Bancheng Fengyue

Kaiyang Xingjun finished his explanation in one go, and waved his hand: "That's the end of today, and two days later, Chenshi Nantianmen will line up."

two days later? She thought she was going to go down soon.

The Shenshu courtyard was noisy, the young protoss were talking about the lower realm, it was very noisy. Xuan Yi put Bai Xue into his sleeves, the sweat on his body was completely dry at this moment, and she was very uncomfortable, and she never liked noisy places, so she simply got up and left.

The outside is even more chaotic, bustling with gods from all walks of life. Most of the great emperors above thirty-three days old and many protoss who had the title of emperor had never joined the ranks of killing demons. The upper realm has always been contemptuous of demons who are causing trouble. And forcibly included, but it caused a lot of complaints.

Xuan Yi was dazzled by the dazzling auspicious light, she originally wanted to find Qing Yan, and if the heavens slaughtered the demons, he would definitely come to Yuhua Palace, but she felt that she really had no ability to find him among so many protoss After walking around for half a day, he had no choice but to return to the Baijia Courtyard in resentment, and summoned the maidservant to wait for him to bathe and change clothes.

She didn't feel much about being a warrior in the lower realm, but wondered how Shaoyi knew half a month in advance, and those who stayed in Yuhua Palace every day didn't know.

This Qingyang clan really has some tricks.

The soft couch was placed on the turf outside the hall. Xuan Yi inserted his fingers into his half-wet hair and spread them out to dry. The cool autumn wind rustled the leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and she fell asleep without knowing when. In the middle of sleeping, she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past her ears, she opened her eyes vigilantly, and was shocked to find that the little golden dragon transformed from Fucang Sword into a dragon was entrenched in front of her.

He is back? Xuan Yi looked around, the Baijia courtyard was empty, not even a shadow.

Unexpectedly, the little golden dragon jumped up suddenly, extremely swiftly, cut off a lock of long hair around her ear, and bit it together with a pearl earring on her ear, it turned into golden light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Yi covered his ears and was stunned for a long time before he understood that Fu Cang, as a general of the Dingmao tribe who gathered countless elites from the God Realm, might be about to descend to the Realm soon.

If he doesn't come back, he won't come back. He actually used the sword to turn into a dragon and take away her earrings and hair. She likes that pearl earring very much.

Xuan Yi suddenly lay back on the soft couch. For some reason, his neck started to feel hot again, and he couldn't sleep anymore.

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Two days passed in a flash, and there were very few generals staying in the Yuhua Palace. Xuanyi had never been able to see Qingyan. After asking for a long time, he found out that Qingyan was actually assigned to the Dingmao Department, and was with Fucang , On the day of the convening, he was hurriedly sent to the lower realm.

This group of deranged emperors really refused to let go of a Zhuyin family. First, they forced her to stay in the Yuhua Palace, and then assigned Qing Yan, who was not yet 40,000 years old, to the Dingmao Department, waiting for this time to kill her. The mission of the demon clan is completed, and this account must be settled.

This time, with the order of the heavens to slaughter the demons, Emperor Bai Ze's war department was deployed in an orderly manner, and each department was distributed in a circle in the lower realm. The forces under his command were once again in charge of exterminating those small or unemerged demons, and the remaining scattered and weak ones were handed over to young warriors like Xuan Yi who had not yet reached 40,000 years old.

However, even with such a strict and serious deployment, dozens of generals were still killed yesterday. After all, the demons in the lower realms are erratic. is on.

This matter was what frightened the gods who joined the battle for the first time. When they gathered at the Nantian Gate, a little goddess beside Xuan Yi kept crying, and she felt that she couldn't even stand firmly.

A warrior from behind comforted him softly: "With Lord Kaiyang Xing here, we only need to deal with those weak and scattered demons, and we will be fine if we avoid the influence of the great kings. Don't be afraid."

The weeping little goddess shook her head in despair: "What if I really ran into the maharajas?"

Kaiyang Xingjun's cold and hard voice sounded from behind: "If you really hit him, you can escape if you can, and if you can't escape, you will perish obediently. What can you say?"

