The remaining clouds roll, the dark moon drips with blood, and even the air has the breath of death.

After the Dead Valley, General Tianbao left, after losing the Nascent Soul Master, the situation suddenly became out of control, and the morale of the Darong soldiers was immediately unstable.

"boom!"

In the sky, several mountains fell from the sky and landed on the narrow corridor. While crushing thousands of soldiers from Darong, they also completely cut the Dead Valley into several sections.

The 200,000 troops were intercepted and divided, becoming corps that fought their own battles. The soldiers could not find the generals, and the generals could not find the soldiers. They were suddenly in chaos, just like ants on the messy pot.

"Come here, protect us immediately!"

Duke Xia roared repeatedly, and immediately a guard came forward with a shield, trying to protect him.

"Duke Xia, come here!"

However, at this moment, the roar of a bear came from the night sky, and a huge golden palm broke through the air, piercing through the layers of black mist and gently patting the forehead of Duke Xia.

This palm is light and does not seem to have any power, and even the palm wind does not emerge.

However, Duke Xia knew very well that it was a terrifying one. Not to mention a palm, even if you just sneeze, you should be careful to stand firm and not be shocked by the waves of air.

"Quick, protect us!"

Duke Xia roared in horror. He reached out and slapped his hand in the treasure trophy. A golden helmet with a superb magic weapon appeared and immediately put it on his head, and at the same time he put a Vajra Talisman on it.

At the same time, forty or fifty guards around rushed forward and sacrificed their shields layer by layer above their heads.

Even the three marquises of Xia Kingdom even spit out golden elixirs at this time, trying to stop this deadly palm.

"Boom!"

The three golden elixirs simply hit the stone with eggs, and were instantly slapped away by a giant palm, and there was no threat at all.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

Three screams came, and the three marquis spit out blood, their faces were pale as paper, and their expressions were extremely depressed. It was obvious that the golden elixir was damaged.

"Crash!"

At this time, the giant palm had already fallen and hit the shields, like a mirror piercing through each side, breaking dozens of shields like a broken bamboo, and landing on Duke Xia's head.

"ah!"

Duke Xia let out a painful roar, and the vajra talisman above his head burst out with dazzling light. The golden helmet suddenly became indestructible. The giant palm fell on it with a bang, and cracks suddenly appeared, but they did not completely shatter.

Although this palm did not take the order of Duke Xia, it completely disrupted the morale of the soldiers of the Darong.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

At this time, there were still bursts of sounds of breaking through the air in the distance from the quiet night sky.

The night sky was shining like fireworks, turning into red streams, carrying thousands of meteor flames, pouring down towards the direction of the Valley of the Dead.

"Firework Spear?"

After Duke Xia escaped from death, he hurriedly hid among the chaos, but when he saw the thousands of fireworks in the night, his heart couldn't help but fall to the bottom of the valley, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Ahhhh!"

The fire spear fell to the ground, and molten mud came out of the ground, like a fire hell, with shrill screams one after another.

It can be said that at this time the army of the Darong Kingdom was completely in chaos, just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Kill!"

At this moment, on the left and right sides of the Dead Valley, there was a sudden sound of shouting and killing like mountains and seas. Two battle flags stood up out of thin air, and tens of thousands of soldiers rushed down like a tide.

The Zhenguan Army in the Fanjing Mountains, the Ten Thousand Sword Army on the south bank of Rushui, and the Shenwu Army of 120,000 to 100,000, rushed down like heavenly soldiers and generals.

"Kill! Kill me! Don't leave any armor!"

There was a man standing under the battle flag of the Zhenguan Army at this moment, with white hair floating in the wind, wild sand all over his body, and pushing his hands forward, and a storm of sand immediately broke out.

This powerful force of the wild sand was extremely fierce. Where the wind and sand swept the ground, blood was splashing, and life fell to the ground like straw. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of soldiers from the Great Rong were destroyed.

This person is Sun Shixiong, the great elder of Wuji Sect. He received the initiation of the merit monument several years ago. His cultivation level has increased significantly. At this time, he is already at the level of a fake baby. He has even refined his facial features on the golden elixir and touched the threshold for infant formation. His strength is naturally extraordinary.

At this time, he stood under the battlefield flag, grabbed his hands in the void, and immediately the wild sand rolled up like an angry dragon, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the Darong soldiers. On the left and right sides were Xie Tian and Xie Di. The two hall masters led the spiritual beasts and strange insects hall, driving the spiritual beasts and strange insects one after another, and killing the enemy was not willing to fall under the crowd.

"Come on your life, and under my eyes, Jin Linfeng, I want to escape my life!"

At this moment, under the battle flag of the Wanjian Army, Jin Linfeng quickly pinched the magic with his hands, and vines surged out of the ground, tied up the Darong soldiers who were trying to escape, strangled them like snakes on the spot, and their death was extremely miserable.

As the fourth elder of the Wuji Sect, Jin Linfeng is not as strong as Sun Shixiong in terms of strength, but he is also a cultivator in the fake infant realm. It is of course no problem to deal with these Divine Martial Army of the Great Rong Kingdom, and it is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

Moreover, behind Jin Linfeng, there are the six cultivators from the Qixuan Gate, Wanhua Pavilion, Pengjiazhai, Sunset Sect, Baihua Valley, and Hongye Valley. There are also hundreds of cultivators. They were originally set up in the Jindan Sect of the Qiang Kingdom of Zheng State. At this time, they were naturally trying their best to kill the enemy, and the sect territory that they did not want to get was discarded.

