Xian Yuyan found a raised mountain rock, carried King Guangping and Hui Lin and others one by one, and placed them behind the mountain rock, which could be used as a simple barrier. This will be somewhat psychologically comforting.

The current power of this demon god, with a light step, is enough to destroy a mountain. The uplifted rock seemed to him to be just a pebble.

Xian Yuyan did this quietly, and then quietly crouched down beside everyone, quietly watching the actions of the demon god.

He didn't feel any despair or anything like Hui Lin or anyone else.

At this time, his mind entered a state of ignorance and haze, and pictures flashed by.

There was a flood that poured in from the valley in the distance, and countless towns and villages were cleaned, and after the flood, the valley was filled with swollen carcasses of people and livestock, or simply lay down in the mud, mixed with all kinds of filth.

There was a fire in the sky, which suddenly burned in a corner of the city and spread rapidly. Women and children cried, gongs and bangs rang incessantly, and people shouted for buckets of water, but the fire quickly burned the entire city, leaving behind charred ruins and streets full of charred corpses.

There were cruel soldiers, under the urging of *, wild beasts ransacked the city everywhere, the blood stained the moat, and the corpses of the soldiers, the old and weak, were piled up on the walls and roadsides.

There will always be rivers of blood, there will always be times of starvation, there will always be countless wails and despair.

However, there will always be strong people who slowly straighten up in the ruins, get up in the mud full of debris, and come out of the battlefield full of corpses of their compatriots, stubbornly live, reproduce new life, and create a more splendid civilization.

That's probably the case today. At dusk, there is a golden pond with an evening breeze.

The descendants of the Beast King Clan have always carried too many memories and too many secrets.

A demon soul that had been suppressed for a long time awakened at this moment, and the demon yuan that had been deposited for tens of millions of years was vibrating in the body of the Demon Tianpeng King, and the air currents between the earth and the sky were surging, constantly echoing this ancient demonic power.

Countless rings of black flames swirled around the demon god's body, hissing - the sound of lightning like a snake spitting letters, resounding through the valley.

This demon god of the eternal era is also adapting to his newly recovered body, and it can be seen that he is unusually restless.

The degree of revival of this troll's consciousness did not seem to be comparable to his huge magic power, and it seemed to be just a brute beast of great strength.

Such a stupid god is easy to be manipulated.

Sure enough, a figure flew up in the air and landed on the shoulder of the Demon Heaven Peng King. It's a ghost Jizo. He held a spear-like slender pestle in his hand, and thrust it into the back of the Black Peng King's neck, almost sinking into his brain.

Under the severe pain of devouring the brain and perhaps some powerful secret art, the Demon Heaven Peng King suddenly raised his feet and stepped violently, and after a burst, a powerful heat wave rolled up the dust and stones on the ground, burning black flames, and quickly spread towards the edge of the valley.

All the unjust ghosts in the valley were swept by the heat wave, and the bursting black flames instantly burned into smoke-like shapes, and the entire valley was filled with a strong yin and evil aura.

The residual strength of the qi wave did not disappear, and with the Demon Tianpeng King as the center, it quickly converged, rolling the yin and evil qi in the entire valley, and all of them were incorporated into the Demon Tianpeng King's body.

The Demon Tianpeng King, who had absorbed the yin and evil qi of countless unjust ghosts, soared like a mountain again.

The ghost was hidden on the shoulders of the Black Peng King, like an ape, and while climbing, he stabbed several slender spear-like magic pestles into the demon king's brain.

Finally, Onijizo climbed to the top of the head of the Black Peng King, recited the mantra, and the Black Peng King's feathered hair was wrapped like a vine, fixed his body, and poked out a magic pestle almost three times the length of Fang Cai, and stabbed it through the middle of the head.

The figure of the Demon Tianpeng King at this moment was already like a mountain, if it weren't for Yu Yan's special ability to see, ordinary people would no longer be able to see the movements of the ghost hidden on the Demon Tianpeng King's body.

In this way, Guo Hua's body should not be pierced by the magic pestle of the ghost Jizo.

However, what can this be? Whether this catastrophe can be stopped or not is still a matter of two questions. Even if Guo Hua is okay at this time, he may not be able to escape death after all.

Xian Yuyan suddenly found that in front of the power of this fierce god, he seemed to have become a cold-eyed spectator. Before this, wasn't he a part of the struggle against this catastrophe?

I can't help it, I can't do anything about it. Thinking like this in his heart, he still stood in the middle of everyone and the demon god, and his body instinctively made a protective gesture.

