First it was Wang Baobao, then Zhao Tong, Xuan Jizi, why did this Prisoner Demon Peak suddenly come down and intervene?!
This is naturally a problem. But looking at Zhao Tong and others, leading the demon army, the demon pestle showing off its power, the demon flag flying, the wooden fish dripping blood, fighting with Ao Ji and others in the air, Wuxu couldn't help but feel excited, as if he was holding back.
After sighing for a long time, it was finally time to vent.
When he carefully probed with his spiritual consciousness, when they were fighting, spells were flying, spiritual energy was stirring, and the radiation spread over a wide range. The Yingtian Mansion monks who had been lined up in the air without fighting were caught off guard and were also involved one after another.
In a battle between left and right, the monks on Yingtian Mansion’s side, whether they are ghost cultivators or
Well, whether it is a Confucian monk, a Taoist monk, a real person monk, or an ordinary monk, they have not yet reached the state where the Supreme Being forgets his feelings. It didn’t take long for him to simply take advantage of the situation and join forces with Wang Baobao, Zhao Tong, and Xuan Jizi.
The demon cultivators joined forces and started fighting with the large number of demon cultivators from the East China Sea.
It gets dark and then gets bright again. Countless dazzling lights burst out from the sky, and countless deafening roars are heard. Thousands of monks fight in the air, stepping on the clouds, wearing haloes, with all kinds of strange faces, magic weapons, and scriptures.
It's like a masquerade party in later generations. Looking from a distance, it's all kinds of weird. It's hard to tell not only between humans and monsters, but also between humans and ghosts, and between humans and demons. If you don't look carefully, it's also hard to tell who was born and who died.
On the ground, Ying Tianfu's army saw all their own monks in the sky participating in the battle, and saw reinforcements arriving from the north of Qufu City. The enemy camp in front of them became quite panicked, and their morale was immediately boosted. They felt that life and death depended on success or failure.
, there is really no need to supervise the team, they all rush forward risking their lives.
The battle between the monks in the sky was so huge and dazzling that it almost completely covered up the mortal battle on the ground. Wuxu could only imagine and stare at it from afar, but he had some inexplicable feelings.
Wuxu suppressed the excitement in his heart for the time being and said to Zhang Cuilu and others, "The matter in the southeast is over. I am determined to go north to kill the arrogant East China Sea Dragon Clan. I wonder if you fellow Taoists are willing to help me?"
The current situation, including the fierce battle in the night sky in the north, Zhang Cuilu and others in the nine-leaf green lotus lantern, have no clear understanding of it. When they heard Wuxu say this, they couldn't help but ponder.
When Wuxu saw this, he thought, "If the Nine-leaf Green Lotus Lantern is not supported by the huge power of faith and wish, its combat power is probably equivalent to that of a real monk, and it will not be of much use. Moreover, in this battle, the real spirit
The great monks are also secretly paying attention to the manipulation. If something goes wrong and their true spirit bodies are discovered, then
It's very bad." Then he said, "There is danger ahead. Fellow Taoists, why not stay in the Buddha lamp and stay at the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva Dojo in Putuo Mountain to protect yourself and practice practice. I will go back as soon as I go.
." After saying this, he hurriedly offered sacrifices to the Dharma Realm Dojo, hid himself in the void, and flew towards the northwest.
When Zhang Cuilu and others saw that Wuxu had disappeared as soon as he finished speaking, they hurriedly sent a message with their spiritual consciousness. After a while, they could only receive a reply with the words "Don't worry, I won't die." This place was already a hundred miles away from Mount Putuo.
Far away, Zhang Cuilu and others wanted to pursue him, but they were afraid that they would not be able to catch up with Wuxu, who had already gone far away. Instead, they were intercepted by a great monk like Xianshan, so they had no choice but to follow Wuxu's words and retreat to Mount Putuo.
.......
Wuxu flew all the way, passing through Zhenjiang and over Yangzhou. On the ground below, there were constant sounds of killing. Countless torches gathered into long dragons, fighting with each other. In the sky, Guo Min led a group of monks, fighting with each other.
