At that moment, under the sky, in front of Xianyang City, arrows rained down.

The white robe stood proudly.

In Li Chunqiu's eyes, a stone tablet that reached through the sky and the earth appeared from time to time.

Inside the spiritual platform, the waves are shocking.

On the stone tablet engraved like stars, sun and moon, the clouds and mist covered it, and the air waves rolled.

Like the beast of eternity awakens.

A golden light flashed in Li Chunqiu's eyes.

Secret Arts!

In an instant, the waves of the Lingtai world were better than in the past, the stone tablet was turbulent in the world, and the light blue stone tablet seemed to have the door of a world completely opened, and endless Dao and spiritual energy were gushing out wildly.

In the world of Lingtai, the whole heaven and earth seemed to be turning.

"It's done!"

Li Chunqiu, who was standing under Xianyang City, smiled faintly.

And the white tiger lowered his body beside him and roared.

The next moment, endless power emerged from Li Chunqiu's body.

Suddenly, Li Chunqiu's white robe swayed, and his clothes fluttered.

It's like an immortal walking in the wind.

Li Chunqiu turned sideways slightly and stretched out his hand towards the long arrow in the sky, and pressed it suddenly.

"Stop!"

Endless aura gushed out from Li Chunqiu's palm.

For a time, the wind was blowing and the clouds were flying.

Everywhere the clouds and mist pass, the heavens and the earth are full of vitality, and all things germinate.

The pale yellow earth turned pale green in an instant, and the twilight of the wilderness turned into a forest.

Nine thousand sharp arrows stopped at a foot in front of Li Chunqiu, and the next moment they were swept out by the wind and waves like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Li Chunqiu looked into the distance and looked at Zhao Xicheng from afar.

"Zhao Xicheng, today I will let you see the wrath of the immortals. ”

"In the million-strong army, the general is the first rank, but he is only looking for things. ”

Li Chunqiu's voice resounded throughout Xianyang City.

In Xianyang City, the prince of Great Qin, Chu, stood up suddenly.

At this moment, the entire Xianyang City could feel the terrifying momentum.

"No, what should I do?"

Lu Buwei looked at the place where the sound of the sky came from with a solemn face.

"Gongzi should take Zhao Ji's mother and son into Xianyang Palace. ”

Zi Chu suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Buwei, and he said word by word:

"How's the clan elder?"

Lu Buwei looked directly at Zi Chu's eyes, his eyes were full of flatness, and he slowly spoke:

"Childe, there are tens of millions of avenues in the world, all of them are the choice of people, and the clan elders choose this road, and the name of the road does not return. ”

"No return?"

Zi Chu seemed to understand something, and his face was a little pale.

"The road of no return, the moment you set foot on it, you have the will to die, and there is no return. ”

"Zhao Xicheng, this person is worthy of the position of the elder of the Gong clan. ”

Lü Buwei did not stop his words because of Zi Chu's complexion, because Zi Chu was going to take the throne of King Qin.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

"Worthy of it?

Zi Chu sighed, a little distracted.

Lu Buwei shook his head, he looked at Zi Chu and said:

"No, today's elders of the Gong clan have entered the realm by themselves, and the one who seeks the greatest is only the eternal life of Great Qin. ”

"Forever?"

Zi Chu looked at the Xianyang Palace in the distance, the tiles on the palace tower had been cold for several years, but there was still no desolate scenery.

Because that is Xianyang Palace, that is where the biggest princes in the world are.

So this is the most prosperous place in the world.

It is beyond reproach, if anyone is not satisfied, they can ask Daqin with millions of people.

Zi Chu looked at Xianyang City and said:

"The prosperity of the Great Qin, the prosperity of the Qin people, the scholars sacrificed their lives, the soldiers forgot to die, the king vomited blood, and the great cause of the eternal years. ”

After taking a sharp breath, Zi Chu looked at Lu Buwei and ordered:

"I know, drive into Xianyang Palace!"

