The entire sky was filled with streaks of flames, and every flame was a rainbow of death. The ferocious monster clan's pupils were scarlet. Even though they left thousands of corpses behind, they could not get past the thunder pool.
Nine miles, such a far distance, turned into a line between life and death.
The great foundation-level demons of the fierce demon clan wanted to take action, but unfortunately the elders of the eight major sects were lined up in a row, standing in the center of the battlefield.
In the past, the death of their disciples would distract them. But now, under the suppression of the giant cannon, they can devote themselves to fighting... Fierce monsters of the same level are no match for humans.
You know, the human race studies Taoism and has all kinds of magical weapons flying around, but the fierce demon race only has that powerful physical body.
"In three minutes, we will pay homage to the hero's soul... Everyone, please be quick with your hands and feet!"
At this time, the eight major sects' camps had already neatly laid out rows and rows of corpses... Many disciples had dried up their tears. They were sincerely grateful to Zhao Chu. Although it was a corpse, it could be returned to the battlefield.
Home, what a luxurious gift.
The Zixia Danhai of Zhao Chu continued to vibrate, and a steady stream of souls gathered in, and the Monument of No Regrets absorbed it crazily.
Of course, this little bit of soul is not as good as one hundred thousandth of the monument of no regrets, but there is still a slim chance.
A drop of water penetrates a stone, and the sea embraces all rivers.
Zhao Chu has never been a person who aims too high, and the base of the building needs to be filled with grain after grain of sand.
After hearing this, the disciples of the eight major sects wiped away their tears and stopped picking and choosing on the battlefield. No matter which disciple's body it was, they would pick it up first.
At this moment, the eight major sects seemed to have an indescribable cohesion.
All the previous barriers have quietly melted away.
Some sects who didn't look at each other's side returned each other's corpses, and then just laughed off their grudges... The more harmonious the eight sects' coalition forces were, the brighter the spirit of war that filled the sky became.
With a united will, warriors charge, and they are never alone in their battles.
Cohesion is also a powerful force.
Two minutes later, the disciples of the eight sects who had died all gathered together. The disciples of the eight sects knelt silently in front of the hero's soul and remained silent piously.
Within the eight major sects, the exceptional inner sect of the Forty Thousand Demon Generation holds a torch and has a serious face.
Not far away, Zhao Chu took a deep breath, and all the 500 demon talismans in the sky were finally completed.
"Use your blood to pay homage to the hero's soul first!"
Zhao Chu said one word, and 500 demon talismans were overwhelming, completely covering the protective formation.
When the last ray of light dissipated, the charming woman felt that the sky had fallen.
Rumble!
In the next breath, the whole world was shattered by a sound. Countless people's faces turned pale, their ears hurt and their hearts were dug out, and even their seven orifices were shaken with blood.
A circle of strong wind, like ripples, swayed ten feet away, like a boundless air knife, directly overturning the vegetation within a three-mile radius, and the trees swayed and broke... Although the disciples of the eight major sects were prepared, there were some
It was unavoidable for people to suffer minor injuries, so they took healing elixirs one after another.
The flames towered tens of feet into the sky, like 500 fire dragons strangling each other, and raged for three full minutes.
Everyone's heart was beating fast, and the blazing fire made everyone's cheeks red... Their eyes were extremely determined. When the war came, they would fight to the death and go through fire and water without hesitation.
Finally, the flames went out.
It's a pity that that tenacious formation is still there.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were bright and no one was depressed anymore.
With Zhao Chu's Zeyan cannon, their morale is great, and they will not lose in the battle to annihilate the Wulong Sect. This is their belief and their blind worship of the 40,000 demons.
The formation can be broken later.
"Haha, it's just sensationalism, it's extremely ridiculous... Qinggu Country is really a country of circuses, and people who laugh to death will not pay for their lives, haha!"
Once again blocking the monstrous bombardment, the people in the Jinji Imperial Court laughed maniacally and squeezed out tears.
