This Taoist killed too many people, and the instant backlash was not the norm. Many ordinary real people from outside the world were horrified: "The power of the blessed heaven is rapidly decreasing."
"Oops, the aura is mutating in reverse"
"The power of heaven on the opposite side is suppressing us, and our strength is rapidly shrinking."
"It's because the power of Heavenly Dao is disappearing rapidly, the power of the enemy's Heavenly Dao is growing, and the evil force is backlashing."
"What's going on? I can't hold it anymore...Ah, you want me to die, no way, I'll fight you."
"Boom boom boom"
From time to time, desperate real people would self-destruct on the battlefield. This was no less powerful than Ye Huolei, and even more powerful. There was only one explosion, and hundreds of people around him were blown out immediately, turning into pieces of limbs.
Every death of a real person from the outer realm will inevitably lead to the death of a large number of soldiers, and the battle line will collapse directly towards the foot of Julu City.
"We're at the end of the road, go ahead and kill him."
"If you kill the traitor, you will be rewarded generously."
Looking at the battlefield with a radius of twenty miles, the elite Taoist soldiers of the Han army were lagging behind, and the disciples of the three religions were showing signs of decline. They unanimously gave up the opportunity to compete for glory to the later grassland Huqi - these were mixed with the blood wolf army and local Qi-training warriors.
As well as various miscellaneous disciples of Western religions.
Under the protection of a golden sun, this new force of horsemen was invincible. Murong, who was dressed in a big dress, was galloping freely, and the black dragons rose and circled. Although there were some casualties, they were very happy.
Every time a Taoist from the outside world is killed, he can feel the power coming from the void. If this process continues, he will definitely become a black dragon, and even compete with the Han family for the world.
If you can get the Yingzhou Cave Heaven, you can just bow down in front of the King of Wei, and there is no need to kneel down.
Thinking of this, Murong Zheng looked at the Han army in the distance, laughed at Ye Qing and said: "We planned the strategy but fell short... Your Majesty."
Although there was a lot of distance between them, the Taoist teachings were sacred, and Murong Zheng was the focus of observation, so every trace of his expression could be seen in the Taoist teachings. At this time, it was important for the master to humiliate his ministers and die, and all the generals could not help but curse angrily.
Ye Qing closed his eyes and sat still.
The sound of wind whistling across the battlefield, the shouts of killing are fading away, the smell of blood is fading, and there is a strong sense of danger... This is a warning from the dark side of heaven. The instinct of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, which is destined by fate, is not enough for outsiders.
"The time has come." The emperor's daughter reminded her.
The underground corrosion veins faintly and violently throbbed, and the colorful glow flashed, forming a crown-dressed girl on the side. She glanced at the arrogant black dragon and said nothing.
As long as she can remember, countless alien races have shouted at her, and then disappeared in time. Only she has survived to this day, or will continue to survive forever, it depends...
She glanced at the True Dragon Emperor beside her.
"Please Emperor Wa and all the saints prepare to take action." Ye Qing said this, looking at the blood wolf army that had compressed the real people from the outside world to Julu City, the enemy must take action.
The emperor's daughter closed her eyes to communicate, and looked back at Ye Qing: "The saint from the West is coming for Dharmakaya, and I haven't arrived yet..."
"Are you kidding? Forget it, I don't expect this cunning old fox..."
At this moment, Ye Qing hesitated, looked down with the emperor's daughter, and his expression changed slightly: "Let's retreat."
"Boom" there was a earth-shaking earthquake in the earth's veins, and it exploded in the blink of an eye. In an instant, light and heat rushed out, turning into a mountain of light and a sea of fire. Thousands of thunder roared, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose up.
"No" A saint's disciple had a large silver light rain switch flying out from his body, but as soon as it came into contact, his body was shattered into pieces.
A bit of golden light flew up from the corpse, turned into a lotus, shot out thousands of rays of light, hugged the shadow of a villain, and flew towards the Conferred God List. However, when the flames pressed down, the lotus and the villain were instantly wiped out, leaving no trace at all.
Even the list of gods can't be found.
This was not just this person. During the explosion, thousands of people within the area were instantly wiped out. Only the people on the periphery had their bodies torn apart by the explosion, but their souls still had to be preserved.
