days later, in the early morning.

On the nearly 100-hectare open space, the crowd of black oppressors is surging, and the noise is endless.

If you look closely, you can see that these people have different skins and are clearly from different countries.

In front of them, there was a huge corridor, and on both sides, there were nearly a thousand black-clothed strongmen standing, with grim faces and swords at their waists.

The news that there was no seal in the Guwu Swamp spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and soon, all the warriors around the world knew.

"Your Dragon Kingdom is simply too deceitful, this Ancient Martial Swamp does not belong to any country, it is a blessed land for the cultivation of martial artists from all over the world, you want to occupy it? And don't ask if we agree! ”

A middle-aged man with blonde hair and white skin let out a deep sigh, which was made by his strength, and the sound shook all around.

When the words fell, it immediately caused a response from everyone.

Today, warriors in the global community come spontaneously, regardless of nationality, regardless of grievances, with only one purpose, that is, to enter this ancient martial swamp to find opportunities and improve their strength.

These people are not soldiers of the war department, and it is their duty to obey orders.

The warriors in the society are all loose and rebellious on weekdays, and now they are gathered here, is it a coincidence, it is obvious, if there is no promotion from the war departments of various countries, I am afraid it will not be possible.

A week ago, the 100-nation meeting was held in Mobei, and the content of the meeting had already made countries resentful.

That's not a meeting, it's a threat!

It's an unequal treaty!

He obviously wants to use the Guwu Swamp as a bargaining chip to gather the wool of various countries!

Under the circumstances at that time, under the coercion of Yebei, the lords of various countries dared to be angry one by one, and since they could not blatantly use the war department, then these forces in the society were the best solution in front of them.

This is their own organization, and the people want it, but it has nothing to do with the officials of various countries.

"Whoever takes a step forward, die!"

The first black-clothed man in a tiger's back instantly pulled out the war knife at his waist and snorted.

His name was Feng Kui, and he was the commander of the Second Army in the Eastern Territory.

All realms are now gathered in the Guwu Swamp, taking turns to be on duty every week, and this first week is the eastern realm.

"Whoever takes a step forward, die!!"

Thousands of soldiers followed, and the sound shook the sky, and they drew their swords at their waists, and the blades were pointed at the black crowd.

For a time, the two sides confronted each other and were tense.

In the face of the Temple of the Gods, who is not afraid?

But here, it's not the Dragon Kingdom, he wants to occupy the Guwu Swamp in the Divine Temple, this is not to leave a way for the martial arts of the countries to live!

"Kill it!"

I don't know who it was, a roar.

Ignite the atmosphere in an instant.

"Kill!"

The originally peaceful venue turned into a battlefield in an instant.

How could the warriors in these societies be the opponents of well-trained soldiers who have experienced countless battlefield battles.

Although there are many people from all over the world, they can't get close to the corridor at all.

But in order to be able to enter the Guwu Swamp, they all worked hard.

The reason is the same, due to the limitations of their own talents, if they don't have the opportunity, in this life, their strength may stop here.

Improving strength is increasing longevity.

In the middle of the air, there was a roaring sound.

Many people noticed this scene, but no one paid attention to it.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling red light rose to the sky, like a heavenly might, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, and threatening tens of thousands of people!

With the terrifying sword intent, it swept through the heavens and the earth.

A murderous aura suddenly fell, ploughing thousands of kilometers of ground.

The fierce fight came to an abrupt end, and everyone stared at the chasm not far away, all shocked by the blow.

If it deviates a few meters and falls into the crowd, who can be defeated by this blow?

What will happen to you?

I'm afraid 10,000 people will die!

Everyone stood still with their blades in their hands, as if they were frozen, and they broke out in a cold sweat and stared at the sky.

A Black Hawk fighter plane landed slowly, and the wind was blowing, rolling up dust and smoke and falling leaves on the ground.

The hatch opened, and a white-clothed hunter danced in the wind, stepping out, holding the clotted soft wattle behind him with one hand.

"It's the King of the North!"

An overseas warrior couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the person coming.

"Who's beside him? Could it be Mrs. Beiwang? ”

All eyes converged on the hatch.

For Yebei, many foreign martial artists have seen it, but for Gu Moli, they are extremely unfamiliar.