Light represents hope, and darkness always portends death, so people love sunlight and fear darkness.

In the evening of this day, with the dilapidated and ordinary carriage, with the sigh of the seemingly sick and delicate man, the air in the entire imperial capital became inexplicably solemn, whether it was a peddler or a prince or nobleman, they all felt heavy in their hearts, as if something bad was about to happen.

The wind is up, it's cold, the clouds are coming, it's thick, and the sun is getting weaker, and the light will soon abandon this world, and no one knows if it will rise tomorrow, because this night, many people will die!

In the streets and alleys, people are packing up their work, and for some reason, the urge to go home is particularly strong, almost urgent.

In front of the flower building, the flower girls tried their best to recruit every nobleman who passed by, but there was no effect, and the three flower buildings were full of birds.

Suddenly, a flock of crows swept up from the dense forest outside the city, making a terrible cry, filling the sky of the imperial capital with a bit of weirdness.

When the last rays of sunlight completely disappeared on the horizon, the entire imperial capital fell into darkness, and the city was still full of lights, but tonight it looked like a candle in the mourning hall, full of dead silence.

Suddenly, there was a dense sound of breaking the sky outside the city, and one after another black shadows rushed out from the dense forest, and in an instant, it was already more than a hundred, like a dense rain of black arrows, rushing straight towards the sky clouds, and above the clouds, it was the first city in the martial spirit world, the city in the sky.

The guards on the city walls were shocked and hurriedly lit the beacon fire, but it was too late. They knew very well that the black arrow rain that rushed to the sky was all masters above the Spirit Emperor, and their aura was vague and evil, and it must be an evil way, but they didn't understand why such a large number of evil masters would gather outside the city overnight, and what they didn't expect was that such a large number of evil masters were collectively lurking, and there was no vision at all!

Maybe it's some secret treasure that hides his tracks, the guardian thinks so, but he doesn't even have the courage to resist.

Because, the sky-rushing evil path powerhouse is only a small part, and more evil path masters rush out of the dense forest like black waves, surging towards the city wall, these are the disciples of the evil sect below the spirit emperor, the number is tens of thousands, and it is as simple as crushing the guards to death.

Unlike the goal of the Spirit Emperor cultivators and the above powerhouses, after they overflowed the city, they immediately began to slaughter, both the buildings and the civilians were extremely weak in their hands.

At the same time, a large number of masters suddenly emerged on the east, west, and north walls of the city walls, and they began to kill like waves.

For a while, the screams and cries resounded throughout the city, completely breaking the night of slaughter, and endless blood was thrown and splashed, adding a bit of horror to the pitch black.

The carriage was still driving steadily, and it didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, until it was surrounded by evil disciples, and the coachman stopped his horse.

The cult disciples did not rush forward, because the coachman was very calm and did not have a trace of panic, this was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Your Highness, the road is blocked. The coachman whispered to the side.

"Kill it, I'm not in the mood right now. There was a rather tired voice in the car, and the tone was indifferent, as if it was not talking about human life, but dust.

"Yes, Your Highness. The coachman took the order, slowly took off the hat, revealing the ordinary face that could not be more ordinary, and a pair of dark eyes, this kind of indifference and ruthlessness, has been above all living beings.

The disciples of the Evil Dao cultivated well, and listened to the conversation between the two in their ears, and when they all changed their faces, they shouted arrogance, or brandished weapons or sacrificed spiritual skills to pounce, trying to tear the dilapidated carriage and the two people on the carriage to pieces.

However, the results were particularly unexpected.

The coachman just pressed the hat with one hand and patted it lightly twice with the other, and the movement was as casual as if he were patting the dust on his clothes.

But these two fluttering blows are extremely powerful. The invisible palm wind swept out, and everything in its path was shattered.

In an instant, there were rivers of blood on both sides of the long street, and more than 700 disciples of the evil sect died, no one was injured, and all the injured died.

The rest of the disciples of the Evil Sect were so frightened by the contrast between the front and back that their faces were colorless, like a frightened bird and a wolf fleeing, and disappeared completely in an instant.

All that remained was a dilapidated carriage, two people, and a crimson "carpet".

"Let's go, let's take a look at the scenery again, after all, this is my former home, maybe tomorrow, I won't be able to appreciate it from this angle." Sentimental words came from inside the car.

"Yes, Your Highness. The coachman took the lily hat and flicked the reins, and the carriage started, and Gollum went on, but it seemed to be a little slower.

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It was a different story on Sky City, when five hundred evil powerhouses passed through the sea of clouds and landed on Sky City, Sky City had already become a battlefield.

The battle started without warning, but both sides were prepared, but the five sects led by Zhitianzong were the initiators, and the four sects led by the royal family were the suppressors.

As for the inadequacy of preparation, there is no time to think about it, in this battle, there is only victory or defeat, and the losing side will fall in the rankings at best, and at worst it will be cleared out of Sky City, once the royal family is driven down from the 3-3 floating island, the Blue Dragon Empire will definitely change hands.

Historically, battles to enter Sky City have occurred from time to time, and the sects at the bottom of the Sky City have changed from time to time, and the replacement of the Soul Splitting Sect by the Soul Splitting Sect with the Peerless Sword Sect is a good example.

But such a huge battle has never happened before, this battle involves nine sects except the Heavenly Machine Sect, it is an internal battle of the ten sects, and it is an ultimate battle that has accumulated thousands of years.

The ten floating islands all opened the guardian array, and dozens of sect disciples fought on the Hongqiao, and the swords and soldiers flew everywhere, and the entire Hongqiao was dyed with blood, and one after another corpses fell down and disappeared into the clouds.

As more and more corpses fell, as the blood flowed thicker and thicker, the clouds were dyed blood-colored, and when you looked up from below, you would find that the sea of clouds below Sky City was dyed mottled red, like cotton soaked in blood.

In the air of the floating island, the battle was even more vast and tragic, and all the disciples of the Spirit Saint and above cultivated all displayed their awakening skills, and the shouts of killing were earth-shattering. Further up, there was the battlefield of the Spirit Emperor and the Supreme, and the violent energy fluctuations swept across the entire sky, clearly visible even if they were thousands of miles away.

At the highest point of Sky City, there stood more than forty peerless powerhouses, all of whose breath could shock the world, and even the surrounding space was distorted and deformed.

All of them are Super Supremes, more than forty Super Supremes!

In addition to the contemporary sect masters such as Long Xiaotian, Wu Wang, Yan Shuixin, Gongsun Wuji, Ye Tiannan, and Chi Wanfeng, they are basically the old monsters of the previous generation, that is, the sect master elders of the previous generation, and even a few are as dry as firewood, and they are the suzerain-level monsters of the previous generation!