The world is of course hopeless. After Emperor Qi and Chen Guhong each led an army of 100,000 to break into the ghost formation from the north and the south, King Dashun already had the chance to win.
"Chen Guhong, the apocalypse fell into my scheme, but it's impossible to come out alive." King Dashun smiled very refreshingly at that time, and then waved his hand.
Order one hundred thousand ghost soldiers to disperse, and command the nine great ghosts to fight in all directions.
Killing the Sky Fortune Nation possessed arrogance and the power to resist. No matter whether it is the imperial guard or people from the rivers and lakes, they will not let them go. For a time, the world was filled with blood.
And as the killing continued, Dashun Kingdom quickly annexed the entire Sky Fortune Kingdom. Every city has a big banner with the word "Shun" planted on it, and every city and countryside is filled with a ghostly aura that is thick or dark.
The world has turned into a purgatory.
And the news that Emperor Tianqi, King Qi, and the Shu swordsman died in battle did not go away. People thought that there was no resistance in the world, and there was only deep pessimism and despair for a while.
In the boundless sea, on a small island close to the Kingdom of Fortune, there lived people from all corners of the country. The main body is the water family and the bamboo family. Because of Chen Guhong's reminder, the two families united with some families and all moved here.
The wind also spread here.
"Guhong, did you really die in battle?" In the west of the island, Zhu Fei was wearing coarse clothes and a bamboo hat on his head. Facing the slightly humid sea breeze, he looked in the direction of the Sky Fortune Kingdom, murmuring incessantly. .
"Grandpa, I want it, let's get on the boat." At this time, Zhu Bijiang came to Zhu Fei's side and said softly.
"En." Zhu Fei nodded, and walked towards the east of the island together with Zhu Pijiang. The news spread here, and Dashun Kingdom also knew that there was such an island, and they decided to continue migrating to the depths of the sea, towards an unknown future.
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Xuanzhou.
Datong Mansion, this is a very large and prosperous city. But as the ghostly air enveloped him, he became depressed and desolate. In the city. There is a luxurious house.
There is a plaque on it.
"Wu Mansion."
It is the mansion of the Wu family in Datong Mansion, Xuanzhou, a famous family. The mansion is large, but not full of gold and jade, it is very elegant, full of a scholarly atmosphere, and the background of a scholarly family is permeating.
In one of the study rooms, Wu Zhengchun was sitting in the study room, with a very suave and energetic face, very sallow, with an extra coat on his body, accompanied by occasional coughing.
Dashun Country's Yang Qi Tax. He also has to pay.
Due to the continuous absorption of yang energy, his body became very weak, and he had a serious illness recently. Of course he also received a letter from Chen Guhong, but he was nostalgic for his homeland and did not leave.
"Who can return this world to a bright future?" Wu Zhengchun opened the door of the study, raised his head to look at the gray sky, and sighed in his heart.
"Husband, your illness is just right, stop blowing outside." At this time. Wu Zhengchun's wife, Mrs. Chen, walked by and saw Wu Zhengchun blowing the wind outside, so she couldn't help saying.
Her face was also very pale, and her health was not very good.
Sleeping at night is very afraid of the cold. But she is also born as a lady and is very virtuous, but she cares more about her husband's body.
"There are ghost winds inside and outside the house, so what's the difference?" Wu Zhengchun said with a wry smile.
"Oh." Chen sighed, and couldn't help but shed tears.
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Somewhere in the countryside.
A few gray-haired old men sat at the head of the village. Smoking dry tobacco. Under the pervasive ghostly atmosphere, even the village is much quieter, because the local dogs, chickens and ducks dare not bark.
There is also silence among people.
"When will you be tall?" An old man smashed the dry smoke in his hand, exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at the gray sky with blurred eyes, and left a line of old tears.
Despair, darkness, and tears have become the themes of the Kingdom of Fortune, and such auras are everywhere. This is the world.
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In the world of stone monuments.
It's still the same color, gray, with ghostly air covering every inch of the sky and the earth. As soon as he exhaled, a strong ghost energy rushed into his lungs and eroded his body.
Although there are hundreds of thousands of yang qi, it is useless to gather them together.
Because there is no water, no food.
Chen Guhong was thinking of a way, he wanted to refine the Zhenguo Yuxi, and with the power of the Orb of Humanity, break through the world of stone tablets together. Therefore, the army was ordered to rest in place and try not to move around in order to maintain their strength.
A day later, Chen Guhong indeed refined the Zhen Guo Yuxi.
The process is very easy, similar to refining human orbs. It's just that the inner world inside Zhen Guo Yuxi is wider, there are no dragons or white tigers, only a huge stone platform in the center of the dark world.
It seems to be a stone platform for worshiping heaven, it is very huge.
After Chen Guhong carved his own mark on the stone platform, and then refined it a little bit, he could take the Zhen Guo Yuxi for his own use.
After subduing Zhen Guo Yuxi, the red light of humanity is no longer dangerous, instead it is filled with a kind of gentle breath, as if comforting his own woman, but also like a guard protecting him.
This Zhenguo Yuxi, the Humane Orb is indeed like the legendary one, killing with one palm, and the fortune of the country with the other.
But with killing and national destiny in hand, Chen Guhong is still at a loss as to how to break out of this world of stone tablets. He once got angry and swung his sword towards the sky.
Zhenguo Yuxi, Human Dao Orbs surged together, but in the end it was nothing more than cutting down the Dao in the body. But there was no heaven and earth spiritual energy in the stone tablet world to replenish, so he became much weaker.
Therefore, Chen Guhong did not dare to activate treasures at will to attack fortifications. But sitting dryly is just a waste of time. He is a cultivator, so he can support him for more time.
But the 100,000 army was different. After the third day, every soldier began to dehydrate, and on the fourth day, they were already unconscious. Even those generals with arrogance are the same.
On the fifth day, the soldiers were weak and dying one by one.
Chen Guhong was helpless.
Rows of delirious, weak and dying soldiers lay on the empty and gray ground. Chen Guhong sat in one of them, holding a dying soldier in his arms.
"Jianghuang, I'm not afraid of death, I'm really not afraid of death, but I'm very afraid of dying like this, I want to fight, I want to fight."
The soldier's sanity was blurred, but his hands were surprisingly strong. He grabbed Chen Guhong's clothes tightly, shouted at Chen Guhong, and left two lines of blood and tears.
The liquid that flowed out was very viscous, almost as if it had solidified. Because there is no excess moisture left.
"It's okay, you will survive. If you live to see your family, the world will be healthy. Your parents, wife and children will be fine."
Chen Guhong hugged the soldier, his voice was very soft, but his eyes became very sad.
"Really?" The soldier opened his eyes and asked.
"Really." Chen Guhong nodded heavily.
"Okay." The soldier smiled, and then fell into a deep sleep. He trusted Chen Guhong very much, because Chen Guhong always stood with them.
I don't know how long I can sleep, I don't know how long it will turn into a ghost.
Chen Guhong stood up and looked at the soldiers lying on the ground, his chest was filled with anger, his blood boiled, he raised his head to look at the gray sky, his eyes shot out a golden light.
It seems that the day will be pierced.
"King Dashun! How dare you fight me!"
Chen Guhong roared to the sky.