Chapter 225: The Great War is About to Begin (Thank you Sister Wuwu for your support)
The banquet is in full swing, and to this day, the forces that can come have come, and those who can't come will not come again.
Of the four holy lands, two came, which was already good, and the remaining Huangji Heavenly Palace and Beiwu Holy Land still had hatred between him and him, and it was expected that he would not come.
More than half of the banquet.
The cold moonlight sprinkled on the back mountain path, Chu Yishuang walked in front with a sword, and Yang Xiao walked behind with a god-killing spear on his back.
The shadows of the two were stretched to the same length as the tree.
Yang Xiao took a breath of cold air, and most of the drunken wine dissipated.
Just now, Chu Yishuang avoided everyone and called him out alone, and Yang Xiao, who had been poured many cups, didn't think about agreeing.
After waking up, he regretted it a little, and came out with Chu Yishuang, isn't this like a sheep's mouth?
In case he waits, Chu Yishuang draws his sword and asks an embarrassing question like "Do you like me", how should he answer.
Like...... Okay, the Nine Heavens Dao Palace will definitely support you fully.
Dislike...... Hehe, I see that your people are enough, and you don't need the assistance of the Nine Heavens Dao Palace.
Yang Xiao let out a long sigh, trouble, headache, this situation, I can only sigh with emotion, it is also a sin to be too handsome.
Suddenly, Chu Yishuang turned around and stared at his eyes, as if there was a pair of ice thorns circulating in his beautiful eyes.
Yang Xiao looked at him, and the endless leyline qi under his feet attracted him, allowing him to barely stand still.
Chu Yishuang said: "Where have you been all these years?"
Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, it was different from what he imagined, and after reacting, he said: "I went to a paradise to solve the problem of the chain of life and death." ”
Chu Yishuang took two steps back and sat down, and the fairy sword was held by her hand.
Before they knew it, they had come to the edge of the cold pool, where the water was frozen and emitted white mist.
A long time ago, he suspected that Chu Yishuang had a special bloodline, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.
No matter how cold a person's temperament is, it only affects people's hearts, not the outside world.
Chu Yishuang put her feet on the ice, her pretty face became snow-white, and her expression became cold.
She said, "I didn't think about coming back to see anyone, like the Plantaget, the ancestor. ”
Yang Xiao shook his head and said: "There are some opportunities, the longer you stay, the shorter the time to come back, instead of coming back every three or five times, it is better to lift the seal and come back." ”
Life in Meng Village is very leisurely, there is no fighting of cultivators, only the laughter of children.
If he hadn't had a goldfinch in his heart, maybe he would have spent this life here.
Chu Yishuang's toes pointed to the ice, the ice dissipated, and a layer of waves swayed on the water.
"Master said that he will do his best to help you win this battle, and if necessary, the ancestor will also come out to help you. Chu Yishuang picked up the fairy sword and turned to leave.
Yang Xiao smiled bitterly, turned his head to look behind the tree, and said, "Why, you want me to invite you out." ”
The fluctuation of the leyline's qi could not hide from him, and someone borrowed the leyline's technique to escape behind the tree to eavesdrop, and he didn't know anyone.
"Hey, big brother, you're here too, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, or let's go to the top of the mountain to admire the moon." Meng Yingying walked out from behind the tree, smiled sweetly, and took a few steps to save his arm.
"You're a big-headed ghost. Yang Xiao rubbed her head and kneaded her exquisite hairstyle into a chicken nest.
"Also, Master Ma. Yang Xiao looked behind the tree again.
Meng Yingying is like this, the rest of the people, no, the demon is not difficult to guess.
"Yang boy, Ma Ye finally found you, and I was still waiting for you to go back to drink, why did you come out early. Ma Ye took a bottle of spirit wine in his mouth and walked out with a shaking.
"Master Ma, why are you fooling around with Yingying. Yang Xiao smiled bitterly, Chu Yishuang called him out, it was obviously a private matter, but they hid next to him and eavesdropped.
No wonder, just now Chu Yishuang was not as aggressive as before, she didn't get the result, and she swore not to give up, it seems that she also sensed that there were people nearby.
"I didn't mess around, it was because Ma Ye said that there would be a good show to watch, so I came along. Meng Yingying muttered.
"Nonsense, it's obvious that you were afraid that your eldest brother would be deceived by a woman, so you brought Ma Ye over. Ma Ye retorted.
"Alright. "Yang Xiao holds down one person and one horse, one old and one young are not fuel-efficient lamps, and if they continue to talk, I'm afraid there will be a fight.
