Chapter 718 Where Is the Sword Holder?

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The world of Wangu is vast and endless. The Shenglan Domain located in the south is only a corner of the entire continent when viewed as a whole, far inferior to the core of Wangu.

But before the divine catastrophe came, this domain was still quite famous. Although it was remote, it was connected to Lingtian Domain to the north, Wangyue Domain to the west, and an ancient desert road from Yanxuan Domain to the northwest.

Moreover, because both sides of the southeast are bordered by the sea, both navigation and products are extremely rich. At its peak, it was even enough to be ranked among the top ten human cities.

But the arrival of the remnant face of the gods changed everything. The boundless forbidden sea brought to the Shenglan Territory no longer riches, but endless heterogeneity and crises.

As all this continued, the light of the Shenglan Great Region also dimmed rapidly. Coupled with the decline of the human race, due to the changes of the Human Emperor, it eventually fell into the bottom stream and became useless.

Wangyue Domain became Wangyue City.

The Lingtian Domain has also become the Black Spirit Domain of the Black Sky Clan.

As for the ancient desert road connected to the Yanxuan Territory, it has become a place that cannot be entered, because the Yanxuan Territory... no longer belongs to the human race and has become the frontier of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.

Until...the appearance of the Purple Green Kingdom made this vast land shine with dazzling light again. It was as bright as a star river, making all races in Wanggu Continent feel excited.

But it was only the appearance of the county flower. With the tragic death of Prince Ziqing, all the glory turned into smoke.

Even with the arrival of the Seventh Prince, the battle between the Human Emperor and the Black Sky Clan released the Sun of Dawn, and the Black Sky Clan was defeated.

This generation of Grand Duke Shenglan chose to return, and all these things were only small-scale fluctuations.

For the entire Wanggu Continent, there is actually not much trouble.

If you want to really create a storm, these things are obviously not enough.

No one knows that in the future, Shenglan Territory will be able to shine as brightly as Ziqing Shangguo did, which shocked the whole Wanggu.

At this moment, in the northern part of the Shenglan Territory, in what was once Lingtian and now the Black Spirit Territory, the war is going on like a raging fire.

Looking around, in the extremely bright sky and earth, the defense of the Black Sky Clan was retreating steadily.

Although there are many powerful people in the Black Sky Clan, the ubiquitous Sun of Dawn has done great harm to them. The Black Sky Emperor and the peak powerhouses of many ethnic groups were assassinated and severely injured by mysterious cultivators. All of this made the Black Sky Clan... Fall into passivity.

The moment the red moon disappeared, although it would take time for the outside world to know about it and determine the truth, most of the devout people in the Black Sky clan felt something at that moment.

This induction made things worse, causing the Black Sky clan to fall into sorrow.

Compared with the unprecedented weakness of the Heitian Clan, the war launched by the human race this time was as powerful as a rainbow. It was not only King Tianlan who was dispatched. Outside the two major areas of the Heitian Clan, a total of thirteen kings of the human race were dispatched. .

From thirteen directions, they invaded the two major territories of the Black Sky Clan, especially King Dongguanjing. As the third princess’ mother clan king, he had amazing combat power and personally took command, which gave the Black Sky Clan a huge sense of oppression and also gave them King Tianlan was under considerable pressure.

Their family paid a huge price to support the Seventh Prince, and only then did they gain the Human Emperor's acquiescence, and one of the costs was that he needed to conquer half of the Black Spirit Realm.

This is also the reason why King Tianlan recruited monks from all over the region after he came to the Shengshunlan Territory. To him, it doesn't matter whether the people in the Shengshunlan Territory live or die. The most important thing is to rest and recuperate in the future.

The important thing now is that this war must be won, so that the Seventh Prince can truly turn this place into a fiefdom. To win, it is not enough to rely on the subordinates he brings, he also needs to perform a forbidden magic.

This technique requires the blood and soul of all living beings, so recruitment orders were continuously issued from the Seventh Prince, and batches of people in charge of recruiting troops were forced to recruit troops in various places throughout the region with great righteousness.

