Very far away, surrounded by thousands of troops, in a chariot inlaid with gold and jade, there was a man holding his palms and sighing in an incomprehensible tone.
Sitting on the chariot inlaid with gold and jade was a young man in his twenties with a handsome and pale face.
He wears a robe full of eight dragons, with a crown of two golden dragons, with red beads and green jade, suffixed with gold flowers, decorated with east jade, with one embroidered python on the front and back on each shoulder, and six embroidered pythons in the middle.
With five colored clouds.
The young man coughed twice, with an inexplicable smile on his face.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew past the chariot and blew up the young man's robe.
The gorgeous robe was slightly lifted by the strong wind, but there was nothing underneath her knees.
His legs were severed at the knees, and strange cipher text covered the stumps, piece by piece, preventing the body from regenerating.
The young man with a high status in the chariot is actually a disabled person!
The strong wind had just ruffled his robes, and everyone around him turned around, staring at his nose and nose, no one dared to look directly at him.
The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence, no one dared to speak, and in an instant, there was deathly silence.
An old eunuch quickly stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and respectfully pulled down his robe.
Among the tens of thousands of soldiers, a few people stepped forward and mobilized their true energy together to knock back the strong wind.
"Where did the wind come from?" The young man raised his eyes, the smile on his face not diminishing.
"It's Li Pi from the Ke Shen Sect. He was killed by a thousand swords and just summoned the God of Wind."
The old eunuch spoke in a shrill voice with a flattering look on his face:
"Your Highness, do you want to kill him?"
"The murderous intent is so strong!"
The young man raised his hand, hit the old eunuch staggeringly, and cursed.
The force was not heavy, but the old eunuch pretended to scream in pain, rolling around like a gourd on all fours in the smoke, like a tortoise.
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and put his raised hand back down.
"Is there anyone from the Shen Sect?" The young man looked around and spoke warmly.
There was a slight commotion all around, and after a long time, a man in gray clothes with a pale face walked out from among the thousands of troops.
He bowed to where the chariot was and bowed deeply behind him.
"I have met His Highness the Fifth Highness. Your subordinate, Han Pei, is the senior brother of Li Pi, the Shen Zong."
"Han Pei?" The young man was slightly stunned: "A few years ago, I saw you in my father's forbidden army camp."
"Your Majesty..."
"Go and kill Li Pi." Before Han Pei could finish his words, the young man interrupted him.
"Go and kill Li Pi." He leaned forward, stared at Han Pei whose hands were trembling slightly, and spoke again.
"Li Pi is young and ignorant! Your Highness, Fifth Prince, please forgive him!"
Seeing that Han Wei was becoming more and more frightened and speechless, almost sweating profusely, another man among the thousands of troops took the lead and bowed.
"I can't forgive you." The young man shook his head: "Li Pi once had wine with the prince in Kyoto, so he belongs to the prince. If he dares to do such a humiliating act, Li Pi will die."
"But Shenzong is loyal to His Highness the Fifth Prince!"
"That's why I only killed Li Pi." The young man narrowed his eyes: "Who is you?"
"White sect, Qingtu."
The person who spoke was startled by the question. He paused for a while before coming back to his senses and answered.
"Qingtu, Han Pei, you only have half a cup of tea."
The young man said calmly: "If we can't kill Li Pi, you don't have to come back."
"Your Majesty..."
Qingtu, who was born in the Bai sect, still wanted to speak, but saw his old friend Han Pei winking at him. Although he was confused, he had no choice but to respond.
"I accept the order!" Han Pei bowed and saluted, secretly pressing hard on Qingtu's back, causing the reckless man to lean down heavily.
Two rays of escaping light immediately rose into the sky and flew towards the gathering place of a dark wind.
"Go to hell boy."
The old eunuch who was rolling on the ground suddenly stood up and shouted to a row of internal officials wearing camel-colored palace uniforms:
"If Qingtu and Han Pei can't kill Li Pi in half a cup of tea, you can offer the heads of these three people!"
Suddenly, several more rays of light suddenly rose from the ground and flew towards the eye of the wind.
The sound of fighting is still endless, like a huge chessboard being spread out violently.
On the high mountain, young people put their chins on their hands and watched with interest, sometimes looking surprised and sometimes confused.
"Want to kill?"
Surrounding the chariot inlaid with gold and jade, a man wearing a white linen robe and three big flags behind him spoke up.
His face was covered by a layer of purple air, and even his eyebrows were vague and indistinguishable.
This human demon from the Yinghuo Army frowned slightly, bowed and asked for advice:
"Although the Lingquan lineage has done countless evil things, after all, Jiang Yaoshi is also the holy son of the Star Reaching Sect. The monks of the Southern Zen Sect killed him. Do we want to express something to prevent the elders of the Star Reaching Sect from feeling grudges?"
"This is the reason."
The young man who was watching the battlefield with great interest seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He lazily turned around and said with a smile:
"But I hate Medicine Master Jiang. Not only that, but everyone in the Star Reaching Sect deeply hates Lingquan's lineage, so we don't have to do it for you."
"Besides."