Back at the banquet, the disciples who accompanied the wine were all drunk and were carried back to their respective residences by the same door.
Yang Xiao drank with Zi Tianrui again, and the banquet did not disperse until it was almost dawn.
Walking on shaky steps, my stomach tightened uncomfortably, and I vomited two or three times before returning to my room.
There was a bowl of steaming decanting soup on the table, and I don't know who sent it, so I drank it in one gulp, opened the large array of guarding the house, walked to the side of the bed and lay down.
......
When I woke up, it was already the next day.
There are more mysterious masters in Sanssouci Mountain, all of whom came to attack the imperial capital at the invitation of Chen Wuwu.
Although there are a lot of people, there are no masters, and the highest cultivation is only a living realm.
With this kind of cultivation, it's okay to kill small soldiers, but if you participate in the battlefield of the Immortal King, you can barely be regarded as cannon fodder.
At the top of Sanssouci Mountain, three thousand disciples gathered together, cultivating from the Condensing Sea Realm to the Living Soul Realm.
Time is pressing, they can't wait, wait one more day, the greater the possibility of Zhou Haotian becoming a god, and the greater and smaller their hopes.
Tu Yuxuan, Chu Yishuang and Zi Tianrui left Sanssouci Mountain as early as the end of the banquet.
They agreed to meet at Zhentianguan.
"This war is about the future of Xiaoyaomen, success, Xiaoyaomen will become the state religion of the Great Zhou, defeated, we will become lost dogs.
I have always been free from the Poor Dao, if anyone is unwilling to fight with the poor Dao, quit now, the Poor Dao will not be investigated, of course, the person who quits, from now on, is no longer my Xiaoyaomen disciple. Chen Wuwu stood in mid-air, hundreds of amplified arrays, allowing his voice to echo in the ears of every disciple.
In this battle, Chen Wuwu took out almost all his belongings and equipped each disciple with a defensive spiritual weapon.
In this battle, in addition to the necessary strength to protect Chen Juyuan and the disciples who have just started, all the people who can be counted as fighting power are all involved.
Although it is 3,000, the number has actually reached 4,000.
They can't afford to lose this battle.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
A roar of battle resounded for hundreds of miles, and the attack on the imperial capital had already spread among the disciples.
Those who were scared had already run away, and the rest were disciples who were loyal to Xiaoyaomen.
"Okay!" tears fell from the corners of Chen Wuwu's eyes, accepting the apprentice like this, his life was already complete.
"Let's go. Lei Jiuchen was holding a seven-foot long sword, the sword body was vermilion, and the realm of wild thunder and destruction was engraved on it.
Just holding it in his hand adds a boulder to the hearts of thousands of disciples.
This is an immortal king soldier, for this battle, Chen Wuwu took out the treasure at the bottom of the box in the Xiaoyao Gate.
Moreover, on Lei Miaoyan's body, there is also an immortal king soldier, which is Chen Juyuan's weapon, ready to be used at a critical moment.
Yang Xiao rode on the horse, carrying a god-killing spear on his back, leading the way.
One after another streamers flew into the sky, led by Lei Jiuchen, turning into a streamer galaxy.
On the ground, one by one, the disciples communicated the qi of the leylines, led by Lei Miaoyan, and walked step by step, the speed was no slower than flying.
Thousands of cultivators gathered together to form an army, and everywhere they went, the aura rioted, and the demon clan retreated.
"Immortals, a lot of immortals. "The mortals passing by were terrified when they saw this scene.
Although there are many cultivators in the Great Zhou, most mortals may not be able to see one in their lifetime.
Ma Ye glanced around with disdain, and there were dozens of cultivators following them nearby, these people were either spies of the Great Zhou or spies of the major forces.
"Do you want to deal with them. Meng Yingying sped up and flew side by side with Yang Xiao.
Those who have been working as cultivators for 20 years and then discuss will also have anger in their bodies.
It is very difficult for a cultivator who does not kill people to survive in the cruel cultivation world.
"No, let them follow. ”
Yang Xiao shook his head, so many cultivators traveled together, their whereabouts were too big, they couldn't hide at all, it was better to be exposed in front of the enemy in the open.
A city stood in the middle of the road, one of the hundred and eight cities in the Heavenly Domain.
The city lord of this city stood in mid-air, the city gate was closed, the city protection array had been opened, and on the city wall, there were thousands of cultivators guarding it.
Their faces were filled with fear, horror, or despair.
The strongest person in this city is the city lord, and his cultivation is only a living spirit realm.
