In the local small-group conflicts, because the empire was unfamiliar with the terrain and was the party taking the initiative to attack, Yan led Yu Yuan's escort to sneak attack and suffered considerable losses.
But the empire's goal of conquering Shushan was ultimately unstoppable. In just three days, Wang Li led his army to break through the Shushan shaman tribe and was about to drag away the Fusang Sacred Tree.
"What's going on, Shushan Wu Clan, they actually gave up on the tribe long ago."
Zhang Han looked at the empty and uninhabited Wu tribe in front of him, and instantly felt a bad premonition.
"Everyone, be careful!"
At the top of the back mountain, on top of the huge golden crown of the sacred tree, a vague figure slowly appeared.
"Invade other people's homes wantonly, I'm here to teach you a lesson."
The old and hoarse voice was not very loud, but it sounded strangely in the hearts of everyone in the Qin army. Including Wang Li, Zhang Han, Yueshen, etc., no one could resist this voice.
The Moon God's eyes bloomed like a sea of stars, he made a seal with his hands, and the green aura of Longyou hovered around him.
She looked up at the figure high in the sky at the back of the mountain, and spoke with difficulty: "He is from the Shu Mountain Wu Clan, in the realm of heaven and man."
Zhang Han's eyes widened, his hands trembling slightly as he grasped the hilt of the sword, and an angry growl seeped out from between his clenched teeth: "Any attempt to hinder the Qianqiu Base of Daqin and the Heavenly Realm is nothing more than a clown!
"
The old priest didn't even look at Zhang Han. He held the void with his right hand and smashed it, as if he had pulled the sky and threw it down. Suddenly, the whole Shu Mountain was shaken by violent winds, lightning and thunder.
"The wind of no mercy, the punishment from heaven."
"You bastard!"
General Wang Li roared to the sky, jumped up from his horse, and immediately unsheathed his sword.
"The whole army obeyed the order and formed a formation to meet the enemy. They turned a stone and stood thousands of feet tall, as tall as a mountain!"
"Mountain! Mountain! Mountain!"
Armor-piercing soldiers who have fought in hundreds of battles, this legion has the power of tens of thousands of troops. Under the command of Wang Jian, they once killed two farmers' elders in the Heavenly Realm in one battle.
At this moment, Wang Li, led by Wang Li, also gathered his troops and prepared to fight against the old priest of the Shushan Wu Clan's Heavenly Realm.
"Hehehe, the great military power is indeed comparable to the power of heaven and earth. But little Huangkou, you are still not far behind."
The old priest's loud laughter echoed between heaven and earth, and the deep thunderclouds in the sky followed with violent thunder.
For several miles around, it was clearly daytime but the sky was dark. The howling wind was as sharp as a knife, and together with the terrifying thunderstorm, it was destroying the imperial army formation.
"For the sake of Your Majesty and the sake of Great Qin, I, Zhang Han, with my humble body, will never regret it even if I die."
The sword energy of Long Xiang Sword had already been aroused to the limit, and blood overflowed from the corner of Zhang Han's mouth.
He stepped forward despite the pressure, held his long sword high, took the lead, and inspired morale, "When a man is alive, there is no need to fear death. Soldiers, our Great Qin Empire will be ours for three generations and four generations, for eternity. We are the cornerstone. Kill~
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"Kill! Kill!"
Wang Li glanced at Zhang Han, the flesh on his face was trembling, he couldn't say a word, and his clenched teeth were stained red with blood.
The old priest was suspended high in the sky, overlooking the Qin army who was still struggling to support him. He twitched his eyebrows and said, "Can you please help me?"
The Fuso Sacred Tree released its light in response. The old priest's face turned red, he stroked his beard and smiled, "That's enough, thank you very much."
The golden light of the sacred tree faded away, and he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, "The sun rises in the east and the moon sets in the west. Heaven and earth are constant, and all things follow. A hundred years of life is like the wind passing through the pine trees. I want to look at it, but I can't offer it.
The essence of the sun is on this peak. It radiates upward and downward, and follows the same path all over the sea."
