This was destined to be a turbulent era.
The storm that had been hidden for so long seemed to have opened its curtains on this day!
At dawn of this day, a sudden explosion tore apart the tranquility of this world!
The battlefield that had been silent for so many years? On this day, it showed its ferocious side.
The best era, and also the worst era, had arrived.
The grievances that had been brewing for a thousand years seemed to be completely vented on this day.
The wind was rising and the clouds were scudding!
When the morning came, a shocking piece of news couldn't help but make people look at it!
On this day, Hong City had a new owner!
This city, which might not have been too dazzling on the battlefield, had a change of dynasty in just one night.
Even though it was inconspicuous, it was still a city. It had a population of tens of millions and countless experts.
However, on this day, Hong City changed from what it used to be.
In the city, the bloodline of the City Lord flowed like a river of blood overnight and was almost completely destroyed.
The ones who destroyed them were the three big families in the city, several powerful forces around them, and a mysterious force leading them.
More importantly, the nature of this city!
Because Hong City represented the friends of the Alliance of Nine Cities.
It was said that the bloodline of the City Lord of Hong City seemed to be related to the bloodline of Qian City of the Alliance of Nine Cities.
Because of this, Hong City was able to gain a firm foothold on this battlefield!
However, it was precisely this kind of city that was attached to such a colossus that was changing dynasties. This couldn't help but shock people.
The news spread and shocked the world.
People seemed to be in an uproar.
On this day, Hong City was destined to be glorious. Because perhaps it had never received so much attention!
"The wind is rising!"
Someone murmured in his heart. Then, this thought, like a gust of wind, swept into the hearts of countless people.
The wind is rising!
The battlefield, which had been silent for a thousand years, became lively again.
Why was the battlefield called a battlefield?
Because this was a chaotic world with endless battles!
However, after every war, there would always be a period of peace.
And now, another round of war had begun!
This time, the curtain of the war began in Hong City.
It wasn't as simple as a change of dynasty.
Everyone could see that this was a meticulous plan.
With Hong City as the center, the flames of war were bound to spread.
No one knew how much land would be burned, how many cities would be destroyed, how many clans would be destroyed, and how many experts would be buried in this war.
In short, under the burning of this fire, everyone could not help but feel a suffocating aura.
Bearing the brunt of it, Qian City was enraged once more!
The destruction of Hong City was like a ruthless slap on Qian City's face.
The Eighth Young Master was the first to be attacked, followed by the destruction of Hong City …
This was a series of traps.
Gan City had nowhere to hide.
Otherwise, how could they establish themselves?
On this day, many experts from Qian City headed straight for Hong City. They swore to uproot those reckless people in Hong City!
The eyes of the entire battlefield were focused on Hong City.
Someone was secretly preparing to fish in troubled waters.
Someone was secretly preparing to spread the flames of war.
Someone was slowly preparing to welcome the storm …
However, before this storm could completely blow, another shocking piece of news arrived three days later.
The troops from Qian City to Hong City were ambushed.
Powerful array formations, elusive experts, and several powerful forces …
Another night of blood flowed like a river.
That night, more than half of the troops from Qian City to Hong City were destroyed. The remaining half fled back to Qian City in a sorry state!
Where was the momentum from destroying Hong City?
They were simply stray dogs!
However, it seemed that it was not over yet!
Another day passed, and another shocking piece of news arrived.
The troops that were preparing to take back Qian City were ambushed again.
There were pursuers behind them, and there was a blockade in front.
Under the pincer attack from the front and back, this force was almost wiped out!
There were a total of one hundred experts. Among them, there were thirty-six pure Yang experts. There were seventeen in the late stage of pure Yang alone, and three of them were re-cultivators!
Such a lineup could not be said to be weak.
In addition to Qian City's prestige, it was enough to make many people fearful.
However, such a lineup was completely annihilated on the way to Hong City …
It had to be said that it was shocking.
Thus, the entire battlefield was in chaos.
Hence, Qian City went crazy.
…
Within Qian City, the sky seemed to darken in response to the news that came.
"Bastard! You're courting death! "
Facing such a situation, the Qian City Governor's family finally went crazy.
Eighth Prince's face was incomparably hideous.
His face was trampled on again and again, and his self-esteem was swept away again and again.
This made Eighth Prince flustered and exasperated!
The losses this time were not small.
One should know that the Qian City Governor's family was strong. However, they were not so strong that they were heaven-defying.
In the Alliance of Nine Cities, Qian City's strength could only be considered third from the bottom!
