After Qin Yu pinched to death all the wingmen who were mixed in Chang'an, he flew directly to the air at a height of 10,000 meters, and soon arrived in the sky above the distribution place of the wingmen, the two giant eagles were still circling, Qin Yu held the void, and a giant eagle was fixed in the air, the giant eagle struggled desperately, trying to make a sound, but unfortunately, no matter how hard it tried, not only could it not move the slightest, but even the chirp could not be made.

At this time, Qin Yu raised a finger and pointed towards the giant eagle, and a thick thunder pillar appeared instantly, and then collided with the giant eagle, "Boom, Titicaca", a loud noise came out immediately, and the giant eagle immediately turned into a roasted eagle, and then turned into dust, drifting away with the wind.

Thunder and thunder came out at the same time, but the thunder was obviously much slower, and when the thunder reached the ground, Qin Yu had already concocted the other giant eagle to death.

The thunder was finally heard by the people on the ground, and they were all stunned, of course, it was only those wingmen and the people of Daqin who didn't know the inside story, they looked at the sky, but above the sky, there were white clouds, and it was a sunny day.

Just when the bureaucrats were puzzled and even a little frightened, nearly 10,000 figures quietly touched the place where they were hiding, Qin Yu was still flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the people on the ground couldn't see Qin Yu at all, even if their eyesight was good, they would only see a small dot, and it was blurry.

Qin Yu didn't let out the thunder again, Qin Yu waited a little longer, and when the disciples of the Holy Gate arrived at the designated place, the thunder sounded again, and at that time, it was the time when the wingmen were destroyed.

Although the soldiers of the Yan and Huang Army are not as skilled as the disciples of the Holy Gate, their physical fitness is also much higher than that of ordinary people, they eat and drink well and exercise every day, if they do not reach this level, even they themselves will blush, thunder, they also take action, although the station is scattered, but the range of the machine gun is far from being as simple as a hundred meters.

In the wingman position, the scattered wingmen talked privately about the thunder just now. In their opinion, thunder on a sunny day is not a good sign.

"Goldan, you say. Could it be that God thinks we're doing something wrong and warns us? A bureaucrat in the hiding place looked at the sky with trepidation, then looked at the fellow tribesmen beside him, and asked in a low voice.

"Disco, don't talk nonsense, if Temudo hears this, your life will be over." When Gordan heard this, a look of panic suddenly flashed on his face, and he covered Disco's mouth and whispered. As he spoke, he secretly glanced at a majestic man not far away.

Disco shuddered coldly, glanced at the man known as Temudo, quickly withdrew his gaze, and then nodded repeatedly, and then stopped talking. But his face was full of sorrow, no way, this is ancient times, people fear ghosts and gods, no matter what nationality it is, and Daqin dominates the world at the moment, and their bureaucrats are ready to steal Daqin's rivers and mountains. Now it's thundering on a sunny day, and it would be strange if these wingmen didn't think elsewhere.

At this moment, the majestic man known as Temudo stretched his waist for a long time, then looked at the sky and grinned. Then he said, "Is God even bolding us?" It seems that taking Chang'an is today! ”。

Gordan, who was hiding with Temudo, was stunned for a moment, and after glancing at each other, he hurriedly spoke. "What General Temudo said is that even God is shouting and cheering for me." , the two said so, but their faces were full of worry.

There are also many wingmen who have such doubts and even suspicions, and at least more than eighty percent of the wingmen have retreated in their hearts at this time, but unfortunately, no one dares to leave without permission, because the scene before the expedition is still lingering in front of them.

On that day, the wingmen who did not agree to go out to attack Chang'an, without exception, regardless of men, women and children, were all killed, one did not agree, his family had to be implicated, the bureaucrats did not understand, Daqin's notice could not be simpler, as long as they lived honestly, they were also the people of Daqin, they had fields, they had cultivated cattle, and they could enjoy all the benefits that the people of Daqin could enjoy, why did they want to attack Daqin.

Their patriarchs all drew a big pie for them, saying that if they beat Daqin, their lives could be better, but these wingmen felt that even if they defeated Daqin, they still had to plough the land, or hunt in the mountains as before, and these Daqin had already given it, and there were many puzzled wingmen.

But in the face of the bloody butcher's knife of the same clan, no one dared to ask, and finally they all followed, attacking Chang'an, sunny and daylight, and thunder, but it once again aroused the confusion and panic in their hearts.

Although the time to come to Chang'an is not long, but from the mouth of the people of Great Qin, I heard that the great achievements of the Great Qin Emperor are countless, and I don't want to talk about loving the people like a son for the time being, just saying that I destroyed Tufan, Turkic, Tuguhun, and put down the traitor Li Shimin, these few things, most of the bureaucrats have retreated, how can such an emperor be easy to provoke.

There is such an emperor in Great Qin, can it be that they can only hunt in the mountains and forests? Ordinary bureaucrats are not puzzled, and the Great Qin Emperor killed countless people, it can be said that the corpses are not exaggerated, some of the clansmen who have seen the world have secretly told them the number of Tufan, Turkic, Tuyuhun, that is not 10,000, not 20,000, not hundreds of thousands, is millions, millions, how many people, think about the scalp is numb, as a result, they were all killed by the Great Qin Emperor, how can the bureaucrats not be afraid.