If there is any disobedience, it will be reported to the Seventh Prince, who will coordinate the rear government affairs and arrange for the guards to clear it out.

This matter has been going on for half a year.

The sentient beings of all races in the Shenglan Region used their lives and flesh and blood to spread out the battlefield of the Heitian Clan inch by inch, including Fenghai County.

In the face of righteousness and the king of heaven, it is impossible for Fenghai County to disobey. Even though he knew that King Tianlan retained his own elite and tried to use flesh and blood to unfold the forbidden law, there was nothing he could do.

In just six months, five batches of troops have been sent to the battlefield.

In the fifth batch, half were sword holders.

This was a time of crisis for Fenghai County, which had just experienced a war. Most of the sects and ethnic groups in the county chose to defect to the Seventh Prince.

And Fenghai County did not have the ability to organize the sixth batch of armies.

Unless... all the remaining sword holders and the seeds of each sect are sent out.

But in that case, Fenghai County would have no future.

But the gap in status and strength between the two sides made Fenghai County unable to fight.

At this moment, outside the capital of Fenghai County, a group of monks holding the Seventh Prince's conscription order arrived in the sky.

This group of people numbered tens of thousands and were divided into two parts. One part was in front, wearing black robes and embroidered with golden swords, flying roaring in the sky.

Among these people, the human race accounts for the majority, and there are also some foreign races. They are all cultivators of various clans and clans in the former Fenghai County.

After they chose to defect, they defected to the Seventh Prince and their identities changed. Now, under the orders of the Seventh Prince, they are like imperial envoys, coming here to forcibly recruit troops.

At this moment, everyone looked relaxed and chatted with each other. Most of them looked at Fenghai County with contempt, and some had sneers on their lips.

And behind them, there were thousands of warriors in blood armor and blood robes, all of them with cold expressions and strong evil aura. Everywhere they passed, they were like dark clouds, with extraordinary momentum.

They were not monks from the Shenglan Territory, but from the Imperial Capital. They were the Guards brought by the Seventh Prince. Each one of them was riding a black giant lizard wearing armor. As they approached the capital, there was a sense of domineering and destruction. , extremely rich.

Among the tens of thousands of monks, there is also a canopy raised high, with a white flying elephant below, which is particularly conspicuous among them.

Sitting on the white elephant was a middle-aged man wearing armor. His appearance was unremarkable, but his eyes were wide open, and there was a cold light flashing.

There are more than a dozen golden-armored figures around, each of them emitting terrifying fluctuations. The aura of Guixu spreads across the sky and earth, causing the sky to change color and form black clouds.

As they moved forward, the black cloud rolled away.

There is an old man beside the white elephant.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and there were threads in his eyes like shooting stars. As he walked along, he looked at Fenghai Commandery in the distance, where the statue of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou was thrown up by his hands, with a trace of resentment and hatred in his eyes. .

"Xue Lianzi, Zheng Kaiwei, and that bitch Xu Qing."

The old man gritted his teeth, the fire of hatred burning fiercely in his heart.

The middle-aged man on the white elephant glanced at the old man, chatting and smiling.

"Ling Yun, there are many of your old friends here."

When the old man heard this, he immediately bowed his head respectfully and bowed with his fists clasped.

"Lord Governor, please allow me to catch up with my old friend for a while."

He said the word "old friend" through gritted teeth.

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded.

This old man is none other than Sheng Junzi's grandfather, the Lingyun Patriarch of the Lingyun Sword Sect of the Eight Sects Alliance.

In the past, he was punished to stay in seclusion for a period of time because of Sheng Junzi. After King Tianlan appeared, the General Alliance released him before rebelling. After explaining everything, Ancestor Lingyun chose to follow him and defected to the Seventh Prince together.

Today, he was the one who asked for orders to accompany him here.

He is not worried that Fenghai County will resist, because under the current circumstances, resistance will hasten death, and he even has expectations in his heart.

"If they resist, they will die. If they don't resist, they will die!"

