The situation is turbulent, and in the five states of the world, the Buddha and the demon are ambiguous, and I don't mention it. Ten years ago, there were actually three major events that caused a sensation in Luzhou in the north, one of which was the Buddha and Demon War that had kicked off, the second was the Taiyuan dispute, and the third was the annihilation of the Western Capital. Of these three major events, the third is particularly alarming, and it is by no means comparable to the first two.

It was the fall of a gate valve, and it was the change and passage of time.

After the Eastern Capital seized Taiyuan with trickery, and then used amazing means to push out the ambush soldiers who were ambushed in the Purple Mountain early, even the Spirit Demon Lord took action in this battle, and the shocking battle with the Demon Lord of Bliss fought from the ground to the Nine Heavenly Gang, and from the Nine Heavenly Gang to the Thirty-three Days of Outer Territory, and finally the Demon Lord of Bliss was defeated and escaped injured. At this point, thousands of people from the Western Capital, half of the demons who did not want to surrender died tragically, adding nourishment for the soul flag, among which there were even two great masters who cultivated as and two great masters who cultivated as masters, and died tragically in order to cover the escape of the other small half of the people, and their souls were scattered, and the rest were all merged into the Eastern Capital.

Purple Mountain is a blessed land, after the eastern capital occupies this place, it shows an amazing heritage, and it is occupied by the Wanhua Demon Sect, which takes only a few days, and it is obvious that there is a plan for a long time. All the surrendered disciples were selected by the other two sects, and the Ten Thousand Transformation Demon Sect did not take any of them. Before enough to distribute the benefits evenly, the Demon Gate also showed unprecedented unity.

And two consecutive heavy blows, the eastern capital completely showed the posture of the overlord of Luzhou, so that the Northern Sect, the Scattered Cultivation League, the Heavenly Workshop and the Linglong Pavilion were all dormant, and the scenery was the same for a while. From now on, the disciples of the Demon Gate have nothing to do with the Western Capital, and there is no Western Capital Demon Gate, and Luzhou in the north can almost walk sideways.

And the recruitment of the Demon Gate was carried out in the second year after the Jian Zhai was held, and the momentum was not far behind, causing panic in the real world. It is still said that in a few years, a big war will break out. But it seems that with the beginning of the widespread discipleship, the states remained in a stable situation despite the turmoil.

And now, ten years later, new changes have finally begun.

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"Hey, hey, hey, welcome to the land of death and chaos!"

Every monk or mortal who came to the Dead City for the first time would be told this sentence, and just outside the gates of the Dead City, a few monks who defended the city charged a lot of money to each fugitive who entered the city, and said this sentence with a strange smile.

The entrance fee to the city is really not low, and it requires three blue jades. For many casual cultivators and even mortals, this is almost all the belongings, and even many mortals can't take this belongings.

Don't doubt it, it's mortal. They are fugitives, wanted criminals who have fled to Luzhou from all over the country, and most of them are martial artists, or nobles of ordinary families escorted by scattered cultivators. They either kill people and set fires, or they are greedy, philistine, cunning and cruel, and there is no good thing, and they have no place for local people, so they have to flee here for the rest of their lives.

In this way, countless wicked people gathered in the dead city. Of course, there are many good people who have been captive by wicked people, but in such an environment as the city of death, who can always remain a good person? As for those mortals who do not kill people and set fires, do all kinds of evil, and do not be greedy, philistine, cunning and cruel, they cannot even pass through the desert of death.

The dead city is located in the north and south of the Shenfo battlefield about 10,000 miles away on a desert, with sudden heat and cold nights, accompanied by frequent winds and sandstorms, often torture passers-by to death, so it is also called the desert of death. The heat is unbearable during the day, and the cold at night is as cold as the moon in winter, and there is often snow, and the four seasons are not determined at all.

On this day, the yellow sand that covered the sky swept the entire dead city. About the end of the day, the air was so cold that it was about to freeze, and the guards at the city gate saw that no one had entered the city, so they hurriedly shrank their bodies, and were about to cover the city gate and hide in the city. Strange to say, the monk is no longer afraid of the cold and heat, but under this severe cold, he seems very weak.

However, at this moment, a pair of hands pressed on both sides of the crack in the door that was about to be closed, and then a slightly unruly and arrogant voice came: "Open the door for me!"

One of the guards furrowed his brows and said angrily, "Who, what time are you?

"I advise you to open the door and see who I am!" said the man in a whisper.

The guard originally wanted to forcibly close the door, but the other party's hands were not very thick, but they made the city gate immobile, thinking that the other party wanted to forcibly open the door, but it was just waiting for leisure, so he woke up and hurriedly opened the city gate.

"Sun ...... Senior Sun, hurry up and ...... Please come in quickly, please come ......" finally came back to his senses, and only then did he nod his head tremblingly.

I saw a young man of about twenty-five or sixteen years old standing outside the city, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, very handsome. His black hair was casually tied behind his head, and he was dressed in a colorful brocade robe of magnolia, and the sleeves were embroidered with a white skull pattern that stretched to the hem.

The corners of his mouth slightly outlined an arc, and suddenly an evil aura overflowed: "Finally, you still recognize me, just today, dare to stop me in the future, I can't spare you!"

"Yes, yes, Senior Sun is coming with the little one, Elder Cai has been waiting for a long time......

So saying, he led the young man into the city.

As soon as he entered the city, several beggars in ragged clothes rushed up: "Uncle, let's enjoy some food!"

The two of them paid no attention to it, because as long as they gave a reward, there would be an endless number of beggars who would come to beg, and they were all organized and disciplined beggars, and they were not ordinary beggars. It is wisest to choose to ignore it, if there are people from outside the city who don't know the opportunity, not only do they not give it, but they dare to kill people, just wait for bad luck.

However, this is just a trivial matter for the young man in brocade. A few scattered cultivators observed from afar for a moment, and they all shrank up in a trembling manner, for fear of being noticed by him. These people are all 'black shops' to solicit customers, as long as there are fat sheep into the city, they will try their best to trick the fat sheep into the black shop, and the end is self-evident.

But for the young people in brocade, they seem to be very afraid.

Unlike the Dawn City, where the night is singing, there are almost no places for sound and color in the Dead City. Except for going out to hunt a bug called 'Raging Sandworm' and bringing it back to make food, all the people of the Dead City only go out every day in exchange for what they need for cultivation.

In the Dead City, survival is an extremely demanding thing.

Therefore, the city of the dead is very deserted, and the market where the monks trade also has a fixed location, and will not appear in ordinary neighborhoods. Most of the inns and restaurants along the way are inns and restaurants, because of the wind and sand, the guise is covered with thick dust and sand, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the handwriting.

Along the way, no one dared to stop or embarrass them, and they obviously recognized the young man in brocade.

About half a minute away, on the main street, you can see a magnificent house in the distance. There was an old man at the door of the house who seemed to be standing for a long time, and as soon as the two stepped into the street, the old man's eagle-like eyes looked at him, and his voice was like this cold climate, and he said from afar: "Zhongmou, why did you come?"

PS: Well, the protagonist appeared, sprinkling flowers~~~~ This is a good addition, the white clothes are just healing, and the next thing is to rest~~