Yong'an 22nd year, the end of April.

Today, as the Great Zhu Demon Army marches straight into the northern part of the Central Plains, destroying the three prefectures of Yong, Ling, and Jing, what you can see when you look up is that the mountains and rivers are broken, and everything is desolate.

The Han Dynasty, which had gone through more than 200 years, was already declining and perishing in the eyes of many people.

At this moment, Shenjing City.

It was just dawning, and the dark clouds hung low in the sky, as if they were within reach.

The layers of floating clouds were weirdly twisted, like a pair of strange eyes overlooking the earth.

In order to guard against the sneak attack of the demon army, Zhong Shan'e, the old warrior god from the Demon-Suppressing Division, had been guarding the top of the city all night.

As the oldest martial god in the Demon Suppressing Division, he has taught countless juniors and even trained Chu Qiguang, a veteran on Chaoyao Mountain.

Zhongshan Eben didn't have to do this kind of thing of standing guard.

But he followed the defeated army all the way back into Shenjing City, and saw countless hell-like scenes. At this moment, he just wanted to devote his last effort to the big man and to Shenjing City.

He looked at the demon army gathering in the distance, his eyes showing both fatigue and deep worry.

Most of those monsters lay on the ground and curled up and fell asleep. When they were hungry, they would get up and look for food. From time to time, monsters would roar and gasp like wild beasts, and then bite and entangle themselves.

Zhongshan'e can also see some rabbit demons, goat demons and other small demons stirring large pots for cooking, and from time to time human heads or hands and feet emerge from them.

Somewhat impatiently, the demon stretched out his hand, lifted up the whole pot of broth, and poured it into the bloody mouth.

The hungry cat demons and dog demons crowded at the feet of the big demon, fighting for the minced meat and soup that flowed to the ground from each other's mouths.

Some little monsters even started fighting on the spot in order to grab the leftover meat, while other monsters didn't even look at them. They squeezed the fighting monsters out and continued to fight for food.

The entire demon army camp was so chaotic and bloody.

Wherever these Da Zhu demon armies hit, they eat wherever they go.

Zhong Shan'e still remembers the scenes during the siege of the city in the past half month, when these monsters ate up all the refugees outside the city.

The people in the city could only watch helplessly as the refugees cried out in despair, but no one dared to take a step forward to save them.

Those cruel and horrifying scenes were enough to break the will of every soldier, causing them to wake up from nightmares every time. Desperate faces and scarlet blood everywhere appeared in front of their eyes.

And in the following time, it quickly spread throughout the city, becoming an evil story that frightened countless citizens.

Zhong Shan'e turned his head and looked at the soldiers around him, and could feel that they were approaching their limit.

Not only the soldiers around him, but also how long the entire Shenjing City can last is something Zhong Shan'e dare not think about.

The city is gradually being shrouded in despair and fear, and Zhong Shan'e has heard more than once that soldiers and officials committed suicide, or were beheaded in the name of defecting.

At this moment, another Martial God came up to change shifts with Zhong Shan'e.

This martial god is Jiang Longyu's master, Sword Saint Ma Yi.

But at this moment, Ma Yi's originally optimistic and casual face was full of haggard and decadence.

He also held a pot of soju in his hand, and his blurred eyes glanced in the direction of the battlefield, and then focused on his pot of wine again.

Zhong Shan'e said solemnly: "You shouldn't drink."

Ma Yi spoke with a strong northern accent: "What can we do if we don't drink? This war is no longer something we can control."

"Those demon armies, and those monsters..."

When he said this, Ma Yi's body couldn't help but tremble. He unconsciously drank a large sip of soju to suppress the fear in his heart.

"Even His Majesty and the leader can't suppress and control those monsters, so what can we do?"

Ma Yi raised his head and looked at the dead plain north of the city.

Countless black monsters were lying there motionless like statues, seemingly waiting for the day they would wake up again.

Their figures were twisted and filled with a kind of madness, and indescribable weird squirming sounds were constantly emitting from the pure black flesh.

Numerous originally slight crawling sounds merged together there, becoming a dark sound that could drive any mortal into madness, like a drum beating on the human heart.

If the Da Zhu Demon Army is like a nightmare that lingers in the minds of the Han soldiers and civilians for a long time, the monster army created by the wave of disaster is a real nightmare.

These evil creatures, whose bodies and minds have been completely defiled by demons, are not only fearless of death, but also possess all kinds of strange abilities beyond human imagination.

Even their own flesh and blood, their breath, and their very existence can bring demonic contamination to their opponents, corrupting all living beings in the world one by one.

Ma Yi deeply regretted the experience of fighting those monsters.

Even though Emperor Yong'an and Huang Daoxu were fighting with them at that time, they could not dispel the fear that had taken root in his heart.

Zhong Shan'e said from the side: "We will win. Chu Qiguang is already chasing the opponent's strongest Emperor Tai Tai. As long as he succeeds..."

But Ma Yi laughed lowly, and weird gurgling sounds continued to come from his throat. The laughter gradually amplified, and the expression on his face began to become crazy: "If Chu Qiguang is really chasing the Emperor of Taitai,

, why are they running north?"

