In a dark space, the king sat cross-legged.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, his closed eyes began to move restlessly, and his brows kept frowning. He muttered, "No, no... Don't!!"

"Ah!!h

The next moment, they opened their eyes and looked around in fear. All that comes into view is endless darkness and nothing else.

I couldn't even hear the slightest strange sound, and the sound of my own breathing was extremely heavy here.

"Just now... Is it really a dream? Or is it just a corner of the future? No, it won't..."

Wang Bugui's face was pale, and what he had seen during the retreat was so terrible that even when he woke up now, he felt creepy when he recalled it, and his clothes were completely soaked with cold sweat.

It was the most terrible nightmare he had ever seen, more terrible than seeing the thousand cherry blossoms in the flower river withering in his heart.

In that catastrophe, he witnessed the normal tragedy in its entirety as a bystander. Hundreds of millions of demons besieged Huaxia, although Zhuge Liang and others arranged and calculated to the extreme.

Still unable to stop the demons who poured like a torrential rain, they were all powerful, and at worst they were the strength of the nearby saints. All cultivators participated in the battle, fighting against foreign enemies without fear of death.

However, the strength of the demons is too strong, and the number of cultivators is far greater than that of cultivators. Everything that Zhuge Liang carefully arranged was useless in the face of absolute power.

The defense lines continued to collapse, and the monks and loose cultivators of the various avenues were bleeding one after another, and when they died, they were all torn to pieces by the tide of demon troops.

And when the monks fell, the demons rushed to the ground behind them with impunity, and began to slaughter them brutally. Neither mortals nor animals of all kinds can escape.

The entire land of China was stained red with blood, mountains were bulldozed, high-rise houses were crushed, and cities were filled with gunsmoke and war.

Mortals sent armies to resist, only to be easily killed by powerful demons, and their opponents were so powerful that no weapons were useless, and they had to wait for their death.

Countless ordinary people who were exchanged for their lives by soldiers were also ravaged after they fell. In the end, only a few powerful monks remained.

"Roar!"

The Blood Demon King returned from Shanhaiguan in a rage, and he single-handedly killed all the demons in Shanhaiguan, leaving only half a life to rush back, and stop all the demons that invaded mortals.

But he was seriously injured and dying, and the demons that could come in were extremely powerful, especially the strength of several demonic beasts and those who were at the peak of power.

The Blood Demon King had only been fighting them for a hundred rounds before he was seriously injured again. Then two demons rushed from both sides and slashed at them with a single claw, nearly tearing them apart.

"Give me the Yellow Spring!!"

I saw the Blood Demon King shouting angrily, attracting the last power in his body, absorbing all the enemies for hundreds of miles around, and then detonating all the cultivation of his body into Dao Fruits.

The brilliant fireworks bloomed in an instant, and a generation of absolute power fell, and many demons were buried with him before he died.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here!"

"Who dares to eat my halberd?!"

In another war zone, Zhao Yun and Lu Bu also rushed back with their seriously injured bodies, and the two of them glared at all the demons angrily, and with a long roar to attract the attention of their opponents, they rushed into flames.

But in front of them were millions of elite demon armies, many of whom were stronger than them, leading the demon army to swarm together.

Even if their strength and combat experience were extremely strong, they could not stop this violent offensive. Barely a stick of incense fell in time, and gradually went to ruin.

"Prime Minister, Zilong is ashamed of your trust!" Zhao Yun was covered in blood, and terrible wounds were embedded in his body.

"Cicadas... Wait for me to come to you!" Lu Bu was bitten by several demonic beasts, and looked up to the sky to call out to the Diao Chan who had died in battle before.

In the end, they chose to blow themselves up and take away all the demon armies around them.

And their heirs, Zhao Changge and Lu Hao, ended up dead without corpses.

Wang Bugui watched as the two of them were besieged by the demon army, Fang Tian's halberd was interrupted, and the gentian bright silver spear was also shattered. In the end, they were torn to shreds, and they couldn't even think about blowing themselves up.

Seeing his brothers and predecessors die on the battlefield, how can this pain be expressed by "hatred". And this is just the beginning, and the rest of the story made him almost collapse in his dream.

Leng Yueyan and Ning Zhe were besieged by several powerful peak-level demons, and in the end, she was pierced through the Divine Hall by a bloody blade, and he was stopped and beheaded by a magic knife.

When the primordial spirit has not completely dissipated, he used forbidden art to detonate the primordial god, and in this life, he turned into an outlaw mandarin duck.

