Wu Sheng was arranging his troops and horses. The intact dead soldiers and ghost soldiers formed an army, led by Jiang Qi and the demon spirit.
At this moment, the artillery outside Yanmen Pass began to fire, and Wu Sheng heard the rumbling sound of the cannon.
Wu Sheng flew into the sky and saw white smoke coming out.
There seemed to be shells flying out rapidly, but they couldn't be seen clearly.
"Where does this Long Chen come from so many strange things?"
Wu Sheng couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Although Long Yuan was powerful back then, his methods were the same as him, just cold weapons and nothing else.
Long Chen was different. He came up with gunpowder, which gave Wu Sheng a huge headache.
The ghost girl flew up and hung next to the Martial Saint. She looked at the artillery in front and said, "It looks powerful. The sergeant's casualties are not serious. It's just a useless thing."
The ghost girl saw that no one in the army clearing obstacles in front fell down, and felt that the power of the artillery was only that.
"When I break the barrier, I will skin this thief alive!"
Wu Sheng fell, 40,000 soldiers and horses were organized, and Qin Hao led 10,000 dead soldiers in front to destroy the barriers and open a way.
With the artillery on his head, Qin Hao pushed all the way to a place only one thousand meters away from Yanmen Pass. There was an open area in front of him.
"stop!"
Qin Hao shouted, and the dead soldiers lined up.
Finally, all the barriers were destroyed, and Yanmen Pass was ahead.
At a distance of one thousand meters, for those with advanced cultivation, it only takes one charge to attack Yanmen Pass.
"General Qin, we can't go any further."
Guite stood nearby, looking at the ground in front of him with vigilance.
"Is there a trap?"
Qin Hao now has traps in everything he sees.
Guitai said: "The thief may have buried gunpowder underground. I have suffered great losses."
"That day, General Gao and I led 5,000 elite troops to attack the city. We encountered a gunpowder explosion under the city, which cost more than half of our lives."
Qin Hao couldn't help but take a half step back, looked at the ground and frowned, "Wait until the lord comes over before making a decision."
Wu Sheng came from behind, followed by 40,000 troops.
The injured dead soldiers and ghost soldiers were at the back. Their fighting ability was not good, so Wu Sheng asked them to act according to their own situation in the rear.
The so-called "acting by ear" means that if the front line fights well, then forget about it. If the front line fights poorly, they will rush forward.
"Lord."
"Father."
Qin Hao and Gui Fei pay their respects.
Wu Sheng looked at the pass ahead and asked, "Why don't you enter?"
Qin Hao looked at Gui Fei, who said: "There may be traps underground, so I don't dare to take risks."
Wu Sheng glanced at Gui Fei coldly and snorted: "If you can't fall into the trap, what's the use of you!"
The ghost is speechless.
"Whether there is a trap or not, you will know once you try it!"
Wu Sheng walked forward slowly, his figure gradually became taller, and finally turned into a giant man more than fifty meters tall.
This is the secret skill of the Martial Saint.
The wild goose gate is closed.
Long Chen watched the Martial Saint walk out of the formation, his figure getting bigger and bigger, and the soldiers at the pass were all shocked.
A giant of more than fifty meters can step on Yanmen Pass with one foot.
Yu Wenkai said: "This is the secret skill of the Martial Saint - Giant God."
Wu Sheng raised his feet and walked forward. Every time he took a step, the ground shook slightly and made a rumbling sound.
When the soldiers at the pass saw such a tall figure, they felt fear in their hearts.
"This is the Martial Saint, the legendary hero who conquered all nations."
"He is really alive, really not dead."
"Is King Wu his opponent?"
There were so many legends about the Martial Saint that the officers and soldiers behind closed doors were shocked and confused.
Especially people in the martial arts world, they hear the most legends and are the most curious about martial arts saints.
Meng Yidao carried the giant blade on his back and watched the giant god approaching step by step. His fists clenched unconsciously, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The same happened to Zhuang Ling'er next to her. She was very nervous and felt her mouth was dry.
Thousands of martial arts people around him were already ready to flee.
