Chapter 389: A Power That Shouldn't Exist
Under the sunshine, the gate of the bronze hall, which reflected the golden light, exploded in an instant, as if a huge explosion had occurred.
The soldiers guarding both sides of the bronze door of the Great Hall of Bliss were all shocked and flew out.
The roar echoed in the bronze hall, and finally all the sound waves vibrated out, and the entire Chang'an was clearly audible.
It was as if a huge bronze bell had been struck.
In the Imperial City of Chang'an, An Lushan, who held the jade pendant of the Son of Kaiyang, entered the imperial city directly, and when he walked in front of the Changle Palace, the sound of the bronze bell came from afar.
An Lushan raised his head, stopped and watched in the distance for a while, and then immediately quickened his pace, he had to be faster.
He had a hunch that something seemed to be happening in the Great Hall of Bliss, and he had to seal the prepared decree before the mutation and send it out of the Imperial City.
Otherwise, something may happen that shouldn't happen.
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In front of the shattered Great Hall of Bliss, the bronze door was shattered into pieces like cut copper blocks, scattered on the earth.
The old village chief wore a hat on his head and led the people of Lijia Village out of it, as if the deafening sound just now had no effect on them at all.
"Do it!"
There was a loud shout in the distance, and the soldiers surrounding the Great Hall of Bliss instantly moved.
An Lushan, as the envoy of the Western Regions, not only controls a large number of troops in the Western Regions, but also controls a lot of teams in the pass, and at this time there are a total of four garrisoned teams in Chang'an, all of which are under An Lushan's men.
In addition to garrisoning the walls of Chang'an and blockading the entire imperial capital, these teams are now guarding the Great Hall of Bliss.
This is what he has chosen from thousands of people, and what he wants is to be foolproof.
As long as his letter spreads out of Chang'an, then tens of thousands of troops in the Western Regions will be driven in, and he will open various passes and plunge the Central Plains into chaos.
At this time, it is the trend of the group of heroes rising together.
The Li royal family, the three-hundred-year-old dynasty of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and the three-hundred-year-old people's heart, so that they can be broken and then returned to his hands.
It's a pity that An Lushan didn't expect that there would be a group of people who shouldn't have appeared here in the Bliss Feast.
On the huge square that was supposed to be used for banquets, hundreds of crossbowmen were in front.
The bow and crossbow were the most important thing in ancient society, and those who hid the armor were punished, and those who hid the crossbow died.
At this time, hundreds of bows and crossbows were facing the people of Lijia Village in front of the copper hall, ready to attack.
"Kill out, go to the palace!"
The old village chief crawled on his wrinkled cheeks, and there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes, but he also knew that the major affairs of the country could not tolerate the slightest pity.
"Boom!"
It's like a huge mountain mountain collapsing, it's like a flood breaking through a levee.
A loud thrust rang out from hundreds of crossbowmen, and the sound of space seemed to turn into a lump of dirt, crumbling from top of its original structure.
A great rift erupted above the void, cutting all the crossbowmen in half.
Spatial segmentation.
In an instant, it was the image of a halving of the end and the end.
Blood gushes like a fountain, cleansing the earth.
More than 300 soldiers in armor were wiped out.
This was the first time that the old village chief had used his power to kill someone.
Even the people of Lijia Village saw the old village chief kill for the first time, and the power and bloody scene like Tianwei made them not know what to say for a while.
Without saying a word, the old village chief walked in front, stepping over the broken corpses on the ground and walking towards the imperial city.
The soldiers who had not died were wailing, they would not die immediately, they could feel the loss of their lives, the great pain was so clear, it was so clear that it made people crazy.
The people of Lijia Village quietly followed behind the old village chief, one step behind the old village chief, looking at the stumps all over the ground, silent.
The princes and ministers were slightly indifferent and followed behind Lijiacun.
The old village chief killed all the way to the imperial city, no matter who was on the road, there was only one word "death" in front of him, and the means of playing with space were the most terrifying means for the world, and there was no means of resistance at all.
On the Suzaku Avenue in Chang'an City, it is very spacious.
Even if it's now covered in blood and corpses.
The old village chief stood in the distance of the Chang'an Imperial City, the void gently fluctuating, like disturbed flowing water, ordinary and terrifying around the old village chief.
"It seems like it's running out of time. Prime Minister Du Chenxue walked to the front from the back and reminded a little anxiously.
He knew that if they were late, then the entire Central Plains would fall into a war that did not know how long it would last.
The Kaiyuan Imperial City has dominated this world for too long, and many people have ideas about the Kaiyuan Dynasty, but this idea has been buried under the soil by the power of the Kaiyuan Dynasty.
But if the Kaiyuan Dynasty is in chaos, then they will come up like jackals to tear the body of the Kaiyuan Imperial City.
"Then seal the imperial city first. ”
The old village chief looked at the imperial city, which stood in the center of Chang'an City, and I don't know how much time had passed.
Du Chenxue looked at the old village chief when he heard this, he didn't see the old village chief killing people just now, and he didn't understand the power of the old village chief, he only knew that the imperial city could be sealed if it was sealed.
"Just leave it to the old man. "The old village chief is not ready to explain, and the Li bloodline does not need to be explained.
The next moment, the fluctuations on the old village chief's body became more and more irritable, like a gentle rippling lake setting off a huge wave.
The entire imperial city seemed to be shaken.
A faint spatial rift spread out from the void, like wormwood growing on the dry desert enveloping the entire imperial city.
As the rift gradually widened, thickened, and grew, through the cracks, everyone could even see what the Imperial City looked like behind it, and the Imperial City gradually seemed to have been erased from the world by an eraser.
The moment the old village chief completely disappeared in the entire imperial city, he was completely soft and completely fainted.
At this time, the imperial city in Chang'an City had completely disappeared, along with the land it should have.
The center of Chang'an did not leave a huge empty land, but as if there had never been an imperial city, there was no land left for the imperial city at all.
Prime Minister Du Chenxue and hundreds of officials witnessed this scene together, and their hearts seemed to be shaken, and then they were inexplicably panicked.
They bear witness to forces that should not exist in this world.
They were afraid of it.
"The righteous are truly God's men. Prime Minister Du Chenxue swallowed his saliva, and he felt the hoarseness in his throat.
Li Laohan held the old village chief up, he knew that the old village chief had succeeded, and that An Lushan was afraid that he would be completely trapped in the imperial city with the imperial city.
The power that Mr. Li gave to the old village chief was really terrifying.
Li Laohan This is the first time to witness the true strength of the old village chief, the people of Lijia Village have all kinds of strange powers, but most of them are related to personal strength.
However, the power of the old village chief has surpassed that of the individual.
He is enough to decide the direction of an empire.