Just suffered a catastrophe, and another blow.

Looking ahead, the army in Changsha went out of the city, and Changge's sharp silver light flashed.

Looking back, tens of thousands of iron riders roared in the wind, and their voices trembled and roared.

And Bocai has run out of oil lamps and has no strength to fight.

Guan Hai and Peng Tuo were also rushed forward by Xiahoudun and Sun Jian and stopped them.

Under the attack of the military tactics displayed by Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, the army has not yet recovered and has to face life and death directly on the battlefield.

The Yellow Turban Army is in danger!

The roars of the army were everywhere, the long knives were stained with blood, and the spears were broken.

Bo Cai's sleeves were clenched into his fists at this moment, and bloodshot was showing around his lips.

He saw the unprepared, hasty Yellow Turban Sergeant being harvested in front of him.

He saw Guan Hai, Peng Tuo, Sun Jian, Xiahou Dun, and several unknown Han generals fighting and scarring.

He also saw that Huangfu Song was fully armored, and he was full of spirit on the wall of the Changshe!

He saw the defeat of the Yellow Turban Army...

"Drink!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and Bo Cai stared at the city wall not far away, his face full of unwillingness.

Bocai is not a saint, he is not unable to accept defeat.

It's just that he can't accept that these 100,000 Yellow Turban troops loyal to Taiping Dao are going to die outside this Changshe City!

The yellow five-element flag slowly appeared and was slowly held in the palm of Bocai's hand.

If 100,000 yellow scarves are sunk here, what face does he have, and what face does he have to go back to meet the great sage and good teacher!

Even if he dies, he will fight to the death!

This young yellow turban is handsome, with long black hair gradually turning gray at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

Mu Ran turned around, a moment ago, the wind blew black hair, and when he looked back, he saw that the snow was full of white hair!

Vitality continued to drain from Bocai's body, and in its place was the monstrous mana that was constantly rising from his body!

An army is commandery, and the battle must be the first!

If you want to kill the yellow scarf, pass this level first!

The yellow-clothed Taoist robe was blown by the wind in the void for thousands of miles, and it was clanging, and this Taoist was full of snow-white hair, and he looked at the head of the Changshe City with an expressionless face.

Such an overdraft of the method of vitality, if it is really hit, it will be difficult to turn back.

Victory or defeat is a short life.

"It's about time."

A pair of eyes are spying on the battle between the Han army and the Yellow Turban at this moment.

When he saw that Bocai was desperate to overdraw his life, he didn't continue to think about it, and stepped out in front of him, and the ripples flashed under his feet, and the ripples spread.

From a distance, it looked as if the man had just taken a step.

But the distance is already hundreds of zhang away.

Thousands of miles in the sky, the wind tore and swept.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in an ordinary coarse cloth robe slowly stepped out from the thousands of miles of clouds.

With his hair tied up as a crown, he has no long objects on his body, and only his hands are behind his back, and he has a unique feeling emanating from his body.

It was the Supreme Grandmaster who had shattered the void before and came to this world, Ling Donglai!

Breaking through the shackles of the world, this martial arts master has just reached this realm with his front feet, and he has already broken through to the fifth-order martial saint, and then molded his muscles, bones, qi and blood.

Therefore, it looks a lot younger.

In fact, Ling Donglai himself is not too old, as a great master who is familiar with the teachings of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism, and has a thorough understanding of the way forward, he is already dazzling enough.

The reason why he looks old is only because Ling Donglai has been cultivating in the Ten Absolute Levels for nine years, looking for a breakthrough, and he is a little unkempt and looks sloppy after not taking care of it.

And at this moment, Ling Donglai appeared here because he was entrusted by Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao, the great sage and mentor who single-handedly set off the Yellow Turban Uprising in the Thirteen Prefectures of the Han Dynasty, is a dignified sixth-order land immortal.

