The nameless island is green and a few little beasts are lying lazily on the sand, occasionally stretching out their claws to scratch their furry necks. There are dozens of miles around, white waves churning and sea swallows fly low. On the surface, it looks no different from the thousands of islands dotted on the vast ocean.

Swish, a slender white shadow appeared out of thin air, and it turned out to be a beautiful and naughty girl. She raised her jade hand lightly, and the entire island seemed to have a veil removed.

On the ground, Chu Feng, who had just completed the destruction of the corpse, raised his head and showed a sunny smile on his face. This time, he achieved remarkable results. He killed two Daluo Jinxian in an instant and threw the blame to Taoist Lu Ya.

"White Lotus, what are you going to do next?" The beautiful and naughty girl teased Chu Feng.

The reason why the old and young girl Bixiao knew the connotation of the word "White Lotus" was that Chu Feng said accidentally during the conversation between the two.

"The next step is to counterattack Xiqi. Before the Ancestral Sect could react, it was time to take back the lost land. fellow Taoists would like to go with them." As Chu Feng spoke, the man came to Bixiao's side.

Bixiao was just thinking about this and nodded with a chuckle.

...

Sishui Pass, this majestic pass that has been vicissitudes for thousands of years, is a bit noisy than before. Teams of soldiers, riding strange beasts and war horses, drove out from the pass, and lined up under the pass. The white flags were blowing in the strong wind. The weapons with cold light were soaring in the sun.

On the city tower, Han Rong, the general with a frosty face, looked into the distance, as if he could see the Xiqi army. He had already learned what happened in Qinglong Pass through the horse. In the idea of ​​taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he mobilized all the troops he could mobilize.

However, without the commander of the army, he was unsure. When the Taoist Master Chu came last time, he had ruined his only subordinate who could be taken advantage of. Now, he didn't know who to lead the troops.

At this time, a black light appeared a hundred steps away, and in a blink of an eye it turned into the appearance of Shen Gongbao. At this time, Shen Gongbao looked very strange, and the black air lingered in his body, making his face blurred.

"General Han, but he is worried about the general who leads the army. What do you think I am?"

Han Rong looked at Shen Gongbao fearfully. At the beginning, this easy-going monk thought it was not bad. Later, he didn't see him for a few days. The monk didn't know what evil magic he had practiced, making him look bad. He saw that he was so angry. He saw that he avoided him from afar, but he didn't expect that he came to him this time.

"General Han doesn't say anything, I will just pretend you agreed." Shen Gongbao, whose cultivation has greatly increased, became decisive in his work.

After saying that, before Han Rong could speak, he flew down from Sishui Pass, and a huge voice also spread throughout the three armies.

"Destroy Xiqi"

The soldiers who were already in high spirits of fighting were even more vigorous when they heard such a loud voice. They held their weapons one by one, their expressions were excited, and they shouted loudly.

"Destroy Xiqi"

"Destroy Xiqi"

...

"Set off"

Thousands of heroic soldiers rode various strange beasts and tall war horses that did not exist in later generations, sweeping towards the direction of Qinglong Pass like a torrent.

The cavalry was terrifyingly fast. In less than half a day, they rushed to Qinglong Pass with smoke and dust everywhere.

At this time, there was a person standing on the city tower. It was Yang Jian who was almost beaten to death by Nezha that day. He saw a divine light released from his heavenly eyes and swept across the ground. A gap of two feet appeared in the cavalry team of thousands of people. The cavalry who were standing there was undoubtedly all dead.

Fortunately, the Shang army rode war horses and strange beasts, and were distributed in a relatively scattered manner, otherwise they would suffer heavy losses at once. Even so, more than 300 people, more than 100 strange beasts and dozens of war horses died.

"Where is Nezha?" Yang Jian raised a strange-looking sword in his hand, and his tone was stern.

Last time, he was almost killed by Nezha. He relied on the method of blood escape to escape and escaped back to Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain. He was recuperating for hundreds of years before he recovered in the space created by his master Yu Ding Zhenren. This time, he brought the treasure of the mountain-stopping sword, a special place to settle the score with Nezha.

Thousands of Shang army cavalry were silent, as if they were frightened by Yang Jian's aura.

Squeak, squeak, a harsh sound came from behind. Thousands of Shang cavalry turned around and saw a majestic black panther walking over with a bronze carriage that had just turned blank.

The black panther gives people a very strange feeling, between illusion and reality.

"It's mysterious!"

Yang Jian opened his eyes again, released the divine light, and swept towards the Black Panther and the bronze carriage. Strangely, the Black Panther and the bronze carriage devoured this extremely domineering divine light like a dark abyss.

"Things that hide their heads and tails!" Yang Jian held the immortal sword and slashed gently, and a cracked space gap in the air devoured the bronze carriage.

Such a terrifying scene exceeded the psychological endurance of thousands of Shang army cavalry, and shouted and scattered. The scene was extremely chaotic. Many people ran in the wrong direction and were swallowed by the cracks in the space. The screams of despair resounded throughout the four fields, further aggravated the chaos of the scene.

The sword energy came, and the black panther and bronze carriage that remained in place were naturally swallowed by the cracked gap.

On the city tower, Yang Jian put down the sword of the Immortal Killing Sword, frowned slightly, and took it off so easily, something was wrong.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo.........It seems like ghosts and gods are crying, as if the sky is crying, countless creepy howlings are conveyed in the sky covered with disasters. Then, a series of void cracks appeared in the sky, and blood was vaguely flowing inside, as if God had been cut open and blood was flowing out!

"Doomsday disaster!"

Four blood-stained oracle bone characters float in the sky, as if they have infinite magic power, and you will sink into it just by taking a look.

Yang Jian looked up at the sky without fear. He held the immortal sword in his hand and slashed it hard. The sword energy spread across the sky and soared into the sky, and suddenly penetrated the disaster cloud.

"How could this happen? Not good?" Yang Jian's expression changed drastically. He suddenly found that the sword energy was sucked by something, and even the sword also had a tendency to escape.

The blood in the sky became even stronger, with a strong smell of blood, which made Yang Jian’s nostrils sour. Suddenly, a stretching force pulled Yang Jian and rushed up quickly.

The treasure of Yuquan Mountain cannot be discarded no matter what, so even though the situation is critical, Yang Jian did not let go.

Soon, Yang Jian came to the calamity cloud, and the things inside shocked him. He was covered with charred corpses of monsters everywhere. His eyes were even more like a giant beast that destroyed the world, like a world-destroying beast that destroyed everything.

"Doomsday natural disaster, doomsday natural disaster..." Yang Jian muttered the four words he had just seen, and his body was uncontrollably sent into the divine thunder that ruined the world.
Chapter completed!