The ancient city of Xianyang, where the human race gathers in the demon world, is located in the middle of the north of Qinghuai Ye and the south of Changhe Mountain. It is said that it is to survive in the gap between the two major demon beast races, but in fact, Xianyang City also occupies a considerable area of fertile land.

A very long time ago, a rare spatial rift between the human world and the demon world was unexpectedly opened, causing two completely different races to have the first contact. Tens of millions of monsters and terrans were forced to be involved in spatial rifts and displaced.

Fortunately, there are a large number of immortal monks among the human race in the demon world, and after going through countless ups and downs, everyone is warming up in the wave after wave of beast tides. Countless tribal villages gathered, rose in the end of the micro, with a hundred years of hard blood and tears of several generations as bricks, and finally able to gain a firm foothold in this demon world of the weak and the strong, and build this magnificent city-state that can be called a miracle.

Even the overlord of the thousands of loyal demon beasts under his command in the depths of Changhe Mountain had to admit that the weak race that he could kill with a snap of his fingers back then had become a thorn in his heart after thousands of years of lying on his back and tasting his courage.

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"Bang!"

In Xianyang City, on the Tianwei Mansion of the head of the three major families, a loud bang exploded with a heavy fist, and then a sound of sawdust splashing came out.

The atmosphere in the entire Tianwei Mansion was solemn and scary.

"This Changhe Mountain is really deceiving me and there is no one in Xianyang! We have been offering offerings to the king of Changhe Mountain for thousands of years, which has already given him a great face! This time it is so ridiculous that we should hand over two women we have never seen before, otherwise we will threaten to use the power of the ten thousand demons of Changhe Mountain to completely wipe out our Xianyang City from the territory of the demon world!"

In the middle hall of the mansion, a middle-aged man in a black overcoat was full of righteous indignation, and then sneered and sneered: "Is this king of Changhe Mountain sick in the brain?

An elder from Zhuge Sect beside the middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "The lord of the mansion should not be arrogant, I have a good temperament in Changhe Mountain, and I don't spit out bones and slag when I eat people, and we offer supply and demand on time every year, but every year the incident of our monks outside the city being infested by demon beasts has been high." And the thorn is ruthless, if he really can't get what he wants, I'm afraid he will really do something to slaughter the city. ”

The last one in the middle hall is a plump and beautiful woman with a graceful posture, with a hidden sound of silk bamboo piano flowing on her body, and hidden anxiety between her eyebrows, which adds to her unique style, "In the past few days, several disciples of my Miaoyin Sect have sent back information about the gathering of the demon beast army in the direction of Changhe Mountain at the cost of their lives, you see." ”

The beautiful woman's fingertips flickered, and a shadow stone jumped into the palm of her hand, and a ray of light projected on the shadow stone unfolded into a curtain, and a slightly blurred picture suddenly appeared.

In the picture, all the demons in Changhe Mountain gathered, and everywhere they saw with the naked eye were endless demon beasts, emitting bursts of deafening beast roars. The middle-aged man from Tianwei Mansion clenched his fists, and the words were cold, "What a Changhe Mountain, such a big beast tide can be regarded as a once-in-a-thousand encounter, and it really looks up to Xianyang!"

Suddenly, the picture shook violently, and the disciples of the Miaoyin Sect who were holding the shadow stone to record these pictures in the dark seemed to have made some mistakes, and their hidden figures were exposed, and several terrifying-looking demon beasts in the distant beast tide suddenly turned their heads to look at this side, and then the content of the picture became the process of the disciples of the Miaoyin Sect fleeing back to Xianyang City for their lives. An entire group of elite disciples of the Miaoyin Sect were hunted down one by one by the ferocious and bloodthirsty demon beasts, until the entire picture was soaked in scarlet with their blood.

The entire Tianwei Mansion was as quiet as death, and the cold sweat on the faces of the armored guards standing outside the middle hall was like a stream, rolling down their pale cheeks, shattering on the ground and splitting into eight petals.