If he was not fully prepared, how could he rest assured that Bo Cai would personally lead the army, and he would naturally leave a few steps behind.

is also a member of the parliament, and after such a long time, if nothing else, at least he knows the roots.

So when Zhang Jiao revealed this meaning, Ling Donglai readily agreed.

As the world's first who is invincible in the world in his life, and he can't stop him in the mountains and seas, life is really lonely.

Standing at the very top, seeing the spring and autumn of the world, there is no enemy, which makes Donglai really boring.

Combined with the previous small talk with Zhang Jiao and Lu Yao, he can also roughly introduce the strength of the Great Han Dynasty.

In this army, there seem to be people who can compete?

Looking through the hundred-mile battlefield, Ling Donglai stared at Huangfu Song, revealing a strong interest.

"Soldier Martial Saint... What a magical means. ”

The fire that was still burning in the heavy rain just now made it clear to Dongdong.

That kind of strange method had never been seen in his original world, so this Grandmaster Ling was very interested in it.

Above the nine skies, a figure slowly shuttled in.

Whether it was the general of the Yellow Turban Army or the general of the Han Dynasty army, they all separated their minds at this moment and looked at the sudden changes in the void.

And Bo, who was about to lift all his mana and rush to the city wall to fight to the death, saw Ling Donglai, and suddenly remembered what the great sage and good teacher had said to him before.

According to Zhang Jiao's words, not only Peng Tuo and Guan Hai will come to help him, but also a friend of his old man will also come to help this time.

Bocai, who was already a little desperate, surged again in his heart at this moment.

I saw that this white-haired yellow turban Qu Shuai stopped rushing forward, looked at Ling Donglai who was slowly falling from the clouds, and asked excitedly with both fists:

"In the lower eastern Yellow Turban Qu Shuai Bocai, dare to ask the seniors who were entrusted by the great sages and good teachers to come to help me with the Yellow Turban?"

Hearing the voice of hidden hope revealed by the waves, Donglai's originally ancient well had no waves, and a little smile appeared on his breezy face.

I saw him step on the void, and the next moment he fell to the left and right of Bocai.

"Yes, I came here at the behest of Daoist Zhang Jiao."

"This seat is coming from the east."

This voice is neither salty nor light, but when it falls into Bocai's ears, it is like a heavenly sound.

"Bo Cai represents my 100,000 Yellow Turban Rebels, thank you seniors!"

Hearing Bocai's words, Ling Dong replied:

"It's fine, it's just a small thing."

"But you'd better go down and rest first."

"If the vitality continues to be lost like this, you will be able to live, and it is estimated that you will not live long."

Before Ling Donglai finished speaking, Bo Cai was a little anxious.

I saw that he hurriedly spoke, and said as if he was a little worried:

"But the Han army is powerful, and with the strength of its predecessors alone, I am afraid it is not enough..."

"Huh?"

Ling Donglai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, good guy!"

"I made Donglai cross half my life, and you were the first to worry that my strength was not enough."

"On the road of martial arts, if you don't go through all kinds of hardships, always look forward and backward, and don't have the ambition to advance bravely, how can you be worthy of a glimpse of my true face?"

"I'm going to talk about the Fa today, boy, and I'm optimistic!"

I am who I am, I am the Tao!

The sea is at the end of the sky, and the mountain is the peak!

At this moment, the wind in all directions of heaven and earth is rising, as if it is beating drums and cheering for the cloth-clothed figure standing in the center of heaven and earth!

Heaven and earth must do as I will!

I saw Ling Donglai volleying a giant palm at the distant city wall, and this giant palm emitted countless shiny and dense runes.

Among them, there are Buddha seals, there are Tao seals, which are integrated in the unparalleled true qi in this world, like the vast ocean, and the brilliance is surging.

This is exactly what Ling Donglai realized in the forty-nine pairs of God of War catalogues, and it is also the way that only belongs to him Ling Donglai!

Named after it, the Shattered Void!

(End of chapter)