Bai Xiao's blood rain was like a curse from heaven.

The pale earth was first stained with spots of red, as if there was a bright rain of petals. But soon, the spots began to penetrate, corrode the earth, piercing the snow-white dome cover into a pile of holes. From the gap, the undead magic energy pollution caused a desperate wail.

Bai Xiao's blood rain did not cover the entire white plain, but it shook the foundation of 400,000 undead.

The place he chose to purify was close to the core part of Lu Hao's stone throne, because according to the history books, Lu Hao also started from the core and quickly purified the pollution.

The 400,000 army annihilated by Lu Hao did not let go of their hatred after death. Instead, they merged with the poisonous magic energy brought by the extinction magic power to form an unprecedented demonized undead. Once these alienated objects were released, they could even burst out with powerful power comparable to their lifetime. That would be equivalent to resurrecting the 400,000 expeditionary troops in the heart of the Western Continent overnight. Compared with the expeditionary troops before their lifetime, these undead were more violent and aggressive, and the poisons contaminated in their bodies were also highly spreadable.

That will become an absolute natural disaster.

Fortunately, these demonized undead also have weaknesses belonging to the undead.

The first is the fear of the slaughter. With his own pressure, Lu Hao suppressed these 400,000 undead spirits. This is the core point, because they died at the hands of Lu Hao during their lifetime, and their fear of them was imprinted deep in their souls, so they did not dare to resist after death.

The second is organization. Even if the 400,000 army is polluted into the undead, it still has its own "leader" and "class". All pollution behaviors revolve around the core, just like a large army acts according to the command of the commander flag. Therefore, as long as the enemy's commander flag can be cut off, it can directly damage the undead army.

However, that's all. After all, huge amounts of pollution are a real threat, so above the surface is the territory of living beings, and below the surface is the kingdom of the undead.

The pale plain is like a wall that divides the two realms of life and death. If you want to break through this barrier and penetrate into the realm of death, what you need is the power of the whole country.

It was precisely this opportunity that Lu Hao, who took this opportunity to highly integrate all the resources of the Western Continent: those veterans of the Independence War who followed him all the way, the embroidered demon Taoist priests who lived in seclusion on the edge of the civilization of the Western Continent, and the Holy Yuan people who sympathized with the people of the Western Continent and took the initiative to join the Independence War. Everyone acted around Lu Hao.

The first battle was started in the center of the Baiyuan. Lu Hao did not choose to gradually erode from the edge, because magical pollution is spreading, and the method of treating symptoms but not root causes is just a waste of time. So he directly locked in the key points of 400,000 undeads and once again set off a war with the Shengyuan Expeditionary Force. After a short but extremely fierce battle, Lu Hao finally completed the miracle of the founding of the Capital... But the miracle was not without a price. The Second World War left heavy traces on the earth.

The white mountain turned into a red mountain, not after the war, but was dyed red little by little during the post-war reconstruction process. The land that experienced a natural disaster and a life-and-death battle has been twisted to the point of being unsurpassed... Although this land can still be inhabited and cultivated, its bright red color permanently records everything that happened on the land.

But at this moment, this mark worthy of the pride of the Western Continental people was heavily shaken.

1800 years later, a young man from outside the territory of human civilization chose the same entry point as Lu Hao... but he suddenly achieved a great victory far above it.

The Holy Yuan undead that Lu Hao had worked hard to finally purify was defeated by Bai Xiao's blood rain. Under the earth, the invisible undead were sometimes surging and concentrated, fighting the invading enemies in a life-and-death battle, and sometimes scattered, and did not dare to fight the blood that annihilates all the magical energy. But the more they gathered, the faster they dissipated. Even if they tried their best to escape, they could never escape from the Baiyuan's 100-mile realm. On the earth, in addition to Bai Xiao, the purifier, there was also Lu Hao, the suppressor.

Bai Xiao's blood rain lasted for less than a minute, and the blood of the snow mountain people was not endless after all. When he felt the boiling momentum in his body gradually extinguished, he controlled his muscles to re-adhesive the broken and contracted arteries, stopping the bleeding, and then slowly landed on the ground.