Is it to vent, or is it hidden in the ghost to test the power of the Demon Tianpeng King. I saw that his body was higher than the mountain, and he suddenly fell low, waving his iron wings like a cloud cover, and smashed several mountain peaks into the sky.

After the restlessness, the Demon Heaven Peng King instantly spread his wings, rose from the ground, and flew straight towards the Yin and Yang Enchantment.

All causes and effects, good and evil, good and ugly, seem to have come to an end after this blow.

Changan.

The atmosphere of terror has been overwhelming, and people seem to have forgotten what normal breathing is all about.

Outside the city of Chang'an, hundreds of thousands of panicked people blocked the water that had become a blockade, shouting to open the city gate and let people enter the city to avoid disaster.

In Chang'an City, officials and dignitaries, peddlers and pawns all lost their souls, or wept, or stood still, in the square, among the alleys, desperately gathered together.

Even the snakes and rats lurking underground swarmed out, converging into a magnificent procession in the courtyards, on the streets, and under the feet of the people, and fled like crazy towards the outside of the city.

The horses, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, geese and dogs raised at home are even more restless, and some cattle, horses, chickens and ducks have even broken free from their cages and run wild in the streets.

A scene of madness, boiling, panic and annihilation.

The imperial court had to organize the arming of troops in the shortest possible time.

Even, Suzong appointed Li Fuguo as the commander-in-chief of Chang'an's defense, and handed over the military power of the left and right guards, the left and right Jinwu guards, the left and right Xiao guards, the left and right military guards, the left and right Weiwei, the left and right leading guards, the left and right Qianniu guards, and the left and right prison guards, all of which were handed over to Li Fuguo's unified command, with the assistance of Helan Shou and Yu Nuohai.

In fact, it crossed the military headquarters and even the three provinces, and formed a situation in which the procuratorial department monopolized power. On this day, Li Fuguo can be said to be the most powerful person in the entire Chang'an City, and he can even influence the situation in the world.

It's just that at this moment, looking at the difference between heaven and earth, he really doesn't have the heart to experience any power. In the past year or so, he has already won over half of the DPRK's Chinese military officials, and it is not difficult to preside over the situation.

He also knew in his heart what Su Zong thought of himself, and Su Zong knew that he was not this material, but who could he give it to? The only person he trusted at the moment who could win over this group of civil and military people was himself, and he had no choice but to do so.

Of course, maybe Su Zong looked at the situation in front of him, and he was already helpless, so he just pulled someone to preside over it.

Thinking of this, Li Fuguo couldn't help but smile bitterly. What can he do, he is also the one who is in his position and has nothing to do.

Of course, Li Fuguo is a traitor, but he is not a stupid and incompetent person. Sometimes the bad guys seem to be more gifted when it comes to organizational collusion than the upright ones. They are better at perceiving people's hearts and driving others.

At the moment of the catastrophe, Li Fuguo summoned all the names of those who were called in the six departments and nine temples of the three provinces, and those who had some experience and dared to speak. A group of people lined up from the Hanyuan Hall until the long corridor and open space outside the main hall were crowded and full.

At first, everyone was still very well-behaved, and those who had been walking on the temple for a long time were old and serious, knowing that the matter was very important, and they were silent.

Some lower-ranking officials rarely have such an opportunity, although they only saw the situation in the Golden Palace from a distance, and even the emperor's appearance could not be seen clearly, but they were inevitably a little fluttering in their hearts, almost forgetting the seriousness of the situation, and suppressed the excitement of seeing Long Yan in their hearts and whispered.

After a while, the whispering turned into a noisy commotion, and even divided into two factions, some people supported the Taoist practice of inviting the Louguan platform, and some people prayed for blessings from the monks of the main temple, so they were also noisy.

In the end, the official in charge of the court had no choice but to stop everyone and play the situation.

Completely clueless.

Su Zong's face deliberately showed some anger, and then, from the main hall to the outer corridor, gradually quieted down. The crowd ceased talking. The officials resumed their ceremonies and stood there quietly.

Su Zong is not a person who likes to get angry, he is used to attributing all his grievances to himself, probably because he was cautious for too long when he was the crown prince. There is also a kind of kindness or cowardice in the bones.

And at this time, he also knew that even if these courtiers had the ability to protect the country and the country, it was still too difficult for them to deal with the calamity in front of them.

At the beginning of the mutation, he was also aware of it, just like the officials and people in Chang'an City.

Or rather, he was more sensitive than others to the strange and unusual atmosphere in the sky.