A group of East Sea demon cultivators fought fiercely, and it was hard to separate.
Wuxu, in the Dharma Realm Dojo, saw the fluttering figure of Guo Minyu, fighting alone with two real monks. She held a ball of fiery red in her left hand. The fiery red ball was like completely melted molten iron, extremely hot, and followed it
The jade palm flips over, transforming into various forms, like a mountain, then flying
"Mountain" in various fonts, and "water" in various fonts flew out, each with hidden secrets. A Taoist priest in simple clothes seemed to be very knowledgeable and did not touch it easily. He frowned and said
With a short sword that is neither gold nor wood, a circle of Tai Chi diagrams are evolved.
pattern. On the right side is a monk wearing a sea-green monk's robe. This monk has white beard and eyebrows, and his hands are empty, but he is very powerful. Guo Min holds the sword secret in his right hand, and the jade sword is divided into nine sword shadows.
, countless sword energy filled the sky, forming a blue-light sword formation. This old monk
, stepped forward calmly, with every step there was a sound of tide, and with every step a green lotus appeared, he walked leisurely towards Guo Min. Guo Min's sword light and sword energy was airtight, flying to him.
When it is around, it either swings away or disperses on its own, like a sword piercing the sea.
This Taoist priest is probably a Taoist priest from the Biyou Palace in the East China Sea; this old monk must be a master from the Haiku Temple in the East China Sea. Wu Xu secretly thought and looked around for a while, and saw the old monk getting closer and closer to Guo Min, and then saw Ying Tian
The other monks in the mansion were too distracted to care for themselves. After hesitating for a moment, they quietly flew towards the Taoist priest from behind. When they got close, they suddenly used the Confucian Haoran Qi Heart Technique and stabbed out the iron sword used to pretend to be Song Xiong.
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The Taoist priest seemed to have noticed it a long time ago. When Wuxu flew close to the stabbing sword, he suddenly turned his body to one side and flew backwards several feet. At the same time, he backhanded the sword and stabbed towards where Wuxu was. He grasped the timing.
It was just right when Wuxu and Guo Min were very close; he turned sideways and flew upside down.
, but made Wuxu and Guo Min face each other with their swords. If either Wuxu or Guo Min withdraws their moves, they will risk being injured by the other party. If neither of them withdraws their moves, then only the lightning will be needed.
The Taoist priest took advantage of the flint and hit Wuxu with a backhand sword.
What a bullshit! Wuxu couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart. However, Guo Min seemed to recognize Wuxu and stood there without evading. Instead, his left hand suddenly changed his moves, and his jade palm suddenly stood up, pointing towards
The old monk on the right slapped him hard.
Wuxu was dumbfounded, "Hey Guo Min, even if you recognize me, what's the use? The iron sword in your hand can no longer be held back. Do you have the ability to bear my sword?" In shock, he was in a dilemma, and there was no time to elaborate.
Thinking about it, he had no choice but to try his best to dissipate the force of the sword while flying upward diagonally.
The Mandala Dharma Realm of Lamaism can basically not be broken by monks with similar cultivation levels. But Wuxu's iron sword is outside at the moment, and his breath is leaking. The Taoist priest of Bishui Palace has traces to follow. A sword intention, reflected
Turn negative
Yang, extremely chilling. There was a violent earthquake in the Dharma Realm Dojo. Wuxu, who was sitting in the Tianyuan Temple in the dojo, shook violently, and then flew up. The energy and blood in his body reversed, and his throat became sweet, and he almost couldn't help but spray.
came out.
At the same time, outside, in front of Guo Min's right side, the old monk from Haiku Temple was caught off guard and was also hit by the ball of fiery red. His whole body seemed to be in a fire, his eyebrows were all ablaze, and there was a look of panic on his face.
, turned around and fled away. Seeing this scene, the Biyou Palace Taoist priest also sheathed his sword and flew towards Zhenjiang Fucheng.
Wuxu took back his iron sword and went to the Dharma Realm Dojo. He looked at Guo Min with a complicated expression and then flew away.
