The followers and demons of the Hall of Beasts left in a very uneasy manner.
By the time they realized it, it was too late.
The gloomy sky had become as dark as ink, and heavy snow was floating between heaven and earth. The day had turned into night without anyone noticing, and a cold moon was shining on all things.
There seems to be a figure under the moon, quiet, beautiful and cold.
It was hard to tell whether it was the moonlight or the pale white color of frost and snow that was spreading, dyeing the earth and the Great Wall, which looked like a mountain, into a vast expanse of desolateness.
The leading demons were instantly frozen into lifelike ice sculptures. A slight vibration shattered them into pieces of ice on the ground.
The breached city gate was also repaired by ice at this time.
"She's alone!"
"Don't panic. I don't believe she can kill us all before her power runs out!"
"Behind us is the foreign land, and ahead is the fertile Tianren City. There is no way back!"
The followers of the Hall of Beasts shouted and activated their secret techniques to increase the power of the demons.
The evil aura within the demons began to boil over, and even the low-level demons’ trembling bodies stopped shaking.
Obviously, they intend to fight to the death.
Fear reaches its extreme and becomes anger!
The people outside the country and the people in the underworld, as well as the common people, were all sweating with mixed feelings when they saw this.
Even though it's a demon, it does seem a little...fired?
but....
Their anger seemed to be of no use.
The most powerful demons, some spewed poisonous fire, and some triggered booby traps.
The ice suddenly became colorful, like an extremely smooth ice mirror, reflecting their attacks intact.
All means are useless, they can only rely on brute force.
Their strength was enough to cause the earth to shake, and it was their combined strength that blasted open the city gate.
But the huge force only created a few cracks in the ice, which were then quickly repaired.
Even if one manages to get out, he or she will be washed away by the moonlight falling along with the wind and snow, and his or her footsteps will become heavier and heavier.
The means they were proud of paled after being aroused, the surging power was constantly declining, and their teeth and scales were gray and worn.
It seems that on them, the passage of time is extremely fast, and what stands in their way is not only frost, but also time!
An hour later, even the most powerful demon fell unwillingly, and only a silent ice prison remained at the South Gate.
The broken city gate was also sealed.
The only difference is that the door was replaced by a huge ice mirror that was thicker and more solid.
Outside the city, in the gray fog, there was a pair of eyes looking deeply into the figure under the moon.
"We'll see each other again when my body is put together again."
His voice was like a whisper of the wind echoing in the emptiness, then disappearing into the depths of the alien land.
Inside and outside the imperial capital, there was also an unbelievable silence:
"Even if it is placed outside, this is the level of the seventh realm, right?"
"She just used more than one Dao, and she used both of them effortlessly and seamlessly. How many people in the seventh realm can do that?"
"But she hasn't even reached the fourth realm yet, how can she manipulate the avenue so freely?"
"It's so tragic, it makes me want to speak up for the demons..."
The first round of natural disasters was almost ended by her alone.
Why do I say almost? Because even though the South Gate was sealed again, a large number of demons still poured into the city.
Without the command of the Hall of Beasts, they fought on their own and scattered everywhere like dandelions.
I'm afraid that for a long time, Rencheng will not be able to recover from the pain.
In the same year, the people of the underground city announced that all newly built cities were only allowed to leave but not enter, and a large number of panicked refugees were ordered to return along the same route.
The Celestials are powerful, but they do not care about the life and death of mortals.
Jiang Yu gave an order, asking the warriors in the underground city to organize manpower and gradually eliminate the remaining poison.
But the warriors in the underground city will not fight to the death for no reason, and they are not united as one, with many factions scattered around.
After the Celestial Clan intervened in the underground city, the internal strife in the underground city became more and more intense.
The current situation is still unclear, and they are all watching from the sidelines, unwilling to leave the city rashly. Moreover, without the advantage of terrain, the warriors are not strong when facing monsters.
However, they also set up a ghostwriter organization and issued varying amounts of rewards as an explanation to the Celestial Clan.
For a time, the warriors among the people were very active and enthusiastic, and many of them performed righteous deeds.
But their power is ultimately a drop in the bucket.
At this time, the former Dawang Village, now Dawang Town, naturally became a beacon of light in the chaotic land and the only small island where people can take shelter in the vast ocean.
The warning from the Celestial Tribe made the warriors in the underground city dare not lay a hand on this place.
After several attempts, the demon learned that there was a forbidden existence in the town.
Very scary! It can stop the little demon from crying at night!
Therefore, it is Dawang Town that is experiencing peace and prosperity.
Five years later.
The area of Dawang Town has become much larger, and it is only a short distance from the city wall.
Countless ordinary people have made their living here, and this place has become a consensus destination for ghostwriters.
It was just another ordinary day in Dawang Town.
The sky was filled with clouds, and the sun, which was somewhere in the distance on the horizon, only half of its face was visible, dyeing the green mountains and waters, the vast farmland, and the nearby houses the color of tears.
If it weren't for the crowing of a rooster, it would be hard to tell whether it was daybreak or dawn.
The old faces of Dawang Village gathered in front of an ordinary courtyard, waiting for the doctor to come out.
"The village chief was fine last night, how could he die so suddenly?"
"Is it a last gasp..."
"Shut up, Brother Li is fine!"
Dong Erniu, who was wearing open-crotch pants and playing with a wooden stick, is also old, but he still calls everyone "Little Brother Li".
At this moment.
The door opened and the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.
Being stared at by so many anxious eyes, the doctor just shook his head:
"He has something to say to you. Go quickly."
".....Take care."
Dong Erniu opened his mouth, but finally gave the doctor some change.
In fact, many people, including him, already knew the situation, but there was still a glimmer of unrealistic hope in their hearts.
As everyone walked through this ordinary small courtyard, facing a scene that had not changed in decades, they felt a little dazed for a moment.
I still remember that when the village chief was young, he swung the hammer countless times in this yard. He was strong and cheerful. To this day, every farm tool in the village, including many people's weapons, was hammered out here one hammer at a time.
When Dong Erniu was in his early thirties, he had an argument with warriors from another village.
As a result, when the weapons collided, his ordinary iron sword actually cut off the opponent's tempered weapon and cut through the iron like mud.
He is also here, practicing martial arts with Brother Li.
Everyone felt as if they were in another world. They stood in this courtyard that they had visited countless times and could not bear to push the door to enter the room.
"Everyone is back...Come in."
A tired and faint voice came from inside, which could not be heard clearly without careful listening.
The villagers were brought back to reality.
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