Outside of Time

The world of Wangu is vast and endless. The Shenglan Domain located in the south is only a corner of the entire continent when viewed as a whole, far inferior to the core of Wangu.

But before the divine catastrophe came, this domain was still quite famous. Although it was remote, it was connected to Lingtian Domain to the north, Wangyue Domain to the west, and an ancient desert road from Yanxuan Domain to the northwest.

Moreover, because both the southeast and the southeast are bordered by the sea, both navigation and products are extremely rich. At its peak, it was even enough to be ranked among the top ten human regions.

But the arrival of the remnant face of the gods changed everything. The boundless forbidden sea brought to the Shenglan Territory no longer riches, but endless heterogeneity and crises.

As all this continues, the light of the Shenglan Territory also dims rapidly. Coupled with the decline of the human race, due to the changes of the Human Emperor, it eventually falls into the bottom stream and becomes useless.

The moon-watching domain became the moon-sacrifice domain.

The Lingtian Domain has also become the Black Spirit Domain of the Black Sky Clan.

As for the ancient desert road connected to the Yanxuan Territory, it has become a place that cannot be entered, because the Yanxuan Territory... no longer belongs to the human race and has become the frontier of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.

Until... the appearance of the Ziqing Kingdom made this gloomy vast area shine with a dazzling light again. It was as bright as a galaxy, making all the people of Wanggu Continent feel palpitated.

But it was just a flash in the pan. With the tragic death of Prince Ziqing, all the glory turned into smoke.

Even if the Seventh Prince arrives, the battle between the Human Emperor and the Black Sky Clan releases the Sun of Dawn, the Black Sky Clan is defeated, and this generation of Grand Duke Shenglan chooses to return, all these things are only small-scale fluctuations.

For the entire Wanggu Continent, there is actually not much trouble.

If you want to really create a storm, these things are obviously not enough.

No one knows whether the Shenglan Territory will be able to shine as brightly as the Ziqing Shangguo in the future, which shocked the whole Wanggu.

At this moment, in the northern part of the Shenglan Territory, in what was once Lingtian and now the Black Spirit Territory, the war is in full swing. Looking around, in the extremely bright sky and earth, the defense of the Black Sky Clan is retreating steadily.

Although there are many powerful people in the Black Sky clan, the ubiquitous Sun of Dawn has done great harm to them. The Black Sky Emperor and the peak powerhouses of many clans have been assassinated and severely injured by mysterious cultivators.

All this made the Black Sky Clan passive, and the moment the red moon disappeared, although it would take time for the outside world to know about this and determine the truth or falsehood, most of the devout people in the Black Sky Clan felt something at that moment.

This induction made things worse, causing the Black Sky clan to fall into sorrow.

Compared with the unprecedented weakness of the Heitian Clan, the war launched by the human race this time was as powerful as a rainbow. It was not only King Tianlan who was dispatched. Outside the two major areas of the Heitian Clan, a total of thirteen kings of the human race were dispatched. .

Invading two major areas of the Black Sky Clan from thirteen directions.

Especially King Dongding, as the king of the mother clan of the three princesses, he has amazing combat power and personally takes command, giving the Black Sky clan a huge sense of oppression.

At the same time, it also put a lot of pressure on King Tianlan.

In order to support the Seventh Prince, their family paid a huge price to gain the Human Emperor's acquiescence, and one of the costs was that he needed to capture half of the Black Spirit Realm.

This is also the reason why King Tianlan recruited monks from all over the region after he came to the Shenglan Region. To him, it doesn't matter whether the people in the Shenglan Region are alive or dead. The big deal is to rest and recuperate in the future.

The important thing now is that this war must be won, so that the Seventh Prince can truly turn this place into a fiefdom.

And if he wants to win, it is not enough to rely on the subordinates he brings. He also needs to perform a forbidden magic.

This technique requires the blood and soul of all living beings.

As a result, recruitment orders were issued one after another from the Seventh Prince, and batches of people in charge of recruiting troops were forced to recruit troops in various places throughout the region with great righteousness.