"Emperor Tai Tai should flee to the west to seek support, or flee to the hinterland of the Central Plains, leaving Chu Qi Guangliang at a loss."

"Fleeing to the north will not only leave the range of the monster army, but also not affect the people of the Central Plains... Is Chu Qiguang on the run, or is Emperor Tai Tai on the run?"

Similar rumors and opinions not only spread from the Da Zhu Demon Army, but also began to spread within Shenjing City.

Although many knowledgeable people know that such news will damage morale, they are unable to control its spread.

Listening to Ma Yi's increasingly shrill shouts and the strange looks from nearby soldiers after he made a loud noise, Zhong Shan'e said in a deep voice: "You are drunk."

An unnatural blush appeared on Ma Yi's cheeks, and he said feebly: "Not only is the magic flame overwhelming, but Zulong Mountain has also been swallowed up by the Taiyuan Dragon Emperor. Now that there is a flaw in the city's formation, your Majesty is just...

Trying to hold on..."

"It's no longer possible... This great Han Dynasty is no longer viable..."

Listening to Ma Yi's muttering, the atmosphere on the city became more and more depressing.

At this moment, the ground trembled violently, followed by a second, then a third...

Countless spiritual lights flashed in the air, gathered together, and gradually transformed into a dragon shape under the horrified eyes of countless people.

In these days, Taiyuan Dragon Emperor not only devoured the spiritual veins of the Central Plains everywhere, but also gradually set up a large formation outside Shenjing City.

At this moment, Taiyuan Dragon Emperor's voice swept across the sky and spread throughout the city in an instant.

"Surrender, Yong'an, Huang Daoxu."

"In one more day, another million reinforcements will arrive from Da Zhu."

"I have also subdued the spiritual veins outside the city one by one, and set up a dragnet. The entire capital formation has ceased to exist in name only."

"If you surrender now, as long as you are willing to convert to the Emperor after the war, God will protect you."

"If I personally break your formation, then the whole city will become blood food to reward the three armies."

"Only faith in the Emperor is your only way out."

Taiyuan Dragon Emperor's shout immediately caused a commotion in the city, and countless people trembled under the huge dragon shadow.

At this moment, Emperor Yong'an's voice also rang out: "The demon army came all the way to the west, slaughtering every city and killing everyone they passed. They regard the people as food and the captured warriors as livestock."

"Everyone, this is a war to subjugate a country and exterminate a species."

"Behind us is the sinking of the Central Plains and the abyss of the decline of the human race. There is no room for retreat."

"Today, I and the capital will live and die together. When the city is here, people are here, but when the city is gone, people will perish."

Although the demonic flames outside the city were raging into the sky at the moment and the dragons in the sky were mighty, Emperor Yong'an's words still slightly boosted his momentum.

The next moment, the dragon shadow in the sky stretched out its claws and covered the palace like a mountain.

In the palace, there were seven-colored rays of light flickering in Emperor Yong'an's palm, and streaks of colored light appeared in the sky, directly blocking Taiyuan Dragon Emperor's claw.

But the next moment, streams of gray water vapor fell down, like a heavy rain, falling on the entire Shenjing City.

This is exactly the Taiyuan Dragon Emperor's spirit to slay the twelve disasters of the dragon and water, and condense the essence of the spiritual veins with the twelve disasters. Anyone who touches it under the Holy Spirit will die.

Emperor Yong'an's expression changed when he saw this scene. He suddenly brushed his right hand through the air, and saw layers of colorful brilliance exploding in the sky. With the movement of his right hand, the falling spirits of the Twelve Disaster Dragons and Floods were blown away.

catch.

And when Taiyuan Dragon Emperor and Yong'an Emperor were fighting, the ground in the capital kept shaking. From time to time, the ground would rise and fall, transforming into the shape of a dragon, but it would be partially calmed down the next moment.

That was the formation set up by Taiyuan Dragon Emperor outside the city, and it was swallowing up and replacing the capital formation bit by bit.

At the same time, roars rose into the sky outside the city. Countless demon armies were once again attacking towards the city head, together with the imperial army and masters supported by Tianshi Sect, Baiyang Sect, Holy Fire Sect and other sects.

The fight broke out into a mess.

And amid the howls of thousands of monsters, Bo Nan rose into the sky, looking towards the already endangered Shenjing City.

He said excitedly: "It's a pity that the Emperor of Tai Tai will not be able to see the scene where all the human masters are wiped out by me."

"But the Gang Qi layer can finally be broken, and I can finally leave this poor and weak planet."

The light of Xuanyuan's divine power flashed, and Huang Daoxu appeared not far behind Bo Nan, and said coldly: "Devil, if I don't crush you to ashes, it will be difficult to comfort countless human beings in heaven."

But another voice emerged from Bo Nan's body: "Old man, is it just you?"

At this moment, Bo Nan seems to have two different consciousnesses in his body, and they are completely different in temperament, tone, and personality.

In the early days after the split of consciousness, Bo Nan fell into extreme chaos and internal strife.
To be continued...