"Drive!" Luo Xiangwu slapped the horse's back hurriedly, the horse of the divine horse was covered in mud, but the back was faintly red.

He had already used all his strength, almost sleepless day and night, to rush to Wupan City. But when the walls of Wupan City and the black clouds pressing on the city appeared in front of his eyes, Luo Xiangwu knew that he was still too late after all.

What's even more terrifying is that the monstrous waves rising from the other end of the city made Luo Xiangwu understand that even when he came late, the development of the situation was far beyond his control.

But Luo Xiangwu had no choice, he could only continue to ride his horse to Wupan City - Jin Guanyan died in front of his eyes, he couldn't explain this alone, if the disaster of Wupan City affected the layout of the imperial court, then there was only a dead end in front of him.

Cang Yuwei is famous in the Dayan Dynasty, even the dignitaries in Tailin City have to smile when they see him. But behind the scenery, what is hidden is walking on thin ice.

"Drive!" Luo Xiangwu, who thought of this, blushed his face and whipped his horse again, hoping to get to the city even in the morning.

"Off..."

"Mountain..."

"Lance..."

At this moment, a voice as light as a murmur, but surprisingly clear and audible, came from the Wupan City and poured into Luo Xiangwu's ears.

Guan Shan Lance.

Whose name it seems to be.

A name that should have been like thunder, but it was kept secret in the Great Yan Dynasty.

Probably because no one mentioned this name for too long, Luo Xiangwu was slightly stunned at that time, but he didn't wait for him to search the memory in his mind.

Rumble!

A loud bang suddenly exploded on his side, a few miles away from the official road in the depths of the dense forest, Rao is so far away, the loud noise still startled the horse's hooves, and the group of Cangyu guards had to hurriedly pull the reins before they could stabilize the panicked war horse.

Luo Xiangwu grabbed the reins and looked in the direction of the loud noise for the first time, but what caught his eye was that after the loud noise exploded, in the dust raised in the sky, a blood-red pillar of light suddenly lit up from the center of the dust, like pulling a cow on dry land, and the pillar of light rushed straight into the nine skies, piercing the black clouds shrouded in Wupan City and a radius of dozens of miles.

"This is ......" This kind of vision is extremely unusual, Luo Xiangwu's brows furrowed, Luo Xiangwu, who had already pushed open the third divine gate, his eyesight was already incomparable to ordinary people, he gathered spiritual power in his eyes, and looked carefully at the blood-colored pillar of light that rose to the sky again.

Even though he was miles away, he could still vaguely see something floating in the pillar of light.

But Luo Xiangwu couldn't see that thing really, until after a few breaths, the light in the pillar of light suddenly flourished, and then the thing in the pillar of light trembled, and it actually broke out of the pillar of light, turning into a streamer and fleeing towards Wupan City. Then the streamer crossed the scene in front of him, and Luo Xiangwu was finally able to get a glimpse of the appearance of the thing—a hideous spear-like thing with a red body all over its body, like a blood-soaked thing.

Sirius lance!

The whole name jumped out of Luo Xiangwu's mind almost at the same time.

His body was agitated, his face changed from stunned to frightened, from frightened to pale, and the whole process only took the blink of an eye. At this time, he finally remembered who that name was - Guan Shan Lance, the real owner of the Heavenly Wolf Lance, and the last holy general to open the Eight Doors before the fall of the previous dynasty.

This small Wupan City not only has a Confucian scholar who is arrogant enough to go to the court and ask Zhaoyue Zhengshen, but there is also a former Yin God of such a big background. As soon as he thought of this, Luo Xiangwu secretly felt that his scalp was numb, and his eyes that looked in the direction where the blood light had fled were even more rare with fear.

......

Lu Guanshan stretched out his hand with a silent face, his five fingers opened, and a blood-red light pierced through the darkness in Wupan City, and surged into the air outside the city, impartially, and fell into his hands.

His outstretched five fingers clenched, and the dazzling blood light shone through the city, and then converged in an instant.

"This is ......" A different color flashed in the huge eyes of the dome black dragon, and the moment the three words of the Guan Mountain Lance spit out from Lu Guanshan's mouth, it noticed something unusual, but everything happened too fast, so he didn't have time to chew it carefully, and it was only at this time that the blood light in Lu Guanshan's hand was extinguished, and the black dragon saw the original appearance of that thing.

It was a spear-like thing, but it was different from a so-called gun.

It is about one zhang and two feet long, and the lance is long, like a narrow thin sword, and the blade is at the border of the lance, and there is a vicious wolf's head carved at the edge of the blade. This thing is blood-red all over, and since the moment it appeared, there has been a monstrous surge of killing machines.

"Sirius. It only took a few breaths for the black dragon to recognize the thing, and immediately his eyes welled up with horror, and he roared angrily: "Lu Guanshan, you dare to drive the Yin God in front of you?!"