If there is any disobedience, it will be reported to the Seventh Prince, who will coordinate the rear government affairs and arrange for the guards to clear it out.

This matter has been going on for half a year.

The sentient beings of all races in the Shenglan Region used their lives and flesh and blood to spread out the battlefield of the Heitian Clan inch by inch, including Fenghai County.

In the face of righteousness and the king of heaven, it is impossible for Fenghai County to disobey. Even if he knows that King Tianlan retains his own elite and tries to use flesh and blood to unfold the forbidden law, there is nothing he can do.

In just six months, five batches of troops have been sent to the battlefield.

In the fifth batch, half were sword holders.

This was a time of crisis for Fenghai County, which had just experienced a war. Most of the sects and ethnic groups in the county chose to defect to the Seventh Prince.

Fenghai County also has no ability to organize the sixth batch of armies unless... all the remaining sword holders and the seeds of each sect are sent out.

But in that case, Fenghai County would have no future.

However, the gap in status and strength between the two sides made Fenghai County unable to resist. At this moment, outside the capital of Fenghai County, there was a group of monks arriving in the sky holding the Seventh Prince's military recruitment order.

This group of people numbered tens of thousands and were divided into two parts. One part was in front, wearing black robes and embroidered with golden swords, flying roaring in the sky.

Among these people, the human race accounts for the majority, and there are also some foreign races. They are all cultivators of various clans and clans in the former Fenghai County.

After they chose to defect, they defected to the Seventh Prince and their identities changed. Now, under the orders of the Seventh Prince, they are like imperial envoys, coming here to forcibly recruit troops.

At this moment, everyone looked relaxed and laughed and chatted with each other. Most of them looked at Fenghai County with contempt, and some had sneers on their lips.

And behind them were thousands of warriors in blood armor and blood robes, all of them with cold expressions and strong evil aura. Everywhere they passed, they were like dark clouds, with extraordinary momentum.

They were not monks from the Shenglan Domain, but from the Imperial Capital, and were the guards brought by the Seventh Prince.

Each one was riding a black giant lizard wearing battle armor. As they approached the county capital, they felt a strong sense of domineering and destruction.

Among the tens of thousands of monks, there is also a canopy raised high, with a white flying elephant below, which is particularly conspicuous among them.

Sitting on the white elephant was a middle-aged man wearing armor. His appearance was unremarkable, but when his eyes were open and closed, there was a cold light flashing.

There are more than a dozen golden-armored figures around, each of them exudes terrifying fluctuations. The aura of returning to the void spreads across the world, causing the color of the sky to change, forming a black cloud. As they move forward, this black cloud also rolls and forms. go.

There is an old man beside the white elephant.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and there were threads in his eyes like shooting stars. As he walked along, he looked at the Fenghai County Capital in the distance, which was held up by the statue of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou, with a hint of resentment and hatred in his expression.

"Xue Lianzi, Zheng Kaiyi, and that bitch Xu Qing!"

The old man gritted his teeth, the fire of hatred in his heart burning fiercely.

The middle-aged man on the white elephant glanced at the old man and smiled faintly.

"Ling Yun, there are many of your old friends here."

When the old man heard this, he immediately bowed his head respectfully and bowed with his fists clasped.

"Lord Governor, please allow me to catch up with my old friend for a while."

He said the word "old friend" through gritted teeth.

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded.

This old man is none other than Sheng Yunzi's grandfather, the ancestor of Lingyun Sword Sect of the Eight Sects Alliance.

In the past, he was punished for a period of seclusion because of Sheng Yunzi. After the appearance of King Tianlan, the General Alliance released him before rebelling. After explaining everything, Ancestor Lingyun chose to follow him and defected to the Seventh Prince together.

Today, he was the one who asked for orders to accompany him here.

He is not worried that Fenghai County will resist, because under the current circumstances, resistance will hasten death.

He even had expectations in his heart.

"If they resist, they will die. If they don't resist, they will die!"