They are opportunists. If the battle goes well, they will take the opportunity to capture a few ghosts as meat to improve their cultivation.
If the war doesn't go well, they will run away. Anyway, Long Chen is guarding the pass.
"I'm going to meet the Martial Saint!"
Long Chen packed up his things and sent the Storm Sword to the Empress, holding a spear made of sacred wood in his hand.
"You want to challenge the Martial Saint alone?"
Yu Wenkai asked excitedly.
Long Chen said: "Martial Saint is like this. If he walks step by step to the front of the pass and the ghost soldiers rush to kill him, the battle will be over."
The giant, which is more than fifty meters tall, can reach the pass in just a few steps.
If Wu Sheng sets foot on Yanmen Pass, the ghost soldiers behind him will be able to attack, and the defense of Yanmen Pass will fail.
Another point is that if the Martial Saint takes action, if Long Chen doesn't show his strength, the soldiers behind him will feel scared.
"careful!"
The empress knew what Long Chen was thinking. She didn't stop Long Chen, she just asked him to act carefully.
Long Chen stepped forward and floated forward. There was a dragon roar in the air, and a green dragon a hundred meters high condensed and slammed into Wu Sheng.
The Martial Saint stood on the head of the giant god. When he saw the hundred-meter-tall green dragon approaching, the giant god raised his hands and grabbed the green dragon.
The dragon's head hit the giant god, and the giant god grabbed the green dragon with both hands, and they started fighting.
From a distance, it looks like a giant man fighting with a giant python.
Martial Saint is on the head of the giant god, and Long Chen is on the head of Qinglong. The two are less than ten meters apart.
When the ghost girl saw Qinglong in the north, her expression suddenly turned bad.
The priest demon spirit said in surprise: "Long Chen actually learned the true state!"
The so-called true state is to let the true energy turn into something real.
After cultivating to the Martial Emperor level, you can activate the true energy; if you practice to the Emperor Supreme level, the true energy can be condensed and formed; if you practice to the true level, the true energy can form into certain forms, such as green dragons, fire phoenixes, and ghost skeletons.
The form of reality is not stable.
For example, the green dragon and fire phoenix in their true form are easily dissipated, as are the ghost skeletons with ghost fetuses.
However, it is different after cultivating to the true state. The condensed form of true energy is very stable, even the same as the real one.
The Titan of the Martial Saint is like this. He looks just like a real giant, and you can even see the luster of his skin.
This kind of realm was originally only possessed by martial saints and ghost girls, but I didn't expect that Long Chen would also cultivate to this level.
Not only the ghost girl was surprised, Qin Hao and the ghost baby were also surprised.
"This guy really hides his strength."
Qin Hao was finally completely sure that when the two of them were fighting just now, Long Chen deliberately concealed his strength and did not fight him seriously.
Long Chen's purpose in doing this was to lure the enemy deeper and lure the Martial Saint's army to attack forward.
Everyone fell into the trap.
Guitai's face was the ugliest. Just a few years ago, Long Chen was just a little eunuch, and everything was under Guitai's control.
Now Long Chen has completely surpassed him, and Gui Fei is no longer Long Chen's opponent.
"Little bastard!"
The ghost has no other choice but to curse.
Ahead, Long Chen and Wu Sheng were still fighting fiercely.
The green dragon was like a giant python clinging to the giant god. The green dragon opened its mouth wide and bit the giant god's head fiercely.
The giant kept roaring and tore hard with both hands, as if he wanted to tear the blue dragon in half.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and the soldiers behind the gates shouted and cheered.
Just now, all the soldiers were shocked by the giant god and felt that the Martial Saint was invincible.
Now seeing Long Chen and Wu Sheng fighting, they were overjoyed.
"King Wu is King Wu, and Saint Wu was stopped."
"King Wu's cultivation level has increased again, and this blue dragon looks just like the real one."
"A four-hundred-year-old monster is nothing more than that."
All the soldiers shouted with joy.
Meng Yidao pulled out the giant blade from his back, put it on his shoulder, and said with great joy: "King Wu will definitely win!"