After a hoarse chant, the strong wind died down and the thunder and lightning dissipated. Before Wang Li, Zhang Han and others breathed a sigh of relief and saw a sun emerging from the sky and falling down in shock.
Boom~
Shushan trembled, and the army collapsed instantly. Tens of thousands of imperial soldiers rolled their eyes and lost consciousness.
"Pfft~"
Zhang Han spurted out a mouthful of blood, grabbed his sword and fell to his knees. His vision gradually blurred, "This is the unity of heaven and man. How is it possible, human, human..."
Can human beings, individuals, really achieve this level...
The army was defeated. As the general, Wang Li was already lying on the ground. It was extremely difficult to move a finger. His face was pressed against the soil of Shu Mountain, and the blood flowing out of his mouth was muddy.
"Failed, no, it shouldn't be..."
In the realm of fighting and killing the gods, what my grandfather could do, why couldn't I...
There was deathly silence all over Shushan Mountain. Zhang Han and Wang Li truly experienced the power of heaven and man for the first time, and at this time they fell into despair.
Phew~
Slightly windy.
A group of dark clouds gradually drifted toward Shu Mountain from a distance. At the same time, "The stars are unpredictable, people are hot and cold. Yin and Yang are laws, and life and death are impermanent."
The vast sound shook the space, and a majestic figure, wearing a black robe and a golden crown, walked through the air.
"Fusang Sacred Tree, I am the Eastern Emperor Taiyi."
With just one word, the world just illuminated by the sun once again fell into endless darkness.
The majestic Shushan Mountain was divided into two parts, light and dark, by the confrontation between two masters of the Heavenly Realm.
Zhang Han's pupils reflected the figure of Dong Huang Taiyi, and his blood-stained lips trembled, "This is the headmaster of the Yin Yang family, Dong Huang."
Each of the hundreds of schools of thought has been passed down for hundreds of years, influencing the rise and fall of dynasties around the world, and influencing the direction of the times. Even the empire has to respect those existences that stand at the limits of mankind.
The old priest's white eyebrows tightened, and his deep old eyes looked at Donghuang Taiyi twice, "The evil devil is twisted, it turns out that the source is you."
Donghuang Taiyi knew what he was talking about and was not angry. Instead, he smiled calmly and said, "Haha, your Excellency defeated the mountain ghost ten years ago. Although she did not die completely, she was at least a member of the Yin Yang family. Today, I
Come and meet with Your Excellency in person."
He flicked his sleeve, revealing a pitch-black hand, "Xuanming will not cause the three realms to become dim."
As soon as Donghuang Tai made a move, with a light palm, the black hole swallowed everything.
The old priest's face changed drastically, and he simply retreated to the top of the Fusang Sacred Tree, using both hands to say, "Destroy, the golden flame will burn the evil."
The golden flame and the black hole were at loggerheads, and the terrifying aftermath shook the earth and the mountains.
At this moment, except for the two of them, no one in the entire Shu Mountain could maintain a clear consciousness.
With the help of the spiritual support of the sacred tree, the old priest successfully annihilated the black hole, and an invisible ripple distorted the air and spread infinitely.
Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but praise: "Not bad. I can't remember the last one. Is there anyone who can take over the palm of my hand?"
"Donghuang Taiyi, blaspheme your soul, I don't even have to see your future fate."
The old priest moved his right hand, grasped the flying withered wood staff, and snorted coldly: "Huh, if you want to take away the sacred tree, your short-sighted vision cannot see what kind of disaster mankind will face."
"Your Excellency is talking about Yu Yuan's seal. Hahaha~"
Donghuang Taiyi looked up to the sky and laughed, dismissing this.
"Yu Yuan's seal is a disaster that destroys the world. If the world continues to be like this, what's the point of destruction? You are the one who is short-sighted, the old man of the Wu clan who has been clinging to the weak for thousands of years."
"How about this move? The Yin energy submerges in the three realms and becomes dim, while the Yang energy spreads in Kyushu and makes the day long."
His hands moved together, the yin and yang qi coexisted harmoniously, and the sky was opened by a giant hand.
Dong Huangtai clasped his hands together, and the giant hands immediately moved towards the sacred tree.