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Chapter 1474: The Disaster of Warcraft

The palace and the back garden are full of mess.

Qianmo was also disappointed with this. He and his daughter were having a good time, but some people came to disturb him. Anyone would be angry if they were changed.

"Mr. Zhuo, Lord Xuanhe, I'm sorry for the previous incident."

"No obstacle, Emperor Xia is busy every day and cannot cover everything, Zhuo can understand."

"Oh! The family shame is hard to describe. Xia will definitely be more restrained in the future."

In the hall, Xia Wushen apologized again and presented a large amount of arms to the Xuanhe Dynasty.

If it were something else, Qianmo might directly refuse, but a large amount of weapons could enhance the combat power of the Xuanhe Dynasty and protect more people. Therefore, Qianmo accepted Xia Wushen's kindness and ended the cause and effect.

It has to be said that Xia Wushen is indeed a talented and powerful emperor. He can bend and stretch, hold and let go, be decisive and decisive, and do things appropriately.

Since Zhuo Yunxian and Qianmo have no objections, Qingyu guards will naturally no longer pursue them.

On the other hand, Yu An, as the initiator of the incident, his identity was quickly verified.

He was originally from the border town of the Daxia Dynasty. Because of the war, his family died in the war. He traveled north to search for famous teachers, hoping to learn from his masters and take revenge.

It’s a pity that Yu Ande’s dantian was damaged and his innate defects were not accepted as his disciple.

Later, when Yu An heard that there were many martial saints gathering in the imperial city, he found a scene on the street before.

However, Yu An was lucky and met Zhuo Yunxian's family in times of crisis.

Everyone highly appreciates the boy's character and perseverance, and the boy's qualifications and roots are also excellent. If the boy's dantian was not damaged, Qingyu would have thought of accepting disciples.

However, the reality is so cruel. After learning that the young man was born with a lack of innateness, many martial saints sighed secretly, but they had no intention of accepting disciples, including Qingyu guarding.

After all, it takes a lot of effort and a lot of resources to train an apprentice.

This is not snob, but reality.

...

The next morning, the Martial Saint Hall was filled with the atmosphere in the main hall, and the atmosphere was quite serious.

Qingyu guards planned to return to the holy mountain today, so they summoned everyone here.

But at this moment, beacons soared into the sky deep in the mountains, and an emergency report suddenly came from outside the palace.

"Report! Report! Report!"

"Your Majesty, a large number of monsters appeared in the Yanlin Mountains, and monsters from ancient times! Yanlin Pass has been lost and many mountain cities have fallen."

"What!?"

Hearing the guard's urgent report, Qingyu Shou, Xia Huang and others were extremely shocked. Even Zhuo Yunxian frowned and his heart sank.

What is time to come is still here!

Although everyone was mentally prepared, no one expected that the ancient monster would appear so soon.

Xia Wushen said coldly: "Do you sure it is a monster from the ancient times?"

The guard was covered in blood and half kneeled on the ground, with a look of fear on his face: "The monsters are covered in black flames, killing bloodthirsty, and they are extremely powerful, and ordinary warriors are simply unstoppable."

"It's really a monster!?

Ancient Warcraft!?”

"But why did the ancient monster appear in the Yanlin Mountains!?"

"I heard that there was an ancient secret realm in the Yanlin Mountains. Could it be that those monsters ran out of the secret realm!?"

"No matter whether it is, we must find a way to stop those monsters now, otherwise the monsters will spread wildly, and the lives will be devastated, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

The martial saints around him were talking and were very anxious.

The imperial city is located outside the Yanlin Mountains, and the surrounding towns have at least tens of millions of people.

With so many people, it is impossible to transfer, so you can only keep here.

Who has no relatives and friends?

Who doesn't care?

This is not a matter of one person and one country, and it even affects the entire Soul Martial Continent. Even for itself, the monsters must be stopped.

Qingyu guarded the tone and said solemnly: "No need to delay, Emperor Xia quickly deploys defense to resist the impact of the beast tide.

I'll check the situation of the monster first, hopefully not too much."

After saying that, Qingyu rose up in the air and rushed to the depths of the Yanlin Mountains.

Zhuo Yunxian frowned slightly, feeling a little worried: "Madam, you have a good eye for Xuan'er, I'll go and have a look."

"Well, be careful."

Qianmo picked up Xuan'er and nodded seriously.

She was quite relieved to Zhuo Yunxian. After all, with Zhuo Yunxian's strength, if there was a danger that even he could not solve, it would be even more dangerous if he went there.

Immediately, Zhuo Yunxian disappeared from the spot, and his speed was a little faster than that of Qingyu's guard.

...

Heaven and earth move abnormally, and monsters become disasters.

The sudden change caught all forces off guard and did not even have a chance to escape.

As the monsters surged, the depths of the Yanlin Mountains were already in chaos.

Thousands of monsters were looking for the breath of life and quickly rushed towards the Daxia Imperial City.

"Woo!"

"Ho huh huh--"

The black smoke rolls and the evil spirit is overwhelming.

When Zhuo Yunxian and Qingyu arrived, a small village fell into ruins and it was too late to save people.

"Not good! So many monsters!?"

Qingyu guarding in the air looked ugly. If it were three or five hundred monsters, he could still withstand one or two monsters. Thousands of monsters would be a huge disaster for the human race.

"Forget it, I'll do it."

After saying that, Zhuo Yunxian slowly raised his hand, pulled out the Ancient Sword of Eternal Life out of thin air, and then slashed at the monster below.

"call out!"

"Boom boom boom boom--"

The sword intent is sharp, cutting through the void.

One by one, the monsters were killed by Zhuo Yunxian, and a large amount of demonic energy filled the world, eroding the surrounding space.

If another warrior is replaced, he will gradually lose his mind and fall into endless madness under the invasion of the demonic aura.

However, Zhuo Yunxian is originally a demonic bloodline, and has a transcendent will and a pure immortal soul, so he will naturally not be invaded by external forces.

Seeing this scene, Qingyu Guan was stunned on the spot, a little unbelievable.

The strength of a single monster may not be nothing, at most it is the strength of the three-calf warriors. However, thousands of monsters appear at the same time, even the martial saint who fisted the mountains and rivers would retreat.

Zhuo Yunxian can kill a bunch of monsters with just one sword. Such strength can no longer be described as terrifying, and it is completely beyond Qingyu's imagination of guarding.

No! Could it be that the strength of the monster has become weaker?

Thinking of this, Qingyu was revived and followed Zhuo Yunxian to join the battle.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom--"

The air waves are shaking and the fight is fierce.

However, Qingyu held on for a while and then stepped back. It was not that he could not beat it, but that it was too much to consume, and he felt that he could not bear it.

On the other hand, Zhuo Yunxian still killed a bunch of monsters with one sword, without waiting for a break.

...

Half an hour later, thousands of monsters were killed, and the depths of the mountains were silent.

Qingyu guard looked at Zhuo Yunxian in a daze, but he still hadn't come back to his senses.

who I am?

Where am I?

What happened just now!?

If the evil spirits around him were not stimulating Qingyu to guard the guard, he would probably have thought he had hallucinations.

"That... Mr. Zhuo, what level are you in now?"

"The Martial Saint's First Realm."

Hearing Zhuo Yunxian's answer, Qingyu Zhenshou couldn't help rolling his eyes, I believe you, a ghost!

...
Chapter completed!
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