Standing on the imperial city, Su Li looked down at everything in front of him.
At this time, the evacuation of the Demon Kingdom's imperial capital has already begun.
Under the imperial city, the war has also begun, and has gradually entered a fierce stage.
Only then did Su Li know.
This memory in my mind is actually the memory of the Imperial City of the Demon Kingdom.
Everything that happened in this ancient capital is engraved in every plant, tree, and brick of this city!
Now the army of Ghost Man Kingdom is divided into two parts.
Some escorted the people out of Mingdu.
The other part is led by the prince of the Demon Kingdom to deal with the aftermath.
If nothing else, the prince of the Demon Kingdom will die on the battlefield!
The prince of the ghost kingdom is a master of both immortality and martial arts.
Not only is he a seventh-level martial artist, he is also a Jade-level monk.
It is very rare to achieve such high achievements at the same time.
And his age is only a hundred years old!
On the battlefield, the prince of the Ghost Kingdom is always at the forefront.
He was covered in blood, his own blood mixed with the blood of his enemies.
Of all the soldiers under the city, no one retreated.
Even if they die, they still have to support them!
But the opponent's troops are simply too many.
Even if the soldiers of the Demon Kingdom unleashed astonishing willpower, they were always at a disadvantage.
One by one, the hot-blooded men of the Ghost Country fell down, no longer breathing.
This battle lasts until dawn!
The sky lights up, and the light of dawn pierces the dark night and shines on the ancient land.
The battlefield below the city was already stained red with thick blood.
The ghost-human army originally numbered hundreds of thousands, but now there are less than 150 people left.
There were corpses everywhere on this vast plain.
There is not a single deserter among the warriors of the Ghost Tribe! They also never know how to write the word "escape"!
The prince of the ghost race stood under the city and in front of the city gate. His body was covered with knife wounds, and several arrow feathers had been shot into the opponent's body.
Blood slowly flowed down the long handle of the arrow's feathers.
But the ghost prince still stood upright, holding his long sword, staring straight ahead.
Looking at the countless warrior monks surrounding him, the ghost-human prince clenched the long sword in his hand.
Everyone knows that the Ghost Man Country will be destroyed from today on!
Nowadays, the prince of the Ghost Kingdom is at the end of his rope, but no one dares to approach him.
Even when the Prince of Ghost Kingdom glared at him, these people all backed away.
The truth is that the performance of the prince of the Demon Kingdom was too powerful on the battlefield, like a god of death! He left a shadow like a god of death on them.
At this time, the whole place fell into silence.
Tens of thousands of people versus one hundred and fifty people, but no one dared to move forward, no one dared to take the other party's head.
There was even a stalemate on the scene for a while!
The battlefield was so quiet that you could hear the sound of needles falling to the ground, and it was so quiet that people were scared.
"Da da da."
The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the open space above the battlefield.
In the military formation ahead, a road gradually opened up.
A humanoid creature with three heads and wings on its back rode over on a horse.
The Three-Headed Winged Clan has a lot of grievances with the Ghost Man Country.
The two dynasties were not very good at dealing with each other.
This time, in the encirclement and suppression of the Ghost Kingdom, the other party naturally exists.
"Zi Ni, you are lucky to be appreciated by our general."
The three-headed winged tribe said in an extremely unhappy tone.
"As long as you put down your weapons, bring the Ghost Country to us, and become a member of our general's command, then we will not only withdraw our troops, but we will also help you rebuild the Ghost Country.
You are a smart person, you should know how to choose!
Although our two countries have enmity, that was in the past, and I also admire you very much.
Will you join me to fight for the world?"
"Fighting for the world?
Hahaha."
The prince of the ghost kingdom named Jie Ni laughed and said.
"Are you fighting for the world?
You have become someone else's lackey!
I, the ghost clan, will never lie down!
You beasts, you killed my father, slaughtered my people, destroyed my rivers, and now you want me to join you?
Where do you get your confidence from?!
We are a country of ghosts! Since the founding of the country, we have never been invaded once!
If you want to enter the city, you have to step over my corpse!"
"Oh, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
The other party shook his head, took the reins and turned the horse's head, turned around and entered the military formation, and waved his hand.
"Kill him, and whoever takes the head of the prince of Guiren Kingdom will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"
Under the heavy reward from the opponent, everyone rushed towards the prince of the Demon Kingdom!
"kill!"
The prince of Onijin Kingdom held a long sword in his hand and charged forward!
At the same time, the sword-making pool in the forbidden area of the Demon King's capital was a mouth of lava.
In the center of the magma mouth, there is a huge boulder.
There are incomprehensible inscriptions painted on the center of the boulder.
And right in the center of this boulder, there was a blood-red long knife stuck on it.
This sword is the Demonic Sword Bloodbrake.
This long sword is the most proud one that the old man has made in his life after gathering all kinds of natural and earthly treasures.
It can be said.
This old man has devoted his whole life to this.
If nothing else happens, in another thousand years, this Demonic Blood Brake will take shape.
But things went counterproductive.
Sure enough, even God couldn't watch the birth of this blood brake?
The old man held a gate in his hand.
Looking at the long knife in the lava, the old man took a deep breath and was about to pull down the gate!
Just pull this gate down!
Then this cave will collapse and this knife will be buried in the lava.
This is no ordinary lava.
This fire god pulp can melt everything in time!
"Don't worry, kid, I will go with you after you leave. I will forge you again in the next life!"
The old man looked at this long knife with regret.
But just when the old man was about to pull down the gate, a woman appeared behind the old man and knocked him unconscious.
Behind the woman, the girl slowly walked out and looked at the long knife in the center of the magma.
"Maybe we have other ways."
Looking at her niece's thin back, the woman spoke, her eyes swaying.
"there is none left"
The girl turned around and smiled at her aunt.
"Auntie, you also know that, as of now, this is the only way it can be."
"But."
"Auntie, it's really okay." The girl shook her head, "I am lucky to have become my brother's sword spirit, and I have not left my brother."
"water chestnut!"
As soon as the girl finished speaking, the girl lay down slowly without any warning with her back to the lava.