The old man of Zhuge Gate, who boasted that he was not shocked when he encountered something, had a gloomy face like water, and asked the lord of Tianwei Mansion beside him: "Dare to ask the lord of the mansion, what kind of woman can make the person in Changhe Mountain not hesitate to spend so much money, but also gather the beast tide to slaughter me Xianyang and dig three feet into the ground?"

The middle-aged man took out two portraits and rubbed them, and the two stunning women jumped on the paper.

A carriage left the vast Qinghuai field, and you could already see the head of Xianyang.

The young man dressed in a black ceremonial brocade dress opened the curtain and looked at the magnificent city that looked like a giant beast crawling under the blazing sun in the distance, and said with a smile: "When I first saw Luoyang City in Cangxi Prefecture, I thought that Luoyang should be the largest and most impregnable city. Compared with the current Xianyang ancient city, it is more than inferior. ”

Transformed into a tiger form, the body easily pulled the carriage and grinned.

Xianyang City is incredibly high, and the thickness of the base can even be measured in "li". The impregnable structure of the Xianyang city wall is filled with solid filling and casting on the outside, the inside is filled with hard logs that are hundreds of feet tall in the Qinghuai wilderness, and the outer layer is repeatedly coated and reinforced with composite metal based on the thousand forging smelting techniques, and finally blessed day and night with the unique sacrificial alchemy of the human race.

The Baizhang city wall is deliberately designed to be slightly inclined inward, making the city wall like a slope, and many hidden grooves have been opened on the slope, from the appearance of the entire city wall covered with dried blood, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of vicious killing weapons will be hidden in these hidden grooves, not to mention the giant Zhuge Divine Crossbow placed in the towers at the top of the city wall.

The Zhuge Divine Crossbow is similar to the Thousand Machine Crossbow on the Qianfeng Ridge where Shaohua was originally located, this kind of heavy crossbow arrows with the size of an adult, each of which is carved and refined by a monk who is proficient in writing runes, and is powerful enough to easily bombard all the Yuanying Realm demon beasts in a straight line, and of course, it can also threaten some of the Great Demons of the Transformation God Realm who are slower.

Qing Xuan lifted the side curtain and looked at Xianyang City, which occupied her entire field of vision, her beautiful face was thoughtful, and her eyes lit up and said: "This is a hundred zhang city wall designed like a slope, if it is a large number of Yuanying Realm demon beast soldiers coming to the city, they will instinctively choose to jump on the city wall, no matter how good their body skills are, they need at least two or three times to step on the borrowing, so that they can maximize the penetration and lethality of those Zhuge Divine Crossbows on the city head?"

Chang Xi hugged Qing Xuan's head, smacked her smooth forehead, and smiled happily: "Xiao Xuan'er has opened her mind, it's not in vain that her husband has taught you so much along the way!"

Qing Xuan's shy face blushed to her neck, and she muttered softly in her throat.

Qing Xuan has always been following behind Xin Tong, and Xin Tong is in charge of everything, causing her to inadvertently lose the bearing of the eldest sister on Qingyun Peak.

Chang Xi has been teaching Qing Xuan how to be more independent and how to take the initiative to think about the cause and effect of a thing, so as to draw his own conclusions. This ability to think for himself is especially important for monks who are often on the verge of life and death or on the tip of a knife, and if they can master this skill, they are very likely to save their own lives at a critical moment, rather than pinning their hopes on others.

Qing Xuan spread out the scroll of the map written by the Blazing Wind Beast in his hand and said, "The map marks that there are three forces in this Xianyang City, and they have formed an alliance with each other's enemies, among which Ouyang Gong, the lord of Tianwei Mansion, is a cultivator in the Refining Void Realm, and the two leaders of Zhuge Sect and Miaoyin Sect are in the half-step Refining Void Realm. ”

Chang Xi, who sat down cross-legged again, sneered: "I don't care what kind of cultivation they have, and I don't have the ability to make them live better, as long as they don't get in the way of my business." ”