"Have pity on my grandson. He obviously has the qualifications of the ancient emperor, but because of that bitch Xu Qing, he is jealous of my grandson's qualifications and viciously persecutes him!"

"Also, my son died tragically because of Zheng Kai's monster. The root of all this is Xue Lianzi."

"All of you will die!"

Ancestor Lingyun had a strong murderous intent in his eyes. Looking ahead at the sea-sealing capital, he raised his right hand and waved. Suddenly, the black clouds in the sky rolled with his thoughts, forming streaks of lightning that crossed the sky and converged into a huge thunder dragon.

With a roar that was deafening in the morning, he went straight to Fenghai County, as if he wanted to tear it apart.

In an instant, the thunder dragon reached the mid-air of Fenghai County. Just as it was about to fall, a figure appeared in front of the thunder dragon and raised its hand to press it.

The Thunder Dragon was blocked, and no matter how hard Ru Ke struggled, it was of no use. It finally exploded, forming an arc-shaped rain of lightning that covered Fenghai County.

The streets and alleys in the entire Fenghai County were quiet at the moment, and all ordinary people were asked to stay at home and not go out.

Only the monks of the Three Palaces and the elites of various sects who coexisted with Fenghai County looked at the sky with anger in the county capital. There were Yao Yunhui, Li Shitao, the disciples of the Seven Blood Boys, and too many people Xu Qing was familiar with. .

However, his second senior brother was not here, and neither was Kong Xianglong.

And in the sky, with the arrival of the black army, the surrounding black clouds are becoming more majestic and powerful. From a distance, compared with them, Fenghai County is like a lonely boat in the angry waves, which may capsize at any time.

In the army, the middle-aged man on the white elephant breathed a sigh of relief and said something casually.

"You know best how much knowledge Fenghai County has. I'll give you some time to complete the recruitment. I have to go to the next stop."

As he said that, he picked up a volume of ancient books and read them, seemingly not caring about what happened next.

The soldiers and cultivators next to them were also indifferent. Only the monks in front of them who were originally from Fenghai County were shouting loudly, including ancestor Lingyun.

He was condescending and looked at the thunder that exploded him.

Dragon people are filled with murderous intent.

"Zheng Kai is weird."

The old man in the air is none other than Master Qi.

He looked at the army with a gloomy expression, and waved slightly to disperse the arc-shaped lightning on his palms. At the same time, behind him, figures appeared one after another amid the fluctuations of nothingness.

First it was Marquis Yao, then the successive masters of the three palaces, as well as the deacons of each palace, and even the powerful men from each sect.

Anyone who has returned to the ruins will appear in the sky.

Xue Lianzi, Yan Yan's grandmother, and the three heads of the Eight Sect Alliance were all inside.

All of them looked solemn.

However, compared with before Xu Qing left, there are far fewer people present now, and those who left less often either defected or died in battle.

There is also a woman in the crowd, wearing a long purple dress, blooming like a redbud in the sky, and she is extremely beautiful. She is Zixuan.

She stood there, very conspicuous, and judging from her position, it was obvious that her status was different from others, and she was more noble.

But there seemed to be a touch of sadness between her eyebrows, which made her look a little melancholy. Now she looked at Ancestor Lingyun and the army behind her with raised eyebrows and cold eyes.

The entire Fenghai County was silent.

The arrival of the army created huge pressure and enveloped everyone in Fenghai County. It was not that they did not want to send troops, but that they had gone to the extreme.

"Yao Tianyan, Zheng Kaiwei, you are so brave!" Ancestor Lingyun stepped out and stood in front of the army, with murderous intent in his eyes and an unprecedented pleasure in his heart, and sneered.

"Seven days have passed since the Seventh Prince recruited you and others. Your Fenghai County is seeing a crisis on the battlefield. Our human race has suffered heavy casualties, but we only want to protect ourselves and are unwilling to send a single soldier."

"By behaving like this, you are collaborating with the enemy, and you are the scum of the human race!"