Lu Guanshan, who was holding the heavenly wolf lance, had never looked at the shouting black dragon, he reached out and stroked the long lance that was several heads taller than him, and whispered softly: "I wanted to exchange one life for another, but after all, I still overestimated his goodness, and now I have no choice but to ask the general to help." ”

"A mere soul, the turtle shrinks and breaks the temple, after the incense is broken, death is a matter of time, before you die, you can borrow your hand, and hold the wolf lance again, the old man will die without regrets!" A neutral voice rose from Lu Guanshan's body, and then an equally dazzling blood light in Lu Guanshan's body lit up, and it turned into a phantom that was a head taller than Lu Guanshan and was wearing armor.

The phantom overlapped with Lu Guanshan's figure, and it also held the huge wolf lance at that time.

It seems that no matter which dynasty you are in, who sits in the chair of the emperor Lao'er, this role of the tiger is indispensable in the world. The phantom snorted coldly, and a roar sounded at the same time in the eight places of the hands and feet, the back of the eyebrows, and the back of the chest, and then the eight flashes of blood-colored streamers, and the discs carved with cumbersome runes on the periphery emerged from these eight places, which were the eight divine gates of Guan Shan.

The Divine Gate contracted and expanded rapidly, emitting bursts of roars, and the huge sound overshadowed the thunder in the sky in Wupan City.

Clang!

Immediately, Guan Shan's lance, which was integrated with Lu Guanshan, stomped the lance in his hand violently, and the ground suddenly cracked with a spider web-like crack around the wolf lance. Rubble splattered, suspended in the air.

Rumble!

There was a roar from the Eight Dao Divine Gate again, and the bodies of Guan Shan and Lu Guanshan rose to the sky at that time, but they were not going to the monstrous handsome man who roared, but the Wupan River God with teeth and claws!

"The soul of the previous dynasty, don't sleep in the tomb, dare to be the enemy of the deity?" the black dragon shouted angrily, and the black clouds in the sky were driven by him, and thousands of thunderbolts poured down towards the rushing figure like sharp arrows, and the purple lightning thunder snake roared, illuminating the dim Wupan City as if it were day.

Guan Shan's figure and Lu Guanshan's figures overlapped, their eyes were condensed, and they were not afraid in the face of this thunder, and they only shouted: "Heavenly Wolf Break!"

Oh!

A wolf howl flickered, and the blood of the heavenly wolf lance was magnificent, enveloping the figures of the two of them, and in an instant, they turned into a huge blood-colored wolf. The wolf leaped up and pounced on the black dragon with determination.

The dragon and wolf met, and the blood light collided with the thunder in the sky, and an even louder roar exploded, accompanied by a dazzling light that made people's eyes hurt.

Before the light blinded Wei Lai completely, he saw that the wolf's head was pierced by thunder and lightning, and the black dragon's body was torn off a huge piece of flesh by the wolf.

......

After a few interest, or a longer period of time.

The huge feeling of vertigo made Wei Lai's feeling of the passage of time less real.

When he opened his eyes, the aftermath of the roar still ringed in his ears, which made his head feel a little dizzy. But he didn't have time to sort out the feelings, and looked up at the dome.

He saw the great waves raised at the head of the city recede, and he saw the imposing black dragon hiding in the clouds, and fled into the distance with the black clouds in the sky.

He vaguely heard someone cheering behind him, for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and for his life.

But Wei Lai didn't have such a thought, he hurriedly scanned the air, looking from one place to another, as if looking for something.

Dozens of breaths passed, Wei Lai was still looking for nothing, he was a little frightened, and he turned his gaze more and more rapidly like a headless fly. The black clouds dispersed, the rain also dispersed, and Wupan City, which had been raining for a long time, ushered in a rare sunny day.

The bright daylight shone through the clouds, and it seemed like everything that had just been experienced was just a nightmare after a good night's sleep.

"Ahh Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Wei Lai.

Wei Lai's body shook, and the next moment he turned his head and looked at it.

He saw a dirty man standing in the bright sunlight smiling at him.

Wei Lai's face was happy, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward, but his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the huge wound on the man's chest, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He didn't feel too much sadness, just hesitated slightly, then looked up at the man again, and showed him his trademark squishy smile.

An old man and a young man, two men looked at each other through the sun.

Until, the sound of hurried horses' hooves sounded in the direction of the city, and Luo Xiangwu's voice came: "Cang Yuwei handles the case, and the idlers give way!"

The man seemed to have exhausted all his strength, he opened his mouth, whispered something, and then the body fell to the ground.

His voice was really soft this time, and there was no mystical method mixed with it, even Xue Xinghu, who was also standing beside Wei Lai, couldn't really hear what this county magistrate said at the last moment.

But the smile on Wei Lai's face was even brighter.

He understood Lu Guanshan's words, it was not a dying farewell, nor was it a reluctance.

He just said as usual.

"Today's porridge, a bit salty. ”