However, it is only them who are afraid of these ordinary bureaucrats, but the tribal patriarch sacrifice and other people in power are not afraid, they are not only not afraid, they seem to be high-spirited, determined and determined, and they are also cheering them up, ordinary bureaucrats want to open their mouths to persuade the patriarch to sacrifice and wait for the next time to attack Chang'an, the modern sunny day is thundering, how can they attack, but no one dares to speak.

As ordinary bureaucrats, they are rarely willing to disobey the orders of the patriarch, and those who dare to disobey are already in different places, and the simple thoughts of the bureaucrats may have such and such thoughts, but they still can't make correct judgments, blind obedience is their nature, and ideological imprisonment is the root cause of their inability to understand the doubts, and they are puzzled in their hearts, but they can't think of the reason.

Qin Yu's divine consciousness at a height of 10,000 meters shrouded the earth at all times, until Qin Yu's eyes flashed a cold light, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of thunder suddenly flashed, and then exploded, "Boom, Titicaca." The sound of bursting thunder suddenly resounded in the heavens and the earth.

"Thunder, kill!" Almost at the same time, the shouts of the disciples of the Holy Gate came from nearly 10,000 places, and the sound of people jumped out, some holding long knives, some carrying long swords, some carrying maces, and all kinds of weapons, but the actions of the disciples of the Holy Gate were uniform, that is, they mercilessly killed the wingmen in their chosen places.

The disciples of the Holy Gate were originally all people in the martial arts, everyone was a good hand, everyone had true qi, they only hunted on weekdays, and how could the wingmen who lived a primitive life be the opponents of the disciples of the Holy Gate, after only three breaths, they died three or five wingmen, this is still an ordinary disciple of the Holy Gate, those who used to be the heads of various sects, Dharma protectors, elders, and hall masters killed faster, and almost in the blink of an eye, the wingmen in the task were slaughtered cleanly.

Qin Yu, who was 10,000 meters in the air, smiled coldly, and then flew directly to the ground, there are still many places where the wingmen have not been taken care of, and the wingmen in these places are Qin Yu's target, the roars in the air continue to come out, and the wingmen in one place after another were split into dry corpses by the thunder, and when it came to the last place, Qin Yu pressed the void, and the huge handprints were imprinted on the ground in an instant, and the wingmen who wanted to escape in panic were all slapped into meat pies, and they couldn't die anymore.

After doing this, Qin Yu stopped, and the disciples of the Holy Gate rushed towards Qin Yu in unison, and not long after, all the disciples of the Holy Gate rushed to Qin Yu's body, and then bowed down in unison and said, "Meet Your Majesty!" ”。

Qin Yu nodded, and then asked, "Is it all settled?" ”。

The disciples of the Holy Gate opened their mouths in unison, "Your Majesty, it's all settled!" ”。

Qin Yu smiled slightly, and then said, "Very good." At this point, Qin Yu looked at Zhu Yuyan, and then opened his mouth and ordered, "Go to Sun Zhenren, take the Snow Flower Jade Dew Pill, one per person, and then distribute it." ”。

Zhu Yuyan was slightly stunned, and hurriedly bowed in response, "Yes, Your Majesty!" And all the disciples of the Holy Gate bowed down with their eyes shining and bowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty, my emperor, long live, long live, long live!" ”。

The disciples of the Holy Gate were so excited because of the Snow Flower Jade Dew Pill that was spoofed and named by Qin Yu, it was an elixir that Sun Simiao specially refined for cultivators to increase their strength, as soon as this thing appeared, it didn't take long for the disciples of the Holy Gate to know, now that Qin Yu was taking this as a reward, how could they not be excited, of course, the most excited were those disciples of the Holy Gate who had the worst cultivation, this thing had a greater effect on them.

Of course, for Zhu Yuyan and others, this is also a bit useful, but it is minimal, but no one will dislike it.

Qin Yu smiled and nodded, and then the imperial sword returned to the palace, and the soldiers of the Yanhuang Army on the periphery soon got the news that the wingmen were all wiped out, and they couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but this was also thought of by them, with Qin Yu here, and so many disciples of the Holy Gate, if the wingmen could escape, then there would really be ghosts.

Zhu Yuyan glanced at the group of Holy Gate disciples who were looking at her dryly, smiled slightly, and then said, "Everyone, wait a minute, I'll go to Sun Zhenren to get the pill." ”。

All the disciples of the Holy Gate shouted happily in unison, "Elder Lao Zhu! ”。

Zhu Yuyan heard this title again, and couldn't help but be in a trance for a while, not long ago, she was still the head of the Demon Gate, everyone shouted and beaten, now, she is the elder of the Holy Gate, whether it is a decent or a disciple of the Demon Dao, no one does not respect her, this is something Zhu Yuyan never thought of, after a while, the corners of Zhu Yuyan's mouth curled, and she disappeared here after a few ups and downs.