The moment his feet stepped on the ground, the earth began to tremble.

The solid soil is like waves surging in circles, and each turbulence will quickly change the pale snow field, turning from pale to scarlet, then turning from scarlet to pure white, and then appearing a black brown color symbolizing abundance.

Bai Xiao's blood rain purification range is only one mile in radius, but as the ripples spread, ten times a hundred times the land spontaneously changes its color.

At this moment, Bai Xiao clearly felt the surrender and whine of hundreds of thousands of undead.

A blood rain cannot purify the entire white plain, but it can kill the undead. The absolute suppression force that collapses at the touch is completely superior to Lu Hao's deterrence against them. What is even more deadly is the commander of the undead. After trying every means to avoid Bai Xiao's slow asceticism, he could not avoid the scattered blood rain and was almost wiped out by dismemberment.

The 400,000 undead dragons were headless, and they were facing absolute suppression without reason. For a moment, even the resentment of being killed and being contaminated by demonic energy was abandoned, and they offered a tribute to the people of Xueshan.

The etiquette of the undead surrender is to spontaneously transform the land.

Baishan in the Western Continent was originally famous for producing white rock minerals, and the land was mostly grayish white, so it was also known as the White Plains. Although its geographical location was a strategic key, the soil was not fertile. Therefore, in the early colonial period of the Eastern Continent, the colonists did not establish large towns here, but only carried out small-scale mining around a few mines.

According to real history, Baiyuan turned into fertile red soil after the decisive battle of the Independence War and Lu Hao's Purification Battle. The Shengyuan's expeditionary forces turned their corpses and the undead into Baiyuan's nutrients, which supported the imperial capital of millions.

However, Bai Xiao's actions were better than Lu Hao in real history. The earth was spontaneously surrendered by the undead, and the magical soil that could almost be harvested by sprinkling seeds. It was even more powerful than the gray plain of the granary that the Great Qin Empire had reclaimed for thousands of years. More importantly, this was the land spontaneously transformed by the undead. While the land was fertile, the undead did not completely disappear. Instead, it turned into a relatively orderly force, constantly attracting the gathering of free magic energy everywhere between heaven and earth.

On this land, whether it is planting crops, mining ores, or conducting magic research, the efficiency will be unprecedentedly improved.

It took Bai Xiao less than an hour to do all this, but the price was his own endless tribal blood.

In comparison, the battle to purify, known as a historical miracle, was pale in all aspects, which was barely completed by Lu Hao with the strength of the whole country.

After a long time, a burst of breath finally came from the scene.

People finally realized why the Grand Master left early. As a Hongshan man, watching his proud history easily surpassed by an outsider, it really makes people have nothing to say.

Rationally speaking, it is natural for the devil priests to surpass their ancestors after 1800 years. Today's Grandmaster of Apocalypse is not the same as the Grandmasters of the past. The individual power mastered by the Devil priests has increased by a hundred times. The extinction magical powers that Lu Hao once had to do his best and pay a huge price to launch are nothing more than a trick for today's Thirteen Grandmasters. At the same time, the world of Devil priests has also been explored by scholars incredibly profound and vast, and the theoretical corpses are majestic and far beyond the imagination of their predecessors.

Some war enthusiasts have even made bold simulations and deductions. With the level of human beings' magic civilization today, even if the demons come again, human beings can slaughter them all in just three days.

This is the evolution of 1800.

But rationality is rationality, and when he watched a young man who was about to be 17 years old, he surpassed the historical miracle 1,800 years ago with his hands and feet... Especially when he was not a native Qin man, his identity was really subtle and bitter.

The people from Baiye City couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder when Hongshan Academy was in the team, he let him team up with one person. This guy is really beyond the specification. Fortunately, this guy is in Hongshan City, so we don't need to have a headache for him."