Su Zong is a sensitive and somewhat cowardly person, and all these years of life in the East Palace, which has made him full of vigilance against dangerous things.

The magnanimous and philanthropic father, Emperor Xuanzong, was kind to everyone, but he seemed to have a lot of hostility to himself. It's hard to sleep at night.

Since ascending the throne as emperor, expelling the rebels, and recapturing Chang'an, there has also been a brief period of victor's joy and self-confidence. However, he soon fell into anxiety about the precarious situation of Datang.

These worries made him physically and mentally exhausted, and his body was declining day by day, and they also made him more sensitive.

The first phase was a mirror that seemed to spread out in the sky with a large transparent crystal. If there is nothing, the sun shines through the mirror, and the sky is filled with colorful treasures.

Even Qin Tianjian's people, when someone really rushed over, arranged some auspicious sayings, hoping to get some rewards.

Su Zong felt faintly uneasy, and he didn't care, so he sent it away, and the man was bored with himself, and he was helpless.

Sure enough, the situation quickly turned out to be in the direction that Su Zong feared.

The sky darkened, and ghostly fire flowed through the clouds. Countless flaming meteors shuttled through the sky.

The huge sky that was originally scattered with treasure light began to crack one after another. It's like a layer of ice that is not solid on the surface of a lake in early winter, and it shatters with a single blow.

There are also groups of terrifying moving shadows, and on the back of the sky, there are even some huge figures, which are clearly the appearance of ghosts.

The wind blew out of the crack, and the distance between the sky and the earth was once again narrowed, and the whole world felt like hell.

Su Zong couldn't help but think of the so-called "qi number". This is a word that is difficult to understand and easy to be abused, but whenever a dynasty is about to perish, it is said that his "qi" is exhausted.

Isn't today's Datang also falling apart like the sky, wanting to be shattered? Could it be that his own efforts can't save the declining situation of Datang?

The increasingly noisy discussions in the court finally pulled Su Zong back to reality from his memories.

Calm has returned to the main hall. He looked coldly at the few characters in the Qin Tianjian in the corner, and smiled bitterly in his heart, and he didn't have the heart to punish them at the moment.

Wenchen likes to talk about things, and his imagination is rich, and he is brainless and endless, and in the end it will not help.

Simply, Su Zong directly named several veterans who stood silently and asked them to immediately propose a plan to deal with it.

Although there is no shortage of military generals who are strategic, after all, they are not as stingy as the literati, and they will not worry too much about their own gains and losses and deliberately say too much.

In their eyes, no matter how great a catastrophe is, it is just a war. War has a way of war.

Several generals looked at each other, and knew that this matter always fell on their heads, so they immediately regarded it as a battle to defend the city, and soon drafted a set of basic defense methods, which were divided into four parts.

First, additional garrisons were dispatched to strengthen the military defense of the outer and inner cities. A special team of soldiers and horses was sent to each city gate to arrange for people who wanted to enter the city to camp on the spot; in the inner city, five soldiers were stationed every 100 meters along the streets and squares to maintain law and order in the city;

second, arrange for civil and military ministers and princes and dignitaries to temporarily avoid the imperial city, and strengthen the soldiers of the palace and the imperial city;

Third, order the left and right Jinwuwei, unify the supervision of the east and west cities, and uniformly dispatch necessary resources such as rice, grain, vegetables and vegetables;

Fourth, temporarily requisition all the men in the city, and cooperate with the garrison officers and soldiers to build bunkers nearby, just in case.

As for the distribution of ordnance, the use of baggage, and the transfer of soldiers, they naturally operate in an orderly manner.

Li Fuguo listened to the opinions of the generals, although he knew in his heart that it was not a real countermeasure, how could this defensive measure to defend the city deal with the collapse of the heavenly dome? When the sky fell, who knew what kind of demons and monsters would come to attack?

At least, this can maintain stability in Chang'an and the imperial city, and avoid civil strife first.

At that moment, Li Fuguo slightly praised it, agreed to Su Zong's advice, and immediately went to implement it.

In this way, the originally panicked and boiling atmosphere in Chang'an City finally eased.

Of course, there are still some people with good deeds who propose to ask the monks of Famen Temple and Ximing Temple to do some Dharma deeds.

Su Zong, who had been to the battlefield scene, had long been unimpressed by these Buddhist rituals such as praying for blessings and praying for immortals, but the people were panicked, and it was better to talk than nothing, so they went with them.

At this time, he was really worried about a monk in his heart, and he sent someone to invite him before going to court. Counting on the hour, it's time to arrive.