Thirty-six Pure Sun experts were definitely a terrifying force for the City Lord's faction.
After all, Qian City did not cover the sky with one hand.
After all, this time, the ones who were mobilized were the Governor's family's people.
Such losses greatly reduced the strength of the Governor's family.
Under such circumstances, they seemed to be getting weaker.
"Take back Nightfall and Twilight! I will personally lead the team to Hong City! "
Finally, in his rage, Eighth Prince could not bear such grievances anymore and shouted.
"The city doesn't seem to be peaceful recently!"
Hearing Eighth Prince's words, the old man who was Eighth Prince's protector sighed.
How could he not understand Eighth Prince's anger?
Not to mention Eighth Prince!
How many people in the Governor's family wouldn't be angry these past two days?
Even though he was a protector, he couldn't help but be enraged.
However, could he be angry at this time?
Probably not!
This was because the old man smelled the scent of a conspiracy.
"In the city? Those clowns? "
Eighth Prince snorted in a deep voice.
"There are too many clowns. When they gather together, they will become a colossus!"
The old man said slowly.
"Clowns will always be clowns. How can they overturn the sky? The sky of the Alliance of Nine Cities isn't something they can overturn! "
Eighth Prince snorted in disdain.
Perhaps there were some undercurrents. Hadn't it always been like this for thousands of years?
Didn't their City Lord's bloodline replace the original City Lord's bloodline a thousand years ago?
Such a thing could be imagined.
However, Eighth Prince was not too worried.
Unless some people were really tired of living.
At the very least, those clowns wouldn't dare to be too hasty at this stage.
This was also their best chance.
They had to take Hong City with lightning speed to establish their prestige. Otherwise, they would be in danger.
That would be the time when the Alliance of Nine Cities would be in turmoil.
"We have no choice!"
Eighth Prince said after a moment of silence.
His words caused the old man to fall silent.
The old man could also see the trick behind it.
"It's good that Dark Night and Twilight are back! Are you really going to go personally? "
The old man asked carefully.
"What else? No one can go. The three old ancestors won't go easily. The family still needs them to guard it. Of course, the family also needs my father. As for the others? Are they qualified to lead the team? Don't forget, only the direct descendants of the Governor can lead Dark Night and Twilight. In other words, only the old ancestors, my father, and I can lead them! Others? I don't trust those with wild ambitions! "
Eighth Prince said in a deep voice.
"Then we need to be well prepared. Any mistake … will cause us to fall into the abyss of eternal damnation! "
The old man's expression was solemn.
"My father should have made arrangements!"
Eighth Prince said after some thought.
"When do we leave?"
The old man asked.
"Tonight!"
Eighth Prince said decisively.
Now was the time to cut the Gordian knot.
They had to nip the unstable factors in the bud.
They couldn't let this flame burn.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to extinguish it.
Once this raging flame was completely ignited, the first to be hurt would definitely be the City Lord's bloodline.
At that time, it would be a huge problem.
They had to personally lead the strongest force to sweep away all obstacles in the shortest time possible!
Otherwise, how would the rest of the allies view him?
Those guys didn't have any good intentions.
They were just a bunch of wild ambitions.
"I'll go with you!"
After a moment of silence, the old man's expression turned solemn.
As his voice fell, he slowly retreated. "I'll go prepare! We'll leave tonight! "
"Wang Chen? Will it be you? No! It's not you! You won't be able to return so soon! West? That place is quite far from here. It's hard to say if you can make it back alive. Those people won't let you go so easily! If it's not you, then who is it?
They've actually gathered so many forces … What a headache! "
After the old man left, Eighth Prince rubbed his head and muttered with a gloomy expression.
What happened one after another finally made this arrogant man feel a trace of exhaustion.
The feeling of the dark clouds pressing down on the city made it hard for him to breathe.
Perhaps this was the biggest crisis he had ever faced.
However, he wasn't willing to give up!
He wouldn't allow this crisis to engulf him completely.
He wouldn't let others take his place.
"No matter who it is! I'll kill all of you! "
Eighth Prince clenched his fists and snorted.
As his voice fell, he turned and walked out of the house!
On this day, when night fell completely, a powerful team finally left Qian City silently, heading straight for Hong City.
Their speed was so fast that it left people speechless.
The flames of war had once again ignited in Kashgar.
Hong City?
Qian City?
This time, who would win and who would lose?
Would the heavens be rewritten?
Would it be a complete madness or a temporary glory?
No one knew.
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