The turbid Red Yellow River flows through this desolate land, which seems to bring some vitality to the dark world. The blue and bright red flowers bloom with an indescribable sense of brilliance and psychedelicity, and the elegant blue spreads to the end of time with the river.

Li Chunqiu stood on the shore and looked at the turbid flowing water, feeling a little lost.

The water flows through the Wangchuan River, and the other side of the Wangchuan River. Was it because he heard the myth that shaped everything, or did he shape everything and then saw the result by himself later.

The dark world was silent, and Li Chunqiu was lost in his thoughts, so behind him, after Fengdu and King Qin Guang arrived, he still did not notice it.

After Fengdu and King Qin Guang gave their respects, they did not receive a response from Li Chunqiu. The two could only stand behind Li Chunqiu with their bodies bent.

If you are seen by everyone in the dark world, you will be shocked. Li Chunqiu's identity will be higher than they imagined. He is the creator of myths and writes a vast and vast chapter of myths.

It was unknown how long it took for Li Chunqiu to come back to his senses. He did not care behind him, but instead stretched out his hand and a huge pale stone flipped up from above the earth out of thin air.

Li Chunqiu's slender fingers were outlined in the void, and the stone chips slid down from the huge rock in the void, and when they fell to the ground, they turned into pure white powder and drifted with the wind.

The road of the Yellow Springs, the bridge of Naihe, the river of Forgetful River...... Each big word with an indescribable emotion was deeply engraved on the huge rock hundreds of feet long in the void.

With the last word finished, Li Chunqiu took back his hand, and bounced his fingers. The huge rocks in the void split into pieces of stone tablets in an instant, and then soared into the sky.

"Go and find your own place!" Li Chunqiu took back his hand, muttered to himself before turning around.

The split stone tablet rushed into the distance as if it had life. Only three stone tablets fell on both sides of the vicissitudes of stone bridge. The light of Fengdu swept across the two nearby stone tablets, which read: Wangchuan River and Naihe Bridge.

This is the name here. I don’t know what Mr. Chunqiu was thinking about when he was naming, and what profound meanings these names have.

Before Fengdu and Qin Guang were deeply thinking, Li Chunqiu had already stretched out his hand and helped the two of them up with great force. Li Chunqiu picked a faint blue flower on the other side of the river, put it between his nose, sniffed it, closed his eyes and said:

"This place of reincarnation is made by my pardon. Only when you two are authorized by the pardon can you enter it. The world is mysterious and yellow, and yellow is the most accurate. This place of reincarnation in the yellow spring, you must keep a close eye on it."

Fengdu looked at the other side that was deep into the clouds and mist, and looked at King Qin Guang, with deep shock in his eyes. They could feel a boundary, as if they were from one world to another, which was vague but clear.

Li Chunqiu opened his eyes gently, and the flower of the other side had a sense of comfort that penetrated into the soul, which was really completely different from all the flowers on earth.

"The cycle of reincarnation in all worlds is independent. This cycle requires a bridge guardian to hold the authority of this cycle and forget the present day before there will be a next life."

Fengdu and Qin Guangwang bowed and said:

"promise!"

They could no longer imagine what level the Chunqiu gentleman in front of them had reached. He might have surpassed the realm recorded in those classics.

Putting down the flowers in his hand, Li Chunqiu smiled, then turned around and disappeared into the dark world, the desolate dark world, but from now on there was an extra turbid river that would never disappear, and the years would pass by.

………

Unlike the endless river water in the dark world, the war in the world continues.

In the city of Wudian Death, the smoke of beacon swayed in the void, and countless demons and monsters fled wildly in the darkness.

The painted black army marched on the earth, forming a huge encirclement and siege it and killed it.

The long sword was unsheathed, and amid the miserable screams, there was an inexplicable splash of liquid.

Above the Nine Heavens, the great black dragon's fortune of the Qin Dynasty swung its huge dragon tail, the void vibrated, and a black light swept across the earth, the stone slabs shattered, and dust rose everywhere.

When the smoke dissipated, I saw an extremely huge pit on the earth, which penetrated more than ten feet deep.

Deep in the pit, a broken body lay weakly on the earth.

The lingering black air had dissipated, leaving only the body that was neither human nor ghost, and the bones were wrapped in rotten flesh and blood.

When the Lord of the Ghost Dead took back control of the Wushen City, the balance of the battle had been completely tilted for a hundred years.

The Ghost King struggled hard in the huge pit, but could not stand up, and he had only one last breath left.

"roar!"

Above the sky, the black dragon sailed down the wind, like a dragon claw poured by the Vajra, stomping on the Ghost King's body. The Ghost King's meridians shattered inch by inch, and the spiritual body almost dissipated.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the huge dragon eyes.

"I... don't want to accept it!!"

The dark dragon of luck looked down at the Ghost King and slowly said:

"The words of the past are taken today."

The dragon claws suddenly contracted, and the ghost king of Wude City, who had been in the Wude City for five hundred years, died.

Since ancient times, the winner is the king, and the emperor's affairs cannot be said correctly or wrongly.

In the case of Daqin, no matter how miserable the Ghost King's life is, he is the enemy. It is an uneasy factor that may stir up the stability of Daqin. Only when he dies completely is the best.

He looked down at the lord of the Wudian City who had completely turned into ashes, and the black dragon soared into the air.

"Meng Tian, ​​the surrendered ones will not be killed. I will go back to Beiguo County to see those incompetent opponents."

After giving Meng Tian a message in the void, the black dragon of the Qin Dynasty's luck slowly dissipated from its body and turned into the black dragon behind the White Tiger Army of the Qin Dynasty, and its agile charm gradually dissipated.

………

Thousands of miles away, in the Qin King's Palace in Beiguo County, Ying Zheng, dressed in black, slowly opened his eyes, and the black dragon of luck was wandering in it. Outside Beiguo County, there was a sound of killing sound that shook the sky.

Those are the warlords on earth. They should be perfect in attacking their weaknesses.

Ying Zheng smiled.

During this night, the Qin Dynasty fought against the Yin and Yang realms of heaven and earth. Whether it was the warlords on earth or the ghost king in the city of Wudian, he Ying Zheng wanted to fight and win.

"The group of people outside have arrived, and I woke up too late. Let them see who they are facing!"

Ying Zheng's black dragon robe shook, and he stood up, showing his domineering spirit.

"Wang Jian, where is now?"

The inner official who served Ying Zheng hurriedly replied: "Report to His Majesty the First Emperor, General Wang supervises the battle on the wall of Beiguo County, and strictly guards His Majesty's order: only defend, not attack."

"How long have you been here since the warlords?" Ying Zheng asked, not worried about their defenses in breaking the Qin Dynasty. If Wang Jian held 80,000 elite troops in the Qin Dynasty could not stop a group of rebels, then he would be a great mediocre person.

Is Wang Jian so? He is not, so the Qin Dynasty will never be destroyed.

"Report to His Majesty the First Emperor, it has been nearly three hours of attack."

"Three hours?" Ying Zheng smiled and waved his sleeves:

"I sent the order to Wang Jian and said that I asked him if he had guarded enough. No matter how he answered, he would ask him, and told him that I asked him to attack now and ask him if he could still attack."

"promise!"

An internal official came out with the order.

Ying Zheng spread his hands and said:

"Wearing armor, I want to go up to the city wall to see my incompetent opponents in the world, and tell them what they are facing."

"promise!"
Chapter completed!