At night, Shen Xingchen, Chen Xue, Ding Chi and others were all online, actively preparing for the battle. Some were doing the final mission to obtain a magic weapon, while others were rushing to reach a key level, each with their own busy affairs.
"Shua~~~"
In the mountain top garden, a ray of white light passed by, and Lin Zhao's figure appeared outside Tianju. He turned around and looked at the snow-covered Tianchi. Under the magical power of water and moon, the scenery on the snow-covered Tianchi was the same.
As soon as I saw it, countless people were migrating south. Many people were dragging their families, oxen, and carts with them, working hard without complaint.
When Lin Zhao rebuilt the Snowy Tianchi, these people were basically hunters, farmers, etc. scattered in the mountains and fields. They lived a very hard life. After coming to the Snowy Tianchi, they only had a good life for a year or two.
Now he has no choice but to leave his hometown.
But everyone knew that the Snowy Tianchi was about to fall into a catastrophe and war again, so the people in the town did not blame the mountain owner. After all, most people knew that the handsome and elegant mountain owner was actually
It was Lin Baiyi whom the storyteller said, and I couldn't blame him.
"It's almost time..."
Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, reached into his arms, and took out the awe-inspiring Golden Token that was filled with rich Holy Dao energy. It was a Confucian and Taoist treasure that the Holy Master personally sealed and gifted. The weight can be imagined. As soon as Lin Zhao thought about it,
At this moment, Haoran's golden order flew up with strands of imperial seal text, wrapped around his body and soared into the air.
The next moment, Lin Zhao looked down at the entire human world, closed his eyes, and said silently: "Everyone, I am Lin Zhao. The demon tribe's plot is about to come. Snowy Tianchi will bear the brunt of it, followed by Shanhaiguan, Yangpingguan, Yunzhou and other places.
Therefore, human monks who are willing to fight for the world can go to Shanhaiguan Pass, Yangping Pass and other passes to defend themselves against the enemy."
He frowned and continued: "From the many mountain gates in the north of Yunzhou, please send a high-level elder to lead the younger generation south to preserve the fire in the northern mountains. Those who are willing to contribute will do so. The future of the human race will be entrusted to me."
Everyone!"
For a moment, his voice turned into a voice of heaven that spread throughout the mountains and seas.
In the mountain, an Eleventh Level Sword Cultivator sitting cross-legged suddenly said "Oh?". He who had been meditating in the mountain for many years smiled slightly: "Lin Baiyi, you are back again... The world of human race has suffered a catastrophe, how can I, the sword cultivator,
Can you stand by and watch?"
As he spoke, he stood up, wielded his sword and headed straight for Shanhaiguan.
In Jeju, on top of a green peak, an old Taoist man stood up slowly in the mist, looked at a group of disciples, and said with a smile: "The catastrophe is coming, we and other Taoist monks should rush there, and the second-generation disciples and others will stay in the mountain gate.
Cultivation, second-generation disciples and above, follow me to Shanhaiguan, the time has come to kill the demon!"
"Yes, Master!"
A group of young Taoist priests stood up, each with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and the long swords carried behind them echoed happily in the sheaths.
An isolated island in the East China Sea.
A rough man holding a coconut in his arms frowned. Lin Zhao's words echoed in his ears. To be able to carry sound from land to the depths of the East China Sea, there must be a decree from heaven and earth. For a moment, the man grinned and said
: "There is another war... No matter how late we missed the battle a hundred years ago, we must not miss this one."
He simply threw the coconut away, jumped back to the front of the wooden house, took out a sawdust, took out a blood-stained long sword, and immediately began to sharpen the sword on the beach.
Sharpening a sword is as good as chopping wood. The more the sword is sharpened, the sharper it becomes. Just like the hearts of the people in the world, everyone in the human race is willing to contribute, so why should the monsters and demons be afraid?
In just a few tens of breaths, Lin Zhao's voice of the order spread throughout the human world. The voice contained a strong aura of awe-inspiring aura. This military order issued with the awe-inspiring golden order can also be called the first in the human world in hundreds of years.
It’s an “edict from heaven and earth”.
…
Baidi City.
In the Prince's Mansion of Jinan, two great monks of the Twelve Realms sat quietly and drank tea with Prince Zhao Qiyang of Ji'nan.
In an instant, Lin Zhao's voice came to the ears of the three of them, and their expressions changed for a while.
"It's an edict from heaven and earth..."
Cao Ying frowned slightly and said: "He has already issued the edict of heaven and earth in the snowy Tianchi. It seems that the catastrophe is approaching and there is almost no time."
Huang Qingning nodded: "Yes, that's exactly it."
Zhao Qiyang looked lazy. The moment Lin Zhao ascended to the general stage and became the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the human race, his heart was filled with disappointment. All Zhao Qiyang's plans and layouts were ultimately no match for the awe-inspiring golden order of Confucian Wenlin.
, Zhao Qiyang’s original plan to take back many military powers suddenly came to nothing.
He narrowed his eyes, looked at the two capable generals, and said: "Edict from heaven and earth?"
"Exactly."
Cao Ying said respectfully: "Your Highness, the edict of heaven and earth is only for the monks on the mountain. The last edict of heaven and earth dates back to the previous dynasty more than a thousand years ago. After Lin Zhao issued the edict of heaven and earth, the human race on the mountain all over the world
The monks will definitely swarm over and gather in Shanhaiguan, Yangpingguan and other battlefields."
"knew."
Zhao Qiyang was not from the mountains, and he was too lazy to think too much. He said, "You two, what do you think?"