"...Rescue quickly." In the sky, the three saints who were originally calm suddenly changed their colors.
"It's too late, more than thirty of my disciples have been destroyed physically and mentally, and hundreds of them have been listed on the list of gods." Tongtian looked at him and said, his face turned livid.
"...but the Western disciples have fallen into more traps than us."
"The Han Emperor is unharmed...is this Qi Shu?"
From the sage's eyes, Ye Qing's elite troops were far away and they ran in time. Except for the two unlucky guys who were knocked off their horses and injured their muscles and bones, there were no casualties.
At this moment, Murong Zheng on the horse, just by looking at it, knew that he had lost at least five thousand, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and was at a loss... How could this happen?
Seeing that disaster was approaching, the Westerners' faces changed drastically and they quickly retreated. They also remembered to remind them: "There is a change here. We have fallen into a trap. We retreat."
Trap... Murong Zheng suddenly woke up and turned to stare at the Han army running fast in the distance, his eyes flashing fiercely: "What a Ye Qing."
All the subordinates of the "Great Chanyu" were frightened, realizing that this time was different from the past, and that the Western master could not continue to protect them.
"Let's retreat to the north." Murong Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "Go back to the grassland."
In an instant, the situation on the battlefield changed, and the real people from the outer lands were chasing each other to the north, killing each other in a bloody manner.
Before the real people from the outer realm could cheer and celebrate, the wind and thunder suddenly changed, and black air rose up into the sky and spread in the sky.
The black air carrier is carrying a huge ark, which is rising rapidly, with a brilliance that is as unstoppable as the rising sun. Any creature that sees it can feel that its power is constantly increasing, and it is quickly turning into a small light in the field of vision.
point.
At this moment, a basin of cold water was poured on the battlefield, and the atmosphere on the battlefield was stagnant. Everyone looked up and looked up - the people on the lower soil side were dumbfounded, and the faces of the real people in the outer world changed drastically, and quickly turned to death.
"No...don't abandon us" several real people shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Yi Xingjun, these are just aborigines, we can fight again."
"I curse you—"
The mourners were everywhere, with tears streaming down their faces. They no longer had the intention to hunt down the natives, and a sense of despair that a catastrophe was imminent filled the air.
"Yi Xingjun?" Ye Qing took a deep breath. There are three direct disciples of the Twelve Sects in the outer world. There are not many Earth Immortals who call Xingjun. In response to Yingzhou's invasion, it must be the powerful Earth Immortal of the Black Lotus Sect, Da Si Ming or Long
You are such a backbone
This Star Lord ship must have undertaken a very important mission. Letting it go will cause great losses to this region. Thinking about it for a moment, Ye Qing looked up to the sky and shouted: "The enemy is about to withdraw, and you saints are still not taking action.
Do you want to wait for heaven to punish you?"
puff--
A ray of red light passed through the void and hit the crystal shield of the ship. The fire exploded and a long sword bounced away. The word "Zhu Xian" was blood red and dazzling.
"Zhu Xian? That's a big tone, but I can't pay attention to you right now." Yi Daoren snorted coldly, clapped his hands on the console, and saw the entire bow of the ship lift up in an instant, and the main gun, which had been preparing for a long time, fired a blow.
"Boom" a blue light shot out and hit the sky dome hard. Small black cracks appeared on the sky dome point and the mirror surface. This was a sign that the boundary membrane was broken and was about to penetrate.
puff--
The second red light lased on the ship body and was deflected by the shield again. Then the third fairy sword and the fourth fairy sword also bounced away...
"Ignorant natives." Yi Daoren raised his hands, and the main cannon of the Xingjun ship lit up again: "It's nothing to bother with, just one more bombardment and you can escape."
It takes some time to recharge the main gun, but since the enemy can't break through the defense, it doesn't matter.
Above the high sky, the clouds are now solidified, and the sun is shining brightly on this huge fairy ship. In front of it is a twisted black crack. The passengers on the Star Lord ship, whether they are immortals or real people, are staring at the black cracks.
, I have vaguely seen the darkness outside. This is the truth of the world, and its return is imminent.
