Last night, the billowing smoke on the edge of the sky always disturbed the hearts of the Qinglong group cultivators.

As soon as they thought of the life and death catastrophe suffered by the countless creatures living in the prosperous Barbarian Heavenly City being engulfed in flames, everyone's hearts were extremely heavy, and they couldn't wait to grow their wings and fly back to the Barbarian Heavenly City in the blink of an eye.

On weekdays, the distance that can be reached in a swaying distance is extremely long today.

Even if everyone tried their best, the distant Barbarian City still did not appear in everyone's field of vision.

The heart is like a fire, but there is nothing to be done, which makes the monks who usually think highly of themselves feel annoyed and remorseful.

If you work harder on weekdays, can you shrink the ground into inches and move thousands of miles in an instant?

Just as everyone was desperately rushing towards the Barbarian Heavenly City, a yellow dragon in the distance, mixed with the sound of the formation and the sound of the ground shaking, rushed wildly on the distant horizon.

Its momentum is fast and wild, and the momentum is very fierce, everyone doesn't know what it means, and they all condense spiritual power to prepare for the unexpected!

Under the unpredictable, lilac morning glow, the yellow dragon head formed by the dust, a sturdy figure flickered inside, running in front of the yellow dragon with teeth and claws.

As he got closer, the figure saw the crowd waiting in front of him, and his feet stopped sharply, stepping on two long ditches in the winding road.

The smoke spread, and the hard stones flew everywhere, like a powerful sword slashing into the hard road, striking large swaths of rubble.

The smoke and yellow dust dissipated, and the figure in the distance shouted in surprise, "Big brother!" Then he spread his feet without hesitation, and pounced on Xue Buyu.

"Xiao Meng?" Xue Buyu shouted in surprise, and under the hesitant gaze of everyone, he walked towards the figure.

"Hey, don't come here!"

When he found Xue Meng on the other side, his face was covered with black ash and sludge, and his hair was messy, sticking together, forming clusters of bird's nests on the top of his head.

It was mixed with stones, weeds, and a thick layer of dirt and dirt around its body, and there was no human appearance except for those bright eyes and snow-white teeth.

He stopped at a distance, his face full of disgust, and waved his hand to signal his brother not to come.

After not seeing his brother for many days, Xue Meng was full of joy, where could he still see the hands that kept swinging, and he ran towards Xue Buyu with all his strength.

"Don't come here!" Looking at his younger brother who was like a clay man, Xue Buyu was drenched in cold sweat behind his back, his two arms were like a gust of wind blowing willows, trembling and trembling, and his always beautiful face also showed a disgusted expression, "Don't come here!

Even if he shouted with all his strength, Xue Meng directly turned a deaf ear and ignored it completely.

Just less than a foot away from the two of them, the excited Xue Meng saw the out-of-control expression on his brother's face, and then a strong attack came from his lower back, and the whole person was like a stone that was thrown, flipping and moving in the air for a while, and then he fell flat in front of everyone in front of him.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Xue Meng, who didn't know why, stood up with a carp, pointed at his brother angrily, and asked with a face full of grievances, "Why did you drop me?"

"Brother, I didn't mean that!" Xue Buyu, who felt that he was a little excessive, hurriedly shook his hand, looked apologetic, and pointed to his brother's clothes and smiled, "Your dress really makes me feel full of malice!

"What kind of dress?" Xue Meng, who looked ignorant, lowered his head and glanced at his body, and his eyes were full of a mixture of black smoke and yellow dirt, forming a thick layer of mud scabs on his flat clothes.

Seeing these dirt, he scratched the back of his head, full of embarrassment, "Even so, you can't throw me out!"

Muttering a few words in a low voice, his eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, "Brother, are you okay? I heard Senior Brother Nine and Senior Brother Yan say that you are going to the Fighting Law Conference set up by the Frozen Monks?

"I have something to ask you!" Xue Buyu, who did not answer his brother's question and was worried about the safety of everyone in Mantian City, could no longer care about the dirt on his brother's sleeves, grabbed his arms, and asked with an anxious face: "How is the situation of Senior Brother and Daoist Friends, how is the situation in Mantian City, are there heavy casualties, is the Holy Lord safe and sound today?"

Xue Meng's barrage of questions stirred up a mess, he brushed his head and thought for a while, "It's okay, it's okay, it's all right?"

"Are you all right?" "Such a bright fire, such a big smoke, Ying's heart is panicked, you tell me it's okay now?"

Xue Buyu lowered his face and stared at his younger brother's expression for a while, and found that he still had a happy smile on his face, and there was no frustrated expression, and he couldn't help but feel a little dry, I just wish what he said was true, "Really?"

The surrounding crowd hurriedly stepped forward and surrounded the two of them tightly in the center, their faces full of excitement and happiness, "Little brother, how is the situation in the city?" ”

"What the hell is going on?"

"Fellow Daoist, please explain it in detail. ”

Xue Buyu looked at the anxious faces of the people, and hurriedly told the things in the city, of course, the beginning of the story has to start with the Huwei Legion in Yansui Town.

In other words, Xue Buyu was instructed by He Yi to go to Chongzhou to remind Shang Teng, the commander of the Fengming Army, to beware of the Frozen Empire's folk warlocks entering the city to destroy it, and after leaving, Xue Meng continued to guard in Yansui.