The Sword Pavilion guarded by Shushan was besieged by a million demon troops, and the battle situation was crushed almost from the beginning, and Misawa Chihiro rushed to support, which was worthy of making the battle situation a little better.

Feng Tianming guarded the Sword Gate Pass alone, and in the end he successfully defended this pass, but he ended up with a sword and died. Chihiro killed the enemy in grief and anger, but was unexpectedly attacked by a humanoid demon, and Xiang Xiaoyu died.

Everyone up and down Shu Mountain defended the Sword Pavilion, and finally chose to sacrifice the sword array with their lives, so they barely held the Sword Pavilion.

Shangguan Yiyi and Yu Wude, all the formations were exhausted, but they couldn't save the battle. In the end, the two of them sacrificed their flesh and blood to the gods, and at the cost of not being reincarnated, they died with the demons.

Mei Kiyo and Kamikawa rushed back after them, witnessed this scene happening, and went into battle one after another, but they could not escape the fate of death either.

Even Edward and Catherine somehow rushed to China, and after seeing the tragic death of a family member of the opposite sex, they lost their minds and rushed into battle.

Clara and the others followed them and killed the demons together. But the fate of these people is only to die in battle.

When Zhuge Liang saw the devastated earth, he couldn't help but look up and ask the sky, why did he treat Huaxia like this. In the end, he stubbornly defended the land of Sichuan and Shu, and his obsession was also beaten away.

Gu Xiaoyao and Hua Mengchen were exterminated one after another, and the two sect leaders struggled to hold on to half a pillar of incense for less than time, and they blew themselves up and fell together.

In the vein of Fanjing Mountain, all the Buddhists shed blood, and the three major monks and monks exhausted their Taoism, but they were unable to return to the sky, and successively sacrificed to the Buddha to eliminate evil demons.

Yun Jinghong and Leng Shuangrong each held their own defensive lines, but there were too many places to lose, and the descendants and scattered cultivators of each faction were wiped out, and they returned to those battlefields to kill the enemy bravely.

In the end, Yun Jinghong used the Eight Extremes Qiankun Ding and the Ten Thousand Realms Mountains and Rivers Annihilation at the same time, pulling countless demons to accompany the burial.

And under the sorrow of Cold Frost, he also chose to sacrifice his own body and summon the Nine Heavens Xuannu to descend from the Dharma body in this realm to kill the demons.

In the end, Wang Bugui saw the battle situation of Yingzheng. He alone stopped half of all the demon armies!

However, the emperor of the ages can't get out of the whole body. At the end of his life, he looked back.

"Uncle !!"

I saw a little girl like a porcelain doll, protected by a powerful imperial aura light group, she kept slapping the light group and crying to her favorite "uncle".

"Don't cry, uncle... will protect you and protect this country. Also, I'm sorry, I can't buy you sugar gourds. ”

Ying Zheng frowned, but still tried to smile at the little girl. Then he resolutely turned around, looked like a Chinese country, and recited an ancient mantra in his mouth.

Then he mobilized the dragon qi of the entire Huaxia and flew above the clouds alone, glaring at all the demons below.

"Those who offend my Huaxia will apologize for their crimes with death!!"

The next moment, a majestic voice shook the land of China, and Yingzheng's choice also detonated his body.

The emperor's self-detonation, this plane is unstoppable!

All the demons were swept away by that emperor qi and emperor power one after another, and they had no power to fight back at all, and they turned into powder in an instant. Even if it's the strength of peak power, it's the same!

This is all that the king dreams of, the true sorrow. All those who are familiar and cherished are all shed blood.

Not even the bones were left, they were either torn to shreds or exploded, and even the primordial gods could not survive.

After this battle, all the demons were also slain. But in the land of China, there have long been lives and countless casualties. The splendid rivers and mountains are also dilapidated.

Everything is gone, and there are not many cries to be heard on the earth, because all living things are dying.

Even the enemy did not survive even half of it, what a sad end?

"This is what the forefathers called the catastrophe? No! This nightmare must not be allowed to happen!"

Wang Bugui clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. After a moment, as if remembering something, he muttered to himself, "I... How long have I been in retreat?Ah, what's going on with the outside world now?!"

Thinking of this, he began to panic. He has been in retreat, and there are still some Taos around him that have not been absorbed, and he does not know what is happening in the outside world.

What if, just in case, the outside world really starts to wreak havoc?

"Is it all that I have dreamed of?" said the king, his eyes widened.

"The king does not return, you have to calm down, the outside world still needs you, don't let them wait too long..."

Suddenly, at a loss for what to do, a voice came. It was a woman's voice, which sounded quite feminine, but had an indescribable majesty.