The clear sky is thundering, this is a sign of the wrath of the sky, and it is a bad omen.

The people in Chang'an City looked up at the sky one after another, hoping to see any hints of disaster from this strange celestial phenomenon, which was also accompanied by all kinds of discussions.

"Thunder on a sunny day, no rain, this is a bad omen!"

"Who rebelled?"

"My son is still outside the city, don't let anything happen......"

There was also a voice in Ning Tao's ears: "Ning Lang, could it be Lin Qinghua coming?"

Ning Tao whispered: "I guess it's that guy, as soon as he appears, you will come to my mouth." ”

"Hmm. The South Gate Immortal responded.

Jin Wuwei, who was holding Ning Tao, slapped Ning Tao on the back of the head, and said fiercely: "What are you muttering about?"

Ning Tao was not angry and did not respond.

Now he has no point in being angry with an ordinary man, not to mention that he has not yet had the effect of medicine, and he is in a state where he wants to go to the Pacific Ocean to build a dam at any time.

That dark cloud always hung over Chang'an City, and it did not press down, nor did it become a black prison that shrouded the wilderness.

Ning Tao and Ma Mian were pressed against the walls of Chengde Gate.

Chengde Gate is the main gate of Chang'an City, the street of Zhuque Street is Chengde Gate, and the end of the street is Daming Palace.

Tang Xuanzong stood on the central axis of Chengde Gate and Daming Palace, with his hands behind his waist, looking straight ahead.

Outside the city of Chang'an, an army was marching slowly.

At the forefront was a phalanx of cavalry, at least ten miles wide to the left and right, with crusaders carrying huge crosses, Mongol cavalry with bows and scimitars, and heavily armored Gothic cavalry. At least 200,000 people.

Behind the cavalry was an infantry phalanx, and the infantry phalanx following behind was as wide as the cavalry phalanx, but there was no end in sight, at least seven or eight hundred thousand people!

Those infantry included soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, and even the Great Qin, as well as the Crusaders, the Persian Undead Army, and the Nazi and Allied soldiers during World War II. All kinds of skin colors, all kinds of weapons and equipment, are also vast, and there is no end in sight.

It's a mixed army of millions.

A million people marched in unison, and even the slightest sound came from the feet of a man and a horse, and the sound of the sound gathered together could recognise the buzzing of the eardrums, and it could also make the ground tremble, and the walls tremble!

In the million-strong army, flags are covered in the sky, and each flag is embroidered with the word "forest" in black.

In fact, there is no need to see the word "Lin" on the flag, Ning Tao also knows that it is Lin Qinghua who is making a monster in the new monster. Only Lin Qinghua in this world can form such an army, not for anything else, just because he is the person who carries the coffin of the Yin Soul Coffin, and he is the spokesperson of the stone tablet.

Suddenly, a huge banner was erected behind the army, rolled in the wind, and a stone tablet was embroidered on it, and a few words were embroidered on the stone tablet: Great Hades Dynasty.

The Great Hades?

Ning Tao's first thought was the "Ming Dynasty", but this is the Ming Dynasty, not to mention that the real Ming Dynasty will take hundreds of years to be born, how can it force the Tang Dynasty?

The big banner is embroidered with the wordless stone stele, and the stone tablet comes from the divine ruins, is this "Great Hades Dynasty" that fell from the sky a kingdom among the divine ruins? Like the Tang Dynasty in this Yin Ruins, they are all dynasties annihilated in the long river of history?

If so, then this "Great Hades Dynasty" will not be a mortal dynasty, it should be a civilization in the fairy world.

Ning Tao analyzed it in his heart, he didn't see Lin Qinghua, but he could feel Lin Qinghua's existence.

There was an atmosphere of tension and despair on the walls.

In the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, there were also millions of troops, which could be distributed in different places, and this Chang'an City was only 200,000 troops. Suddenly, a million-strong army arrived, could the Son of Heaven and the soldiers defending the city not be nervous and afraid?

If this city is broken, the Tang Dynasty will be finished.

"General! These two people did not kneel when they saw that the Son of Heaven was driving, and their subordinates suspected that it was the enemy's work, so please send the general down!" Jin Wuwei said to a general.

The general retracted his gaze, looked back at Ning Tao and Ma Mian, and asked sharply, "What dynasty is the Great Underworld Dynasty, and who is your monarch?"

Ning Tao said: "This general, we are not a small work, the Great Hades Dynasty should be the kingdom of another world, do you believe it?"

"Nonsense!" the general was immediately annoyed, "cut down the sacrificial flag!"

The two Jin Wuwei pushed Ning Tao and Ma Mian to the battlement, and the Jin Wuwei who was holding Ning Tao kicked on the crook of Ning Tao's leg and tried to kick Ning Tao to his knees, but Ning Tao's legs didn't even tremble.

"Damn! I'm going to die on the verge of death!" the Jin Wuwei scolded, pulled out the ring head knife, and slashed at Ning Tao's neck.

Ning Tao not only didn't hide, but also stretched his neck to facilitate the other party's cut.

Ma Mian smiled bitterly: "Brother, what is this?"

In his opinion, as long as Ning Tao was willing, a spell could destroy these people, but he stood on the city wall and stretched his neck to be stabbed.

Is it that fun?

Click!