"The Governor has arrived in person today. If you are still stubborn, does Fenghai County still belong to the human race? Do you still have the Human Emperor above your head? Do you still have the righteousness of the human race in your hearts?"

Ancestor Lingyun has experienced too many things in his life, and he has long been cultivated to be wise and scheming. Every word he speaks carries great meaning, and every sentence is true to the human race, far beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

At this moment, Kang Man's passionate words echoed, and even the middle-aged man on the white elephant in the army looked up, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Everyone in Fenghai County was filled with sadness and anger after hearing this. Most of the monks from the Three Palaces in the county capital were livid, gritting their teeth, and their eyes were full of anger.

In the sky, Marquis Yao took a step forward, looking sad and angry.

"You said that our Fenghai County only knows how to protect itself and is unwilling to send any soldiers. In the past six months, our Fenghai County has sent five batches of millions of men, as well as the master of the Palace of Obedience and many deacons from the Third Palace!"

"These millions of men are our hope for the future of Fenghai County, and they are our only remaining source of soldiers!"

"Each clan, especially our Fenghai County human race, has run out of fuel."

"Now, you come here to confuse right and wrong, and keep talking about the justice of the human race. Dare you ask me how many of the five groups of millionaires in Fenghai County are still alive today? The master of the Palace of Enforcement died in the battle, and many deacons were buried in other places. Their deaths , isn’t it for the sake of humankind’s justice!”

"And our Fenghai County has experienced many things in recent years. We were responsible for the Shenglan invasion ourselves. Three of my palace masters died in the battle, the county guard died mysteriously, and the seventh prince came to plunder the victory. It seemed like a rescue, but in fact No one knows about this!”

"Isn't it enough that the deaths of five millions of men in our Fenghai County have been extinguished? Even our last flame has been extinguished!"

Yao Hou straightened his back, not looking at Ancestor Lingyun, but at the army behind him, speaking with a clear conscience.

The Seventh Master beside him also stepped out at this moment, looked at the white elephant in the army, and spoke calmly.

"We have human justice in our hearts, and we can make sacrifices, but if it is worth it, I would like to ask the Lord Governor how many battlefields the Seventh Prince has sent to."

The middle-aged man on the white elephant in the army did not put down the ancient book in his hand, but just spoke calmly to the ancestor Lingyun.

"You still have half a stick of incense left."

When Ancestor Lingyun heard this, his eyes flashed across the county capital city, and finally he looked at Master Qi, Marquis Yao and others, and let out a cold voice.

"The Sword-bearing Palace, the Fengxing Palace, and the Silu Palace. How many of the palace masters, deputy palace masters, deacons, and monks of these three palaces are left holding swords? How many are dispatched?"

"Each sect, the sect leader joins the battle."

"In addition...His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince named Xu Qing to participate in the battle in the first call half a year ago. You are using him as an excuse to hide in seclusion. This time, Xu Qing must participate in the battle!"

"Within half a stick of incense, all of you and Xu Qing must assemble!"

After Lingyun Ancestor finished speaking, he took a step forward. This step surpassed the sky thunder and roared in all directions, causing the color of the wind and clouds to change and a huge whirlpool to form in the sky.

During the rumbling rotation, everyone in Fenghai County was extremely angry, and each of them was angry.

Yao Hou showed determination in his eyes, and after looking at Master Qi, there was a touch of decisiveness in his determination, and his voice echoed with evil aura.

"Three Palaces!"

In an instant, the three palace masters behind him each rose into the sky, shouting in succession, especially the sword-holding palace responsible for the battle. The deputy palace master back then and now the palace master, spit out chilling words between heaven and earth. Voices.

"Where is the sword holder!"

His words echoed throughout the county capital. Figures rose up from the ground in the county capital, and solemn voices were heard.

"The sword holder, Sun Chenwu, is here!"

"Zhang Hao, the sword holder, is here!"

"The sword holder, Lu Tao, is here!"

And among these many voices, there was one voice that was particularly clear, like thunder exploding in everyone's ears, causing endless waves.

"Xu Qing, the sword holder, is here!"

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