The young man gently knocked on the car seat, and the clear golden voice slowly sounded:
"That's a monk from the Southern Zen Sect. When it's your turn to kill him, the masters at Landa Temple have probably already prepared ways to conquer the devil."
The man-demon paused when he heard the words. He couldn't help but look behind him. Among the thousands of soldiers, there were a few monks from Landuo Temple in gray cloth robes with dull faces.
I don't know when, but he disappeared.
There was a embarrassed look on the human demon's face. He bowed and stepped back.
"The left army's formation was broken up by Zhou Yuan Falcon's guards."
After the demon retreated, another person stepped forward.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a blue official uniform with tattoos on his sleeves that looked like white cranes soaring into the sky. He had a dark, lean face and a capable figure.
He first saluted with his chariot, then straightened his back, and said calmly:
"Sword Immortal Yan Xiao is nowhere to be found, and all his sword attendants are dead."
"The Eleven-Way Dragon Tribulation Formation was broken by Julongwei. Master Wei and Master Chen, who were in charge of the formation, were not spared."
"The Yinghuo Army's 1st and 6th corps have suffered more than 40% battle damage and have retreated."
"Xuan Yin, Xuan You, and Xuan Xin defected before the battle, and together they knocked down Fang Tianluo Seal."
"Xukun and Guisun were surrounded and killed by the Julong Guards."
"The sea of suffering, the twenty-eight gods, the evil chapter, the time and the day..."
When the thin middle-aged man said this, he paused for a moment before continuing:
The two black demons, Ku Mian Hai and Twenty-Eight Xiangshen, were trapped by the barrier of King Taiyi Light, and the evil chapter was nowhere to be found. As for the time of day."
He smiled bitterly and said in a bitter voice: "Time has just passed, and I have been killed by the Dazheng magistrate with a sword."
The sea of suffering, the twenty-eight gods, the evil chapter, the time and the day...
Since Miaoyan used mysterious means to summon the projections of those majestic beings from the layers of void.
Those indescribable projections have also been given various names.
The sea of suffering, the twenty-eight gods, the evil chapter, and the light and day, these four black demons are all majestic beings that can rival the fifth level of life treasure master.
Even if you look at Miao Yan's hand, such a trump card is rarely seen.
The flying twelve-winged octopus is also known as Og Zhang. After it broke through the seal of purple mist, it was trapped in the dead city by Ran Xu with a diamond subduing magic circle.
And that old starry sky, also known as Time and Day, had just been killed by the Dazheng magistrate with all his strength.
"So."
After a long moment of silence, the young man on the chariot sighed:
"Is this battle going to be lost?"
"I didn't expect that Dazheng's side would ask Ran Xu to come in person with Ju Longwei. The three Xuanxin brothers were actually the secret agents of Julongwei."
The thin man bowed slightly and said:
"Your Highness, according to my opinion, we might as well retreat for a while now. We can calmly set up defenses at Xuping Pass, and it will also be convenient for us to ask for help from the Lord."
"Whether it is the Qishan warriors of Shou Wu Ye clan or the Xumi people of Landuo Temple, these two powerful forces can sweep through the great Zheng Jiawei just like the lines on the palm of a hand."
The thin man sincerely tells his origins:
"Saint Son Hanyu has been held back by Ransu and is unable to make a move. Please make a decision as soon as possible, Your Highness!"
Hearing this, the crowd surrounding the chariot started to become slightly commotion, and some comments gradually started to sound.
The old eunuch, whose clothes were still stained with dust, frowned, and the ferocious expression on his face flashed away. Only when he saw the young man's silence did he realize that he was not interested.
"Now, do we still have five realms to spare?"
The young man lightly knocked on the armrest and asked:
"Where are Uncle Wang, Mrs. Zhaoyang, Sword Immortal Dayan, and Gu Hongzi? Could it be that all these fifth-level monks have been held back?"
"Return to the Fifth Highness."
The thin man looked helpless:
"But those Zheng people used the Ten Heart Mirrors to open up the Dharma Realm and trapped you all in the depths of the void. You really can't escape."
Soldiers will fight against soldiers, and they will fight against generals.
More fifth realms in the two countries have long been in the Dharma Realm of the Ten Heart Mirrors and cannot escape.
As the situation deteriorated step by step, the commotion around the chariot inevitably became louder.
Several more rays of light swept down from the distant sky, among which were the figures of Qing Tu and Han Pei.
Han Pei was holding a bloody human head in his hand, his eyes were red, while Qing Tu had a silent look on his face.
Several internal officials looked at them coldly, then returned to the queue and stood still.
Looking from the high platform, several red torrents are intertwining and criss-crossing. They are like landslides and sea earthquakes. They shuttle fiercely between white and black armors, like the fire dropped by the gods from the clouds.
Torch Dragon Guard——
This army, named Emperor Zheng, is actually a private army of the Vajra Temple, and is wreaking havoc on this battlefield.
As soon as they joined the battle, all the dark and strange monsters were suppressed and wiped out.
"Eunuch Qiu?"
The young man looked at the old eunuch beside him.
"I'm not going!" The old eunuch shook his head hastily: "If I go, there will be no one to look after His Highness!"
