That day, the world changed color.

Although I was not sure what happened, the residents of the northern city witnessed this extremely shocking and spectacular scene that day. The black 'rain' shot down like silk, and a blue light was shining under the clouds. A ray of fire flashed in the blue light, and a ray of light ran around like a dragon in the dark cloud. In the palace of the Northern Kingdom, the guards surrounded the palace gate of the inner and outer three layers. The northern king half opened his mouth and looked at the scene. After looking at it for a while, the king wiped his cold sweat and exclaimed: "This is a war between gods and demons? Why does it seem like the sky leaks?"

After saying that, he felt a little scared, so he took the lead with the help of the old eunuch and went back to write a poem.

And fierce battles over the northern country are in full swing.

Look at the figures of the demon soldiers, but it can be seen that they are transformed by insects and other objects. Most of them have wings behind them, and they occupy most of them with countless eyeballs like fish eggs in the eye sockets. They have three-petal mouths, and their velvet mouths are opened and the smell is swelling. Some snakes are like sharp thorns. The sharp thorns are nearly half a stubborn thorns, and some monsters have no legs, and their lower bodies are replaced by huge colorful flesh sacs. At the end of the flesh sac, a sharp sword-like sharp sac is about five inches long and covered with green mucus.

Mosquitoes, bees, mantis, flies... are really disgusting tastes.

Although they are all transformed by insects and fireflies, they are far from the monsters in the world due to the influence of the power of Tai Sui. Although Shi Sheng and they have the power of spirituality and still have no disadvantage in the battle with these tens of thousands of demons, this is not a long-term solution. While Liu Bolun was spraying fire at the fallen monsters, he secretly complained in his heart. Due to the previous back-to-water battle against Tai Sui, he used the alcohol that had been preserved for half a lifetime. Now there is only half a month of accumulated alcohol left in his body. Even if he uses the method of evading wine to return to unity, it is still a drop in the bucket.

What was more anxious than him was Li Hanshan. Although the power of Tai Sui in his body was nearly 60%, two more points more than Qiao Zimu. If he used it, these monsters were not worth mentioning at all, but Li Hanshan did not dare to use it. The reason was very simple: because he had sealed the Tai Sui demonic energy and the inner demon in his dream.

If this kind of demonic energy is used, the dream center demon will definitely take the opportunity to come out. The price is too high. Li Hanshan is not the Qiao Zimu who can reflect the malice. So once the inner demon breaks the barrier, it will not only fail to solve the problem, but there may be two Tai Sui in this world.

Therefore, he could only use this diligent spiritual sci-technique to fight the enemy. However, although Li Hanshan's spiritual sci-technique is now strong, the old man Zhaoku Vine is still a little worse. After all, only by being possessed by demons can he enter the highest level of spiritual sci-technique.

In the blue light, Li Hanshan formed all the fallen demon soldiers into meat sauce. Now the battle situation has come, the three brothers have eliminated the four hundred demon soldiers, but seeing dark clouds, the demon soldiers are coming like a tide. If this continues, how long can they last?

And at this moment, Qiao Zi's voice suddenly came from the black clouds: "You are very motivated, you are worthy of being the three heroes of the contemporary world. How does it feel to kill these flies and mosquitoes?"

Listening to his sarcasm, Liu Bolun was furious. He swallowed the wine in his mouth, then looked up and yelled: "What are you arrogant?! It's just a rat crossing the street with a dog's luck. Tell you, in our eyes, the group of bed bugs you sent are not enough to see!"

After saying that, he poured strong wine and sprayed hard. After hearing his words, Qiao Zimu sneered and said to them: "Then you fight. Anyway, they are just some bugs. After fighting this batch, the next batch will come to you soon. Don't worry. I won't give you any rest time, so I will definitely let you have fun."

What a despicable means.

The three of them cursed in their hearts: It seems that this old thief was prepared for a long time, and as he said, what the three of them are facing now is not a simple battle, but a pursuit without any breathing.

