"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile, a few people have come back to fight in ancient times!"

With such passionate brushstrokes and such a sonorous and agitated tone, all the soldiers only felt that their blood was stretching, a sad emotion filled their hearts, and a courage to see death as their home filled their chests!

A dignified and mighty aura suddenly spread from Yingtian's location, instantly permeating the entire battlefield! Under the shroud of this breath, the morale of all the soldiers and monks on the battlefield skyrocketed, and the combat effectiveness of all of them was greatly enhanced in an instant! They roared in unison, and suddenly jumped off the city wall one after another, no longer blindly defending themselves, but taking the initiative to respond to the battle! Forge ahead without fear of life and death!

An old man from a sect in the battlefield looked at this scene in shock: "This, this, this is the spirit of Haoran! This is the spirit of Haoran that has an invincible momentum in the battle between the two armies, and it is not endless! It has been a thousand years, no, it has not been in the world for thousands of years, and it has actually appeared here!!"

But anyone who has some insight can naturally recognize the majestic aura. They looked at the back of the endless demon beast alone in the middle of the battlefield, and suddenly there was infinite reverence, and they no longer conserved their strength, and let go of all their strength to attack and kill!

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Somewhere on an official road, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the barren mountains

An army of high-ranking monks was hurrying over, and the veteran general of the Jindan period, led by him, suddenly looked up and saw the mighty qi that appeared in the middle of the barren mountain, and shouted in shock: "Haoran Qi!

"Could it be that the old gentleman's disciple was born? It can't be impossible, what kind of people are the old gentleman's disciples, how could they come to a small place like Da Zhou!"

Somewhere in the depths of the continent

In the dilapidated academy, an elegant old man looked up at the sky, and suddenly frowned: "Strange things, strange things, how can there be a heroic aura in that small place in Da Zhou?"

"Yan Hui, you hurry to Da Zhou and bring back the child who inspired Haoran's qi!"

"For the teacher to spy on the heavens, you have a long way to go, and there are quite twists and turns, be careful all the way!" said the elegant old man to the young man in cloth clothes with a high bearing.

The cloth-clothed young man smiled gently: "Obey the master's orders!"

The ethereal pavilion of the capital

The gray-bearded old man who was indulging in the gentle countryside suddenly frowned, "Haoran's breath, what kind of place is this in the Wild Mountains, can't the old man have a good time?"

As soon as I got up, I thought about it again and smiled: "Uh...... Don't be in a hurry, the old man in the valley should be even more anxious! Yes, yes, the old man hasn't had enough of it!"

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Mei Changqing looked at this scene in surprise, under the desperate killing of those soldiers, the demon beasts were defeated and retreated, and the situation began to fall one-sided. Immediately flew to the head of the city, took out his Seven Tribulation Bamboo Sword, and under the infusion of Jin Dan's spiritual power, the Seven Tribulation Bamboo Sword did not emit the slightest sword qi, but was divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and within a few breaths, tens of thousands of Seven Tribulation Bamboo Swords appeared! This is the sign of the great success of Taiyi's swordsmanship, not a sword qi sword, but this sword sword!

Mei Changqing suddenly shouted: "Hurry!" I saw that the tens of thousands of Seven Tribulation Bamboo Swords flew towards those foundation building period giant apes without mistake, and in an instant, the tens of thousands of foundation building giant apes were split in half by the Seven Tribulation Bamboo Sword!

It is worthy of being a peerless powerhouse in Jindan!

The demon beast was defeated and retreated by the soldiers, and at this moment, Mei Changqing instantly killed tens of thousands of Zhuji demon beasts, and the demon beast group had already shown its defeat. At this moment, there was another beast roar from the depths of the barren forest, and the millions of demon beasts all over the place suddenly all of them were in unison, just like a tide of retreat, none of the demon beasts were in love, and all the demon beasts retreated in unison, this was clearly a disciplined demon beast army!

In just one cup of tea, the million demon beasts actually retreated into the barren forest, leaving only the broken corpses everywhere and the blood-red earth.

At this moment, the battlefield looks a little strange, countless soldiers are still fighting with weapons, but at this moment there is no trace of the enemy.

No one celebrated the victory, this battle lasted only one day, but more than a million innate monks died in the battle, more than 100,000 sect monks died in nearly 70,000, and the hundred disciples brought by Mei Changqing were only more than ten left, and those young talents who participated in the assessment were all killed.

But there are millions of demon beasts that died outside the city!