This cold reprimand made the little goddess cry even harder.

Kaiyang Xingjun was very dissatisfied with the low morale of the Yiyihai tribe. He frowned and said: "No one would be happy to see the general perish. If you can fight, you will fight. If you can't fight, you will flee. What's the use of crying? Your own life If you keep it for yourself, do you still want me to teach you?"

While speaking, the magnificent Nantian Gate was slowly opened inch by inch, and the turbid wind immediately entwined around the gods. Xuan Yi subconsciously took a deep breath—there has never been such a sticky wind in 23,000 years. The wind clings.

The warriors stepped on their mounts and followed Kaiyang Xingjun to leave the Nantian Gate. Amid the low and fearful sobs of the goddesses, the Yiyihai Department landed at the foot of Taihang Mountain in the lower realm.

"Array, get off your mount." Kaiyang Xingjun didn't say a word of nonsense, and the new warriors didn't even have time to drink, so they threw themselves into the task of killing the demons.

Probably because of Lihenhai, the turbid air in the lower realm is thicker than it was more than 20,000 years ago. The turbid air hovers among the branches and leaves of trees in the forest, and countless small and scattered demons hide in the dark. Find out and destroy them one by one.

"Look, it's not too difficult." The generals were still comforting the crying goddesses, "We have to deal with these little demons, don't worry."

Xuan Yi drifted slowly behind, almost dozing off with boredom, saying that they were going to deal with scattered demons, they were really scattered and very weak, not even as good as the vine demon who bewitched Yanxia back then, she even The snowflakes didn't even bother to fall, they just held the white snowball in their palms and looked around boredly.

A sudden gust of wind whizzed through the forest, Kaiyang Xingjun immediately raised his hand: "Stop!"

The generals looked up in amazement, only to see clusters of light red mist rising like thin clouds and water mist in the distance, approaching hundreds of miles in a flash. The presence of the demon mist proves that it is a very powerful demon clan, Kaiyang Xingjun's thoughts turned, this demon fog does not seem to be a particularly powerful demon clan, he can barely deal with it alone, he does not want to retreat, this retreat, B The morale of the Yihai Department will inevitably drop to the lowest level, and it will be difficult to cheer up.

"Stand up! Don't retreat!" He yelled sharply.

Before the words were finished, several clusters of monster mist rushed towards the face, covering the entire forest, and suddenly the wind was so strong that you couldn't see your fingers. Kaiyang Xingjun recited the mantra, and thousands of silver lights fell like torrential rain, and the four winds danced and whistled in the forest, but the silver light seemed to have no effect at all. Dao figure.

When Kaiyang Xingjun saw the tattoos on their belts, he couldn't help but suddenly changed his color. He was the demon warrior of Lord Shangmao! Wouldn't it be so unlucky to bump into the Maharaja in the world?

One of the four war generals took a step forward, with a haughty look: "Suihu Maharaja and the third prince are going to visit our maharaja's underground palace today. Maharaja has ordered us to clear the way and not let the gods of the upper world linger. Look at you I don’t even have the interest to kill these little gods who are shattered~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hurry up and get out of here!”

Kaiyang Xingjun's divine power was shaken, and he searched the surroundings carefully, but found no trace of Shangmao Maharaja. He felt more at ease immediately, and with a wave of his hand, the long whip rolled like a black snake, and the trees in the forest rolled up like lightning. Instantly swept away in half by the hurricane: "No need to talk nonsense! Go!"

The inexperienced generals had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up one after another, fighting with the four demon generals. There are 300 generals in the Yiyihai Division, and the opponent has only four, but they are not afraid. Those magical weapons seem to have no effect on them, and the generals are scratched by them.

This situation made the gods' scalps tingle even more. It was a miracle that one or two of the normally smooth spells could be released at this time. After the mid-air auspicious light and the demon mist entangled each other for a long time, the four demon generals gradually gained the upper hand.

Kaiyang Xingjun yelled anxiously: "Fight! What are you afraid of! If you don't fight, you will really die!"

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