Outside the Forgetful Valley, the dawn light first appeared, and the sky was filled with a white light.

A ball of ghost mist appeared out of thin air above the canyon, and dozens of figures stumbled out of touch.

"What's going on?"

The Bihuo Little Sky Lion and the Scorpion-tailed Zihu staggered on the ground and were suddenly swept here by the Soul-Devouring Ghost Banner, allowing them to

The Soul-Devouring Ghost Banner suddenly swept across the place, making the Bihuo Lie Tianliu and the Scorpion-tailed Zihuo Tiger a little confused, but when he saw the Netherworld Saint next to him, he made a long roar like a roar and rushed forward together.

"Fight quickly and evacuate here immediately!"

The soul-devouring ghost banner in the hand of the Holy Saint of Netherworld swung, and countless evil spirits rushed out in a while, like rolling black waves. Two seventh-level spirit beasts were submerged in it, as if they were gnawing by thousands of ants, making an unbearable hissing sound.

"Witch, don't make mistakes."

The Blood-Winged Wolf King let out a roar and rushed towards the Holy Maiden of the Underworld. However, before he could get close enough, a black chain was tangled through the air, and actually wrapped its hind legs around.

"hateful!"

The Blood-winged Wolf King was aroused from bloodyness, roaring and flapping his wings into the sky, but was wrapped around his legs by the chains, like a kite being matched, struggling desperately in the air.

"Pop!"

A slight sound came faintly, and the guards around the Netherworld Saint suddenly burst into their heads, and red and white blood gushed out, like a gorgeous firework.

"Saint, be careful!"

While Bai Wuchang was making a scream, the mourning stick in his hand waved out, and immediately swept the sound of ghosts and wolves howling. Only muffled groans could be heard in the void, as if they were hitting an object.

"Wow!"

A monster with a human face and bird body vomited blood, as if frightened, and immediately fled to the distance.

At this moment, the Holy Girl of the Netherworld used the technique of carrying hundreds of ghosts. The seventh-level spirit beasts swept here by the Soul-Devouring Ghost Banner were only the four in front of her. However, although their combat power was not weak, they were still no match for the Netherworld.

As long as they are removed, even if Tang Jingxiang is not killed, this trip will not be in vain.

As soon as he thought of this, the Holy Maiden in Netherworld became better and he shouted loudly: "Hurry up, kill these beasts."

At present, the Netherworld has a great advantage. Of course, we must fight quickly. Otherwise, when the Wuji Sect master comes, it will definitely be another ending. Not to mention wanting to kill these four seventh-level spirit beasts, it is afraid that it will be too late to escape.

But at this moment, the ground suddenly surged like a tide, and white bones broke out from the ground and rushed from all directions, as if they had been here for a long time.

"This...Dry Bone Peak?"

The Holy Lady of the Netherworld was stunned, as if she was unexpected, but at this moment she could obviously see that these were all low-level monks from the Kujian Peak, and seemed to be coming to the Netherworld.

"Saint, don't be fine!"

In the sky, the Holy Son of Dead Bone rushed forward, and the white bone wings covered the sky and the sun, blocking the road north of the Forgetful River Canyon.

"The Holy Son of the Dead Bone actually betrayed the Demon Sect?"

The expression of the Holy Lady of the Netherworld changed drastically, but she couldn't tell at this moment. The Dead Bone Peak was clearly going to be an enemy of the Netherworld, and it was obvious that she had already defected to the Wuji Sect of the Great Zheng Kingdom.

"A person who knows the times is a hero. If the saint gives up resistance, he can definitely say a few words, which will also make the Netherworld a sect of the Great Zheng Kingdom, and his status will not be below the Kugu Peak."

The Son of the Dust Bone reached out to touch his cheek, as if even he was a little embarrassed, and asked him to persuade the daughter of the head of the Demon Sect to surrender. This was simply a fantasy.

To be honest, this is just a helpless scene. Even he himself knows that there will be no result, but this is nothing. Anyway, someone will always clean up the mess.

"court death!"

Sure enough, the Holy Maiden of Netherworld was furious, and she turned her head to look at the black and white impermanence on the left and right.

These two are both furious. As close friends of the head of the Netherworld, how could they tolerate such traitors?

"Boy, go and die!"

Bai Wuchang held the mourning stick in his hand, and Hei Wuchang raised the life-chasing lock and rushed forward towards the Holy Son of the Dead Bone.

However, at this moment, I heard a loud "boom" sound, and two huge rocks fell from the sky on both sides of the canyon, falling impartially on the head of Heibai Wuchang.

It's strange to say that although Hei and White Impermanence is a fake baby, he is in a state of dismay at this time, standing there like a fool, letting the huge rock fall on his head and suppressing them to the ground.

"Boom boom!"

The two huge rocks fell to the ground, and suddenly the dust spread out. But when the smoke gradually dissipated, a huge monster with a bear head and human body stood in front of him, standing like a god, and the black and white impermanence was stepped on by him.

"Golden Clawed Sable Bear, Eighth-level Transformed Spiritual Beast?"

The expression of the Holy Lady of the Netherworld changed drastically. In addition to the snake-tail Taotie in Wuji Sect, there was an eighth-level transformed spirit beast here, which was definitely something she had never expected.

