Chapter 401 The dragon's spirit is turbulent, and the capital is moved to avoid the edge.
The morning light was piercing to the eyes. Countless people stared blankly at Pingshan Mountain in the distance, which swayed twice in their field of vision.
There were air waves visible to the naked eye swaying on the back of the mountain. There was a "boom" and the mountain wall shook.
The tumbling and falling rocks and boulders pressed against the forest fields and rolled down the cliffs, pouring down like landslides and tsunamis.
"Then...that is...what?"
"What are you asking? Run!"
The loud noise of overturning and collapse continued from the other side of the mountain. The towering peaks broke and collapsed in the sight of pedestrians traveling on business trips outside the city. The ripples spread across the sky in an instant. The fields below collapsed, and pedestrians were blown away by the strong wind.
Half a foot out, it rolled on the roadside.
The wall of the giant city of Luoyang suddenly shook. The Wei soldiers above were all knocked to the ground by the spreading air wave. The nearby streets, flags, and roofs fell to the street with a crashing sound.
There was a chaotic noise, and pedestrians covered their heads and ran around in panic.
The streets here and countless streets in the distance suddenly fell into chaos.
People were running in panic on the street like ants. There was the past mansion. On the side of the big house behind the door plaque with the word "Yang", the practitioner who was worshiped by Zuo Pushe Yang Yu pushed away the beautiful maid in his arms and arranged
Put on your robe and go out quickly.
Looking at the air waves in the sky that had gradually dissipated, there was inexplicable horror in his eyes. In his sight, the afterglow of mana that only those in the Taoist realm could see was dissipating in the air.
"Who is this fellow Taoist who cast a spell and was able to enter Luoyang?"
He didn't know that the dissipating aftermath was actually coming directly from Xingyang, more than two hundred miles away. The man felt a little uneasy in his heart, stroking his goat's beard and counting with his fingers.
There was a "hiss" sound in the mouth.
"Why can't it be calculated?"
When calculating Zuo Pushe Yang Yu's fate, it was so gray that it was hard to figure out, and his face couldn't help but look solemn. It was rare for his divination the day after tomorrow not to work well.
"That's right, when the sword energy enters Luoyang, how can you be an ordinary person with such a level of cultivation? I'm afraid Zuo Pushe will meet someone more powerful than me. I just don't know if he is going towards Yang Yu or..."
He turned around and looked in the direction of the imperial city, looking beyond the high eaves to the rows of houses above, the towering city walls, soldiers rushing around, and the sound of golden bells ringing for warning.
The Xianyang Hall was very busy. A lot of tiles and lanterns fell from the eaves and lanterns due to the shock just now. The palace maids and eunuchs were busy trying to straighten things up. When the shock came over, Wei Emperor Yuan Ziyou was having a banquet with the clan in the hall, discussing what to do after the Battle of Xingyang.
Yuan Hao.
The buttocks sitting on the dragon chair suddenly trembled, and they slid diagonally under the chair, with the crowns falling off their heads. In the royal palace, the singing girls dancing with long sleeves stumbled unsteadily and almost fell down.
Now that the shock had passed, he thought that the earth dragon had turned over, so he didn't take it too seriously. However, the news coming from outside shocked the Emperor Wei. Then the dragon case "bang" was heard, and he glanced at it with majesty.
Pass the eunuch who reported the news.
"It's nonsense. Luoyang is the imperial capital, the center of the world, and what the market says. How can I believe it? Go to Qintian Prison quickly and ask what's going on."
The eunuch was a little embarrassed. The news coming back from outside was indeed like this. Not only the soldiers and guards at the East City Gate said this, but also the common people in the market. When the time came, the emperor believed it again and blamed it on his servant.
You have to suffer.
After hesitating for a moment, the eunuch knelt on the ground and touched his head to the ground.
"Your Majesty, the message I received was indeed sent from the east city gate. It said that there was a lot of damage on the street and the people were in panic."
"Your Majesty." At this time, a clan member came out, stood in the middle and raised his hands, and said with some worry: "Is there something going on in Xingyang? I heard that General Liang has a magic sword with great magic power that can be used to hold the sword.
He is invincible, and two hundred miles to the east of the city is Xingyang."
Yuan Ziyou frowned.
"Is your uncle thinking so too?" The emperor closed his eyes and suddenly laughed twice, "I think the shock just now was just an earth dragon turning over."
There was a pause in the words.
"There are practitioners in the world, and I know it, but how many of them can see it? The divine sword held by General Liang is invincible. I feel that the generals in front have suffered a defeat, so I use this
It's just an excuse, and it just confirms what Excalibur said.
Okay, even if the divine sword is real, so what if the sword is so powerful? After all, it can only defeat dozens of enemies. It is impossible to kill hundreds or thousands of my people, but Xingyang has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. The Shangdang Wang Yuantianmu
The army under his command will arrive in the near future, totaling over 300,000 people. I don’t believe that General Liang will be able to kill everyone."
Speaking of excitement, Yuan Ziyou spoke in a high-pitched and majestic tone and flicked his sleeves.
"If you really want to be that powerful, then let me see it. I'm just sitting in the Xianyang Hall, how can I still fly here?"
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Xingyang City Head.
The smoke and dust moved away, brushing against the trembling figure. Chen Qingzhi dropped the sword on the ground with both hands, raised it again, and the white dragon sword pointing to the sky glowed with white light.
"General Liang——"
Yang Yu, dressed in rags and with his hair in a messy bun, crawled among a pile of corpses and shouted loudly: "I am willing to surrender!"
As if he didn't hear his words, Chen Qingzhi made a strange low sound of "ho". At a certain moment, the white dragon sword swept across the city like a hundred-refined sword.
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"He is really powerful, so why not give Luoyang to him?"
The moment Yuan Ziyou stood up and brushed off his dragon sleeves and said the word "why not", there was a faint dragon roar in his ears.
Then... there was a "boom" sound.
The emperor froze on the spot, and all the clan members in the palace were stunned. They slowly turned their heads and looked outside the main hall. At the end of the field of vision, the towering attic suddenly broke into two parts and collapsed. The next moment, Xianyang Hall shook, and there was the sound of earth.
There was a loud sound of rocks collapsing, and the emperor and a group of clan members stumbled into a huddle.
The palace guards outside yelled, holding their heads and running away in fear. A large number of bricks and tiles fell down, and the roar of the dragon disappeared. Yuan Ziyou fell down, sat down on the imperial steps, and looked at the palace with dull eyes.
It was a mess outside.
Smoke and dust were flying, and a large number of palace guards and eunuchs were running around in disgrace, and some were pulling bricks and stones to pull out buried colleagues from the rubble.
In the huge chaos, panic gradually appeared on the dull emperor's face. He twisted his neck with difficulty and looked at the equally trembling attendants beside him.
With stammering words.
"Pass... convey my decree... move the capital... withdraw from Luoyang... move to the eldest son's palace."
The attendant was stunned for a moment, and then was slapped awake by the emperor. Yuan Ziyou stood up quickly, kicked the eunuch, and shouted: "What are you doing standing still?!"
He looked at the royal family in the palace, rushed down the imperial steps, waving his wide sleeves as if he was in madness.
"Move the capital! Go back and prepare... set off immediately, Nishikari's eldest son!!"
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Xingyang City.
The smoke and dust spread out, and the boiling fighting fell into an eerie silence at this moment. Countless Wei soldiers and Liang soldiers above and below the city lowered their weapons and stared blankly at the white-robed figure over there.
The large scroll with the character "元" is fluttering.
Yuan Hao and Qiu Daqian both opened their mouths and looked blankly at the back of the city, unable to say a word.