Guo Min suddenly didn't realize it. His face was still watery, one hand was red and the other was green, and he continued to charge forward.
...
The sound of killing behind them gradually became fainter, but the sound of killing in front grew louder and louder. It was Tang He who led the army from Bengbu, attacked by land and water simultaneously, and attacked at starry night. However, they fought against the demon army of the East China Sea in the Sihong area on the north bank of Hongze Lake.
Hongze Lake was originally the first stronghold captured by Zhao Tong after he became a demon. He led Chuzhou soldiers after traveling thousands of miles. All the 20,000 troops turned into demons in this lake. Even after Zhu Yuanzhang led his army to the Northern Expedition, he gathered
Buddhists and Taoists have done some work to resolve this issue.
Today's Hongze Lake is still blue in color, with water and grass like beasts, fish and shrimp mutating, and a heavy evil spirit. At night, it is even more eerie and quiet, like a ghost land. Speaking of dangers, it is the same as the one that killed hundreds of thousands of people.
There is no difference between the navy and Poyang Lake.
But at this moment tonight, in the Sihong area on the northern shore of Hongze Lake, there are shadows on and outside the lake, and the sound of killings is deep. In the lingering night fog with a faint demonic aura, the light is distorted, and everything is not very real.
tall war
The ship was like an iceberg sleeping under the night, moving slowly, then pouring down one by one, and melting one by one. On the ground, the flags looked like paper, and the horses and soldiers looked like they were made of wax, with very light colors and long slanting shadows.
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Everything was gray, with no blood-red raining down, and no jumping and flowing torches. Hissing and shouting sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling, or weeping in the cold night wind.
Wuxu suddenly let out a low sigh, why are there no monks participating in the battle? Although the demon flag is powerful, when the monks fight and each perform their spells, this place will naturally be as bright and gorgeous as the front, instead of being so depressing and gloomy.
Wuxu stepped forward again. As expected, almost no monks participated in the battle. Those few monks were not high in cultivation and were scattered among the ground army. Although hundreds of thousands of people fell down with one attack, they were all gone.
As tiny as a grain of rice.
Wuxu, stepped forward again and took a closer look. There were almost no monks left in Yingtian Mansion's headquarters near Sihong. The few that he had just seen were almost all from the East China Sea Demon Army.
Wuxu, stepped forward again, took a closer look, and was suddenly shocked! In the direction of Huai'an, the demonic aura was like smoke. If calculated by the number, there were probably more than two thousand, among which there were dozens of auras, all of which were cultivated like real people.
For the realm! There are several breaths, although they are bright or dark
, but it made Wuxu feel inexplicably dangerous. Could it be that the more than a thousand demon cultivators who had been sent to the southeast also gathered in Huai'an? They did not guard the southeast, and they did not go to Sihong to participate in the war, let alone Qufu Yuncheng to help.
Why are they so far apart?
Wuxu restrained his breath and flew quietly towards Huai'an. Then he saw the rich and handsome Ninth Prince Ao Feng, leading a group of real demon cultivators, standing calmly over Huai'an, facing the direction of Qufu in the northwest, seemingly calm.
In their spare time, they talked and laughed, as if they were admiring the scenery or watching a big show. Both inside and outside the city, as well as in the airspace slightly lower, were full of demon cultivators flying around.
Ao Feng was surrounded by real demon cultivators, and there were several of them. Wuxu seemed to have some impression that they were not good people. Wuxu did not dare to get too close, and was only thinking about how to catch one or two little demons in the periphery to investigate.
News.No, Ao
The words of Feng and others came again. They were a group of demon cultivators, high-spirited and without any scruples. They actually talked clearly in the empty night sky. Although the sound was not loud, it was enough to make Wuxu in the distance understand.
Hear it clearly.
Wuxu listened attentively for a while, and then he jumped up in anger in the Dharma Realm Dojo! It turned out that Ao Feng, the ninth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, was jealous that the Dragon King did not send him to preside over the battle of Qufu. In order to show off, he actually ordered that the Huai'an Mansion should be destroyed.