Although they are strong, they are physical mortals after all. If they continue to fight, they will sooner or later exhaust their energy. By then, they will become fish on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered. And if they are finished, there will be no existence in this world that can fight against Old Thief Qiao.

The situation is indeed too unfavorable for them now, but this is not what Shisheng is most worried about.

Shisheng didn't say anything at that time. After using the window to break the heads of the two demon soldiers, he wiped the blood from his face with the back of his hand, looked at the demon cloud on the corners of his eyes, and pondered in his heart: This old thief is more despicable than any enemy we have encountered before. Fortunately, he doesn't know the temperament of ours. Otherwise, he would be really doomed today.

Yes, Qiao Zimu actually has a way to defeat Shisheng them now. Now that the demon soldiers are in a hurry, as long as he invites the lives of the people in the north, Shisheng and they will most likely be in a mess. It would be easy to defeat them when they want to.

Qiao Zimu actually thought so, but the reason why he didn't do this was actually due to his own thinking. Qiao Zimu is extremely selfish and can do anything to achieve his goal. So he thought, if he set the target of these demon soldiers in the North City, the power of this army would be dispersed. If these brats want to escape to save their lives, where will they find them in the future?

After all, those people have nothing to do with them, and anyone can say beautiful words, but in life and death, who would be so stupid to do the stupid thing of sacrificing himself to save others?

When you look at people with the eyes of ghosts, there are ghosts everywhere. When you look at people with the eyes of Buddha, all sentient beings are Buddhas.

The selfish Qiao Zimu only looks at others with his narrow and distorted values, so naturally he will not understand that Shisheng has done this kind of thing many times.

At this moment, Shisheng felt a cold wind blowing from the back of his head, so he bent down while coming to his senses, and a slight intestine that was full of life passed by two inches above his head. Shisheng looked back and saw a demon soldier with a hole in his stomach grabbing his intestines and smiling at him.

Aren’t these guys afraid of pain? Shisheng cursed inwardly, and Qiao Zi’s voice came again: “Why, is it powerless so soon? What about the momentum just now? It’s really boring. Why don’t we have some fun?”

It was bad, this old thief must have their hearts. Shisheng looked behind him and thought about what the monarch of the northern country said not long ago. His hometown was about to live a good life, so how could Shisheng let him finish this way?

Thinking of this, Shisheng gritted his teeth and made a decision. He kicked on a monster and then rushed back into the blue light again.

"Drunk ghost, fire!!" Shisheng shouted while using his fingertips to tickes on his forehead. Liu Bolun understood and swung his cheeks, spurting the fire towards Shisheng. Shisheng's body was instantly swallowed by the fire, and in the fire. Shisheng put his hands together with the fire and entered the Yin body state of the "Ghost Domain Jialan" with his spiritual power.

The Yin wind suddenly rose, and the power of death emerged. Shi Sheng, who had pale skin and eyes like a ferocious beast, burst into laughter. He waved the window, and a Yin wind mixed with the power of death pulled dozens of demon soldiers above his head into pieces. The scattered corpses were covered with white frost. Looking from a distance, it was like snow suddenly appeared in the air!

It was obviously the first time Qiao Zimu saw this kind of power, and he heard Yun Zhong's voice say: "Okay, there are some tricks. Let me see how many evil things you can't kill, the stinky brat, have."

While speaking, the voice in the cloud ordered that the target of the demon army was concentrated on Shisheng. This was Shisheng's purpose. He waved two more sticks, then shouted at Liu Bolun and Li Hanshan: "Hanshan drunken ghosts! Three days later, the 'healing part' gathered!!"

Liu Bolun and Li Hanshan were shocked! But in a flash, they understood what Shisheng meant. Indeed, the despicable old thief was not there, and this battle could be said to be meaningless, and the battlefield is not good for them now. Instead of continuing to waste time with these monsters over the northern country, it would be better to escape and make plans!

