In the 18th year of King Qin's rule, the national teacher Lu Yan at the end of the 17th year, a great celebration of joy with the people that shocked the past and present began.

Just halfway through this year, Qin State suffered the death of Lu Yan, and then the natural disaster in Bashu. Before he knew it, the year had passed and the 19th year of Qin Wangzheng.

October, this New Year has passed in a hurry.

King Zheng of Qin ordered the general Wang Jian to point out the most elite 15,000 soldiers among the armor-piercing soldiers in a hundred battles, and to advance to Bashu and pacify the disaster in Shu.

The armor-piercing soldiers of hundreds of battles are originally the elite legion of Qin. You can imagine the quality of these 5,000 people.

As Wang Jian's army entered Sichuan, there were the Star Soul of the National Guardian and the "Madam Jun" Nong Yu.

The so-called title of Mrs. Jun is a special product of Ying Zheng's decision and a collision with this era.

In October, King Zheng of Qin personally moved to Yongcheng and announced that he would posthumously grant Lu Yan the title of Jingping Jun, which means pacifying the world.

Lu Yan was alive and had no blood relatives, and no one could enjoy the glory of this title. The King of Qin then asked Lu Yan's widow, Mrs. Nong Yu, to receive titles on behalf of her husband, to become the first official female title.

Jingping Jun, Mrs. Jun, this special title was born.

The King of Qin's attitude was beyond imagination. The punishment of the will of heaven on Lu Yan and Qin was all bullshit. I gave Lu Yan's position in Qin. I can do anything depending on the so-called will of heaven.

For a group of people who are superstitious about God's will, Ying Zheng blocked their mouths on the grounds that the war began and the army must not be slackened. Military law judgments are very different from usual. If you dare to talk too much, you will directly chop you up.

Under such strong suppression, the rumors about Lu Yan's disobedience to heaven and causing the natural disasters of Qin were temporarily suppressed. As long as Wang Jian could successfully pacify Bashu, all this chaos would be destroyed.

Just as Wang Jian's troops marched into Bashu, the entire land of Bashu had already made riots first.

...

"The Demon Lord, rumors spread, the county magistrate of Shu County has sent people to Shushan for help."

"Demon Lord, there are a few people from Qin who have broken through the plank road."

The Demon Lord heard the reward from his subordinates and let out a dull and hoarse smile. Everyone could only see his back, which was faintly visible in the black smoke screen.

"Hmph, everything is in the plan. Priest, go and inform those stupid people, the whole Bashu, as much as they can grab, they can have."

The black-robed priest held the ancient wooden stick and leaned over to take the order, "See the order, Demon Lord." After saying that, he bent down and retreated, and retreated.

Hesit~ Crack~

The black smoke screen was shattered by the beating blood thunder. The three blood patterns on the Demon Lord's forehead condensed into red light and turned toward the subordinates.

His phoenix eyes opened, his eyebrows flew into his temples, his pale and strange face raised his murderous intent, "The rest of them follow me and kill to Shushan. Those who blasphemed the demon god should die."

"Yes, Demon Lord."

"Damn it, damn it~"

The believers of the Demon God let out a shocking roar. The entire camp caused a sensation. Hundreds of warriors gathered in a queue, waiting for the Demon Lord to lead them to the war.

There were seven people standing at the forefront of these hundreds of people, who had the same style as the Demon Lord. They both had extremely pale skin, almost exposed their upper body, and blood patterns on their foreheads. However, there were three blood patterns on the Demon Lord, and only one of these seven people.

"Haa~ah~"

A long low growl came from the Demon Lord's throat, carrying the oscillating wave of black air spreading to all directions of the world.

"My God's believers follow me to fight and sweep away all the blasphemous scum in this world. God gives eight thunders to ban the vast extremities, haha~"

The Demon Lord spread a huge thunder net with his hands, forming a strange sea of ​​thunder in the air. The endless flashing lightning shone out the entire tribe and the crazy faces of hundreds of people.

"Eight thunders, divine power moves, when the thousand years are over, the blood of the battle will not end~"

Boom~

The sea of ​​thunder poured down, and everyone on the scene was included in it, bathed in the blood thunder containing the strong demonic energy. These believers of the demon gods suddenly felt the power in their limbs and bones becoming stronger.

"War the sky, blood will not end~"

"The blood of the war is not over!"

"The blood of the war is not over~"

Everyone roared high, staring at scarlet eyes, and the blue veins were bulging on the abnormal white skin, as if they could directly see the blood flowing from the blood vessels in it.

The Demon Lord stood high, looking at a group of berserkers with faith, and in the phoenix eyes, the divine light was bright.

It’s eight hundred years, and it’s just one step away. As long as you take another step, God will come.

...

Shushan, the Wu tribe.

Yu Liuchen shuttled through the forest as usual. His eyes scanned irregularly around without paying attention to his feet. Just habitual movements made his trees move quickly, even more flexible than the apes in nature.

He is in charge of daily patrols.

Sudden--

"Um?"

Yu Liuchen spoke in shock and frowned, and his two black arms and hairs seemed to stand up one by one.

How does this feel?

He couldn't describe it, but he felt an inexplicable fear, as if his body was trembling.

"Ah~No!"

He quickly came to his senses, looked down at his feet, then turned down, crawled on the ground, and put his ears close to the soil.

Trembling, the land is trembling!

“Not good~”

Yu Luochen stood up instantly, grabbed the branches with both hands and swung up, running towards the tribe at full speed.

At the same time, he used his internal strength to roar the unique howl of the Shushan Witch Clan in the sky.

“Oh~~”

The howling of high-speed movement alarmed the guard posts in various parts of Shushan. In an instant, the signal of war rose among the Wu tribe.

"Sure enough, I'm here, a scum who practices evil skills."

Xing Wu twisted his wrist and gently cursed words, which accumulated more than 20 years of hatred and anger.

He jumped to a building similar to a dot in the tribe, and took air in his chest, "Gather and prepare to face the enemy."

Whoosh~

Huh~

After hearing the order to assemble, Yu Yuan's guards scattered in various parts of the tribe gathered in front of Xing Wu without ten breaths.

Xing Wu looked directly at one of them and ordered: "Xing Qiu, take your people with you, protect the high priest, and obey his instructions."

"Yes, father, leader."

The man named Xingqiu took the order and disappeared in an instant.

"Yu Qing, you and your squad stay in the tribe to guard against possible enemies infiltrate."

"Yes, leader."

"The rest of the people will follow me to the front line to kill the enemy."

“Yes~”

...

Bai Feng's figure appeared on a rock, with blue pupils reflected in the distant sky. There were originally blue sky and white clouds, but now there are several dark clouds.

"It's another flock of birds suffering from mutation."

He closed his eyes and lamented a breath for the poor birds. Then, his eyebrows raised and his whole body moved.

A crisp whistle summoned two white wings that covered the sky.

Bai Feng jumped into the sky, stood firmly on the back of the King of Birds, and stroked her neck with one hand.

"The enemy who hurts you is coming. Be careful, this battle is very unusual."

"Cry!Cry~"

The king's bird flapped its wings and flew high, and its sharp cry resounded throughout the Shu Mountain.
Chapter completed!