"Dog slave!"
The young man yelled and cursed fiercely, beating the old eunuch who came over cautiously and staggering a few times, still angry.
"We can't retreat! This expedition was won by my mother and concubine with great difficulty for me!"
The young man said with a sullen face:
"The battle will be retreated to Xu Ping Pass. When this news reaches the capital, wouldn't the prince and the others be even more proud! Where is my father, how do you want my father to see me!"
"But..." The thin man said with a troubled expression: "In the current situation, we can only temporarily retreat. If the Julong Guards rush to this high platform, even if Eunuch Qiu is protecting him, it will be a big trouble."
"Dark Devil." The young man suddenly said.
He looked at the Yinghuo Army general whose face was shrouded in purple energy and said:
"Do you have a candle ghost in your hand?"
"have……"
The human-demon general was stunned when he heard this. Although he was extremely reluctant in his heart, he faced the young man's gaze and said bravely:
"As the leader of the Yinghuo Army, the young general has a candle ghost in his hand."
"Let it out." The young man said calmly.
"This...this is inappropriate!"
The face of the human-demon general changed drastically. He knelt on the ground and said sincerely:
"Your Highness, even though the great Zen master has sealed the black demons, if you want to drive them away, it is a real and dangerous move! After the young general Guangyin Zhou was killed, his mental strength was no longer sustainable. If he releases the candle ghost again, I'm afraid
…”
He raised his head helplessly: "I'm afraid it will get out of control!"
"Let it out."
"clear."
The human-demon general looked around and saw that no one responded to his gaze, so he had to respond: "Young general, let the candle ghost out."
Just as he was about to take flight, he suddenly thought of something and took a few steps back eagerly.
"Your Highness, Fifth Highness." The human-demon general spoke in a low voice: "If Zhugui really loses control, little..."
"With our family here, this little black devil can't be conquered!" The old eunuch screamed and waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go!"
"Then...the young general went..."
The human-demon general dragged his legs reluctantly, and finally took off to escape the light.
In the sky, the strong wind is surging endlessly, like a huge dragon rolling around, and the roaring sound is endless.
After hesitating for a long time, the human-demon general gently threw a purple pill.
It was a pure, deep purple, with no trace of color, and no pattern or carving.
Watching the purple pill spinning leisurely in the sea of clouds, clouds from all directions swarmed over, and touches of purple spirit slowly spread into the clouds.
"untie!"
The human-demon general instantly made hundreds of strange handprints and spoke in a deep voice.
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"Stepping on my face is stepping on the face of the great master! I can't stand you even if you endure shit or piss! You shouldn't offend me when you provoke dragons and tigers! You are going to die a miserable death today, the worst, most miserable!"
On the corpse of a giant beast the size of a mountain, a plump prairie dog jumped up and down, spraying obscenities from its mouth, which was extremely fragrant.
Bai Shu, who had just used the Great Movement Talisman to move through the void and avoid being attacked by several big hands, looked at this scene and twitched the corner of his mouth.
His body flashed and he landed around the giant beast's corpse.
Bai Shu grabbed the groundhog that was jumping up and down, and said in a strange tone:
"Okay, you can kill two Yang Talisman by yourself, will the small universe explode?"
"Well……"
Xuan Kong was startled when he was suddenly grabbed by the back of his neck. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Baizhu behind him.
"It's not me. Thanks to a strong man who bravely drew his sword, I can see your true face."
The woodchuck twisted hard, and when Bai Shu let go, he rushed to Bai Shu's shoulder and spoke happily.
"look!"
Xuankong pointed: "It was the strong man who helped me."
Bai Shu looked along the direction pointed by Xuan Kong, and saw a figure covered in red armor, rushing left and right in the mountain of black demons.
The armor was like flowing magma, with high temperature and light and heat spreading continuously. Wherever it went, even the air was twisted and swayed.
Small divine inscriptions appeared on the armor's surface, and bright red flames rose into the sky, like a rainbow or a glow.
"Torch Dragon Guard?"
Baizhu nodded slightly:
"What a female Bodhisattva."
"Female Bodhisattva?"
The groundhog was stunned. Before he could realize what he was doing, several sword rays struck down, clearing away the mountain-like pile of black demons.
Then Bai Shu transformed into sword light and took him away through the air.
"Master, what are we doing?" Xuankong was still confused.
"Run away." Bai Zhu smiled: "If you don't run away, you will lose your life."
Xuan Kong was shocked, his lips moved, and just when he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly widened in fear.
Even Bai Shu was startled. The two of them turned around and saw an incredible scene.
Light, surging light...
The light, as strong as the rising sun, was magnified a hundred times, a thousand times, spreading out with an irresistible attitude.
The void is full of wrinkles, and each one is a deep gap and ravine dozens of feet tall.
In the bright light, a hazy figure loomed, a dry and thin figure burning with fire.
Half of the sky turned into the color of fire, the clouds were completely engulfed by the light, and the aura like a tower connecting the sky spread downwards. Crazy murmurs and shouts swept through the entire battlefield, and the world was shaken by the shouts.
