V2.Chapter 230

The Yinyue Dynasty has stood in the demon world for thousands of years, and has repeatedly sent troops to attack the human world. Children in the world dare not cry at night after hearing the demonic power of the Yinyue.

Many people think that the legendary catastrophe of the common people happened to the Yinyue Dynasty.

However, such a glorious and prosperous magic way was destroyed in Liu Hao's hands.

After this battle, the monsters all over the world were shocked, and the world was completely cleared.

Time flies like a snap of the fingers, and everything passes by suddenly. At this time, more than a month has passed since the attack on the Xuanyin Demon Realm.

The bustling Nanchen King's Capital.

The street has changed from the original dead silence. There is a lot of traffic, vendors and pedestrians, gearing up one after another. It is very prosperous and prosperous.

"Your Majesty overthrew the Yinyue Dynasty, and the teacher returned to the court!"

"I saw it...that's a war horse from the demon clan, it's as tall as a person!"

"Your Majesty is really a god-man, and he will obey everything!"

When the news came that the soldiers of the Han Dynasty had returned to the imperial court, the entire capital exploded in an instant.

Among the Three Realms, there are humans, demons, demons and ghosts.

Only the human race is the weakest, and the demon race is powerful. For thousands of years, they have repeatedly sent troops to attack the human world, and the human dynasty they fought cannot hold their heads back.

It is not easy for the kings of the past dynasties to be able to guard the country steadily. How has anyone ever accomplished such a majestic hegemony for thousands of years! ?

All the people in Nanchen King's Capital put down everything in their hands and rushed out of the city like a tide, scrambling to see the might of the Han army.

Such a grand occasion is simply empty for thousands of people!

Woo! Woo! Woo! !

The desolate and chilling sound of the horn resounded far away!

The fiery red red dragon banner fluttered in the wind, stirring up waves of ripples and hunting in the air.

Teams of well-formed Han soldiers, dressed in strong and sharp, rode black dragon horses and galloped into the city.

There were dozens of carts of loot captured from the Yinyue Dynasty, and they were escorted all the way into the city and filled into the treasury.

Everyone was stunned!

This is not a dream!

Caused by the Holy Emperor's sword, the Yinyue Dynasty was destroyed!

The common people were so excited that their bodies trembled, and many people were so excited that they burst into tears.

The human race succeeded in conquering the demon world. From then on, the Han Dynasty will usher in an era of unprecedented prosperity!

The majesty of the Holy Emperor is at its peak!

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Panlong Valley.

This is a hidden and mysterious paradise.

Looking from a distance, you can only see the mountains entrenched, the clouds and mists rising, the torrents rolling, and the weather is mysterious and magnificent.

An elegant scholar in a white long gown, holding a scroll in his hand, is sitting on a bluestone, the sound of Lang Lang reading and the sound of rushing water complement each other.

"Scholars in ancient times can practice Taoism. If I can get a glimpse of the mystery, it would be great..."

After a long time, the white-clothed scholar's mood rippled, and he no longer had the heart to read. He raised his head and let out a sigh of relief, but was dumbfounded in shock.

I can only see that there are thousands of feet standing on the wall, and the clouds and smoke are misty.

The waterfall on the top of the mountain rushes out, passing through the gap of the cliff to the bottom of the valley, like thousands of silver threads, falling in the air between the green and dangerous ancient cliffs.

"This... this... is this a human or a ghost!?"

This thousand-foot-high lonely cliff, if an ordinary person fell from it, would have fallen into a meatloaf long ago, but this person was safe and sound, and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Zhuge Wuwei's heart trembled, he had a strange feeling:

The majestic and majestic mountains are willing to bow their heads in front of this person!

The aura emanating from the person in front of him actually gave people a sense of eternity, like an unrivaled emperor standing in the world with passion!

"Zhuge Wuwei?"

Liu Hao glanced at Zhuge Wuwei who hadn't woken up from the shock, and a slight arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This frail scholar seems to have no strength to restrain a chicken, but behind him there is a green and white aura rising into the sky, and he has a lot of luck. He is worthy of being an important supporting role in the original drama of A Chinese Ghost Story.

Being called out by the mysterious person in front of him, Zhuge Wuwei took a deep breath, forcibly calmed down the turbulent waves in his heart, bowed his hands and said, "Senior, why did you come to this otherworldly place?"

Liu Hao suddenly looked up at the cloud-shrouded Panlong Valley, and said calmly, "Where is Su Tian's heart?"

The plain voice was like spring thunder blooming on the tip of the tongue, and the sound shook hundreds of miles.

In the Panlong Valley, the birds are frightened and the elk are running wild.

Zhuge Wuwei's eardrums vibrated, and his heart trembled violently.

Su Tianxin is in his heart, she is an immortal goddess who can only look up, not stained with mortal dust.

After she had been hidden from the world for a thousand years, except for him, there was actually no one else in the world who knew of her existence. This person was free and easy, full of absolute confidence from head to toe, as if he knew everything and was omnipotent!

Zhuge Wuwei was just a weak scholar, under the pressure of Liu Hao's majestic momentum, he was already at a loss what to do.

That majestic and domineering voice reverberated in the Panlong Valley, overshadowing the lonely cliff and waterfall.

After a while, a female voice finally sounded in the dark: "There is a distinguished guest coming to Panlong Valley, Wuwei, you step back."

This voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, Zhuge Wuwei felt that the pressure on his body was relieved, he moved his hands and feet, and let out a long breath.

This girl with a graceful figure is wearing a pure white gauze dress, her eyes are like autumn water, her nose is like jade, and a green phoenix hairpin is stuck in her hair. She exudes a cool and dusty temperament, as if The goddess who came out of the fairy palace.

"What a Sutian heart!"

A strange color flashed across Liu Hao's eyes.

It wasn't because of Su Tianxin's goddess temperament, but after breaking the shackles of the Valkyrie, the first time he saw the extraordinary figure of Qianzai Shouyuan was a Valkyrie.

Su Tianxin.

Xuanxin's authentic founding patriarch, his aura is as vast as the ocean, unfathomable.

Liu Hao also clapped his hands and sighed softly: "You deserve to be the number one strange woman in the Three Realms, with unparalleled talent."

In the world of gods and demons, strong people come out in large numbers, but it is rare to be able to cultivate to the level of a great master, and only one emerges in a few decades. Su Tianxin can achieve the level of a martial god, with a thousand years of longevity, and his talent is amazing.

"I should be the one who said this, Your Excellency's talent can be called the number one person in history..."

Su Tianxin's face was calm, her beautiful eyes were fixed on Liu Hao, but her heart was already filled with huge waves. ....