Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 190: Human despair
Of course, the world is desperate. After Emperor Qi and Chen Guhong each led an army of 100,000 into the ghost gate from the north to the south, King Dashun was already in his grasp.
"Chen Guhong, Apocalypse hit my plan, but I didn't want to come out alive." King Dashun smiled refreshedly at the time, and then waved his hand.
ordered one hundred thousand ghosts to disperse, with nine ghosts as the commander, fighting in all directions.
Killing the Heavenly Fate Kingdom possesses the heroic power and can resist. Regardless of whether it is the court guard or the people of the arena, don't let it go. For a time, the blood was overwhelming.
As the killing continued, Dashun State quickly annexed the entire Heavenly Fate State. "Shun" flags are planted on each of the cities, and the countryside is filled with strong or dim ghosts.
The world has turned into purgatory.
And the news of Emperor Tianqi, King Qi, and the Book Swordsman died in their respective battles has not gone away. People think that there is no resistance in the world, and there is only deep pessimism and despair for a time.
On the rugged sea, on a small island near the Kingdom of Heaven, there are people from the rivers and lakes. The main body is the water family and the bamboo family. Because of Chen Guhong's reminder, the two families joined some families and all moved here.
The sound of wind also reached here.
"Guhong, did you really die in battle?" To the west of the island, Zhu Fei was wearing coarse cloth clothes and a hat on his head. Facing the slightly moist sea breeze, he looked towards the direction of Heavenly Fate. Murmured.
"Grandpa, we're going to set sail, let's get on board." At this moment, Zhu Pijiang came to Zhu Fei's side and said softly.
"Yeah." Zhu Fei nodded, and walked to the east of the island with Zhu Pijiang. When the wind reached here, 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 spirit enveloped, it became depressed and desolate. In the city, there is a luxurious house.
A plaque stood on top of .
"Wu Mansion."
is the residence of the Wu family in Datong Mansion of Xuanzhou, a distinguished family. The mansion is huge. But it is not full of gold and jade, it is very elegant, full of a gentle atmosphere of scrolls, and the background of the scholarly family is permeating.
in one of the study rooms. Sitting in the study, Wu Zhengchun had a very suave and energetic face, a sallow face, and an extra coat on him, occasionally accompanied by a cough.
Dashun country’s Yang Qi tax, he also has to pay it.
Because of being continuously absorbed Yang Qi. His body has become very weak and has recently suffered a serious illness. Of course he also received a letter from Chen Guhong, but he was nostalgic for his homeland and did not leave.
"Who can pay back this earthly world?" Wu Zhengchun opened the door of the study, raised his head to look at the gray sky, and sighed in his heart.
"Husband, you are just ill, don't blow the air outside." At this time, Wu Zhengchun's wife Chen passed by and saw Wu Zhengchun blowing the air outside. Can not help but say.
Her face is also very pale, and her body is not very good.
Sleeping at night is very afraid of the cold, but she is also very virtuous, but she cares more about her husband's body.
"There are ghosts inside and outside the house, what's the difference?" Wu Zhengchun smiled wryly.
"Oh." Chen sighed, tears unceasingly.
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Countryside, somewhere in the village.
A few gray-haired old men sit at the head of the village, smoking dry smoke. Under the ghostly atmosphere, even the village is much quieter, because the local dogs and ducks dare not bark.
There is also a lot of silence between people.
The countryside nowadays, let alone the rustic flavor. It's almost like a ghost village.
"When is the head?" An old man smashed the dry smoke in his hand, exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at the gray sky with vague eyes, and left a line of old tears.
Hopeless. Darkness and tears have become the theme of the Heavenly Fate Kingdom, and there is such a breath everywhere. This is the world.
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in the world of steles.
is still the same color, gray, ghostly enveloping every inch of the sky and the earth. Take a breath. A strong ghost energy rushes into the lungs and corrodes the body.
Although there are a hundred thousand yang energy, gathering is useless.
Because there is no water, no food.
Chen Guhong is thinking of a way to refine the jade seal of the town country and add the power of the humanity gem to break through the world of stone tablets. Therefore, the army was ordered to rest on the spot and try not to move as much as possible to maintain physical strength.
One day later, Chen Guhong did refine the Zhenguo Yuxi.
The process is very easy, similar to refining a humanity orb. It's just that the inner world inside the jade seal of the town is wider. There are no dragons or white tigers, only a huge stone platform stands in the center of the dark world.
is like a stone platform for offering sacrifices to the heavens. It is very large.
Chen Guhong carved his mark on the stone platform, and after a little refinement, he could use the Zhenguo Yuxi as his own.
After subduing the Zhenguo Yuxi, the humane red light will no longer be dangerous. On the contrary, it is filled with a gentle atmosphere, like a woman who comforts herself and a guard who protects herself.
The jade seal of this town’s country, the humane orb is indeed like the legendary one.
But the killing and the national destiny are in hand, Chen Guhong is still at a loss as to how to break out of this world of steles. He was once angry and swung his sword into the sky.
Town State Jade Seal, humanity orbs are surging together, but in the end it just cuts the Taoism in the body in vain. But there is no heaven and earth aura in the stele world to replenish, and he becomes a lot weaker.
Therefore, Chen Guhong did not dare to launch the treasure at will to attack the fortress. But sitting dry is only a waste of time, he is a cultivator, can support more time.
But the 100,000 army was different. After the third day, all the soldiers began to become dehydrated, and on the fourth day, they were already delirious. It's the same even for those few heroes.
On the fifth day, the soldiers were weak and dying.
Chen Guhong was helpless.
On the empty and gloomy ground, rows of unconscious, weak and dying soldiers lay. Chen Guhong sat in one of them, holding a dying soldier in his arms.
"Sword King, I am not afraid of death, I am really not afraid of death, but I am very afraid of going to die so uselessly, I want a fight, I want a fight."
The mentality of the soldier has been blurred~IndoMTL.com~ But his hand strength is surprisingly strong. He grasped Chen Guhong's clothes tightly, yelled at Chen Guhong, and left two lines of blood and tears.
The liquid that came out was very viscous, almost solidified. Because there is no excess water.
"It's okay, you will definitely live. If you live to see your family, the world will be well. Your parents, wives 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 fell asleep. 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 floor. Anger filled his chest, and the blood boiled. He raised his head and looked at the gray sky, with golden light from his eyes.
seems to be breaking this day.
"Dashun King! Dare to fight with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Chen Guhong roared to the sky.
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