Gongzi Chu flicked his long sleeves, turned around and walked into the inner room.

Today, the elders of the Qin clan taught him a profound lesson with their lives, and in the past hundreds of years, countless monarchs and ministers have taught the sons of the past dynasties, and the price is also their own lives.

Soldiers died for the country, and they died as they deserved.

If a soldier dies for the country, the country will prosper.

This is the Warrior of the Warring States.

In front of Xianyang Palace, at the end of countless steps, when that voice sounded, Meng Fu suddenly raised his head.

He looked at the sky in the distance and seemed to have seen Zhao Xicheng's death.

A real general on the battlefield will have a premonition of victory or defeat on the battlefield.

And Zhao Xicheng gave him the feeling that he was hopeless this time.

"What is the regret of a soldier dying for the country!"

"General Zhao, horse leather shroud, what the hero wants, go well!"

At this moment, he looked a little old for a moment.

Heroes are like beauties, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

He is already over the age of six, and he doesn't know that he still hasn't had the opportunity to gallop on the battlefield.

However, in the next instant, the most elite veteran general who commanded Great Qin returned.

Meng Fu looked at the tiger and said in a loud voice:

"Prepare for war!"

"No!"

The six thousand sharp men of Xianyang Palace responded in unison.

The momentum is overwhelming.

Meng Wei looked into the distance, his task today was to prevent that immortal from entering Xianyang Palace.

"Fight with immortals, and live without regrets. ”

At this time, Li Chunqiu outside the city was already standing in front of Zhao Xicheng.

He grabbed Zhao Xicheng's neck with one hand and asked lightly:

"How?"

"A thousand armies are easy to destroy. ”

Zhao Xicheng had a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

When Li Chunqiu appeared in front of him across a hundred zhang distance, none of the sharpest swords of Great Qin, Qin Ruishi, pulled out the long sword in his hand.

The Mr. Chunqiu in front of him used his actions to show that "ten thousand armies take the head" is definitely not a lie.

"Then you should also see the wrath of the earth immortals. ”

"Qin Zhiruishi, it is definitely not you who can be moved, I'm afraid it is the one in Xianyang Palace!"

Li Chunqiu's gaze seemed to cross the space and enter the palace of King Qin.

"No, in the past, Xinling Jun Wei Wuji stole talismans to save Zhao, why can't I steal talismans today?"

Zhao Xicheng said with a smile.

Li Chunqiu smiled.

"Warring States, one Xinlingjun is enough. ”

When the words fell, Li Chunqiu stretched out his hand and pressed it down violently towards Xianyang City.

Under the drumming clothes, everyone couldn't see the place, and the green tendons burst out.

With the cultivation of inducing qi into the body as the method of practicing the Dao, it is estimated that the Dao Ancestor did not expect that there would be descendants so rampant.

For a moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart.

A large hand that obscured the sky and the sun reached out from the void.

"All Qin's sharps obey orders, regardless of life and death, and prevent them from ......"

Before Zhao Xicheng finished speaking, Li Chunqiu used a slight force with one hand, and he passed out.

However, Qin Ruishi also heard the order.

In "Han Feizi: First Sight of Qin", Han Feizi once said that Qin Bing: Out of the arms of his parents, he never tasted Ko'er in his life, heard the war, paused his feet in vain, committed white blades, walked in the furnace, and died in the former.

What does this mean?

Han Feizi said: Since the people of Qin State broke away from the arms of their parents, they have never seen the enemy in their lives, but as soon as they heard about the war, they stomped their feet and shirtless, faced the sharp blade, stepped on the charcoal fire, and stepped forward to fight to the death.

It is even said that the Qin people were on the battlefield, holding the enemy's head in their left hand and pulling the prisoner in their right hand, and they had to rush forward.

What a belligerent it is.

For a time, three thousand soldiers and armor moved in unison.

The strong man drew his sword and rose.

Three thousand men rushed towards one.