The mountains, rivers and plains, between the Great Wall and the Lonely City, were so silent that only the roaring voice of Mei Shougeng remained.

Gu Changan's face was expressionless, like a scarlet sculpture. He did not refute or take action, but stared blankly at the Qiuci City sunk deep into the ground.

But countless monks in Pingyuan were driven mad with hatred, and their levels of discomfort and grief could not be increased!

They knew how far Gu Yingxiong had traveled alone to survive today. How could Mei Laogou be so shameless, confusing right and wrong in front of everyone?

The dignitaries of neighboring countries who could understand a little bit of Chinese dialect, such as Princess Uta of Silla and others, suddenly felt ridiculous.

Putting aside the stance and philosophy that Duke Mei upholds, just for him to throw dirty water on Gu Changan is so despicable!

If he only wanted to leave his name in the history, Gu Changan holding on to the isolated city alone would be enough to imprint his life deeds in the Chinese years, and he would be proud of the past and present with just one thing in his life!

Why go from a lunatic to a ghost again, and then cast a body to stand in the city?

"Shut up! You are a broken-crested dog that helps barbarians do harm. Don't you know that everyone in the world wants to eat your flesh? If you dare to bark here, you will be remembered forever in the annals of history!"

In the formation of "A Hundred Schools of Thought Contend," the old man in the robe was furious, and his awe-inspiring righteousness surged out.

As a contemporary Confucian and Taoist leader, Master Shuyuan has always been known for his gentleness, but now he also fell into violence.

"Did I say anything wrong?" Mei Shougeng had already lost control of his emotions and yelled heartbrokenly:

"Gu Chang'an, if you hadn't come today, more compatriots would have obeyed destiny and accepted the common prosperity of the world, and more descendants of the Yan and Huang people would have survived!"

"You are so amazing. You held up the sky with one arm to turn the tide, and you lifted up the city and smashed the gods to death. It was the most shocking scene in history."

"What's the use?"

"You don't even have the ability to stop the Heaven-Destroying Formation. How do you think you can reverse the raging trend by yourself?"

"If you continue to act your own way, the country will turn into ruins, the people will suffer misery, and China will fall and the world will be flooded. You will be the chief culprit!"

"You Gu Chang'an will be a sinner in the Central Plains!

!”

With the blessing of Qi, the voice is like a yellow bell, echoing endlessly in the boundless heaven and earth.

The first to be affected were the thousands of practitioners who surrendered. They were shocked and wanted to applaud Duke Mei.

Before taking this step, they had always thought that Mei Shougeng was a shameful traitor, a weakling destined to be infamy for thousands of years.

But now, they realize that their previous ideas were wrong and they were ignorant conservatives.

The barbarians have swept across Liuhe and swept across the eight wastelands, which is the destiny of destiny.

Faced with the huge gap in strength, stubborn resistance will only usher in thunderous revenge.

A raccoon cat showed its teeth and grinned in an extremely ferocious manner, but across from it was a burly man. No matter how hard the cat tried, it could not bite the man to death. The most it could do was scratch the man with its claws.

Once a strong man gets angry, he can easily trample the civet cat to death!

Without Gu Changan, the land gods of the Abyss would never have entered the troubled times, let alone come to the Central Plains together.

"Deceitful words!"

The empress's phoenix eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, her beautiful cheeks were slightly twisted, and her voice was as sharp as an awl. She could not tolerate the people she loved being slandered by evil beasts.

The old woman Li Lian tightly grasped His Majesty's arm, and three powerful internal experts were surrounding her. If they hadn't stopped him, His Majesty would have rushed out several times.

suddenly.

"I said I was enlightened!"

Above the pass, Tuoba Tianxia waved her arms. Although her face was ugly, her sacrificial robes were flying in the air, and she still did not lose the majesty of the queen.

Recalling the lessons learned from Jiangnan, she was always wary of Old Man Mei's rebellion, but today she discovered that this man was not without merit.

At least these words.

Sounds awesome!

If it weren't for the damned Gu Hannu, the Supreme Kingdom of God would not have such a hatred for Dongtu, let alone implement such a powerful counterattack with the Heaven-Destroying Formation.

"The Holy City accepts talents from the East and treats them equally. Those who have meritorious service will be rewarded with territorial titles. The position of the Abyss Cultivation is regardless of race and bloodline, only martial arts talent."

"Don't waste your bones. In the Eastern China, where spiritual energy is thin, you will never be able to climb the great road in your lifetime. As long as you take refuge in the Holy City, you can become famous."

"Those who follow the heaven will prosper, and those who go against the heaven will perish!"

Tuo Ba Tian Xia's words were spoken with a clear accent, and her voice was passionate and exciting. After speaking, she looked at the bloody figure with provocative eyes, which was also the dream demon in her heart for a long time.

As the words fell, all the old monsters from the abyss, headed by Caesar, were out of control.