Han Jiangxue, the commander of the Frozen Empire's Yangwei Army, was cursed by the Qinglong Warlock, and retreated back to the Frozen Empire to station, and did not move within two months, and the enemy warlocks in Yansui City were also cleared under the leadership of Xue Meng, and nothing went wrong.

Xue Meng changed his resignation to He Yi, although He Yi couldn't bear it in every way, but for the sake of the great cause of the empire, he reluctantly agreed, Xue Meng hurried to Chongcheng day and night, only to learn that his brother and third senior brother went to Mantian City again, and hurriedly rushed to the imperial capital.

When they arrived at the Barbarian Heavenly City, a small group of Frozen Empire's death squads had rushed to the outside of the Barbarian Heavenly City to sneak attack, and they were encountering the Imperial Forest Army stationed outside, and the two armies were fighting, and many enemy troops set fire to the displaced area outside the Barbarian Heavenly City, igniting a raging flame.

Outside the city, sky lanterns are being lit, and the people who pray for their blessings are watching the bright paper lanterns swaying towards the sky, and the people who are enjoying this moment of joy are unexpectedly on fire.

The moon is like water, and the countless sky lanterns under the quiet night sky are shining and rising like stars in the sky, and the red flames on the ground have been licking up on the houses built by the people, and the panicked shouts, cries, and scolding mothers are connected outside the barbarian city.

At the same time, dozens of Frozen Imperial Warlocks under the leadership of the two Unyielding Realms attacked Qinglong City at night, and some of the attendants, palace maids, and guards hidden in the palace compound took the opportunity to set fire to the palace and disrupt the palace.

In normal times, the two Unyielding Realms can also come and go in the palace like the wind, and no one can stop them.

Unexpectedly, although the national teacher of the Qinglong Empire is old, his Taoism should not be underestimated, and after protecting the indomitable realm powerhouse at the first time, Yan Cha and Mo Han also arrived in time, three against two, and they were evenly divided for a while.

But in front of the palace guards who had already formed a formation, the dozens of mortal realm monks slaughtered all directions and stained the imperial city with blood.

If it weren't for the imperial guards who blocked it with their lives, the little emperor would have been hacked to death by the thieves.

The effect of the light spirit pill is only three months, and in the face of the battle between tens of thousands of death squads outside the city and the Royal Forest Army, Xue Meng can't help at all, unless he suppresses the spiritual power, the pores around his body are tightly closed, and he is not absorbing the spiritual energy of the outside world, so he can join the battle as a martial artist, but this is tantamount to a drop in the bucket, and it will not help!

In a panic, he found a fire in the city, the fire spread, the fire was all over the sky, and the smoke rose into the sky, and he was startled and hurried to the place where the fire was burning.

The surrounding buildings are becoming more and more brilliant, and in the red light of the waves, it is even more tragic and poetic, full of desolate atmosphere!

As soon as Xue Meng's Purple Yang Realm's spiritual sense opened, the scenes within a radius of a hundred zhang were all in his mind, and he had no time to put out the fire, in the shadowy, roaring and spreading firelight, on the roof of the tall buildings stacked on top of each other, he tried his best to rush to the place where the shouting of killing was the loudest.

From a distance, he saw the Eighth Senior Brother, Yan Cha, and an old Dao Master working together to fight with two monks with white eyes.

Dozens of monks from the mortal realm were slashing and slashing the defenseless armor guards, and the guards were in the middle of the sea of people.

A young man in a golden dragon robe and a woman with a phoenix crown and a silk veil, surrounded by several old eunuchs and courtiers, panicked and tried to escape.

Xue Meng said secretly, this yellow robe is undoubtedly the saint today, and he must be saved first.

With a long roar, his body lit up with golden spiritual power, and he pulled out a spear surrounded by auspicious clouds from his back.

Once the quaint spear was infused with spiritual power, a strange cloud appeared around it, and the cloud began to emit a faint white light, and then the auspicious cloud changed, turning into a flowing glow, and nine colors appeared, and the light was strange.

The hazy nine-colored glow enveloped Xue Meng's body, like a god general descending from the sky, showing supernatural marksmanship, powerful and domineering.

A spear pierced a little bit of cold light, and the body of the spear swept across it was like thunder that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

In front of them, the mortal realm cultivators who had just shown their strength lay on the ground and hummed under the dumbfounded gaze of the guards.

If it weren't for Xue Meng's disdain to kill them and his mercy, these people would have already turned into a sieve and meat paste.

The two Unyielding Realm monks of the Frozen Empire felt the overwhelming pressure of Mount Tai's overwhelming realm, sweating all over, their hearts trembled, and they wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The monks in the Purple Sun Realm lowered their eyelids, and if they wanted to escape, it was tantamount to a fool's dream!

Passing over the heads of Mo Han and the others, a spear fell from the sky like a dragon swinging its tail in the auspicious clouds shrouded in colorful smoke.

The furious force locked the two monks with a white light in their eyes, and with a loud bang, thick smoke and dust filled the air, and shattered flying stones splashed away like raindrops.

After the smoke and dust cleared, Xue Meng, who was as tall and strong as a demon god, stood proudly, in front of a huge pit, and the bones of the two frozen monks were gone.

Mo Han rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looking at the familiar figure in disbelief, "Little junior brother?"

"Hello Eighth Senior Brother!" The rough voice came, Xue Meng looked back at the senior brother he hadn't met for a long time, with a gentle smile on his face, like a neighbor's little brother, looking at his fellow brother affectionately.