Qin Yutong opened the door and walked out of it with Zhang Ruochen.
Seeing this scene, Yan Kaixuan, who was standing outside, became even more angry and said in a deep voice: "Because of your prince's edict, many old ministers came to Shengming City one after another. Now, the city has become a river of blood, but you are still addicted to it.
In the land of gentleness, I will kill her first today."
Qin Yutong has extremely charming beauty and temperament. Even people in the holy realm will be extremely obsessed with her when they see her.
It is quite normal for Yan Kaixuan to have misunderstandings.
Yan Kaixuan took out a sacred sword with animal patterns and dragged out a brilliant wave of swords. Immediately, a terrifying force of destruction swept towards Qin Yutong, intending to kill her.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes condensed, he stretched out his right hand, and the holy energy surged out, condensing into a huge shadow of a divine elephant.
Turning the palm over, the shadow of the statue suddenly swooped down.
"Boom."
Yan Kaixuan was suppressed by the shadow of the idol and fell to one knee on the ground, unable to move. He stared at Zhang Ruochen in shock: "How... is it possible..."
A big shot in the early stage of True Sainthood was suppressed by Zhang Ruochen with one blow.
In the fight a few days ago, Zhang Ruochen used the time sword technique and Shen Yuan's ancient sword to severely injure Yan Kaixuan.
Without the blessing of time and power, Yan Kaixuan believed that he could contend with Zhang Ruochen for a while. Even if he lost, he could at least protect himself and retreat calmly.
In just a few days, Zhang Ruochen's strength at least doubled. Even if Zhang Ruochen didn't use the time sword technique, Yan Kaixuan would not be able to compete with him.
Grandma Bai Su rushed over and interceded for Yan Kaixuan, saying: "Your Highness, he doesn't know your plan to attack the Lingxiaotian Palace. Please let him go again."
Although Yan Kaixuan offended Zhang Ruochen, he was a very bloody person after all, and he had cultivated to the realm of a true saint. Zhang Ruochen could tolerate such a person again.
Zhang Ruochen withdrew his holy power and snorted coldly: "There won't be a third time."
Just yesterday, Zhang Ruochen successfully broke through to the Pure Land realm and made great progress in cultivation. It is naturally not difficult to suppress a person in the early stage of True Saint.
Yan Kaixuan looked at Grandma Baisu and asked, "What's the plan to attack the Lingxiao Palace?"
Granny Bai Su gave Yan Kaixuan a cold look and said, "Do you think everyone is as impulsive as you? To attack the Lingxiaotian Palace, you must first destroy the city defense formation of Shengming City. Otherwise, once the city defense formation is activated, even if
No matter how many strong men we send out, they will still die."
Yan Kaixuan's eyes were shocked, and he finally realized that His Highness the Crown Prince really wanted to attack the Lingxiao Palace, and asked: "How long will it take for me to take action before I join the battle?"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked northwest, only to see a golden holy light emanating from his body next to a rockery in King Mingjiang.
"Are you interested, Uncle Twelve Emperors, in following me back to the palace tonight to pay homage to your ancestors at the Emperor's Ancestral Hall?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
King Mingjiang said: "Tonight, if I can destroy the Lingxiao Palace, I will definitely swear an oath in front of my ancestors to be loyal to you from now on and rebuild the Holy Ming. If I want to fight, I will fight to turn the world upside down."
The people in the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace obviously knew that Zhang Ruochen would never be able to stay in hiding forever, and that he was definitely brewing a huge storm.
Therefore, heavy troops are stationed in all major cities and are ready. As long as Zhang Ruochen takes action, troops can be sent out to suppress it immediately.
At dusk on this day, the entire Shengming City seemed extremely depressed and dull.
In Fengwu Palace, there are nearly 30,000 monks gathered, who are the elites under the throne of Mingjiang. Their armors are all printed with the word "Holy Ming". They gather from all directions, and they all have at least the cultivation level of Tianji Realm.