The old thief now has only three of them. If they retreat, the northern country can escape the danger of massacre of the city! So, after thinking about this, the two nodded heavily. Li Hanshan reached out to Liu Bolun and shouted loudly, and the light between his eyebrows was flashing. Liu Bolun only felt that his feet felt as if he was stepping on the ground, so the two of them exerted force, broke through the encirclement of the demon soldiers, flew in different directions, one west and one east!

Shisheng was the last one to leave because he was a little worried about whether Qiao Zimu would spread his anger in the North City after they left, but obviously he was worried, because Qiao Zimu didn't expect that they had just fought for a while and when they saw that the two were about to run, Qiao Zimu subconsciously asked the two teams of demon soldiers to chase him.

"I thought you were so tough, but I didn't expect it to be so." Qiao Zimu in the cloud sneered: "Are you afraid that you will leave? I will slaughter the whole city?"

Shisheng was shocked, but fortunately, there was only one expression on his face at that time, and the scene was chaotic, so Qiao Zimu could not see the flaw. Although Shisheng was nervous, he understood that he had to bet now! So, while using the power of death to kill the demon soldiers, Shisheng looked up and smiled arrogantly: "You can give it a try, haha!"

After saying that, Shisheng gritted his teeth and fought a bloody road towards the south. Qiao Zimu saw that he was smiling so "sincerely and evil", how could he know that this was because of Shisheng's power of death? So at that moment, the balance in his heart was also shaken.

For Qiao Zimu, how can the life of Shisheng be important in this northern country? As long as Shisheng is killed, how many northern countries cannot be defeated?

Therefore, the traitor chose to let his demon soldiers chase Shisheng.

Seeing the overwhelming monster chasing him, Shisheng felt lucky: It's so good, no matter what, this hometown has been saved.

Shisheng was full of gratitude at the time, but he did not consider his situation at all. Since he was the last one to escape, and the deepest ties between him and Qiao Zimu were also the ones who were chasing Li Hanshan and Liu Bolun, he was the one who was chasing him.

Seeing the dark clouds at the gate of the city dissipate into three parts and leave separately, this wonder made the people in the city wonder, and most of them wondered: What's wrong today?

In the palace, after hearing the news, the monarch of the northern kingdom threw the sweaty pen in his hand on the table, leaned on the dragon chaise and sighed: "The gods really have a way, it's great."

The North, which was in crisis, was thus preserved, but I didn't know that this was just the beginning.

Shisheng stepped on the window and rushed southward. The demon soldiers behind him were chasing him reluctantly. Shisheng frowned and accelerated again. With the cold wind, Shisheng's speed had reached its limit. Seeing that the demon soldiers were getting farther and farther away, Shisheng's heart still did not relax at all, because the time limit of "Ghost Domain Jialan" was getting closer and closer, so he wanted to run as far as possible before he reappeared his breath.

Gradually, the snow on the ground became thinner and thinner. The moment before Shisheng reached his limit, he had already left the northern territory. Shisheng only felt a tightness in his chest at that time. Then, the time limit for the Guiyuan Jialan reached, and Shisheng fell downwards in the air.

Below me was a wasteland, with yellow weeds and waists high, and when the wind blew, it made a rustling sound.

Although he had his feet on the ground, Shisheng still sat in the grass. He gasped and touched his chest, which was a vague pain. It was obvious that the injuries from the battle half a month ago had not yet healed.

If you don’t use the Guidi Jialan, is the power you can use? Is it the usual seven points or eight points?

Fighting in this state is really an unwise choice, although I had no choice. Thinking of this, Shisheng smiled self-deprecatingly, so he sat cross-legged and started to adjust his breathing as fast as possible, because he knew that time was precious and he would not take a little longer. There was a more dangerous battle waiting for him.

Sure enough, after two moments, a cold wind suddenly rose, and the weeds on the wasteland swayed like waves. Shisheng opened his eyes, but when the demon cloud in the northern sky chased after it again, the despair and suppressed demonic aura appeared again. After the wild beasts living here felt the demonic aura, they were so scared that they ran around.