In an instant, rows of half-pillar gates stretched across the sky, shining brightly for thousands of miles.

Boom!

Many saints tacitly understood each other, and at the same time they erupted with the hottest energy beams, and a purple rainbow dragon faintly appeared on the city wall.

"roar!"

The real dragon roar!

This moment is no less turbulent than the way of heaven.

It had no offensive power, but the overwhelming pressure made the Central Plains monks suffocate, as if they were facing an irresistible god.

"Everyone, please make your choice now whether you want to stay in the darkness and accept death, or run to the light and receive grace."

Tuoba Tianxia spoke calmly, but his eyes were always staring at the distant figure.

She wants to see the other person angry, helpless and crazy.

Unfortunately not.

Still calm and motionless.

Next, let you see how the Chinese compatriots you protect with all your heart repay you!

You disgusting fool!

The plains were surging with undercurrents, and some warriors had wandering eyes. Perhaps it was human nature to succumb to force, or perhaps they yearned for the abyss with rich aura, and their hearts moved...

"My majesty, the great god of heaven, only gives you three breaths of time to think about it."

The old woman with a cane was so angry that her Dantian was filled with anger, and her voice was like rolling thunder.

The iron rod in the left hand and the sweet dates in the right hand want to humiliate your ancestors in the land of China, and want to disgust you in front of you, Gu Changan!

"one!"

"two!"

Practitioners are like arrows leaving the string. They dare not raise their heads because they are too guilty. They just run desperately to the other end of the pass, as if they want to outrun the judge's pen in the hand of the Lord of Hell.

"Kill without mercy!"

Ruan Xian Gong Sun Ge and other saints were heartbroken, and most of the unmoved monks had tears in their eyes as they watched pieces of blood splattering and corpses falling one after another.

He was both angry and regretful. How could he kill his compatriots with his own hands unless he had no choice but to do so?

But these people want to betray, want to shake the will of the Central Plains to resist, and one day they will even point their swords at innocent people and have to kill them.

"ridiculous."

Several saints from the abyss took action together, and the energy evolved into an invisible shield that stretched for thirty feet to resist the murderous intentions of Ruan Xian and others.

The escapees took the opportunity to run wildly. Except for the weak ones who died violently, 70% of them crossed the pass and ran into the mountains where races from all over the world were watching.

"Sima Hechang!

"

Duke Qin of the Eastern Wu Dynasty was livid, his face was twitching violently, and it was hard to believe the crouched figure.

The old Confucian with a black birthmark on his cheek moved his lips and did not dare to look at the black plain anymore. He lowered his head and walked to Mei Shougeng's side.

"Sima Hechang, you...you have brought shame to Jiangdong's father and father!"

Some Wu monks' faces turned red and their voices almost choked with sobs.

The Imperial College offers wine, and the head of the highest university in Jiangdong has surrendered...

This is not only a humiliation for the Central Plains, but also makes Jiangdong’s elders unable to hold their heads high!

A great scholar who teaches and educates people, a famous official in Jiangdong, wags his tail to a barbarian dog and begs for mercy.

"I am preserving the Confucian and Taoist heritage. I am preserving the Confucian and Taoist heritage..."

Sima Hechang first talked to himself, and finally his voice became louder and louder until he was hoarse.

He has been trapped in the peak state of enlightenment. As long as he goes to the abyss to practice, he can achieve sainthood in less than half a month.

Qin Gong burst into tears for a while. His old friends had become so strange now. How could he have the honor to return to Jiangdong and how could he explain to the people?

To place one's wealth and one's life on the mercy of barbarians is undoubtedly the most stupid form of folly.

What you call preservation is nothing more than asking your compatriots to behave like domestic animals that can be killed by the invaders at any time, so that you can be a slave in charge of domestic animals!

What really prevented China from being destroyed and destroyed was precisely the resistance that the barbarians regarded as overestimating their own capabilities.

Tuoba Tianxia twitched his lips and revealed a meaningful smile.

She could feel the anger that Pingyuan was trying to suppress. Even though there were only three hundred surrenders in this wave, they were probably all Han slaves with a certain influence in the Eastern Land.

For example, the old Confucian with a black birthmark is waiting to see the reaction of the Han slaves in the plains. This Confucian's reputation is probably well-known in Eastern China.

"What do you think?"

Tuoba Tianxia once again looked at the bloody figure in the distance.

Gu Changan didn't lose his composure or even have any mood swings. He just smiled.

He understands Chinese history better than this era. There has been a tradition of traitors since ancient times. They appeared repeatedly in every dynasty. During the Anti-Japanese War, there were even millions of traitors.

But in this land beneath our feet, there are more people who work hard, pray for the people, and sacrifice their lives to seek justice. These are the pillars of China.

He tried his best to do everything he could, so that these people could live well and pass on their spirit to future generations.
To be continued...