In addition, there were a dozen saint-level figures, headed by Granny Bai Su and Yan Kaixuan, lined up in a row, exuding overwhelming fighting spirit.
Zhang Ruochen took out more than a dozen holy creatures from Mingzong from the world of heaven and earth, including the Blood Moon Ghost King, Princess Bai Li, Guo Guo, Demon Ape, and the awakened A Le. They are all saints.
The strongest among them.
Grandma Bai Su held a ten-foot-long iron box and stood on a high platform on a spiritual mountain. She raised her voice and asked: "The battle flag eight hundred years ago will finally be fluttered in the wind. Who will take charge?"
The person holding the battle flag must be at the forefront and guide the direction of the army.
"This prince personally holds the flag."
Zhang Ruochen strode forward, took out the battle flag from the iron box, waved his arm, and a battle flag with the word "Sheng Ming" on it spread out with a pop.
Zhang Ruochen mobilized the holy energy in his body and poured it into it.
"Pop."
A series of explosions sounded from inside the battle flag, and the flagpole became longer and thicker. Finally, it became a hundred feet long and as thick as a pillar. It broke out of the hidden formation of Fengwu Palace and made a hunting sound.
"Roar!"
Not far away, the demon ape roared angrily, and its body became three hundred feet tall. Although it was not the most gigantic state, it was still extremely shocking. The vast demonic energy pouring out of it enveloped the entire city and alarmed countless monks.
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Zhang Ruochen held the battle flag in his hand, flew to the right shoulder of the demon ape, pointed in the direction of the Lingxiao Palace, and said, "Fight!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
The monks in Fengwu Palace, led by more than twenty saints, rushed towards the Lingxiao Palace like a tide at the fastest speed.
The earth was rumbling and shaking, and in the sky, billowing black clouds blocked the sunset.
In an instant, a powerful battle force spread throughout most of Shengming City.
"There was turmoil. There was a big commotion. The Canglong Army immediately went to suppress it."
An army wearing white armor was closest to Feng Wu Palace. There were 80,000 people in total. Some were riding wild beasts running on the ground, and some were riding wild birds flying in the sky, attacking the Shengming army.
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The two armies collided.
The Canglong Army was crushed, and a large area was cleared by more than twenty saints in an instant.
On the ground, the remaining Canglong Army sergeants were wiped out by the Shengming army that followed closely behind, leaving behind a large number of dead bodies and blood staining the streets.
In mid-air, Guo Guo transformed into a sky-devouring demonic dragon with a body that was dozens of miles long. With just one mouth, it swallowed up one third of the Canglong Army flying in the air.
The remaining Canglong Army, riding wild birds, fled towards the Lingxiao Palace in fear.
There was actually a saint in the Canglong army. He ran away and shouted: "Zhang Ruochen has rebelled! He is leading an army to attack Shengming City. Ring the Wuding Bell quickly...ah..."
Zhang Ruochen stood on the demon ape's shoulder, took out the Blue Sky Bow and the White Sun Arrow, and shot out with one arrow.
With a "bang" sound, the holy body of the saint burst open and turned into a ball of blood mist, with a large amount of holy blood, spilling to the ground.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
The unfixed bells in every city were rung, announcing that eight hundred years later, Shengming City would once again lead to an unparalleled war.
"Even if there is a war between saints, the indefinite bell will not be rung. What big event happened, and why are hundreds of bells ringing at the same time?"
All the monks in the city were alarmed and were horrified after learning the truth.
In just half an hour, Shengming's army was only ten miles away from Lingxiao's palace, and armies from major cities rushed to rescue them.
The Canglong Army, the Red Dragon Army, the Black Dragon Army, the Green Dragon Army, and the White Dragon Army, five armies with more than two million sergeants, are like locusts, guarding the Lingxiao Palace.
Both the sky and the earth are filled with dense black dots.
"Today the prince returns to the imperial palace. Those who stand in the way will die, and those who kneel to welcome him will live."
