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Chapter 129: The Great Change in the Prairie

roar!

"ah!"

"Mom, I want mom!"

"Run!"

.....

The violent roars of beasts were mixed with the cries of countless people. A small county that was originally very happy turned into a hell on earth, and countless ferocious beasts rushed into the county.

Facing these giant beasts, ordinary civilians had no resistance at all. The dignitaries in the city took refuge early in the holes dug by them. The ordinary people became the food for these ferocious beasts who had been hungry for who knows how many days.

The county's defenders could only protect the core of the county, and they chose not to hear the screams coming from outside.

This is a city built on the grassland. The grassland has long been conquered by Daqian, and there is no need to defend against anything. When the city was established, the purpose of the city wall was to protect against wolves and some evil people on the grassland.

I never thought about facing these ferocious beasts.

When ferocious beasts come, they can easily knock down these city walls, and the people in the walls become food for these ferocious beasts.

Almost all the people in the small county town were killed. The ferocious beasts that had eaten and drank enough took a rest in the county town and then continued southward.

Some nomadic troops close to Daqian also suffered a disaster. The ferocious beasts rushed over. These people got the news from a distance. They took their families and rode on horses. They escaped the attack of the ferocious beasts.

But before they could take a break, countless enemies armed with steel knives suddenly appeared around them. These people were of the same race as them, but they swung the steel knives at them.

The snow-covered grassland has a bright red color.

The changes on the grassland, the cities of Daqian near the grassland began to receive news. Most of these cities near the grassland were the military formations during the war between Daqian and the Grassland Khanate. Thousands of years later, these cities still exist, but the city walls But it is no longer the city wall it once was.

The officials who received the news rushed to repair the city wall. The civilians on the border were panic-stricken. No one knew how many ferocious beasts were rushing down this time, and the ferocious beasts did not give them much time.

The ferocious beasts in the north moved south, and the White Lotus Sect in the south attacked again, taking over the four southwest counties. At this time, the White Lotus Sect had become a climate, and the White Lotus Sect, which had an influence on the four southwest counties, could breathe a sigh of relief.

The southwest region is connected with hundreds of thousands of monster mountains, with barren mountains and harsh waters, as well as countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. In the past, Daqian lost 50,000 to 60,000 horses in order to capture the four southwest counties.

At that time, the population of the four southwest counties was only 300,000, but they could employ 50,000 to 60,000 people. In recent years, with the development of Daqian, the population of the four southwest counties has already exceeded 5 million.

The four southwest counties fell into the hands of the White Lotus Sect. With five million people, they could establish a country belonging to their White Lotus Sect and train hundreds of thousands of troops.

Wait for the opportunity and take action again!

Because of the heavy snow, memorials from various regions in Daqian fell on the table of the Emperor of Daqian like snowflakes.

The old emperor, who was already very old and not in good health, fell ill in this cold winter, but he still insisted on going to court every day to handle government affairs.

As time went by, the heavy snow that had been falling for a long time finally stopped, but no one in the North was happy. The ferocious beasts rushed to the North, destroying the city and eating people.

The imperial capital mobilized 800,000 troops, led by the prince, to go north to fight these ferocious beasts in the north. It took a month to wipe out these ferocious beasts, but the north was also in ruins.

The prince continued to lead the army northward and entered the grassland.

The 200,000 troops of the Great Wall Army rushed to the Far North Icefield and joined forces with the Far North Frontier Army in the fortress to finally block the breach and stop the vicious beast from moving south.

This winter was a winter full of disasters for Daqian. Millions of people in the north died tragically at the hands of ferocious beasts, with resentment rising and corpses littering the fields.

The snow melted away, and the old green pine path appeared on the grassland, with a pool of bright red blood on his chest.

Under his feet was a dead city, with corpses everywhere. These people did not die in the hands of ferocious beasts, but in the hands of human steel knives.

"Come out!" Old Taoist Qingsong stood in the sky, stabbing a long sword from the sky into a dry well in the city.

boom!

A green-faced, fanged creature, with a thick cold air exuding from its body, flew out like a zombie. He raised his head and looked at Qingsong Laodao.

"Feizheng!" Qingsong gritted his teeth, his voice full of grief and anger: "Is this your choice?"

"Old Master Qingsong, don't do this!" A rough voice sounded, and a big man more than two meters tall appeared: "Back then, how many people did you kill on our grassland? You waited to stop me, but did your emperor ever do that? Killed?"

"These people..." Old Taoist Qingsong was about to speak when he felt a chill on his back. The old Taoist turned to the side, and a few drops of blood were scattered in the air. A skinny old man stood in front of the old Taoist. Qingsong fell a hundred meters away. A wound appeared on the waist.

"Jie Jie Jie!" The skinny old man put his hand to his mouth: "The blood of cultivators is delicious!"

"Kugui Taoist!" Qingsong opened his hand and dropped a long sword into his hand, looking to the side: "You come out too! There is no need to be secretive!"

"Taoist Priest Qingsong!" A young man who looked like a scholar appeared on the grass.

"How could it be you!" Qingsong looked at the young man with confusion in his eyes.

"Because I am a descendant of the Golden Family, Taoist Priest, I'm sorry!" The young man took out a pen and said, "Paint the ground to become a prison!"

An invisible barrier appeared around Lao Dao. The big man on the ground laughed loudly, took out a mace, and jumped into the sky. The body of Kugui Tao was like a ghost, and hundreds of figures transformed into it and rushed towards Lao Dao. .

The old Taoist closed his eyes and saw the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram behind him. In just a few breaths, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and there was darkness between heaven and earth. The wind howled, as if the dead souls in the city were wailing, and the flying generals on the ground were shivering, and he could not move.

The three people surrounding Lao Dao had a look of horror in their eyes!

"Thunder Domain in Ten Directions." Qingsong opened his eyes, and a trace of blood flowed from his eyes: "Luo!"

Boom!

Thunder and lightning, in an instant, a huge flash tore through the darkness, as if dissatisfied with the world, it shook a few times with difficulty, and then roared angrily and refused to surrender, from the depths of the vast space, from beyond the eight poles, Pushing forward, it's like swords striking each other, like a mountain falling apart and the earth cracking!

The earth was trembling, and the flying zombies on the ground were about to return to the well. A purple thunder struck them and turned them into dust.

The Kugui Taoist dived into the grass, and the divine thunder hit the grass, turning out countless dirt. The big man turned around and ran outside, but he did not dare to stop despite the divine thunder hitting him.

Only the young man's demeanor remained unchanged, holding a green hair in his hand, and his mighty literary spirit blocked the divine thunder in the sky.

Qingsong Old Taoist's seven orifices were full of blood. He glanced at the young man on the ground. When the young man saw the old Taoist's eyes, he knew that the hidden path was not good, so he tried to intercept it. Qingsong Old Taoist turned into a divine thunder and disappeared!


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