Archfiend Chapter 809: : Binglin Ancient City

Xu Yangyi did not show his figure, his return is secret, and he does not want any real martial arts world to see it.

Taihu Lake, one of China's five major freshwater lakes, but now there is no green trees by the lake, let alone any flock of birds returning to the forest. In addition to the endless steel city wall, there are countless spiritual weapons on it, and a series of mysterious runes. These city walls are a thousand meters high and completely surround Taihu Lake.

There is almost no water. At least 1,800 square kilometers are used as a base. A base where practice and technology coexist, stands in it like a magical city. Countless planes, boats, and densely packed pedestrians and residents around, it is like a Venice on the water.

"It seems that the battle situation is very tense." Xu Yangyi swept his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Why see?"

"Otherwise, even Taihu Lake will not be used as a base. Human beings are still aware of environmental protection. Unless it is time to do so."

Wei Chenyuan didn't speak, he sighed for a long time: "It's not just nervous..."

"You have been asleep for so many years...you don't know what happened...the earth...has become a flesh and blood mill. Every day, I don't know how many monks and mortals die." Wei Chenyuan's eyes flickered, looking at Taihu Lake "These...are all residents of the former magic capital. There is an underground city about two hundred meters below the base of Taihu Lake. There are also Suzhou. Now almost no one will live outside the mountain protection formation."

The voice fell, and the two had stopped on a small island. The island was not big, only about two hundred meters in size. In the weird combination of steel and cultivation, it seemed extremely peaceful. A peach blossom tree surrounds the side, making it seem like a paradise.

Wei Chenyuan did not fly, but walked up step by step. Xu Yangyi's eyes flashed, and he probably understood why the other party brought him here.

The Heroic Monument.

It's extremely quiet here, almost forgetting that it was a time of war. When the two walked along the cobblestone path to the end, what appeared in front of them was an extremely large cemetery.

Western-style cemeteries, understandably, land has now become a luxury, and there is no way to bury them in accordance with customs. And... it is very likely that the body will not be found.

"All the monks in the virtual core realm are here." Wei Chenyuan's eyes trembled, and his voice trembled slightly: "They are likely to be golden cores in a few decades and continue to guard China, but... a battle... It was just the battle of the Demon Capital, and they were all buried here."

Silence.

Xu Yangyi looked at the vast cemetery over a hundred meters long and sighed.

"You didn't see that battle. It's definitely not weaker than your Bohai battle.... The Northern Hades descended in person, the sky was stained with aura and artillery fire, and the entire East China Sea was red... Suhang, Shandong, even Fujian, Anhui, and even Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi have sent reinforcements..."

"The Northern Ming Dynasty, the five great caves, the fifteen great blessings, the true martial world dispatched at least one-fifth of its forces at the time, and the magic capital was piled up with human lives, and then...the month-long massacre..."

"No survivors... At the last moment when the real martial arts world controlled the demon capital formation, no one could get out... There were millions of mortals who had not withdrawn, hundreds of thousands of troops, tens of thousands of monks, all Was slaughtered in a month."

Wei Chenyuan spoke slowly, and with a light wave of his finger, small white flowers flew up and became a wreath in his hand. They walked respectfully to the stone tablet in front and placed them aside.

There are already many withered wreaths around the heroic stele, and many of them have even turned into nourishment and sunk into the soil.

He narrated like a river, Xu Yangyi listened calmly, he could feel the gentle pain, the blood hidden under the pain, only because it took too long to be hidden in his heart.

"After you turned into a ball of thorns, in order to clean up the endgame in the Bohai Sea, China launched a killing weapon. Among the sun's stars, the codename is'Star.'" Wei Chenyuan's eyes calmed down, as if there were some fluctuations, but he hid deeply In her mind, she squatted down and placed the wreath gently: "She calmed down the entire Bohai Sea, and all the living monks of the True Martial Realm were killed. The Seven Great Cave Heavens returned to the True Martial Realm. Next..."

He flicked the wreath lightly, his fingers trembling slightly: "It's a five-year tug of war."

"The death toll cannot be counted. The real martial arts can only fall outside the National Defender Front. However, there are not many places on the earth where the National Defender Front is located. So...too many small countries have begun to move towards the big countries, especially It is a few ancient countries of practice, which are already overcrowded. Fortunately, the earth’s guardian circle prevents the real martial arts star-killing weapons from reaching the earth."

Xu Yangyi broke a peach blossom, bent it with spiritual power, weaving his own wreath. Without seeing the happiness and anger, he said lightly: "Fortunately?"

"The old man just said that Taiwan disappeared a few years ago." Wei Chenyuan stood up and sighed, surrounded by peach blossoms and colorful falling flowers, setting off the sacred serenity of this cemetery: "That... For the first time, the earth saw the power of the star-fighting weapon... Nothing... Only light... There was also a tenth-level tsunami that swept the southeast coast... Then... more than 30 million people in Taiwan, along with the entire island, All disappear..."