The people from the Brilliant Valley scoffed at this: "He is short-sighted. He is in Hongshan City this year. What about next year? The college exchange activities, it should be his turn to represent Hongshan several times. Are you Baiye City planning to be absent collectively at that time, or will you be beaten up head-on? And he will graduate at the latest five years, and then..."

"Your Brilliant Valley can't be out of the matter at that time!"

"Haha, our people in Bianjun have been convinced. I am still a die-hard supporter of Bai Xiao's live broadcast, but do you Bai Yecheng people have the courage to bow their heads?"

The people of Baiye City were silent for a while and said, "No matter what, as long as Baiye City is still the capital of the Qin Dynasty, Bai Xiao is at least half a Qin man, and it is better than him in Shengyuan."

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For the audience of Shengyuanlai, Bai Xiao’s blood rain is also thrilling.

Many people try to open their mouths, but find that even if they open their mouths, their throats are dry and unable to make sounds.

Bai Xiao's bloodbathing shocked the Shengyuan people far more than the Qin people.

In fact, this script from Hongshan Academy is not friendly to the Shengyuan people. After all, it tells the history of the Western Continent massacre of 400,000 Shengyuan people. However, after all, it happened 1,800 years ago, and the emperor of the Western Continent at that time has now become a joke of the Shengyuan people. The Shengyuan people who were willing to travel to Hongshan City to watch the Qin people perform, at least they have a tolerant stomach.

However, watching Bai Xiao destroy the last persistence of the 400,000 Saint Yuan elites with a light rain of blood, and even make the ancestors of the Saint Yuan who have insisted on fighting until the last moment express their surrender... but it makes people feel palpitations from the bottom of their hearts.

A trembling emotion continued to brew and finally burst out in another way.

"Shameful slander, naked fraud!"

"I am worthy of being a savage from the Western Continent. As a representative figure of the academy, I do not have the elegance of a magician. Instead, I am proud of eating raw meat and drinking blood. It is simply disgusting! The Qin people not only did not shy away, but also spread it openly, and they were sinister and shameful!"

"I thought the Qin people had become somewhat more open after 1,400 years of improvement, but it seems that they are still..."

However, halfway through the strange words in the audience, they were interrupted by a girl's sneer.

"Can you make the Qin people so sad now? Is it so difficult to honestly admit that they are powerful? More than 400,000 Shengyuan people died of arrogance 1,800 years ago! Hundreds of millions of compatriots were shocked by this. I thought that after so many years of improvement, the descendants should have become somewhat more open, but the result was still the same inferior!"

This insulting word is enough to anger any normal Holy Yuan person, but the audience area of ​​Holy Yuan fell into a long silence after this passage.

Of course, it was not because these Saint Yuan people all rebelliously hyperplasia and were proud of selling their country. The girl really had incredible mysterious magical powers. After she said this in a pantheon, the relevant memories in the minds of the people around her immediately disappeared without a trace, and the efficiency was several times faster than that of a goldfish!

A few of them with strong resistance also chose to pretend to be stupid very wisely.

The girl who spoke was too special. No matter how rebellious she said, it would be better to remain silent as a bystander.

After all, whether in the Qin Dynasty or in the Shengyuan, the rebellion of the royal family is not considered a rebellion.

The girl still kept her sneering in a state of nowhere, not caring that it was inconsistent with the clever disguise powers on her body. But then she changed her mind and commented on Bai Xiao with interest: "The White-clothed Tribe is really interesting. Although the rumors about him were heard in the past made him calloused, most of them thought it was the Qin people who exaggerated it. This time I saw it with my own eyes, I realized that the rumors were still too conservative... Tsk, the gang of wastes in the parliament only knew how to whitewash the peace. This monster should have been listed as a key focus!"

While speaking, the girl adjusted her sitting position and leaned her little face and even her upper body closer with greater enthusiasm, and said with a smile: "But, I turned the trump card so early, what are you going to do next?"

Just as the girl gradually focused her attention on Bai Xiao, a Shengyuan man in the audience could not bear the torment in his heart and quietly stood up and left the scene.

