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Chapter 681 These people have written down

The gloomy sky and the desolate earth.

Around the mountains, you can see a slow and continuous mountain range. There are countless strange caves hidden in it. There are dangerous cliffs, as if there is a faint black mist floating between the sky and the earth. The strong wind is howling and rolling. And in the strong wind, it seems that there is a full of blood, making this world with inexplicable solemn atmosphere. Further away, there are roars sounds from time to time, and it is quiet, making people feel a sincere panic. Even the trees and grass here point directly to the sky, like swords and halberds...

"This is the magic edge..."

Fang Yuan stood on a low hill. Looking from a distance, he felt a little emotion in his heart.

After he came here with the Yumen God Pass, he set foot on this land full of war and legend for the first time.

This place is called the Wasteland, but more people are used to calling it the Demon Edge!

The great catastrophe comes every three thousand years, and the creatures are burying the world. There are several places above the Tianyuan, but the demon edge has always been the largest entrance. Therefore, every time the great catastrophe comes, the demon edge is a place where the world's cultivators gather a large army to resist the great catastrophe, which is equivalent to the first line of defense for the Tianyuan to fight against the great catastrophe.

More importantly, after the great catastrophe, the dark demon breath may either dissipate or retreat to another world, but because the demon edge is the first line of defense, a large number of dark demon breaths will condense, which will not dissipate for three thousand years. An extremely countless dark creatures breed and rage the world. Therefore, Tianyuan also needs to keep stockpiling troops here and constantly killing those dark creatures to prevent them from ravaging too much. In order to protect the barrier here, we are preparing to use these barriers to fight against the new disaster when the next great disaster comes!

Therefore, although the great disaster has fallen every three thousand years, the war has never stopped for the demon border.

And in these countless years of war, countless heroes have been born, either becoming legends in the world, famous all over the world, or becoming nameless dead bones, forever buried under the sand here, watching the changes in the world.

"Wangqing Daozi, when I arrive at the edge of the devil, I should call you a god general!"

Just at the entrance of the teleportation array, three old men in black robes were waiting. These three were all Nascent Soul cultivation, they looked very old and had such high cultivation. In Jiuzhou, they were at least like ancestors, but these three people were wearing very simple clothes, just a black robe with a Qiankun bag hanging around their waists, and there was no decoration.

The old man in the leader gave a gentle bow to Fang Yuan and whispered: "I am the elder of the Eight Desolate City. I have been waiting for you here for a long time on the order of the city lord. After Daozi's teleportation is completed, I will lead you into the city and prepare for the ceremony of your godly general's enthronement!"

"I'm here to help you!"

Fang Yuan understood in his heart and bowed respectfully to him.

When I thought of entering Bahuang City, I felt a little expectant.

There are seven holy places in the world. Fang Yuan has had dealing with the Sword Shaving Pond, Langya Pavilion, and the Nine Heavens respectively, and even became the Daozi of Wangqing Island. However, this Eight Desolate City was originally a holy place he respected the most, but this was the first time he had come here.

Most of the seven holy places are in Jiuzhou. The sword-washing pool and Wangqing Island, although one in the south and one in the north, are also closely related to Jiuzhou.

But only the Eight Desolate City is different. From the beginning, this city was built on the edge of the demon. It was based on the responsibility of resisting great catastrophes and killing dark creatures. It was tempered in blood and fire, and lived and perished with the world. Now, it is unknown how many catastrophes have passed, and it is not known that the Eight Desolate City has been destroyed and then built. It has been destroyed many times, but it has always been in the ranks of the holy land. Even this power has become more and more prosperous!

Now, Bahuang City has become the ruling center stationed at the demon border. The lord of Bahuang City is the commander who resists the great disaster. The ten gods are all enthroned by him. It can be said that this is both a holy land and the command center of the Tianyuan Immortal Army, and the military opportunity!

Before Fang Yuan rushed to the devil's edge, the position of the divine general was asked from Bahuang City.

Now that we are at the edge of the devil, the first one to enter is naturally the Eight Desert City.

Seeing that the Dharma boats were arranged, the troops were rectified, and the people under the control all walked out of the teleportation array. Fang Yuan treated the three black-robed elders politely, and then followed them all westwards. With all their eyes, they saw that they were very desolate, without any nine provinces, a county or a village, and even the backs of the plants were extremely small, and they looked bare.

However, less than a hundred miles away, a black city suddenly appeared on the horizon ahead.

At this time, they were all in the air. From a distance, they could see that the city was almost towering into the sky, endlessly high and endlessly wide, saying it was a city, but in fact dozens of cities gathered together, facing all directions, sitting in the center of this land, the city walls were all made of hard black rock carvings, and black armored black guards stood on the city, which was very strict, giving people the feeling of iron casting.

But at the four gates, it seemed very lively. The crowds were mostly soldiers wearing black armor, but it also seemed much more lively. It seemed like the people within a radius of thousands of miles gathered in this city.