Hundreds of miles of human race were slaughtered! Euphemistically known as the strong wall and clear wilderness, it prevents the true dragon spirit of the human race from growing stronger, and prevents the Confucian ghosts from cultivating their spiritual energy.
More than 100,000 unarmed human beings within a radius of hundreds of miles were all massacred! Wuxu was anxious and angry, sad and angry. He resisted the urge to rush forward and quietly retreated, flying nearby for a while, thinking to himself
Anyway, as a Buddhist monk, I have to cast spells to save the souls of the dead. But Yuefei
, the more frightened I feel, the colder my heart becomes as I fly. In the hundreds of miles around, apart from the occasional lonely ghosts that slip through the net, there is a fishy evil spirit. Looking at the situation, countless innocent souls have been refined by magic. It turns out that
, this is the so-called, strong wall and clear wilderness, which prevents the true dragon spirit of the human race from becoming stronger, and prevents the Confucian ghost cultivation spirit from flourishing!
...
Prince Wu's Mansion in Yingtian has been quiet since Wu King Zhu Yuanzhang personally led his army to the north. Especially at night, the concubines and servants turned off the lights early and went to bed to rest. Only a few people were left in the huge palace.
Some of the soldiers who stayed behind patrolled silently, holding lanterns and torches.
But tonight, there seems to be something unusual. As usual, there are many vague and palpitating atmospheres everywhere in the palace. At midnight, a man in black sneaks into the palace from nowhere. He seems to be very familiar.
The environment and layout of the palace, and even the hours and routes of patrols by soldiers, are not
Walking in an extremely dark place with no light or shadow, just after a group of patrolling soldiers passed by, he walked swaggering under the light. Some important secrets, places, and occasionally there was a storm, so the man did not panic.
I took out a vermilion token without haste, and immediately the wind stopped and the air stopped. It was like entering a deserted land.
But finally, the man in black stopped and stood quietly in front of a small bamboo forest against the wall on the west side of the backyard of the palace. Suddenly, a layer of milky white mist rose up in the bamboo forest, and the white mist spread slightly with the night wind.
, a moment later, the elegance disappeared without a trace, and the mysterious man in black seemed to have never been there.
A far-reaching secret room, with more than a hundred crystal-clear luminous pearls inlaid on the top, first wound into a round ring, and then in the ring, they clashed left and right but were arranged in an orderly manner, forming a flying claw.
The dragon shape is flying in a circle with its head raised, especially the two luminous pearls used as the finishing touch. They are as big as fists, and their light is very bright. It is extremely rare. Countless rays of light fall down like this, illuminating the secret room.
On the stone walls on the left and right sides of the secret room, there are many reliefs with profound meanings, including pictures of presenting prisoners during a great victory, pictures of sitting and talking about Taoism, pictures of the growth of all things, pictures of busy farming in spring... Under the clever refraction of optical fibers, they are lifelike and as if
It felt like I was coming back to life. There were cushions and stone chairs, but there was no one there.
The man in black who disappeared into the white mist of the bamboo forest had no intention of caring about this. He looked ahead, strode from the door to the innermost part of the secret room, then knelt on one knee, raised his head and clasped his fists, and said loudly, "Wen
At this moment, the black scarf on his head has been torn off, and he has a square and dignified face. Although he looks a little tired, he can't hide his chilling and fortitude. It's the man who was fighting bravely in Zhenjiang just now.
Li Wenzhong who killed the enemy!
And Li Wenzhong was singing these words loudly at this moment. If anyone else heard this, they would be shocked! Wu Wang Zhu Yuanzhang is not presiding over the overall situation in Shangqiu thousands of miles away at this moment, leading his army to fight to the death with the main force of the East China Sea Demon Army? Why?
He returned to Prince Yingtian’s Mansion without anyone noticing?!
Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the high platform and did not speak. He just motioned for Li Wenzhong to get up. After staring at Li Wenzhong for a moment, he first asked in detail about the current situation in Yingtian Mansion, and then casually asked about the Yingtian Mansion defenders and the East China Sea in Zhenjiang and Yangzhou.