"It's pity that my grandson obviously has the qualifications of the ancient emperor, but because of that bitch Xu Qing, he is jealous of my grandson's qualifications and viciously persecutes him!"

"My son died tragically because of Zheng Kaiyi!"

"The root of all this is Xue Lianzi!"

"All of you will die!"

Ancestor Lingyun had a strong murderous intention in his eyes. He looked at the sea-sealing capital in front of him. He raised his right hand and waved. Suddenly, the black clouds in the sky rolled with his thoughts, forming streaks of lightning that crossed the sky and converged into a huge thunder dragon. , with a deafening roar, went straight to the capital of Fenghai County.

It seems to tear it apart.

In an instant, the thunder dragon reached the mid-air of Fenghai County. Just as it was about to fall, a figure appeared in front of the thunder dragon and raised its hand to press it.

The Thunder Dragon was blocked, and no matter how hard it struggled, it was of no avail. It finally exploded, forming an arc-shaped rain of lightning that covered Fenghai County.

The streets and alleys in the entire Fenghai County were quiet at the moment, and all ordinary people were asked to stay at home and not go out.

Only the monks of the Three Palaces and the elites of various sects who lived and died with Fenghai County looked at the sky with anger in the county capital.

There were Yao Yunhui, Li Shitao, Qixuetong disciples, and too many people Xu Qing was familiar with.

However, his second senior brother was not here, and neither was Kong Xianglong.

And in the sky, with the arrival of the black army at this moment, the surrounding black clouds are becoming more and more violent, and the momentum is strong. From a distance, compared with them, Fenghai County is like a lonely boat in the angry waves, which can capsize at any time.

In the army, the middle-aged man on the white elephant breathed a sigh of relief and said something casually.

"You know best how much information Fenghai County has. I will give you one stick of incense to complete the recruitment. I have to go to the next stop."

As he spoke, he picked up a volume of ancient books and read them, as if he didn't care about what happened next.

The soldiers and cultivators next to him were also indifferent.

Only the monks in front who were originally from Fenghai County were shouting loudly, including Ancestor Lingyun.

He looked down at the person who exploded his thunder dragon, filled with murderous intent.

"Zheng Kaiyi!"

The old man in the air is none other than Master Qi.

He looked at the army with a gloomy expression. He waved his hand slightly to disperse the arc-shaped lightning on his palm. At the same time, behind him, in the fluctuation of nothingness, one after another figures appeared one after another.

First it was Marquis Yao, then the succeeding Palace Masters of the Three Palaces, as well as the deacons of each palace, and even the powerful men from various sects, all of whom had returned to the void and cultivated their abilities, appeared in the sky.

Xue Lianzi, Yan Yan's grandmother, and the three heads of the Eight Sect Alliance were all inside.

All of them looked solemn.

However, compared with before Xu Qing left, there are much fewer people appearing now.

Those who go less often will either defect or die in battle.

There is also a woman in the crowd, wearing a long purple dress, like a redbud blooming in the sky. She is extremely beautiful. She is Zixuan.

She stood there, very conspicuous, and judging from her position, it was obvious that her status was different from others, and she was more noble.

There seemed to be a trace of sadness between her eyebrows, which made her look a little melancholy. Now she frowned and looked at the ancestor Lingyun and the army behind him.

The entire Fenghai County was silent.

The arrival of the army created huge pressure and enveloped everyone in Fenghai County. It was not that they did not want to send troops, but that they had gone to the extreme.

"Yao Tianyan, Zheng Kaiyi, you are so brave!" Ancestor Ling Yun stepped out and stood in front of the army, with murderous intent in his eyes and unprecedented relief in his heart, and sneered.

"Seven days have passed since the Seventh Prince recruited you. Your Fenghai County is seeing a crisis on the battlefield. Our human race has suffered heavy casualties, but we only want to protect ourselves and are unwilling to send a single soldier."

"By behaving like this, you are collaborating with the enemy, and you are the scum of the human race!"

"The Lord Governor has arrived in person today. If you are still stubborn, does this Fenghai County still belong to the human race? Is there still a human emperor above your heads? Do you still have the righteousness of the human race in your hearts?"