Everyone recovered from the shock and laughed, while glaring at Zhao Chu with disdain, as if they were ridiculing another clown.
"Twenty men come out to be executioners!"
Zhao Chu's hair was flying wildly, and his face was neither sad nor happy... He ignored the ridicule, opened his thin lips, and looked forward.
There are no more or less people in the city's formation, exactly 20 people.
"I'll do it!"
"I'm coming too!"
Then, 20 young disciples from the eight major sects came out, holding big swords and gnashing their teeth.
Especially for the disciples from the Blood Refining Camp, the traitor laughed wildly in the formation, making his pupils hurt with anger.
"Execution!"
Zhao Chu shook his head, there was still a grape skin in his mouth that he had not had time to spit out.
puff!
With a slight spit, the grape skin shot through the air like a sharp arrow.
"Are you stupid? Are you spitting out grape skins to vent your anger?"
Seeing this, the messenger's face was full of sarcasm... What is the difference between this kind of behavior and a child spitting in anger?
Bo...
Click... click...
However, the next breath, the messenger's smile was fixed on his face forever. This was the last time he smiled in his life.
The transparent light curtain that looked like an egg was hit by a grape skin. Then, with the grape skin as the center of the circle, one after another dark irregular cracks spread crazily like a spider web.
Click, click!
Click!
Every crisp sound made the hearts of those in Jinji Imperial Court beat hard.
Finally, in front of everyone, the light curtain of the formation was covered with dense cracks.
Within the formation, many people's thighs softened and they knelt down on the ground.
Rumble!
broken!
A loud bang fell, and the Jinji Imperial Court's so-called absolute defensive formation shattered into pieces.
Even if you can withstand the bombardment of golden elixirs, you will still be broken.
"Why, why on earth is this!"
The envoy of the Jinji Imperial Court was so lost that he sat down on the chair, his lips already chapped.
…
"Sure enough, it is a powerful weapon of heaven and earth that transcends high levels. Just a trace of breath is enough to destroy the breath of the Great King Jin."
Zhao Chu's face was expressionless, but he was thoughtful in his heart.
The envoys from the Jinji Imperial Court were shocked, and rightfully so.
Logically speaking, this great formation contains the power of the Nascent Soul, which is the power of spying on the secrets of heaven. Even a strong person with a golden elixir would have to bombard it non-stop for a long time before it could be broken... Unfortunately, he met Zhao Chu.
When Zhao Chu made the demon talisman, he deliberately mixed it with a faint aura of no regrets.
This is also a little bit of power that he can use after absorbing the spirit of war, which is quite lucky.
…
Within a few breaths, the executioners sent by the eight major sects severely tied up the traitors one by one and escorted them to many dead souls.
These people were all sore and weak and had no strength at all. They were almost dragged and escorted. Many people peed their pants, leaving a smelly trail along the way, which was disgusting.
Kneel down and face the heroic spirit.
These eight people are today's sacrifices.
On the battlefield, there were no fruits and snacks, no roasted chicken with pig heads, and no incense.
There was just one stream after another of blood.
…
Within the imperial court.
Qing Xuanyun received a letter.
Inside was a letter from a secret agent of the Jinji Imperial Court. The letter stated that if Qing Xuanyun could let the envoy go, he would receive a large amount of compensation in the future.
If the Qinggu Kingdom insists on going its own way, after the war is over, there will be a full-scale backlash from the Jinji Imperial Court.
The country was subjugated, and everything was over.
If the Qinggu Kingdom could survive, it would still be on its last legs. How could it withstand the challenge from the Jinji Imperial Court?
The appearance of the letter made the military headquarters full of dark clouds.
Qing Xuanyun waved his hand and took Jing Qingsu's place.
"Zhao Chu, these people from the Jinji Imperial Court still have some criminal records that need to be investigated by the Zijin Guards. You should first imprison them and escort them to the Imperial Court to wait for the Imperial Court's trial."