"The God General is here for a while. You can take your company with me to meet the city lord. However, the Eight Desert City has always had orders. All your followers need to be stationed outside the city. When your enthronement has been settled, you will go to the Shenguan together..."

Fang Yuan nodded to show that he understood. He had already made preparations before coming and learned a lot.

But after giving orders, the three hundred sea god guards were stationed outside, he only ordered the old deacon Yuanmu of Wangqing Island, the three old demons of Xueyuan, and Dong Su'er to follow him in. The two old formation masters of Tianshu Sect would immediately follow Fang Yuan into the city when they heard about this, but Fang Yuan hurriedly explained that the army was outside and people with a strong position were needed to stare at them. They were just right, and the two old formation masters agreed.

After making the arrangements, the dragon was a little troublesome. It was dozens of feet long, so it was naturally inconvenient to enter the city. Moreover, before the teleportation array, it pretended to help Fang Yuan pull the jade chariot, but after passing the demon edge, this guy even pretended to be pretending to be fit, saying that he had escaped from the trap not long ago, and now his legs hurt, and his tail was cramped at all times. Anyway, he refused to pull the jade chariot anymore, and just slipped beside him...

Fang Yuan Mu was so angry that Fang Yuan didn't care about his beard, so he simply put away the jade chariot.

"Don't you want me to enter the city?"

When the dragon heard Fang Yuan’s arrangement, he immediately glared at him, very dissatisfied. He took a breath and his body instantly swelled, but then he exhaled again. The figure dozens of feet long immediately became smaller at a strange speed, and finally became only one person tall, with two hind paws standing, and his tail was dragging behind him.

"Is it OK now?"

The dragon looked around proudly, looking very proud.

Fang Yuan looked at it up and down, sighed, and said, "Find a shorts for it..."

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After the group was ready, they rushed straight to the Bahuang City. The three gates in the front and back of the Bahuang City were all protected by large formations. People came and went. Fang Yuan was both a Taoist son of the Forgetful Island and a sacred general waiting to be enthroned. Naturally, he did not have to go in through the first gate, but directly passed through the first two levels of the formation. Before the third gate, he slowly pressed the Yuntou and walked forward radially.

At the city gate, the guard saw Fang Yuan wearing a green robe and a calm breath. A group of people were accompanying him, carrying a proud and four-legged snake in shorts. Three elders in the city guided him immediately. He did not dare to neglect him. As the law asked about the identity of the visitor, the elder Huangsha said directly: "Fang Yuan, the Daozi of Wangqing Island, entered the city lord, was enfeoffed by the gods. Open the city gate quickly to welcome him!"

When the practitioners came and went around, they were shocked when they heard this and they all gathered around to watch.

"Is this person the Daozi of the Forgetful Island?"

"What do you mean by the Daozi of Wangqing Island? He is just a poor cultivator who has climbed up to a high branch!"

After entering the third city gate, he had already entered the inner city of Bahuang City.

The two cities outside were all immortal armored soldiers and ordinary cultivators, while the third city was already a true disciple of the Eight Desolate City, or some geniuses from other aristocratic families or Taoist prides. They had profound cultivation and arrogant attitude. They all belonged to the demon edge. When they looked at them from afar, they did not seem to be afraid of Fang Yuan's cultivation and identity at all. Instead, they sneered.

Some people even showed a little hatred in their eyes, and some people could vaguely hear someone whispering: "I heard that it was this person who swallowed the more than 30 dragon souls that should have been rewarded to our soldiers on the edge of the demon. It was simply hateful. With the support of Wangqing Island and doing nothing, the old god general Zhao Hanliang once made a special trip to Wangqing Island to persuade him, but he was driven out directly without any discrimination!"

"A person who is so selfish and devoted to himself has the courage to come to the devil's edge?"

"Ha, he also used the background of Wangqing Island to obtain the position of a god general for himself. What qualifications does he have to be this god general?"

“…”

“…”

Walking all the way to the city, there was endless discussion around.

Although those sounds are lower, how could Fang Yuan’s cultivation be unable to detect them?

He remained silent and did not speak, but his face slightly sank.

"Daozi..."

Mr. Motomaru, the old deacon of Wangqing Island, also heard these words, frowned coldly and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't care, I think someone has sent some words and deliberately disrupted the situation!"

Fang Yuan just waved his hand gently and said lightly: "These people don't know my feelings. They believed that they had just taken down the Dragon Soul, and they couldn't bear to give it to others, and they couldn't blame them for being dissatisfied with me. Why should I be too concerned?"

The old deacon nodded slowly and stopped talking.

Then Fang Yuan said again: "But remember all the most fierce people who are talking about it!"

The old deacon was slightly stunned, a little puzzled.

Fang Yuan said lightly: "I came to the demon edge to select the right person to give the dragon soul. Not to mention how much strength these people have, they must at least have a brain. And these people who listen to the wind and rain have any brains and what qualifications are they? "

Several close geniuses around him heard Fang Yuan's words and looked indignant and instantly became dull.

The old ghost in the black mountain said

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