Leading by the ancestor Peng Dao and the ancestor Hua Gun, the monks of the six sects of monks have sacrificed their magical powers, talismans, magic weapons and other means, just like the brilliant fireworks blooming at night, constantly exploding, but under such beautiful fireworks, I don’t know how many lives have been destroyed?

This is a one-sided massacre. Although there are 200,000 soldiers from the Great Rong Kingdom, they are divided into several sections under the suppression of the golden clawed bear, and it is difficult to form effective combat power. They are soon defeated like a mountain, and are ruthlessly harvested like harvesting wheat. The sentiment of despair spreads, and the fragile side of life is completely revealed.

At this time, Duke Xia had already changed his python robe and put on the armor of ordinary soldiers. Under the escort of three marquises and their confidants, he was sandwiched among the disintegrated deserters, intending to escape to the direction of the Darong Kingdom.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

But after only two or three miles away, a rapid gong sounded, and the black line surged at the end of the horizon, as if tens of thousands of cavalry were galloping.

Under the vast night, a handsome flag appeared faintly. The gold-edged golden battle flag fluttered in the wind, and the word "Tang" on it shines brightly.

Under the handsome banner, there was a female general wearing a purple-gold crown on her head, a silver battle robe, and a sword hanging around her waist. She looked heroic and proud, with an inviolable aura.

"kill!"

The female general immediately gave a deep order, but saw thousands of cavalry and archers rushing forward, and arrows pouring in like rain.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

White lights swept through the sky, woven like rain above the head. The soldiers who escaped from the front fell down like wheat straw, and thousands of people died under arrows.

"It's Tang Jingxiang, Wujimen Ruoshui Zhenjun!"

Duke Xia's face suddenly changed. He might not know the other elders of the Wuji Sect, but the Kuang Dao Camp where Tang Jingxiang was located was an enemy of the Xia Kingdom. How could he not know Tang Jingxiang's name?

"Duke Xia, if you don't want to die, just wait and see!"

Suddenly, in Duke Xia's ears, echoing sounds came, like ripples from water waves, and even his heart beat rhythmically.

"Crash!"

A stream of water appeared out of thin air and slowly wrapped around him, as if he was wearing a shackle.

"Don't hurt my lord!"

The three marquis rushed forward desperately, but found that under their feet, it seemed like they were stepping on the whirlpool of the sea, and the water flow was squeezing wildly, making it difficult to move half the amount.

"Heaven...is going to... fall summer!"

Duke Xia looked up at the sky and saw the waning moon covered by the black clouds. He seemed to be unable to see any light again.

"Gudong!"

His knees couldn't help but soften, and he couldn't help but kneel down to the ground, sighing to the sky, as if he could no longer stand up.

"With... people, don't want to... die!"

A generation of heroes had to accept reality at this moment. Duke Xia never thought that he would end the Northern Expedition of Xia in this way and completely surrender Xia.

Without the Tianbao General, even if there are 200,000 troops, it will be useless and cannot resist the army of the Dazheng Kingdom.

The Great Rong's Northern Expedition had completely failed. Even if General Tianbao wins and returns, he will become useless. Facing Jiangdong's elders is probably his final outcome.

Under this dark moonless night, even the sky seemed unwilling to light up again. Not only was the Qiang Kingdom like this, but even the Xia Kingdom did not get rid of such night. Until the sun was noon, the sun did not see the sun rise.

Moqiu Ridge is located on the border of Darong Kingdom. As long as you cross this mountain range, you will come to the territory of Xia Kingdom.

At this moment, black clouds rolled on the Demon Hill Ridge. On a vast black cloud, thousands of disciples of the Demon Sect sat cross-legged. They emitted a monstrous demonic aura, completely blocking the sky, and heading towards the southeast in a mighty way.

"It seems something is wrong this day!"

The true king of Huangquan looked up at the sky, his hoarse voice squeezed out of his throat, and he seemed to be filled with emotion.

"Elder Huangquan, what does it seem to be worried about?"

The head of Netherworld walked up quietly holding the black dragon scepter, and his two eyes shot out from the bronze mask, as if they were scrutinizing eyes.

"After sunset, it is brewing and sunrise, and after birth, people go to the path of death."

The true king of Huangquan shook his head slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on the skull's face, and sighed: "The so-called fate of life and death is just a game controlled by the strong."

"That's right, this is indeed a game for the strong."

The head of the Netherworld laughed, but said coldly: "People are always arranged by fate, but this head of the head of the country has to arrange their fate, and no one can escape."

When he said this, his eyes looked down and looked at the vast earth in the distance, as if it was under his control.

"The Master, the Demon Saint has not arrived yet."

At this time, a thin sound as thin as a silk thread was heard in my ears. The leader of the Netherworld did not need to turn around and knew that it was the transmission of the true king of Xuanyuan.

"The head teacher, the God General of Heavenly Venerables, the Saint of Heavenly Demon is still in the Heavenly Demon Palace."

The head of the Netherworld nodded slightly, and seemed to have not replied, and did not want to pursue it. However, no one saw the cold murderous intent that flashed through his eyes.

The fate of the disciples of the Demon Sect will be arranged by themselves, and no one can make a decision.
Chapter completed!