He looked at the peach blossoms flying in front of him, gently stretched out his hand, as if to touch, and finally gave up: "Sometimes, I was thinking, when was the last time I enjoyed the flowers and talked about wine so quietly, but I think about it. I can't remember."

Silence, the icyness of death is in the silence. No one spoke, Xu Yangyi gently placed the wreath under the heroic monument. But didn't take a look.

He was afraid.

He was afraid to look at it, and when he saw some familiar names, he would use his killing intent to take away the peace.

Here, it should be quiet, and it also belongs to quiet. It is disrespectful to these martyrs to move and kill here. Even he is not qualified to do this.

"I would rather be a peace dog than a chaotic person." After a long time, Wei Chenyuan gently stroked the heroic monument in front of him: "Lymphomaniac, what do you think the real person is thinking?"

Xu Yangyi did not answer.

"I'm thinking, if we survive, we must bury these bastards." His voice choked slightly with the shaking of his hands: "We survived, not because we are stronger, but because we are responsible. Greater responsibility. The hope of the earth lies in us. Even if we die, we must die on the battlefield."

Xu Yangyi finally raised his head and looked at the tall heroic monument amidst the peach blossoms flying in the sky: "Floating Cloud Daoist Fellow has fallen."

"I know."

"So, the blood debt is paid for the blood." Xu Yangyi finally reflected all the inscriptions in his eyes, and his voice calmly revealed resoluteness: "If you don't kill them all, how can you be worthy of these war dead friends?"

The two people have a sharp heart, and bowed together.

At this moment, he has swept the heroic stele with his spiritual sense.

Eight golden cores died in battle!

Mr. Qingyue, Mr. Liuhuo, Mr. Floating Cloud, Mr. Huangdao, and four others are not familiar to him. Below the name, the number of enemies killed was impressively recorded.

There are 78,000 people in Qingyue. Liuhuo has 6,000 real people. Seven Hundred Floating Clouds...

And myself... the name is not gloomy, nor luminous, and the color is extremely pale. The following shows 411,300 people!

The cold numbers take away fresh lives.

"When can human lives be replaced by numbers." He turned around, Wei Chenyuan bowed his head and said: "Where are you going?"

"Debt collection."

Xu Yangyi waved his hand and left here. Wei Chenyuan’s last words came into his ears with the wind: "Here, the real person can withstand it. Your combat power must go to the place that suits you best. Go to the general control room of the Taihu Lake Base. There is what you want. Stuff."

Stepping out of the island, his figure disappeared into the air. While flying, the extremely calm heart was boiling again with turbulent killing intent.

Zhenwu Realm...

Wait...the debt collector will come right away.

I... I want to seek justice for the millions of people in Bohai. Interest is your life.

Step into the command room. This is Wei Chenyuan's alone office, and there is no one. Approximately two hundred meters in size, a huge Huaxia map lay behind him, with countless red dots flickering.

All of them are coastal...but where the red dots flicker, they are all green, some are yellow, and only a few, such as orange here. It seems that China is not in great danger yet.

"Not enough..." He automatically skipped the green area, not enough to kill... This is full of murderous intent and will not completely slaughter the true martial world~ IndoMTL.com~ How can we be worthy of sacrificing in Bohai and desperately defending the country Friends?

His eyes skipped everywhere, due to spiritual consciousness, a picture jumped out, and there were countless numbers. That is the number of troops invested by both Zhenwu Realm and Huaxia, and... it is the recruitment information that is as ice as snow.

"In the southern gate war zone, specially recruit Fulu monks, as many as you want." "Southeast war zone, recruit monks during the training period to form a Panlong Nine phalanx."

Wait.

Not enough...not enough...not enough! Like a lion looking for food, he lightly licked his lips, and his life-harvesting gaze flicked from place to place, and finally stopped his eyes in the southwest.

"Four years ago, the Potala Palace fell and there was no Yuan Ying in this generation of Tibetan Buddhism. It was invincible. The real martial arts drove straight forward and entered the Southwest Gate. Seven million Ling Yuan Ying Zhenjun, the Jin Dynasty Jin Dynasty After the lord personally sits in town, and even breaks through the five defense lines of Lhasa, Nyingchi, Qamdo, Ganzi, and Ya'an, the army will come to Chengdu, the ancient city of thousands of years..."

Found...

His eyes flickered slightly, and his fingers even moved a little bit of the map with excitement. However, the phantom picture that appeared gave him a moment of surprise.

I don't know how many generations of relatives, Xu Fangyuan.

Has Yuan Ying Zhenjun personally entered the battle?

The situation is dangerous to this point?

The figures that appeared next further confirmed his thoughts.

Thirteen million!

The Dajin Dynasty came in person, thirteen million iron hoofs, and did not break the Taoist ancestral court for four years!

He was not afraid, nor sorrow at this moment, but the killing intent rushed out of every cell, flooding his body without warning.

"Are you...requiring me to go here?" He glanced at Kojima's direction and smiled bloodthirsally: "I really know me..."

"I have been hungry for a few years. If I want to eat, I just have a big meal. Small dishes can't satisfy me."