Time seemed to slow down and the surroundings were quiet. No one noticed that after the four red lights bounced off each other, they staggered in one direction. When they settled in the air, they were respectively located in the southeast, northwest and northwest...
A Taoist in green clothes came singing. His long song broke the silence. He said: "It is neither copper, nor iron, nor steel. It was once hidden under Mount Sumeru... If you don't use Yin and Yang to reverse the refining process, how can it not be tempered by water and fire?"
"The immortals are powerful, the immortals are killed, the immortals are trapped in red lights everywhere, the transformations of the immortals are endless and wonderful... The blood of the Daluo Immortal is stained with blood."
Following the Tongtian Saint, Taishang, Yuanshi, and Nuwa appeared, each holding the four swords of Zhuxian, Killing the Immortal, Trapping the Immortal, and Absolute Immortal. Four rays of light circulated around the four saints, forming a network.
Yi Daoren frowned, feeling something was wrong...
A four-color formation diagram appeared from the battlefield below. Within a ten-mile radius, disciples of the three sects rushed forward, each looking for a core node position.
But in the center of the formation were three immortals: Taoist Xuandu, Taoist Randeng, and Taoist Duobao. They all called out at this time: "The main formation still lacks one eye. Emperor Yingwu must quickly enter the formation."
"Zhuxian Sword Formation"
Seeing this, Ye Qing perked up and jumped into the battle. At this moment, he gathered 40 million people and 500,000 troops. The real dragon rolled and suppressed the position.
"Tao soldiers join the position," Guan Yu ordered, riding his horse.
Real people such as Empress Xiaomi and Concubine Gan were the first to enter the core node of the formation. The soldiers looked at the light path under their feet to find small node positions. This formation is a top-quality immortal formation evolved from the dark side of heaven. The more people, the better, it is truly complete.
It is in the form of a great formation of ten thousand immortals. It cannot be assembled at this time, but the Taoist soldiers can join the formation to replenish their numbers. An extra point of strength is always beneficial.
The great array of brilliance shines, and a wave of power is transmitted to the sky.
"go to hell"
Seeing that something was not good, a green light that was only half the size before blasted down.
"Tai Chi diagram"
A Yin-Yang fish intercepted it upwards in mid-air. There was only a "boom" sound, and the Tai Chi diagram instantly dimmed in light and fell down, but half of the green light was still there.
"Pangu Banner"
Another one pushed up, exploded in the air, and the green light slowly faded.
Ye Qing looked at the tiny light explosion deep in the sky and took a deep breath. The sky was so high that he was not a battlefield he could touch.
"Your Majesty." Little Empress Mi reached out and held his hand, her eyes calm.
Ye Qing smiled at her, twisted the withered yellow peach leaf, and with a flash of green light, he tried to contact Da Siming, but there was no response for a while.
"Not nearby? Don't be late..."
In the blood-stained Julu City, everyone stepped on this piece of yellow land. Many soldiers didn't even know what the big ship that just appeared meant, but knew that it was the enemy. They were silent for a while, waiting for the saints above to intercept the outcome of the battle.
The same is true for the remaining real people in Julu City opposite. Although they are desperate to be abandoned, they can't help but think that if the powerful Star Lord Ship can kill all the saints, there will still be hope for themselves.
"You Qingmai came on time, how could you be late?" A vigorous voice sounded in Ye Qing's ears.
Ye Qing looked back anxiously and saw the figure of his old father-in-law. He was very surprised: "You are here to upgrade the Water Mansion..."
Long Jun's clone looked at the battlefield in the sky, nodded and said: "The two daughters are urging me hard, for fear of losing this good son-in-law, can I not come?"
Ye Qing took a closer look and saw a large number of water tribe guards behind him. Two dragon girls with beautiful faces were standing there, but they were Jing Yu and Hen Yun.
The two dragon girls nodded and smiled at him. After Jingyu saluted, they pursed their lips and remained silent, maintaining a demeanor between closeness and distance. Hengyun looked at Ye Qing's middle-aged body with his eyes and snorted... too old.
, she doesn’t like it.
"Don't worry, they will be in position outside... I can feel the main body. I think Da Siming and his colleagues will be there soon..." Long Jun said at last.