Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 77
Shen Qingyuan, who was against tens of thousands of strong generals, was killed in one blow by Shen Qingyuan several miles away.

The discussion in the army became much quieter for a while, and at most it was just one or two slanders, and they didn't dare to have too many criticisms. The nickname of the silver-faced Rakshasa gradually spread in the army.

After occupying the pass, the army rested for half a day, then set off again, advancing towards the capital of Tianchan Kingdom.

The army marched for a day, advancing for more than forty miles, and stopped only when it was ten miles away from the imperial capital.

The gate of the imperial capital was wide open, and nearly 2 people knelt on both sides of the official road, which stretched for more than ten miles.

King Tianchan, who was just over fifty years old, led the royal family and went out of the city ten miles to beg for surrender. Obviously, he had received the letter from the flying pigeon and did not intend to resist any more.

Shen Qing's gaze swept across the crowd, and stopped at a middle-aged man behind him. The man was of medium build, with thick eyebrows and thin eyes. He knelt on one knee and lowered his head. , as hot as a furnace, obviously entered the realm of a master.

After noticing Shen Qing's gaze, the man showed hesitation, his eyes struggled for a few breaths, and finally he pressed down the dagger in his sleeve, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed heavily.

The moment he saw Shen Qing, he had already understood the gap between him and Shen Qing, and forcibly making a move was just asking for his own death.

Shen Qing stared at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, with a trace of pity in his eyes, a master is enough to provide some energy for the sundial.

"I wait for my wish to come down, and I hope that I will raise my hand and never hurt my people again."

The gray-haired king waited for a while, and saw that there was no movement behind him, and his expression was dimmed. After saying something in a deep voice, he raised the jade plate held in both hands above his head.

In the jade plate, there is a jade book and a crimson crown symbolizing the supremacy of the king.

"From this day forward, they are no longer your people."

Shen Qing replied lightly, without getting off the horse, she raised her hand and took the jade plate into her hand from the air, and handed it to Hao Yun who was following closely behind her. Immediately, she rode her horse through the official road full of kneeling figures, and slowly stepped into the imperial palace. All.

The historian accompanying the army wrote down the battle in front of him.

[August [-]th, marched to 'Yunfan Pass', the defenders of the city were brave, with one enemy ten thousand, the three armies were terrified, the advance was frustrated, morale plummeted, the leader Yue, brave and unparalleled, among the thousands of troops, raised his hand Throwing a gun to kill him, he broke through the pass, and the tiger threatened the king. The next day, the king of Tianchan led more than ten thousand people out of the city ten miles to beg for surrender, and the kingdom of Tianchan was destroyed. 】

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The Imperial Capital of Great Xia, Shengyang City.

There are almost no traces of the war a few months ago. The large tracts of land outside the city have been turned over several times and re-paved with wide official roads. On both sides of the official roads are large acres of fertile fields.

After being nourished by countless flesh and blood, the land is extremely fertile, and the grain seeds planted a month ago have grown nearly a foot high, green and lush, and the growth is gratifying.

The city has long since returned to its former prosperity. On the long street, there is an endless stream of vehicles and horses. It is even more lively than before the war, even better than before.

Downstairs of the city gate, the white-haired old soldier leaned against the city wall with a spear in his arms, watching the flow of people entering and leaving the city with a dazed expression.

Ever since the Shen family destroyed their family, things have gone wrong in this world. Humans and demons have appeared in this world, the eldest son was killed in the street, and the prince rebelled and finally took the throne.

In less than a year, too many great people died.

Looking at the bustling city in front of him now, Tang Yan almost felt unreal. Is the world really stable?

He always had the illusion of being in a dream.

"stop!"

While he was in a trance, there was a sudden shout not far from him, he turned his head to look, his pupils shrank slightly.

A figure in a black cloak and a bamboo hat was stopped outside the gate of the imperial capital by the guards.

The young soldiers guarding the city were still dissatisfied after checking the road guides, and shouted:
"Take off the bamboo hat, in broad daylight, what are you doing hiding your head and showing your tail?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Yan felt a chill in his heart, suddenly panicked for no reason, he subconsciously stepped back a few steps, and hid in the dark building on the side of the city gate.

"what!!!"

