In the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, there are more than one war fire ignited at this moment.

To the south are the Three Kingdoms to attack Qin, but in the distant north, there are also three armies to destroy Qiang.

The Qiang Kingdom was once a vassal state of Qiang Kingdom, and was on the stage of heroes competing for hegemony.

However, this has become history. Seven years ago, the war in Yanggangcheng not only died as the Duke of Qiang, but also caused Qiang to fall into a slump and completely lose its military strength to protect itself.

For seven years, under the willful exploitation of Hehuan Pavilion, the Qiang Kingdom has declined more and more, like a dilapidated house. It is possible to collapse with a bang with just a slight gust of wind.

However, the wind rose in the Dazheng Kingdom in the south, and it was a hurricane that destroyed the world. The three armies were like three strong winds, destroying this corrupt country at the speed of the wind and lightning.

In less than half a month, the three armies pushed the front line to the border of Qiang State, without even any resistance. The huge territory of the six prefectures and thirty-four cities of Qiang State soon became the power map of the Great Zheng State.

The command of the Crazy Dao Zhenjun was invincible and went straight to Huanglong to capture Qiangzhou. The army continued to march northward until Yinsha Pass on the border of Dingzhou, and stationed 70,000 troops not far from the pass to prevent the Xia army from breaking through the pass and heading north.

Zhenjun Zhenjun led the northeast route. In less than seven days, he broke Ruzhou and continued to advance eastward, seized six cities in Fanzhou, and stationed his troops in the Fanjing Mountains as a natural barrier to resist the surprise attack of the cavalry of Jue Kingdom.

The True Lord Wanjian went northwest, first seizing the five cities of Kezhou, then a surprise attack and occupying the land of Ruzhou, and deploying defenses on the south bank of the border Rushui River to resist the embarrassment of the army of Beiguo.

The three armies marched quickly and occupied the dangerous and critical areas on the border, as if they were ready to go to war on the whole line. With the current strength of the Great Zheng State, they do have such capital and can challenge the three vassal states at the same time.

Moreover, while the army was advancing northward, it also thoroughly cleaned up the Qiang officialdom. In this corrupt and devastated country, corrupt officials were everywhere. The people had long been in poverty and were about to reach the critical point of officials forcing the people to rebel. Just when the troops of the Great Zheng State were at the city, they not only celebrated this, but even opened the city gates inside and outside.

Under the iron-fisted method of Dingjunhou, the Qiang State's officialdom was completely liquidated, and the officials sent by the Dazheng State were completely replaced, and the code was reorganized and the backlog of cases was dealt with, and the unhealthy trends were gradually eliminated.

Not only that, the Jindan sects in various states were also thoroughly cleaned.

The six sects were choosing the spiritual veins, so they immediately set up a sect and invited fellow practitioners of cultivation to watch the ceremony. It can be said that after the Qiang Kingdom was destroyed, the cultivation world was also changing the days and changed the days, and they all became monks of the Great Zheng Kingdom.

The heroes violate the ban with martial arts, and this is especially true for cultivators. Cultivators who practice in the territory of the Great Zheng Kingdom must register with the government to prevent those who are ill-hearted and ensure the stability of each city.

The Qiang Kingdom returned to Zheng, covering the six states and lands. From then on, the power of the Great Zheng Kingdom was directly expanded to twenty-one states, becoming a veritable second-level cultivation country.

While Wujimen was showing off his fists and opening up the territory in the northern part of the border, however, in the direction of Mount Yunzhou, there was a shocking news, which was spreading like wings, spreading towards the spiritual realm of the border like ripples.

In the Deacon Hall of Wuji Sect, an eighth-level transformed insect betrayed the sect and actually attacked the head's cave at night and plundered Princess Phoenix. I still don't know where to escape?

It is said that the Wuji Zhenwang was so angry that he had sent his disciples to arrest him everywhere, and even held high sea capture rewards. As long as he found the traces of these eighth-level transformed insects, he would get unimaginable rewards.

This news was absolutely sensational and soon caused a lot of controversy. In the cultivation world of Dazheng Kingdom, cultivators who heard this news were inevitably angry about it. Everyone was punished by traitors and had to accept public condemnation.

At this time, in the lobby of the Zuixian Dining Store in Juncheng, Yongzhou, such a discussion came.

"Did you hear that? Just a few days ago, an eighth-level transformed insect betrayed the Wuji Sect and kidnapped Princess Phoenix."

"Of course I know that this strange insect is called the Six-winged Frost Snake. It was originally the spiritual pet of Xuanyin Gong of the Great Qin, but for some reason it became the spiritual beast of Wuji Sect?"

"It is said that when Xuanyin Gong fell into Wuji Sect, the six-winged frost snake lost its owner, and because of its form at that time, it pretended to surrender to Wuji Sect, and it has only revealed its true appearance now."

"That's not surprising. The snake is the coldest-blooded creature. He has no feelings at all. He is just a poor princess Phoenix, and he doesn't know how she is?"

...

There were many discussions. At this moment, in the remote corner of the lobby, there was an inexplicable cold breath. No one wanted to sit here. There was only an old man burying his head to eat noodles, but his ears were listening and an inexplicable sneer was hanging on the corner of his mouth.

“Very good, very good!”

In his mouth, he murmured in a vague way, but he didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Old guy, the wine from our Zuixian wine shop is good, and the noodles are also very good."

A waiter walked by with wine, and he glanced slightly at the corner of his eyes, as if he was sarcastic.

Zuixianjiu Shop, but the restaurant of the cultivator, all the customers who come here spend a lot of money, but unexpectedly, an old poor man came and ordered only a bowl of noodles, which really made people look down on him.

"Yeah, it's very good!"

The old man had no expression on his face, as if the face was not his, but he looked up and looked over and looked like a strange light flashed through his eyes.

