Ji Xiaotian was completely hesitant. At this time, hundreds of fleets rose up in the sky of Longdu. The earth shook, and thousands of troops were already starting to drive.
Linshui City, they didn't know that Linshui City had also fallen. Yang Daozong was heading straight to Yunshan City. After passing Yunshan City, the ten cities will be Longdu.
Ji Xiaotian didn't know how long it would take for Yang Daozong to break the ten cities. However, if he followed this speed, Yang Daozong could step into the Dragon Capital again without two days.
No, I must never allow such a thing to happen. The country that I have worked hard to build must not be so flashy. The land of the middle continent is determined.
Ji Xiaotian thought so, and he immediately clenched his fists.
"All the generals obey orders and cancel the support of Linshui City. However, the entire army must not be on guard at all." Ji Xiaotian immediately issued such an order.
The next moment, his figure soared into the sky and flew straight towards the Youlong Palace. Left behind a group of frightened ministers. Of course, the powerful and powerful people who changed their courses were both jealous at this time.
At this time, Yang Daozong made a comeback so quickly. When they were able to obtain the Dragon Capital again, their fate was self-evident. In an instant, everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but make plans for their future.
...
Visiting the Dragon Palace, there are thousands of buildings.
Ji Xiaotian left all his followers and entered an unnamed palace alone. The red lacquer gate closed with a bang, and everything fell into darkness.
Ji Xiaotian stood quietly in the darkness, silent and motionless. After a while, the breeze rose, and in the darkness, a trace of extraordinary darkness faintly rose.
What came with the darkness was actually an endless cold and icy cold. The darkness surging, and in the endless darkness, it constantly changed into various shapes.
"Are you looking for me?" A hoarse voice suddenly rang.
"Sir, I need your help." Ji Xiaotian said in a deep voice, and his originally lofty aura was completely gone.
"Oh, you have fulfilled your wish and won the land of Cangyang Central Region. Next, you will have no problem in flattening the East and West Domains. What else do you need?" said the hoarse voice.
In the darkness, Ji Xiaotian's bitter laughter came, "Dark mark..."
"Shut up, I said, you can't call out my name." The hoarse voice suddenly became sharp and he shouted decisively.
"Uh, yes, I was in a hurry and forgot. Please forgive me." Ji Xiaotian said hurriedly, with a hint of panic in his tone.
"Forget it, forget it this time. If you forget it next time, I don't mind abandoning you and leaving. I will never give you any help." Mihen said in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, yes." Ji Xiaotian was frightened and said yes.
"Tell me, why do you need my help?" Anhen said disrespectfully.
"Yang Daozong, it's a comeback." Ji Xiaotian sighed.
"Well, wasn't Yang Daozong defeated like a mountain, lost his city and land, and lost his destruction in the Western Regions?" Anhen said in surprise.
"Western Regions, Western Regions. Hey, Yang Daozong has formed an alliance with the new great saint of the Western Regions and has already won three cities in a row. Soon, he will be able to re-enter the Longdu." Ji Xiaotian sighed miserably.
"Well, the great saint of the Western Regions?" Mirheen said strangely.
"Yes, I don't know who he is, but according to my Black-Sealed Dragon Scale Cavalry, he actually has the Demon-Subduing Sword that represents the supreme fortune of the Central World. So, I want to ask you to help me kill him and eliminate future troubles forever." Ji Xiaotian said at the end, and the voice almost burst out from between his teeth.
"The Sword of Demon Subduing Demons, the supreme luck of the Central World. Is it finally born again? Hehe, it's not bad. Although the Sword of Demon Subduing Demons is not yet in my eyes, it's not bad to take it for bad luck."
The dark hat smiled and made Queen Ji Xiaotian feel numb and the cold air rises from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and her hair stands up.
"I'm so grateful. After the matter is done, I will serve tens of thousands of celestial immortal cultivators." Ji Xiaotian said in a deep voice.
"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe, thousands of celestial immortals, do you want me to help you pacify the country?" Mianhen smiled hoarsely.
"Then..." Ji Xiaotian was stunned and said in a deep voice.
"In addition to the hundreds of golden immortals, otherwise, they will not fade away." Mihan said decisively.
"What?" Ji Xiaotian was shocked and said in horror.
"You have no choice. You have to know that I can change my ownership of this country at any time." Michel said without doubt.
Suddenly, Ji Xiaotian was so shocked that he was sweating profusely, and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you."
The next moment, Ji Xiaotian felt a bone-bone-bone cold wind passing by and disappeared invisible in an instant. He knew that the dark scar had left.
"Hey, tens of thousands of celestial immortals and hundreds of golden immortals, it's worth it to exchange for the great and beautiful country of orphans." After a while, Ji Xiaotian pushed open the red lacquer gate, looked up at the blood-red sun that was about to set in the sky, and said with a tragic smile.
The dark scar is a mysterious figure that suddenly appeared when Ji Xiaotian stepped on the Daxin Kingdom, rushed into the Dragon Capital, rushed to the Wolong Palace, and sat on the dragon throne of Yang Daozong.