Grandma Bai Su's cultivation has reached the realm of the Holy Saint, and she can be called the most powerful person under the Saint King.
She sacrificed a Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifact with eight thousand inscriptions. In an instant, all the inscriptions were activated, and a sea of crimson fire surged out, attacking the five imperial armies.
After the sea of fire poured out, the imperial sergeants were like scarecrows, burned into ashes in pieces.
"You are so courageous. Is Lingxiao Tianwang's Mansion a place you can break into?"
The leader of the Red Dragon Army, led the three saints in the army, and jointly launched a weapon that was close to the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact, and bombarded Granny Bai Su, trying to stop her.
"Boom."
Grandma Baisu's cultivation was extremely powerful. She launched sixteen bombardments in a row, blasting the three saints in the Red Dragon Army to pieces, leaving no bones left.
Only the leader of the Red Dragon Army managed to save his life and fled towards the army.
The Red Dragon Army was seriously injured, with bloodshot eyes hanging from his mouth, and the holy armor on his body was beaten to tatters. He stared at Granny Bai Su with some horror and shouted: "It's the Holy Saint, it's the Holy Saint, hurry up and activate all the weapons."
The army formed a battle formation and crushed her to death."
"Wow——"
Zhang Ruochen shot another daylight arrow, hitting the chest of the leader of the Red Dragon Army. The impact of the arrow sent his wounded body flying backwards, and hit the city gate of the Lingxiaotian Palace with a bang.
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The leader of the Red Dragon Army was extremely tyrannical in cultivation, reaching the peak of a true saint. He actually blocked the arrow of the day and did not die.
"Roar."
The demon ape was fearless, like a mountain, rushing forward crazily, crashing into the army, and swiped out in all directions with its two big hands containing the power of the demon.
Just like swatting a mosquito, each blow of the demon ape can break a large piece of the soldier's body.
Princess Bai Li, Guo Guo, and the Blood Moon Ghost King followed closely, advancing together with the Demon Ape and Zhang Ruochen.
Princess Bai Li holds the Yin Kong Tower, and every time she activates it, she can sweep across a large area. She takes mysterious steps, leaving behind a series of phantoms, and kills the leader of the Red Dragon Army, hoping to completely kill him while he is injured.
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The Blood Moon Ghost King was even more terrifying. With her ghost body as the center, tens of thousands of ghost shadows emerged, turning into a dark wind and rushing forward.
The imperial army fell downwards like rain.
You must know that figures at the level of true saints and saints can serve as saints in a medieval family, and they are definitely the top level figures.
Nowadays, several such figures appear one after another. In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of thousands of troops have been smashed into bloody mud. They have piled up thickly on the ground, and the blood has gathered into a small stream.
The scene was so brutal that it frightened the court sergeants who had experienced hundreds of battles into a daze. Fortunately, a steady stream of troops came to support them, otherwise they would have probably started to flee.
"Zhang Ruochen actually dared to start a war, and actually dared to attack the Lingxiaotian Palace. That's crazy!"
In Shengming City, many monks were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they fled away from the Lingxiaotian Palace for fear of being affected.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already raised the Holy War Flag. What are you waiting for? Go over there and fight side by side with His Highness. Kill the King of Heaven, kill the imperial army, and avenge your dead relatives and friends."
"Today, we must capture the Lingxiao Palace and rebuild the Shengming Central Empire. Come on, kill them all..."
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In Shengming City, the other descendants of the old tribes and officials of the previous dynasty saw the "Shengming" battle flag and all rushed out, heading straight towards the palace of Lingxiaotian.
The war has begun, and this night is destined to be a mountain of corpses and a river of blood.
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(There will be something happening tomorrow, so the update time is not yet certain, but I will notify you on Weibo in advance.
Everyone can pay attention to "Feitianyu's Weibo". I'm really sorry. In fact, Xiaoyu has also been locked up at home to code words, but something really happened.)