At this moment, she felt regretful. As the daughter of the head of the Netherworld, her path to cultivation was smooth and she had never encountered any setbacks. She was eager to seek merit in this trip and did not take Wuji Sect seriously.

Unexpectedly, Wuji Sect had strict defense in Wangchuan Valley. Not only did it have several seventh-level spirit beasts in charge, but there were also two eighth-level transformation stage spirit beasts here. If she had known this, she would never have come to provoke her.

"hateful!"

However, if she was asked to stay away from her, it would be absolutely impossible. We must find a way to escape from here, let her father lead the masters in the sect to completely eliminate Wujimen to prevent future troubles.

At this moment, the Holy Maiden used the same trick again. She spit out three mouthfuls of essence and blood, and waved the soul-devouring ghost banner desperately. Suddenly, the surrounding wind suddenly rose, and the ghost mist in the void wrapped her around her, and it was about to disappear here.

The technique of carrying hundreds of ghosts is similar to shrinking into an inch. With the help of the power of the Soul-Devouring Ghost Banner, it can instantly move several miles away. It can be said that the leader of the Netherworld saved her life, which has always been invincible.

However, at this moment, it seemed that it was not very useful.

"Saint of Netherworld, since you are here, you might as well stay here as a guest."

A misty sound came, as if it was ringing from all directions. Under the morning sunlight, countless shadows seemed to gather, quietly wrapping her on the ground, but she was simply unable to move.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, the Holy Maiden's face turned pale, and her whole body suddenly became cold. She broke through the protection of the Soul-Devouring Ghost Banner in an instant and controlled her entirely here. Surely, she was not an ordinary monk?

This person is definitely the true king of Nascent Soul, and has the strength to crush him.

"Wuji Gate, the true king of darkness!"

As the man's voice fell, the Holy Maiden shook lightly, and even her heart seemed to fall to the bottom.

The Netherworld, it's over!

At this moment, not only the Holy Maiden of the Underworld, but also the Holy Son of the Dead Bone who was watching could not help but feel emotion.

However, although the leader of the Netherworld is a cold-hearted person, he regards the Netherworld as the pearl in his hand. If he learns that his daughter is captured, he will definitely be alarmed, and he may not be able to deal with it at that time.

I don’t know if this Kujian Peak surrender is the best choice?

He couldn't help but think about it, because the bear-headed monster had already begun to issue new instructions.

"Son of the Dead Bone, clear the battlefield immediately and do not let go of any fish that misses the net."

At this moment, the Holy Son of the Bone Demon already knew that it was the pretended Bone Demon True Lord. His real identity was the leader of the Wuji Sect Deacon Hall, and his status was only above the Dark King of the Darkness, and he was not something he could provoke.

There are not many of the ten veins of the Demon Sect at this moment. If Kujian Peak wants to keep the incense, he can only rely on Wuji Sect. This is the only way to live.

The night faded, dawn broke out, and a red sun rose slowly, shining on the vast earth.

At this moment, in the northwest direction of the Forgetful Valley, not far from the Beiwang Courtyard, a team of Shenwu Army was galloping towards the vast sunshine.

Just yesterday, Duke Bei urgently summoned a 100,000 army, but he was not prepared enough food and fodder, so he rushed towards the southeast. No one knew the purpose of this trip, and even the prince's most favored concubine was not clear.

The sunlight shines on the magnificent city walls of Qincheng tens of thousands of miles away, located under the city walls on the west, south and north. The suspension bridge is slowly released, the thick city gates are also begun to open, and the trumpet of the expedition is blown lowly.

"Boom!"

The opening of the three city gates was like a torrent of opening the gate. Three surging torrents rushed out, rushing towards the west, south and north directions, like a river flowing down, full of courageous momentum.

On the quiet official road, there were sounds of horse hooves stomping on the ground, and thousands of troops drove by quickly, as if huge waves were slamming against the beach, making a roar.

In front of the three teams, a flag fluttered in the wind, and the morning sun shone on it, illuminating the words embroidered on the battle flag, namely the flags of Qisha, Tanlang and Pojun Battalion.

When he went south to attack Zhao, he was the Qisha Camp led by Gu Nanping; when he went north to attack Yan, he was the Pojun Camp led by Pojun; when he went west to attack Chen, he was the Tianlang Camp led by Tanlang, but the soldiers of the third camp were more than 200,000.

It can be expected that this war will be unstoppable. Three armies will open up territory for the Great Zheng Kingdom, expand their territory to more than 70 or 80 states, and achieve unparalleled fame and hegemony.

At that time, the 145 continents of the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, the Great Zheng Kingdom would control more than half of the territory, and control Yue, Lu, Yu, Guo and other countries, becoming a veritable second-level cultivation country. It is not comparable to the Great Rong Kingdom in terms of national strength, and sooner or later it will erode the territory of the northwest.

The Qin Dynasty and the Rong confronted each other in the north and south. The order for tens of thousands of years has obviously been broken by the Zheng State. After the baptism of war, the Zheng State standing on the ruins will build a new era of peace and prosperity.

This is the beginning of a new era, just like the rising sun above the head, full of infinite vitality.
Chapter completed!