Dark marks, Shadow marks. They are so powerful that they make Ji Xiaotian frightened. Even if he is a powerful Golden Immortal Law, he cannot compete with him with the magical artifact Nine-tone Bell.
He smiled bitterly, his heart shone, and he immediately "sees" his golden immortal fertility, a black air that penetrates from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.
He cannot be driven away.
...
Su Bei stood in the air with his hands behind his back, and the chief general of the Yunshan City defender was also killed instantly in one encounter.
The morale of the army is shaken and the city is unstable.
At this time, the Western Army led by northern Jiangsu, as well as the one billion surrendered soldiers who broke through three cities along the way, and two ships, plus the original 300 million remaining soldiers of Yang Daozong. At this time, the entire army was stormy and nearly two billion troops, with a rainbow of momentum.
In just one hour, the defenders of Yunshan City were finally unable to withstand the 2 billion army and the three fleets headed by the Red Flame Fleet in the sky.
The city gate was wide open, and the original chief general and adjutant He Fengyuan finally chose to surrender, opened the city gate, and welcomed the coalition forces of northern Jiangsu and Yang Daozong into the city.
Yunshan City has nearly 200 million troops, and 80 million were killed in the battle during the resistance. This surrender, the camp of the northern Jiangsu coalition forces expanded again. Putting aside this battle, the millions of soldiers killed in battle and the size of the army was close to 2.2 billion.
Within one day, the northern Jiangsu coalition forces conquered four cities. Compared with the huge army of 2 billion, casualties were almost negligible. Especially the alliance army of the Hundred Nations in the Western Regions, under the leadership of the Hundred Saints, killed scattered and killed few casualties, which was eye-catching.
At this time, Yang Daozong was in a dream, and his 300 million remaining soldiers were also in a dream. He captured four cities in one day, and casualties could be ignored. This is their record.
They used to be desperate, but now they have won a lot of victories and their morale has increased. All of this was given by the northern Su, who stood in the air. They gave the northern Su without hesitation endless praise and respect.
At this time, Yang Daozong's status in their hearts was far inferior to that in northern Jiangsu. Of course, the soldiers who originally believed in Daxin still regarded Yang Daozong as their emperor. As for what would happen in the future, it was not within their consideration for the time being.
And the hundreds of millions of subjugation soldiers were full of fear. However, Su Bei, who had the Demon Subjugation Sword, was high above and looked down on all living beings, but still did not treat them as cannon fodder, inexplicably felt a faint respect.
Just like the people of hundreds of countries in the Western Regions, the surrendered soldiers who can truly surrender, more importantly, is that northern Jiangsu holds the sword of subduing demons that represents the fortune of the central world.
This is a supreme killing weapon, and it is also a supreme magic weapon that shocks people's hearts and even conquers people's hearts.
...
The sun sets and night comes.
Yunshan City became the campsite of the Northern Jiangsu Alliance Army. Inside and outside the entire city, illuminated stones rose into the sky, shining on everything. The soldiers who fought for a day either sat around the fire to have a meal, or sat quietly aside, took out fairy stones or spirit stones, and started practicing with concentration.
At this time, in the center of Yunshan City, around the thirty-story and extremely gorgeous building, there were extremely guards, and countless guards, holding shiny weapons, were patrolling back and forth.
After that construction, there was a huge house covering an area of 100 acres, with small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, lofts, flower pavilions and rockery. Everything was quiet and leisurely.
In the center of the entire huge house, there is a three-story building. At this time, the small building was bright and the guards outside the building were whistled by three steps and one post at five steps. The guards were so strict that they could not even fly into it.
In the small building, Su Bei was having a meal. Xiao Jin laughed and moved his chopsticks like Su Bei. The demon eyes stood behind Su Bei, standing respectfully.
Yang Daozong sat in the second position below North Jiangsu. After dining, he looked at North Jiangsu from time to time, with a flash of thought in his eyes.
Below were Yang Jingzong, Hu Yanzheng, Wei Zhentian and others. Of course, Huang Ran and other surrendered generals were also indispensable.
It is true that he can no longer be on par with Subeiping. Rather than saying that Subei and Northern Alliance formed a coalition, Yang Daozong became a vassal of Northern Jiangsu at this time.
The surrendered army would not have been subject to Yang Daozong's orders, and now he only has more than 200 million remaining soldiers.
This time, Yang Daozong would never doubt that Su Bei could defeat Ji Xiaotian and regain the Central Region, which originally belonged to Daxin. What's more, the Southern Region and the Northern Region can all be taken together.
Then, this means that northern Jiangsu will become a peerless emperor, and he... Yang Daozong dare not imagine it.
Leisurely, Su Bei turned his head to look at Yang Daozong. The divine light in his eyes suddenly shot out, and the cold murderous aura instantly filled the entire room.
In an instant, Yang Daozong was frightened. He lowered his head in horror and slashed his food hard.
"Since you are here, why bother to sneak up on your face?" Su Bei said coldly, Sen Han's murderous intent stabbed behind Yang Daozong.
"Huh?" In an instant, everyone who was eating around the big table was startled, raised their heads together, and looked at Su Bei in surprise.