A rabbit hit a stone in panic and died. Shisheng ignored the army of demon soldiers who were catching up. He just stood up silently and picked up the rabbit. He pulled out a piece of yellow paper from his left hand. After shaking, a flash of fire appeared, and the rabbit was instantly roasted and browned.

And at this moment, the demon cloud was already pressing down, and Qiao Zimu's disgusting voice appeared again like thunder: "Run, why don't you run? It's strange why I know you are like this?"

Shisheng didn't say anything, but just grabbed the rabbit meat with his left hand and ate it in big mouthfuls. Qiao Zimu found that he hated this little devil more and more, so he sneered: "Don't worry, this is your last meal. Eat more so you can get on the road."

Shisheng swallowed the flesh in his mouth, then slowly raised his head, shook his head against the Yaoyun on the top of the cover, and then said slowly: "First, I am just hungry and want to eat enough to get a bug before hitting the insects. Second, I know why you found me? Isn't it just this thing? You hide it on me and think I didn't find it?"

While speaking, Shisheng threw away the half fan of rabbit flesh, then reached out and grabbed his back, and grabbed a bed bug about an inch wide. Although the bug was small, it had human facial features. Now, after being caught by Shisheng, he struggled hard and made a squeaking sound.

This monster was just in a melee, and was ordered by Qiao Zimu to hide behind Shisheng. It was precisely because of its connection that the army of monsters led here.

Shisheng pinched the little monster and wiped it on his robe. After wiping it with his right hand, he opened the window and pointed it straight above. He said coldly: "Third, don't let me hear you speak in the voice of my senior brother anymore. This will make me extremely disgusted. Please wait. After I clean up these bugs, the next one will be you."

The reason why Shisheng did not remove the little monster on his back was because he was afraid that Qiao Zimu would vent his anger on the northern country again. When he thought that this battle was inevitable, Shisheng led them here. He was in a wasteland and there was no trace of anyone around him. Therefore, Shisheng could show off his strength without any scruples. Although his old injuries have not yet been healed, his anger has long been unable to be suppressed. Even if he faces thousands of demon soldiers, what are you afraid of?

When Qiao Zimu saw Shisheng's appearance, the hatred squeezed in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He heard the command from Yunzhong, and the demon soldiers like rain poured down again. Five thousand or six thousand? Anyway, they can't count it, but it's better. If so many people chase me, the drunkard and Hanshan would be relatively relaxed.

Thinking of this, Shisheng snorted coldly, then he turned out a stack of yellow paper talismans from his left hand. With a wave, the yellow talismans floated all over the sky, and he held the right hand that was lifting the window and swung it. He faced the demon soldiers in the floating yellow talisman and raised his head and roared: "Come on!!"

The wasteland was shrouded in darkness, the weeds were broken into powder, thunder was everywhere, and the land was shaking!

A fierce battle began again.

The earthquake lasted for nearly half a day, and it was not until night fell that it slowly eased.

In a village about thirty miles away from the wasteland, due to the slight shock of the land, the villagers dared not stay in the house. The village is not small in size. The villagers have been farming for generations and have been thriving in the soil to this day. To the north of the village, on a bench outside a small earthen house, there was a middle-aged man wearing a patched jacket sitting. The man looked at the northern sky at night and was thinking. He had been dazed here for a while, and seeing him frowning, he seemed to have sensed something that he disliked from that direction.

And at this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the dirt house: "The head of the house, the 'monster' you picked up yesterday woke up. He yelled to find a knife to eat. God, can the knife be eaten? What should I do? Will I give it to it?"

While speaking, a slightly fat village girl ran out of the house. The man looked at his wife with a serious expression. Then he stood up as if he had made up some determination. He said to his wife: "If you don't give it, tie it up, I'll go out for a while and wait for me to come back."

While speaking, the man came to the wall, touched a long leather-shelf sword, and after pulling it out, it shone in the night. When his wife saw that he was about to leave, she said in wonder: "Where are you going so late?"

The man held the sword behind his back, then turned around and left, and said anxiously as he walked, "Don't worry, lock the door and wait for me to come back!"
Chapter completed!