After hearing Su Bei's words, Shan Wulan frowned slightly, and then carefully arranged his clothes.
Several places on it had been torn and damaged by him, but it was hard to see if they were hidden. Then he said:
"Well... Donghuang didn't feel it, but I noticed my sister's aura, which seems to be over there in Beiye Mountain..."
"..."
After hearing her answer, Su Bei was obviously a little excited. He suppressed his inner impulse and said:
"Then go and take a look at Beiye Mountain... It's not too late to meet your sister and go to Zhenbeiguan together."
"Um."
After that, the two of them hurried towards Beiye Mountain.
...
boom--
Countless stars and sword rain fell on Ji Tongzhi's camp in the sky above Beiye Mountain.
The entire Beiye Mountain was filled with the sound of howling wind and thunder.
All the monks felt the tremors of Beiye Mountain. The torrent of stars surged down from the top of the mountain, and the whole camp seemed to be roaring dullly.
After the sword rain slowly dissipated, the camp was filled with crystal sword energy, and the clear sword body shone in the sunlight. At this time, the camp looked like a giant beast filled with arrows.
He was crawling in the snowy mountains, whimpering in pain.
Ji Tongzhi looked at the gradually dissipating sky with a livid face, feeling a little annoyed, as if an evil fire had arisen in his heart for no reason, and it was getting stronger and stronger, making his face a little gloomy.
At this time, an old man slowly appeared behind him, silently raising his head and looking at the rain of swords in the sky.
Ji Tongzhi turned back to look at him, cupped his hands slightly, and said:
"I've met Imperial Master Wanyan."
The person who came was none other than Wanyan Zuoquan.
Just after leaving Azu Mountain, I saw and felt the powerful aura of Beiye Mountain, so I immediately came here.
He has lived in the 21st Prefecture for many years and is familiar with the land here. This time, he also followed His Majesty's order to come to the 21st Prefecture to make preliminary preparations for his counterattack.
It's the same season, it's the same season when the harsh spring cold has not yet completely receded. The ground in the Western Wilderness is still cold and hard, like iron. Even if you dig down with a hoe, it will only leave a shallow trace.
The land of the Western Wasteland is a bitter and cold northwest that is completely different from the warm and humid Twenty-one Prefectures.
There is no cold willow wind there, only the knife-like west wind outside the Great Wall.
There is no soft fertile soil and flowing water there, only the sand and dust as cold as iron in the Gobi Desert.
Only in this kind of land can the desolate cultivators who cultivate the body can step out with a momentum as powerful as thunder. If the Western Wilderness comes back again, and tens of thousands of desolate cultivators set foot in the twenty-one states, it will be like thousands of thunders, enough to shake the sky.
Move the ground.
Riding horses across the twenty-one states is the dream of people in the Western Wilderness.
"Ji Tongzhi!"
Wanyan Zuoquan heard the news and went over, and saw a white-haired woman coming down from the sky, and she could vaguely see the purple gown she was wearing.
He knew the name of this woman, Jian Zong, Shan Wique.
Ji Tongzhi clenched his right hand into a fist, gritted his teeth, and said coldly:
"Sir, please take action to capture this woman later, but you must keep her alive."
Wanyan Zuoquan nodded.
While the two were talking, Shan Wique was no more than a thousand feet away from the two of them. Shan Wique pressed his thin lips tightly, looked at Ji Nanjue who was hiding behind her, and asked:
"Sister Nanji, do you really want to fight them?"
"..."
Ji Nanjue stared hard at the old man standing next to Ji Tongzhi, feeling a little familiar and feeling the terrifying aura coming from him. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said quietly:
"Do you know who the old man standing next to Ji Tongzhi is?"
Shan Wuque shook his head.
While the two were having a conversation, Wanyan Zuoquan had already waved his palm towards the sky. This palm was filled with endless momentum, without any spiritual energy, but with a huge weight, as if it was shattering the space.
Shan Wukue quickly dodged the palm and looked at the person in front of him solemnly.
But this sword still found some flaws, passed through Wanyan Zuoquan's blockage, and plunged straight into Ji Tongzhi. The sword energy brought by the sword drew a bloody mark on his cheek, which was bright red and dazzling.
Ji Tongzhi covered the wound on his face, his palms were stained red with his own blood, his eyes were cold, and he said solemnly: "Kill her."
Ji Tongzhi is the most important chess piece for Xihuang to set foot in the Central Plains, and Wanyan Zuoquan will never allow him to make any mistakes.
So he stepped into the sky without hesitation and clenched his fists, hoping to catch the woman in his palm.
At the same time, another figure rushed out from behind him.
It was the same woman, with the same white hair, the same purple shirt, and the same three-foot green sword in her hand. Next to her, there was a white-haired man.
Wanyan Zuoquan's expression suddenly changed, he frowned and said:
"Shan Wulan? Didn't she run away with Su Bei?"
"Could it be that all of this... was planned and planned in advance?"
"..."
Ji Tongzhi looked coldly at the approaching Shan Wulan. He naturally heard the Su Bei in Wanyan Zuoquan's words. He didn't have time to think about why this man who had been dead for three hundred years suddenly came back to life, and he frowned.
road:
"Su Bei? Why is it you?"
Ji Nanjue's eyes, which were hidden in the darkness, moved for a moment, and she tried her best to suppress the urge to meet him, and silently looked at everything in front of her.
Su Bei stood slowly on the sky, looked at Ji Tongzhi with a dull expression, and sneered:
"Ji Tongzhi, I didn't expect to see you here. It seems that what Mo Li said is true."
"We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, right? Your Majesty, are you living more and more back home, and have turned out to be the lackey of the Western Wilderness?"
"..."
Ji Tongzhi smiled nonchalantly and said:
"How can you be better? After all, if you hadn't caused the bloody disaster back then, how could the Twenty-one Prefectures be in such chaos? What? You've been busy working with Ji Nanjue for nothing, right?"
"By the way, speaking of Ji Nanjue, since you are awake, I guess she is not completely dead..."
"..."
Su Bei said calmly:
"I don't need you to worry about it. I know that you have always been jealous of Nan Ji. You hate the old Donghuang for not handing Dongguo Zuo into your hands, but you ask yourself, are you worthy?"
"For the sake of Guo Zuo, you even hesitated to hook up with Xihuang. Are you worthy of joining the Eastern Kingdom?"
"..."
The smile on Ji Tongzhi's face gradually dissipated, and a trace of blue veins flashed on the back of his hand:
"Hundreds of years ago, I followed my father around the entire Eastern Kingdom. At that time, the Eastern Kingdom had just suffered from the Great Desolation. Looking around, we saw devastation and ruins everywhere. I talked a lot with my father at that time.
, saying that one day we would renovate this place to its original appearance, my father smiled and said a good word."
"But before he died, he gave all the things I wanted but couldn't ask for to Ji Nanjue. She is a woman, why should she?"
"..."
Su Bei looked at him expressionlessly:
"Because you didn't want to accept your fate, you colluded with Xihuang?"
Ji Tongzhi laughed at himself and said:
"Guo Zuo, the world, this is what I want. In the end, none of it is mine, and time is my destiny. If I can't get it, then I will destroy it all!"