Ancestor Lingyun has experienced too many things in his life, and he has long been cultivated to be wise and scheming. Every word he speaks carries great meaning, and every sentence is true to the human race, far beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

At this moment, these impassioned words echoed, and even the middle-aged man on the white elephant in the army looked up with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Everyone in Fenghai County was filled with sorrow and anger after hearing this. Most of the monks from the Three Palaces in the county capital were livid, gnashing their teeth, and their eyes were filled with anger. In the sky, Marquis Yao took a step forward, looking sad and angry.

"You said that our Fenghai County only knows how to protect itself and is unwilling to send any soldiers. In the past six months, our Fenghai County has sent five batches of millions of men, as well as the master of the Palace of Obedience and many deacons from the Third Palace!"

"These millions of men are our hope for the future of Fenghai County, and they are our only remaining source of soldiers!"

"Each clan, especially our Fenghai County human race, has run out of fuel."

"Now, you're here to confuse right and wrong!"

"You keep talking about the righteousness of the human race, but you dare to ask me how many of the five groups of millions of men in Fenghai County are still alive today? The master of the Palace of Fengxing died in the battle, and many deacons were buried in foreign lands. Their deaths were not for the righteousness of the human race!"

"And our Fenghai County has experienced many things in recent years. We were responsible for the Shenglan invasion ourselves. Three palace masters died in battle, the county guard died mysteriously, and the seventh prince came to plunder the victory. It seemed like a rescue, but in reality, No one knows!”

"Isn't it enough that the five batches of millions of men who died in Fenghai County have been extinguished? Even our last flame has been extinguished!"

Yao Hou straightened his back, looking not at Patriarch Lingyun, but at the army behind him, speaking with a clear conscience.

The seventh master next to him also stepped out at this moment, looked at the white elephant in the army, and spoke calmly.

"We have human justice in our hearts, and we can sacrifice, but it must be worth it."

"I would like to ask Lord Governor how many battlefields the Seventh Prince has sent to the battlefield."

The middle-aged man on the white elephant in the army did not put down the ancient book in his hand, but just spoke lightly to the ancestor Lingyun.

"You still have half a stick of incense left."

Ancestor Lingyun's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he scanned the county capital city. Finally, he looked at Qi Ye, Yao Hou and others, and let out a cold voice.

"The Sword-bearing Palace, the Fengxing Palace, and the Silu Palace. The palace masters, deputy palace masters, deacons, and monks holding swords in these three palaces will be dispatched as many as are left."

"Each sect, the sect leader joins the battle."

"In addition...His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince named Xu Qing to participate in the battle in the first call half a year ago. You are using him as an excuse to hide in seclusion. This time, Xu Qing must participate in the battle!"

"Within half a stick of incense, Yi Qian and others, as well as Xu Qing, must be assembled!"

After Ancestor Lingyun finished speaking, he took a step forward.

This step surpassed the sky thunder, roaring in all directions, causing the color of the wind and clouds to change, and the sky to form a huge whirlpool. During the rumbling rotation, everyone in Fenghai County was extremely angry, and their momentum was raised one by one.

Yao Hou showed determination in his eyes, and after looking at Master Qi, there was a touch of decisiveness in his determination, and his voice echoed with evil aura.

"Three Palaces!"

In an instant, the three palace masters behind him each rose into the sky, and one after another they let out low roars of summons.

Especially the Sword-holding Palace in charge of the battle, the then deputy palace master and now the palace master, uttered chilling sounds in the world.

"Where is the sword holder!"

His words echoed throughout the county capital. Figures rose from the ground one by one in the county capital, and solemn voices were heard.

"The sword holder, Sun Chenwu, is here!"

"Zhang Hao, the sword holder, is here!"

"The sword holder, Lu Tao, is here!"

…

Among these many voices, there was one voice that was particularly clear, like thunder exploding in everyone's ears, causing endless waves.

"Xu Qing, the sword holder, is here!"