Seeing the fighting situation between the demon army, he stopped talking and just waved his hand to signal Li Wenzhong to retreat.
Li Wenzhong was fighting fiercely on the front line, and suddenly received a secret call from Zhu Yuanzhang, asking him to return to the palace secretly and quickly. He also repeatedly ordered that no one else should know about it, and even if he entered the palace, he could not be seen by others. Li Wenzhong followed the order and sneaked back to the palace overnight.
They thought that Zhu Yuanzhang would have secret instructions or military orders, but who knew that after Zhu Yuanzhang asked about the situation, he immediately
He waved his hand and ordered him to retreat. He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he had to retreat. When he walked out of the door of the secret room, he turned around reluctantly, only to find that he was already outside the bamboo forest. The bamboo forest
There was not even a mouse in the room, not to mention the secret room. After thinking about it, he still covered his face, left the palace as he had come, and flew towards Zhenjiang and Yangzhou.
After Li Wenzhong left, a person suddenly appeared opposite Zhu Yuanzhang in the secret room. This person had sharp eyebrows and wide lips. He looked a bit younger than Zhu Yuanzhang, who had a gloomy look on his face, but he had an imposing manner.
He is no weaker than Zhu Yuanzhang, and judging from his expression, he seems to have no fear of Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at this person sharply and said calmly, "I have the aura of the True Dragon Emperor to protect my body. Even if I am the Dragon King of the East China Sea, with the cultivation level of a True Spirit Great Monk, what can I do? Why should I?
Are you in such a hurry to go to Mount Lushan?"
The young man smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, one moment and another. At the beginning, although you used the spirit of the True Dragon Emperor to repel the palm of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, it caused the mountains to collapse and the earth to break up, and countless people were killed and injured. Now, the East China Sea has transformed.
After you have mastered your physical demon cultivation and killed countless soldiers and civilians, is your True Dragon Emperor Qi still so powerful?
Once tonight is over and Yingtian Mansion’s army is defeated, and the southeastern lands are also called Buddhist Kingdoms, how much of your True Dragon Emperor Qi is left? By then, fellow Daoist Zhu, you won’t be able to leave even if you want to." At this point.
, the young man suddenly said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, even if you are not afraid of death, why should the common people in the world deserve it?"
Zhu Yuanzhang did not answer. A stream of green dragon energy, with golden light, flew out of his body and flew around him. From time to time, he was like a living creature, emitting bursts of angry dragon roars.
The young man smiled, took out a piece of jade, and placed it on the high platform. Inside the jade stone, there was a shadow of a dragon appearing and disappearing, "To be honest, there are already two divine dragons of extremely high seniority and profound skills at Poyang Lake."
The protectors are guarding you. Fellow Daoist Zhu, only by bringing this thing with you can you hide your aura and go up Mount Lu smoothly without the eyes of the two divine dragon protectors."
"Hey," Zhu Yuanzhang sighed like this for the first time since he claimed to be king. The aura of the green dragon around him became even stronger, and gradually it flew like a tornado. The square jade stone placed on the high platform was immediately swept away
Go in. With a bang, the square jade stone disappears along with Zhu Yuanzhang.
...
Zhu Yuanzhang flew out of the secret room and stood outside the bamboo forest in the deep night. He raised his eyes and looked around for a moment. Then he quietly left the palace like Li Wenzhong did before, and then quietly left Yingtian Mansion, heading towards Lushan Mountain and Poyang Lake.
Fly in the direction.
After flying to the Poyang Lake, Zhu Yuanzhang looked back at dusk. Yingtian Mansion, Zhenjiang, and Yangzhou were all shrouded in a red halo. It was the light of the monks in the sky performing magic and fighting, and it was also the flames of the bloody battle on the ground where the soldiers sacrificed their lives!
Zhu Yuanzhang was in a trance, as if he had returned to many years ago. There was a fire in Huangjue Temple, and he had no choice but to defect to the rebel army. On the way, he also stole a few taels of silver and a few pieces of clothing from a large family...
As the saying goes
War is raging everywhere in China, and demons are everywhere.
The hero has no open fire, and the night is just as it was before.