It was a middle-aged fat man with greasy temperament, leaving the audience area with panting and staggering along the spacious corridor towards the VIP lounge area in a rather embarrassing manner.

The magic doll guarding the door subconsciously swept away with the vigilant gaze of discovering the monster, but when he saw the sign of the Shengyuan Academic Group on the man, he politely pushed open the door of the rest area and let him in.

The huge lounge area is empty.

In the Sky Arena, there are 12 VIP lounge areas. This room was assigned to the Shengyuan Academic Exchange Group separately. However, except for this panicked fat man, the rest of the people were still listening quietly to the royal teachings in the audience and witnessing the Qin people's secret weapons showing their power.

Anyone who still pursues the world of demons cannot let Bai Xiao go to the scene where he uses the blood of forbidden demons to purify the pollution of demon energy.

Even if it only happens in the virtual map, it is impossible to restore reality 100%, but the changes presented in it still have strong reference value. In the eyes of the wise demon priest, this is simply a great master who has used the best experimental materials directly for people to watch!

To eliminate the unnecessary national vanity, Hongshan Academy has brought out such a good show to entertain the audience of Shengyuan. Sincerity is really overflowing! Even though most of the members of the academic troupe's original intention is just welfare travel, the instinct of being a magician still drives them to stay where they are.

Most of the people who left Yang Yu only felt disdain and contempt, and of course they also had some envy, jealousy and hatred - why can such people be ranked alongside us?

But when the door of the lounge slowly closed, the cowardly and depressed expression on Yang Yu's face suddenly intensified, and his fat body trembled violently, and the oil-like sweat beads almost seeped out through his clothes.

"Big, sir..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a cold snorted from the corner of the lounge.

"I saw it."

Yang Yu's fear suddenly dissipated halfway, but he still couldn't stop the trembling in his voice: "That's really my nemesis."

"What a no, nemesis." Xu Bolian's mean voice was as real as it was, cutting through Yang Yu's cheek. "We are still their nemesis. The strong restrain the weak. This is the only restraining relationship in the world... However, the rapid evolution of this alien is indeed a bit beyond expectations. Zhu Junshen also guarded the venue firmly. The original plan was to adjust it slightly and cut in a different place."

"If you change the place, you mean..." Yang Yu stretched out his fingers outside the window in the VIP area with anxiety.

At the other end of the distant Hongshan City, a round arena floating at the same height also attracted a lot of attention.

That was the year-end test, and its popularity was second only to the freshman group's Hongshan Academy's flag-winning battle.

"The Hongshan people are indeed very thoughtful and dare to use that battle as a stage for the battle to seize the flag. But the screenwriter's understanding of that history is too shallow, and many details are taken for granted. Since we have come from afar, we might as well help them restore history to a more realistic place... I must keep a close eye on it here, so do what you should do. If things are done, your promotion will be a natural thing."

Yang Yu was happy at first, and then worried: "I'm all over there?"

Xu Bolian sneered: "Now elites from all over the world gather here. Even if someone is interested in the tests of other games, he will watch the broadcast through the projection magic tool on the field and has no time to visit the scene in person. Most of the other venues are mediocre people who cannot get first-class tickets and have to settle for the second best. Isn't you enough?"

Yang Yu couldn't say anything about his hardship. He had to pluck up the courage to speak up and said, "After all, it is the highest-level flag-grabbing battle in Hongshan Academy. Even if there is no master on the scene, there are always three or four magic masters who are higher than me. This has not included the temporary invited actors in the map. With my own strength..."

Xu Bolian interrupted, "If you really feel that your strength is not enough, then I will send a few more people to share your contribution."

Hearing the word "give merit", Yang Yu finally restrained his shrugging and nodded vigorously, "I will do my best!"

Xu Bolian said again: "No need to be afraid. Although you are weak, you are absolutely safe here. No matter what you do, others will only turn a blind eye. This world is just a kind of deterioration, and your eyes have long been blind."

This sentence gave Yang Yu great courage. The fat man stopped trembling and nodded vigorously again: "I understand!"

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To be continued...