Qing Xuanyun took care of the emotions of the eight sect coalition forces and tried his best to be tactful in his words.
It's a pity that none of these young men from the Eight Great Sects are fools... This must be another expedient measure of the imperial court.
Hearing this, the envoy from the Jinji Imperial Court, whose face turned ashen as gray, regained his clarity in an instant.
He suddenly turned his head and smiled contemptuously at the disciples from the Blood Refining Army Camp behind him:
"Believe it or not, you can't kill me. The royal family of your Qinggu Kingdom is too weak and has no blood at all. He is afraid of our Jinji Imperial Court, hehe... a bunch of trash!"
This sentence made everyone even more angry and trembling.
But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally gave the order, so what could they do?
At this moment, the morale of the Eight Sects Allied Forces was low, even lower than before when the Jinji Imperial Court envoys cursed.
Zhao Chu raised his eyelids.
Sure enough, with the low morale, the spirit of war that was always floating around fell by half in an instant.
This feeling is unpleasant.
Just like I've been hungry all day and just ate half of a roast chicken, and you suddenly take away the other half and say you want to entertain other guests.
How can I bear it?
Zhao Chu smiled slightly:
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, can't you hear it?"
Hearing this, the executioners were shocked.
Refers to a deer as a horse.
Zhao Chuchuang's miracles have made him a military god in the hearts of countless people, and his words are imperial edicts.
This is also the reason why the generals of the three armed forces must be replaced frequently.
The blind worship condensed in blood and fire will have a certain impact on the imperial power.
Whoosh!
In the midst of lightning and flint, the executioner of the Blood Refining Army camp beheaded the former rebel.
What are you afraid of?
I don't know if I can survive the next second, and I don't even dare to kill a rebel. What's the point of fighting this battle?
There is a leader.
The other executioners scrambled to be the first, as if they were afraid that the prince would continue to speak.
He raised the knife and dropped it, heads rising into the sky, and blood poured down like a torrential rain.
"Killing you is inevitable!"
Staring at the head of the messenger who rolled away, the ridiculed disciple smiled heartily.
This is called passion.
If we, as cultivators, just swallow our anger, what fun would there be?
"you……"
Being openly disobeyed the emperor's authority, Qing Xuanyun's face turned ashen, as if he could drip water.
"The general is outside, and military orders are not obeyed!"
Zhao Chu turned his back to the light curtain and did not even look at Qing Xuanyun. Moreover, he also said these words to the Eight Sects Allied Forces.
He had issues with Bazong, but he had no hatred towards these peers.
If the catastrophe passes, this sentence can also save them from being traced for the crime of disobedience.
"Besides, I am not a general of the Qinggu Imperial Court... I only took action because I owed a favor."
Then, Zhao Chu slowly turned his head.
His eyes bypassed Qing Xuanyun and looked at the commander of the Zijin Guards behind him, Jing Qingsu.
"Master Jing, I promised back then that I would repay you with a spring of water for saving your life... I will solve the catastrophe of Wulong Sect for you. We have a grudge and we have a drink together when we have time."
Zhao Chu flicked his sleeves and the coalition troops roared.
At this moment, the boundless spirit of war filled the sky and fields, rushing toward his face, and Zhao Chu's monument of no regrets trembled to the extreme.
Zhao Chu never glanced at Qing Xuanyun from front to back, as if this prince was not worth mentioning in his eyes.
Heroes value justice.
I conquered Wulong Sect, all because of a promise, nothing more.
As for the disciples of the Eight Sects Allied Forces, their admiration for Zhao Chu has become like a raging fire and is unstoppable... This is the Forty Thousand Demon Zhao Chu in their minds, who is not afraid of power and values love and righteousness.
Isn’t that what passionate young people care about most?
Everything is so simple, so simple and terrifying.
"well!"
Jing Qingsu sighed.
He never expected that what he thought Zhao Chu was saying at the beginning would actually come true today.
He was even more worried that Zhao Chu's hatred for the royal family would become even deeper.
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