Looking at Yang Xiao's side again, the terrifying momentum overwhelmed the whole city, and Yang Xiao, Chen Wuwu, Meng Yingying and others were able to destroy this city with their own strength.
The city lord shouted: "In the battle for the throne of the country, I will never participate in Lingxiao City, but only ask the masters of the free gate to let the people in the city live." ”
It was no secret that Xiaoyao Gate attacked the imperial capital, but the city lord of Lingxiao City didn't expect them to come here.
With such a lineup, he had to think of a cruel thing - slaughtering the city.
Da-da-da-da!
Ma Ye carried Yang Xiao to the top of Lingxiao City, kicked down with his hooves, and the large array of defending the city shattered.
Yang Xiao said: "Start the city gate, I am just passing by this city, and I will never hurt anyone." ”
Spies are all around, and the slightest sign of weakness can lead to unknowable consequences.
Even, some wall grasses will feel that they are strong and strong outside the door because of this, and they will fall to Zhou Haotian, bringing unnecessary trouble.
The city lord of Lingxiao City took a step forward and said, "Young Master Yang, this is true. ”
As the leader of this battle, Yang Xiao's appearance has already spread all over the major forces, even if it is a city lord, he also holds his portrait in his hand.
A cold light flashed in Yang Xiao's eyes, and he said, "If I slaughter the city, you can stop it, don't talk nonsense, open the city gate, otherwise I don't mind breaking in." ”
The coercion comparable to that of the Immortal King emanated from him, pressing on the heads of the soldiers and civilians of Lingxiao City.
At this moment, the millions of soldiers and civilians in Lingxiao City bowed their heads in unison, and no one dared to speak, and no one dared to look at them.
"Kaesong. The city lord of Lingxiao City gritted his teeth and said, just two people, it took his whole body mana, and his back was even wet with sweat.
The coercion receded like a tide, and the soldiers on the wall hurriedly opened the city gates, for fear that it would be a moment too late and a tragedy would happen that they would regret for the rest of their lives.
"Crossing the city, the target town is Tianguan. ”
Yang Xiao rode his horse, in the sky above Lingxiao City, step by step to the other side, the disciples of Xiaoyaomen followed, during which no one dared to stop or speak.
When the army left, the city lord of Lingxiao City breathed a sigh of relief, and in vain, he yelled at the city, "Quick, notify the cities behind and let them open the city gates, don't anger this fierce god." ”
Three streamers flew out of the city, all of which were the highest cultivators except for the city lord.
On the way, the army encountered three more cities, and before they could get close, Yang Xiao saw from a distance that the city gate was wide open, thousands of soldiers were standing on both sides, and the city lord was standing in front of the army, as if welcoming the distinguished guests.
Until the Zhentian Pass is thousands of miles away, the army has never encountered any obstacles, and the one hundred and eight cities in the Heavenly Domain seem to have become decorations.
Yang Xiao looked at the town of Tianguan from afar, the city wall was heavily guarded, and there were three heavy momentum in the city, each of which was an immortal king.
"Dark Temple?" Yang Xiao muttered to himself in a low voice, except for the Dark Temple, he couldn't imagine that Zhou Haotian could find the Immortal King to help.
"Yang Xiao, Tu Yuxuan and the people from the two holy lands haven't arrived yet. Chen Wuwu walked up with a worried face, the army had stopped here for half an hour, and according to the agreement at the banquet, the reinforcements should have arrived a long time ago.
"It's here. Yang Xiao raised his head and said.
A shadow suddenly appeared overhead, and a sky-covering roc stood horizontally in the sky, jumping down from the top of the three thousand pig killing positions, which was the team left by the butcher to his son with many years of quality.
"Heaven Slaughter City has arrived!"
The voice of the Roc reached the Zhentian Pass, and the power of the Immortal King brought a layer of haze to the enemy army.
"Ziwei Tianfu has arrived!"
The wind and clouds changed abruptly, the sky changed, the light of the stars fell, and out of it came out one disciple after another Ziwei Tianfu.
The person at the head was a middle-aged man with a dignified face, and his appearance was seven or eight points similar to Zi Tianrui.
Zi Mubai, the lord of crape myrtle heaven.
"The Nine Heavens Dao Palace has arrived!"
Above the sky, there was a cold sound, and one by one the fairies controlled the flying demon clan and fell in the middle of the army.
The leader is Shangguan Qingren, the palace master of the Nine Heavens Dao Palace, and the Great Elder and the Third Elder are the deputies, leading two thousand female immortals.
Fierce sword qi surrounded the army, causing some male cultivators to retreat.