As soon as he entered the dark building, a terrifying howl suddenly sounded from outside, people shouting and horses neighing into a mess.

Tang Yan's back turned cold, and he looked out along the gap left by the dark building, and saw that the soldier who had just asked the question was caught by an invisible big hand, held in mid-air, and squeezed into a ball of meat , not even a drop of blood flowed out.

Before he could react, the black-clothed figure in the bamboo hat flew into the air in one step, and went straight into Qingming, and immediately there was a thunderous shout from above his head:
"Yang Zongxian, come out and lead him to death!"

Before the words were finished, the city wall that stretched for more than ten miles collapsed, and the southern city barrier that had stood for more than [-] years disappeared without a trace in an instant, and was flattened by someone's palm.

Countless boulders flew up, fell from the sky, and flew around like a rain of stones from the sky, covering almost the entire imperial capital and smashing countless pavilions and shops.

This almost mighty palm has almost surpassed the limit of this era.

In the depths of the palace, Yang Zongxian, who was leaning on the dragon chair, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were blood-colored, and his hair was like ink. He was naked from the upper part of his body, and his body was covered with spirit patterns carved into his muscles and bones, exuding a surge of aura fluctuation.

Thousands of bluestones of different sizes were scattered around the dragon chair. He held the ancient brass sword tightly in his hand, and the number of spirit patterns on the sword body was reduced by half compared to before.

Yang Zongxian slowly got up from the dragon chair, stepped on the purple gold boots, and dragged his sword. The sword edge left a deep scratch on the Golden Temple.

The entire palace was dead silent, without a trace of life.

On the sky outside the hall, there is a figure standing nine days high. The hat and cloak have disappeared without a trace, revealing his true face. It is a young man in his thirties, dressed in red armor, handsome, with snow-white hair.

"You're the only one here?"

Disappointment appeared in Yang Zongxian's eyes, he stepped into the sky step by step, and said lightly:
"A mere gangster, with the body of an ant, tried in vain to shake the foundation of my Great Xia for more than [-] years with his own power. It is ridiculous that a gnat can shake a tree."

"What if you add me to wait?"

Before the words were finished, there were two more people in the sky, a man and a woman, about the same age, both in their forties, also with snow-white hair, obviously old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years.

Looking at the two people who appeared suddenly, Yang Zongxian grinned: "Three people... it's barely enough..."

click -

Before he finished speaking, the anode sword in his hand shook violently, splitting countless cracks.

Terrifying sword energy shot out from the sword body, tearing apart the sky. Above the entire Yuanzhou, the void instantly distorted, and there was a piercing scream, and a crisp sword chant resounded across the eight continents and all over the world!
This is the last guarantee left by the founding emperor of the Great Xia. The anode sword seals the sword energy of a great cultivator in the Divine Hidden Realm!

On the day when the sword is destroyed, when the sword energy is out of the sheath, this is a secret that only those who sit on the throne will know.

What Yang Zongxi knew was only part of it. The sword energy hidden in the Yangyang sword would not hurt the blood of the Yang family, but it would kill all living beings within a radius of hundreds of feet regardless of whether it was the enemy or the enemy.

Puff puff!
The three old ghosts in the Gang Sha Realm didn't even have the slightest reaction time in front of this shocking sword energy. Their bodies, including the protective magic weapon, were instantly torn apart.

The blood filled with spiritual light was poured down one after another, not a single drop fell into the ground, and all of them were gathered on top of Yang Zongxian's head and poured down on his head.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yang Zongxian took a deep breath, drenched in blood, and smiled to the sky. The spirit patterns on his body glowed slightly, absorbing all the blood. His aura fluctuated more and more, rubbing strands of electric light in the air.

The wind and cloud between the sky and the earth changed color, the dark clouds were dense, the invisible magnetic field was distorted, the yang magnetism and the yin evil energy between the sky and the earth began to gather faintly, and a huge funnel-like vortex rolled up in the sky above the imperial capital, affecting the people with a radius of nearly a hundred miles. celestial phenomena.

Among the ruins, Tang Yan came out in disgrace. Looking at the figure standing above the sky, he curled up with a numb face, but his heart relaxed a lot.

Sure enough, this world is far from peace.

(End of this chapter)