The ring-headed knife slashed at Ning Tao's neck, and then bounced up, the blade curled, but Ning Tao's neck didn't even leave a trace of being cut, let alone a wound.

Jin Wuwei, who was slashing people, was suddenly stunned, holding the ring-headed knife with a curled mouth, and looked at Ning Tao with horror in his eyes.

The Tang troops who were surrounding retreated one after another, and their eyes looked like they had met a ghost.

Ning Tao said: "I am the Immortal Star Monarch in the sky, I am the patron saint of Chang'an City, if you want to live, you have to listen to me." ”

Bang dang!

The ring-headed knife in the hand of the beheaded-cutting Jin Wuwei fell to the ground, and the next second his legs weakened, and he fell to his knees on the ground: "Immortal spare! Immortal spare!"

Rumble!

Ning Tao's body released a black and white heavenly fire flame with gold edges, just like the Buddha light on the body of the god and Buddha.

As soon as the Heavenly Fire Spirit Flame came out, the Tang Dynasty soldiers on the city wall suddenly fell to their knees. Those Tang soldiers lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ning Tao. The general who gave the order was even more terrified, kneeling on the ground and admitting his mistake: "Xingjun spares his life, Xingjun spares his life......"

The situation here spread to the city tower of Chengde Gate, and more people moved their eyes over, and Ning Tao, who saw the fire on his body, also knelt down.

Ma Mian whispered: "Brother, what kind of play are you singing?"

Ning Tao said with a smile: "Idle is also idle." ”

Ma Mian: "......"

Of course, this is not idle and boring, he and Lin Qinghua certainly have a battle, but such a big scene is also a good opportunity to earn soul energy. He can harvest the supreme faith and goodness energy from the Tang Dynasty soldiers and the people of Chang'an City, and he can also harvest the supreme evil energy from the millions of troops of the Great Hades Dynasty.

This battlefield is equivalent to a huge treasure for him, how can he casually miss it and kill Lin Qinghua?

This is like a bookwriter, the protagonist appears at the beginning, and then the villain boss appears, the two start to do it without saying a word when they meet, and the protagonist stabs the villain boss to death with a knife......

What else does this book writer make?

The money is in the process, in the folds of the plot.

Therefore, the soul energy is all in these ordinary soldiers and people, and pretending to be a god and a ghost has become a necessary option.

It's just that this situation is not easy to explain to Ma Mian here.

The news of the arrival of the Star Monarch in Chang'an City soon reached the ears of Tang Xuanzong and a group of ministers on the upper floor of Chengde Gate City.

Li Sanlang didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly led a large group of ministers and Yang Yuhuan to the city wall.

Yang Yuhuan stared at Ning Tao with a surprised and shocked look in his eyes.

Ning Tao also looked at Yang Yuhuan, Yang Yuhuan at this time was only an entry-level cultivator, and the spiritual power on his body was so weak that it was almost negligible. And even the real Yang Yuhuan who was lying in that sunken ship, her spiritual cultivation was very low. In her life, she is destined to be just a cultivator who makes soy sauce.

Tang Xuanzong quickly figured out the situation, but he didn't bow down.

He is the Son of Heaven, the Ninety-Five, who only worships Ziwei Xingjun and the greater gods, and a little-known little god Buri Xingjun doesn't seem to be worthy of his knees. However, he also showed enough courtesy, and he looked at Ning Tao deeply: "I am the son of the Tang Dynasty, thank you Daxian for rescuing." If Daxian can help my Datang survive this catastrophe, I will definitely build a temple for Daxian and enjoy the incense offerings of the people of Datang for eternity. ”

These words are neither humble nor arrogant, and they have the bearing of a son of heaven.

Everyone wants to be an emperor, but not everyone can be an emperor.

Ning Tao didn't speak to Tang Xuanzong, he waved his right hand, and a ball of ink gun gas exploded, and the flesh shot out through his palm. In the next second, he threw out the flesh shot, jumped onto the gun, and flew slowly along the city wall. Everywhere he passed, the soldiers and people of the Tang Dynasty rushed to kneel, and a large amount of Zhixin energy surged to collect it.

Tang Xuanzong is certainly a super big man, but he has no value here. An emperor who can't contribute to the power of faith, he doesn't even have the interest to talk to him. On the contrary, those ordinary soldiers and ordinary people are valuable to him.

Under the walls, the cavalry phalanx stopped.

Behind, the infantry phalanx was still marching, and the scene was pouring like a tide.

Ning Tao flew around the city wall, collected a large amount of Zhixin energy, and then returned to the city wall under the Chengde Gate floor.

Yang Yuhuan looked at Ning Tao with beautiful eyes, and there was a little more admiration in his eyes at this moment.

Tang Xuanzong was a little embarrassed, just now Ning Tao didn't even say a word and flew away with the gun he saved, and he, the lord of the Tang Dynasty, lost face a little.

Ning Tao said to Tang Xuanzong at this time: "With this immortal, Chang'an City will be fine." ”

Tang Xuanzong took a deep look again, and his tone was much more respectful: "Thank you Daxian for the rescue, dare to ask Daxian, whose army is under the city and where does it come from?"

Ning Tao moved his gaze to the sky.

At this moment, a strange energy fluctuation appeared, and the source was in the dark cloud.

Suddenly, the clouds cracked......