"Bang!"

The waiter just glanced at each other and his brain blew up, as if he was floating lightly to the clouds. The foot that had stepped out suddenly stepped on the air and fell to the ground for no reason.

Such discussions not only occurred in Yongzhou, but also in other parts of the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, just like water drops falling into a pan of oil, spreading in the cultivation world.

However, storm waves were stirred outside, but in the center of the storm, it was still calm.

The interior of Wuji Gate in Yunzhou Mangshan seems to be less panic as imagined.

On the merit transmission monument, the corpse demon true king spirit was naked and was penetrated by several iron chains through the collarbone, firmly tied to the stone pillar. His head drooped weakly, like an eggplant beaten by frost, exuding the aura of death ash all over his body.

Under the stone tablet, a short figure sat cross-legged, and the sunlight shone on his face. The orange-like old cheeks seemed to have inexplicable expectations. It was not Wang Ai from the Shadow Hall.

The merit transmission monument is activated once a year, and it is necessary to sacrifice the cultivation of a powerful enemy to add a golden elixir master to the sect. In the past seven years, several masters have been added to the sect, which is also the reason why the cultivation of the six elders has soared.

Below the six elders, there are fourteen hall masters. The golden clawed mink bear in the Deacon Hall is not counted. The other thirteen hall masters, according to the sect's contribution, Wang Ai, the Shadow Hall master, contributed the most to the sect, so he got this opportunity.

"Boom!"

The magic monument opened, and the corpse demon true trembled all over, as if his body was opened with a gap. The powerful magic power burst out, which made him struggle desperately and let out an unwilling roar.

However, Wang Ai was just the opposite. His momentum was rising step by step, and the sound of stir-fried beans came from his bones. His body began to stretch. His orange-like cheeks gradually became round, and there were signs of rejuvenation.

On the hillside not far away, there were three figures who couldn't help but be amazed when they saw this scene.

"I didn't expect that after being passed on to the power, not only did he quickly improve his cultivation level, but his appearance also changed."

Mo Wentian looked relieved and sighed: "If Liu Yuemei knew about it underground, she would probably be extremely happy."

The master of the Shadow Hall, Wang Ai, his parents Wang Baoquan and Liu Yuemei, were the first disciples recruited by Wuji Sect. They were recruited into the sect in the same group. They have not become elders, but have already occupied the important position of the master of the hall.

However, only the two of them have poor qualifications. Wang Baoquan is only in the middle stage of foundation building. Liu Yuemei passed away three or four years ago, mainly because after giving birth to Wang Ai, her physical deficit was too serious, so that even the foundation building could not be achieved. Her biggest regret before her death was that her son could not show his normal appearance.

Ye Wuying agreed deeply, but he didn't say anything, but just stared at the magic monument, looking at the corpse demon king who was gradually no longer struggling. After losing all his magic power, he was like a body that had lost his soul.

Obviously, life is gradually leaving him. Although the monument of the merit cannot kill, time is an invisible knife. After the meritorious person's cultivation level plummeted, this god of death sickle will reap his life.

In this world, the winner lives and the loser dies. This is the inevitable ending.

If birth is a clear journey, but death is also another departure?

Ye Wuying was waiting for his death, because the trip of the elder of the Demon Sect was not completely over. His body will set off another departure, which is why he stayed here.

Not only is he waiting, but the Golden Clawed Mink Bear is also waiting, because in this upcoming trip, it will also be a fellow traveler, or even a follower.

The sunset is setting, the afterglow is falling, and golden light is falling.

Half a day passed, and Wang Ai, who was sitting under the merit transmission monument, seemed to have been transformed into a burly man of eight feet tall, sitting there naked, full of explosive power.

At this time, he was surrounded by black poisonous fog. A completely painted golden elixir appeared above his head, but his facial features were clearly visible, and he obviously had the cultivation level of a fake baby.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Mo Wentian stroked his palm and praised him. Wang Ai was grown up. He saw that his strength had increased, and his appearance had also undergone such a huge transformation, just like rebirth of Pan Nirvana. Of course, he was deeply relieved about this.

"Next, I will be free Junior Brother Ye and Master Xiong."

When he said this, he turned his head and swept his eyes one by one, and stopped on Ye Wuying and the Golden Clawed Sable Bear, seemingly a little worried.

"The senior brother of the sect, the junior brother's shadow drives the Yuan, and the transformation of the undead master Xiong's deceased path is shocking but not dangerous, so there is no need to worry."

While Ye Wuying was talking, his shadow quietly left his body, wandering on the ground like a snake, hovering up along the monument to transmit power, lurking in the body that had lost its temperature.

"ah!"

But he saw a hoarse gasp in the throat of the corpse demon Lord. His eyes suddenly opened, as if he was resurrected. His arms suddenly shook, and immediately broke free from the chains of the magic monument and jumped down on it.

"The form does not meet the shadow, and the shadow is inseparable. Only the walking shadow can pass through the end of death."

In the murmuring, Ye Wuying turned into a shadow, and in the afterglow of the sunset, it flowed like water until it flowed to the feet of the True Lord of the Corpse Demon, and it turned into his shadow.

At this time, the golden clawed mink bear flew up, and in its bell-like laughter, it turned into eight hills in mid-air, landed on the ground and turned into eight corpses. They walked up like mechanically, carrying a huge black sedan chair.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

The True King of Corpse Demon swept his head and sat in the sedan chair. He paused the skull crutches in his hand and made a strange sound of bells.

"The sun is about to set, and this is the journey that is light towards darkness. Ours is about to begin."

As night fell, darkness surged like a tide. In the strange sound of bells, the sedan chairs raised by the eight zombies were gradually swallowed up by the night and buried in the deepest part of the darkness.
Chapter completed!