It has been a terrible war since the establishment of the Royal Pavilion hundreds of years ago. Many of the soldiers who survived didn't feel anything in the fierce battle, and after suddenly stopping, they looked at the surrounding mountains and corpses, smelled the strong smell of blood, trembled all over, and suddenly fell to their knees and vomited.

A gray-haired old man walked out of the sea of corpses, he found his son's bracelet, knelt on the ground and hugged the bracelet and cried! He wanted to find his son's corpse, but countless broken limbs were mixed with demon beasts, how could he tell the difference, how could he find it?

A child of fifteen or six years old was weeping and shaking the young woman on the ground, who was unconscious, clutching in her hand a blood-stained piece of tattered garment, which she had put on her husband herself.

A young man walked in despair, muttering, "My father is dead, my mother is dead, my brother is dead, my whole family is dead, why am I still alive?"

A woman from a sect was covered with her hair scattered, her hands were drenched in blood, digging in the corpse mountain like crazy, crying: "Senior brother, senior brother, where are you? How can you leave like this? You are so ruthless, why, why don't you even leave me a corpse!"

The cold wind blew across the battlefield, bringing a whimper, as if crying about the ruthlessness of this heavenly way.

A few people from the ancient war are back!

Yingtian looked at this tragic scene blankly, his body shook slightly, and it was almost difficult to stand firmly.

Yingtian suddenly felt a panic in his heart, Qing'er, how is Qing'er?

Then the figure disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in the mansion of Qing Yuanzong, and when he entered the house, he saw Qing'er hiding in the corner of the bed, covering his ears with his hands, and his whole body was still trembling. Yingtian breathed a sigh of relief, flashed over and hugged her, and said gently: "Qing'er, Qing'er is not afraid, the young master is back!"

Qing'er suddenly felt that someone was hugging her, and just wanted to scream, when she heard Yingtian's voice in her ear, she suddenly turned around and hugged Yingtian, and broke down and cried. Heaven is pitiful, she has been staying in the house since Yingtian left, hearing the endless roars and miserable cries of beasts outside, I don't know what happened, I just hid in the room in fear and didn't dare to go out for a day. Now that I saw Yingtian, I relaxed and cried loudly.

Yingtian looked guilty, touched Qing'er's head, and comforted in a low voice. He still has palpitations when he recalls the tragic scenes he saw along the way.

And Ye Yin, who was covered in blood, also stood silently outside the Yingtian House at this time. Yingtian asked him to fight closely with him, but the battlefield was chaotic, and he was forced to separate early on. However, he is also a fortune teller, and he actually survived, and his cultivation broke through in the battle, and now he is in the early stage of foundation building.

Mei Changqing gathered all the soldiers, sect elders and disciples at this time. As the head of the first sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the master of Ji Hong's three royal families, he is naturally the most senior at the moment.

Mei Changqing counted it, there were still two hundred generals in the foundation building period, and there were only seventy or eighty disciples in the foundation building sect. Even him, the monks of the Jindan period are only five people.

However, among the people, Ji Wangbai and General Li were not seen. Asked about this, a lieutenant general said angrily: "Since the attack of the demon beast, General Li has not appeared, this kind of scum who runs away without a fight, the last general is really ashamed to be with him!"

"Not only that, but the innate thick earth and heavy defensive array mastered by General Li actually completely failed when the Great War began! All kinds of signs show that General Li has betrayed the imperial court!" said the old man of a sect in a deep voice.

Mei Changqing frowned, knowing that this matter was not simple. He said to the four Jindan elders of the other major sects: "Judging from the beast tide that attacked in the past year, there has never been such a huge scale, and behind this beast tide, I am afraid that there is a major conspiracy!"

"And the demon beasts will not retreat after just one attack, they always divide into several waves to attack, and at the latest one day, the beast tide will attack again!"

"Judging from the experience of previous years, the attack power of the next beast tide will definitely be stronger than this beast tide. The demon beast with the highest cultivation this time is the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, so the next attack, there will definitely be a demon beast with Jindan cultivation!"

"If a Jindan cultivator appears as a demon beast, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us five Jindan cultivators to compete. We must immediately notify the capital and the major sects, and now we urgently need the support of the Jindan powerhouse!"

"Sect Master Mei, if a Jindan cultivator appears as a demon beast, is there still a need to defend this city?" said a general who had built the foundation of the Great Perfection hesitantly.

Mei Changqing's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "I can tell you that the royal palace here is not only as simple as guarding the best mineral veins, but also guarding the Great Zhou Dragon Veins!"

"We can die, the dragon vein must not be lost! The royal family has sent a large number of high-level monks to arrive, we must hold on until that moment!"