Huang Qingning smiled slightly: "The Shanhai Division controlled by my subordinates was originally the mountain power of the Great Shang Dynasty. The Shanhai Division will always be loyal to the Great Shang Dynasty. Therefore, we, the Shanhai Division, can ignore Lin Zhao's edict from heaven and earth."
He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "What's more, Shanhaiguan, Yangpingguan, and Yunzhou may indeed be important battlefields in the future. It is precisely because of this that Baidi City needs to make early plans. If the demon clan's military tent and the demon clan
If the cavalry really enters Jeju, the one who can really protect Baidi City is Shanhaisi."
"Um."
Zhao Qiyang nodded slightly, quite satisfied with the old fox Huang Qingning's answer. He turned to look at Cao Ying, the young and beautiful master of Xiuyi Xuan Pavilion, and said with a smile: "Cao Ying, what do you mean?"
"The decree of heaven and earth, no one among us sword cultivators can stay away from it."
Cao Ying frowned slightly and said: "Your Highness, Cao Ying, the dead soldier of Xiuyi Xuan, is not going to use any of them. Just let them stay and guard the capital. However... Cao Ying is a sword cultivator of the Twelve Realms. There is no reason not to serve the human race.
The principle of the world's best efforts, so Cao Ying will go to Shanhaiguan alone with one sword."
"You..."
Zhao Qiyang frowned and said: "I am too stubborn and too presumptuous about being a twelve-level swordsman. After Lin Zhao issued the edict of heaven and earth, will Shanhaiguan be short of fifth-level monks? You are not missing at all, Cao
Sakura, why do you have to go?"
"Your Highness."
Cao Ying took a few steps back, knelt down on one knee, and said softly: "My master said when he taught me the way of swordsmanship that when the world is in catastrophe, swordsmen like us will never stand by and watch. If Cao Ying had not made this trip to Shanhaiguan,
I'm afraid I'll never be able to pass the heart test, and I won't even want to reach the Thirteenth Realm in this life."
"..."
Zhao Qiyang frowned and was very hesitant. Cao Ying was his most powerful subordinate. On the one hand, he did not want Cao Ying to go to Shanhaiguan. After all, all four ancestral families were alarmed. This battle must be extraordinary. Shanhaiguan
It's so dangerous, Cao Ying will most likely never come back.
But on the other hand, just as Cao Ying said, if you go to Shanhaiguan to practice your mind, you may have a chance to reach the Thirteenth Realm in this life. And Zhao Qiyang has many monks under his command. If a Thirteenth Realm sword cultivator can be found, I'm afraid
The weight of Zhao Qiyang's words in the court was completely different. No matter how strong Lu Fengxian's rebirth-level warrior was, he still had trump cards to fight against him, so that he would not lose his confidence completely.
After pondering for a long time, Zhao Qiyang looked at Cao Ying and said, "I promise you, you can go, but you must come back alive."
"yes!"
Cao Ying looked grateful and felt very happy in her heart: "Cao Ying will never let His Highness down!"
…
Furong Prefecture Wangxin Lake, Lingyan Sword Sect.
Late at night, in the Sword Qi Corridor, Chen Mengjun was dressed in a green dress and holding a long sword in her hand. Standing in front of her were hundreds of Lingyan Sword Sect disciples, including elders from the eleventh realm and sisters from the middle five realms.
"Everyone must have received Lin Zhao's edict from heaven and earth."
Chen Mengjun's beautiful face was illuminated by the moonlight, which made her look even more heart-warming. She said softly: "Master once said that the general trend of the world will prevail when he was still alive. We, the Lingyan Sword Sect, have no shirking responsibility, so what I mean is that, from Chang
Uncle Lin will stay with the disciples below the Golden Core Realm to guard the mountain gate, and I will lead all the disciples including those above the Golden Core Realm to Shanhaiguan Pass."
She frowned slightly: "In this way, our Lingyan Sword Sect will not interrupt the inheritance. If Meng Jun dies, Uncle Chang Lin will be the next sect leader and continue to carry forward our Lingyan Sword Sect."
"Mengjun!"
An older woman in the crowd frowned and said: "Although you are the sect master, you cannot act so rashly. You are the sect master, and you should be in charge of the Sword Sect. I, the elder who has been unable to break through, will lead everyone to Shanhaiguan.
Defend the enemy."
"Uncle Master..."
Chen Mengjun pursed her red lips and said: "Shanhai Pass, it is most suitable for me to take everyone there. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"because……"
She bit her lip gently and said: "Mengjun has seen through his state of mind. Tonight he will break through and become a sword cultivator in the twelfth realm. From this twelfth realm, I will go to Shanhaiguan. Maybe I will have a greater chance of coming back alive. Please ask me."
Don’t worry, Uncle Meng will definitely go all out to kill the monsters and demons with everyone, and he will also bring everyone back safely."
The middle-aged female swordsman was at a loss for words and didn't even know how to refute. Especially when she heard that Chen Mengjun would become the twelfth realm tonight, she was actually very happy. In Chen Mengjun, she really saw Ling Yan Sword Immortal Xie Yiying.
There are too many shadows.
Perhaps, this child Chen Mengjun can really lead the Lingyan Sword Sect to the top of the mountain.
…
Mountain top garden.
A sword came from the south and turned into a pretty figure in red and white skirt, falling into the middle of nature. Holding a murderous divine sword, he rushed into the study room with a single step, opened his hands and hugged Lin Zhao from behind.
, the whole body was hanging on Lin Zhao, and it looked like he couldn't pull it off.
"Brother Lin Zhao! Do you miss me?"
She smiled happily.
Lin Zhao smiled angrily and waved his hands: "Go down and talk nicely."
