Snoring~~

A stream of breath erupted from between the mouth and nose of the Ziyang Immortal.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, his chest rose and fell violently, and his body seemed to be able to burn the sky, causing tens of thousands of miles of earth under his feet to shake and tremble.

The more than 700,000 soldiers in this area and the more than 8 million people in Junzhou City all felt the terrifying tsunami-like sense of oppression, which was generated by the location of the Ziyang Immortals.

It makes this immortal seem to be about to turn into a demon god.

"Nan Sui! Lu Qi! Lu Qingping! Hello guys......"

Anger erupted from the eyes of the Ziyang Immortal, and the green tendons on his sideburns kept beating.

Although the fist mark on his face had quickly disappeared, he still felt a burning pain on his face.

It was a disgrace to be punched to the soul and heart.

He is an immortal, and he has actually endured such a great humiliation!

For tens of thousands of years above Yan Fu, the immortals have always been a transcendent existence standing at the top of the food chain of the world's monks.

In any era, when the number of immortals appeared at the most, there were no more than fifteen.

However, it is such a transcendent immortal.

Ziyang Immortal, as one of them, was not only beaten by Lu Qi with a punch outside Junzhou City only a few months ago for thirty years, but now, he was also hit in the face by Lu Qingping's punch and flew thousands of miles away.

If it is said that the loss of qi in the previous thirty years has already made the Ziyang Immortal a laughing stock among all the immortals.

So this time, being blocked in front of more than 700,000 people, blasting out thousands of miles with one punch, it is a stain on life that cannot be washed away at all, and you must completely fail to raise your head in front of all immortals, and become a "shame of immortals"!

How to describe the mood of the Ziyang Immortal at this moment, that is, even if Lu Qingping and Lu Qi's father and son are eaten alive, they can't dispel his anger.

But.

At this moment, he seemed to be frozen in place, although the immortal qi around him was surging, hovering in all directions like a ribbon, which could make 700,000 soldiers suffocate and tremble.

But he didn't dare to take a step towards Lu Qingping and Lu Qi, the father and son who were only a few dozen feet away from him.

Just like the front is the "thunder pool" that makes the demons and gods of the world tremble.

Don't dare to take the initiative to take a step.

The voice of the Youtan Immortal came faintly, and it was also a complicated sigh:

"Ziyang Immortal Friend, let's go first, and then settle accounts with it in the future, now, his father and son are in a big trend, I am afraid that only the powerful personal qi of Qi Wangsun can dare to be compared with the fortune of one dynasty."

Sixty percent of the fortune of all beings in the world is added.

How can one or two immortals face it head-on?

Only the first in the world, who has long cultivated the body of the three immortals, and is invincible in the world for a thousand years, has a little chance of confronting him.

Just like the master who was sanctified 3,000 years ago, he can set rules for the people of the world with his own strength.

That move affected not only sixty percent of the sentient beings in the world, but Yan Fu's fate.

But the Master did it anyway.

It is precisely because the Master's personal qi has already exceeded the sum of all sentient beings in the entire Yanfu that he can modify the fate of the sentient beings in Yanfu by himself and be able to bear the counterattack.

This is the origin of the phrase "The Master presses all beings in the world under him".

"Lu Qingping, you wait for this seat, if you have the ability, your father and son will always be tied to the dynasty army......"

The Purple Sun Immortal finally had an expressionless face, spit out this sentence indifferently, and then disappeared in place.

After glancing at Lu Qingping, Youtan Immortal said:

"Younger generations, don't laugh too early, the immortals in the world are not as simple as you think."

The words fell, and the Buddha's light flashed in situ, and this Guanyin Bodhisattva's Taoist inheritance immortal also disappeared from the earth.

They all left.

I have to leave, and if I stay here, I may be humiliated.

Now it is inferior to others, and it is the first to retreat from the edge.

But as they said, once Lu Qingping and Lu Qi left a certain range of these hundreds of thousands of troops, they would no longer be able to gather the general trend of the national fortunes of the Southern Sui.

The so-called "major affairs of the country are in the worship and fighting", and there is nothing more than a country's sacrifice and war to reflect the foundation of a country, and how a country's army bears one of the fundamentals of the country's fortune.

Regarding the departure of the two immortals, Lu Qingping was expressionless.

"It's good to know the times."

In fact, like the punch in the face of the Ziyang Immortal, he could only hit it once, which was the reason why he used the Time Immortal Technique to "change day into night".

After all, it is an immortal, and the life level has already been sublimated to a special realm, if it were not for Yan Fu, the immortal would have been able to live forever, which has already proved that as long as there is a clean supply of immortal qi, the vitality of the immortal is almost infinite, and his punch did not cause substantial damage to the Ziyang immortal.

But his purpose has been achieved.

Use this punch to warn the immortals of the world.

Secondly......

Lu Qingping's eyes looked forward at this time, and the two pieces of divine brilliance fell on the more than 300,000 troops of the Northern Tang Dynasty in front of him.

In ancient legends, the god and demon on the battlefield who fought against Prime Minister Zhuge once defeated an army of 200,000 by himself, but in the end he was killed by a sea of 200,000 people.

Buzzing~~

Now, there are more than 300,000 people in front of Lu Qingping, but his momentum has not weakened at all, because he is more than a step stronger than the god and demon on the battlefield, so that at this moment, more than 300,000 people in the Northern Tang Dynasty have a shadow on their hearts and feel a violent sense of suffocation.

They all panicked.

Footsteps began to waver.

At this time, accompanied by Lu Qingping's four words as cold as the sound of heaven, swept over:

"Those who descend will not be killed!"

Bang!

These four words seemed to turn into a substantial sledgehammer, and they hit the hearts of more than 300,000 troops, so that none of them could have a normal face, and they were all pale.

"Don't kill those who descend, lay down your arms!"

At this time, from the head of Junzhou City, a Confucian general in white clothes and white armor waved forward and shouted.

It was Sun Changqing.

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~~

The more than 200,000 troops in Junzhou City all rushed out and shouted in unison:

"Don't kill those who descend, lay down your arms!" ……

"Don't kill those who descend, lay down your arms!" ……

…………

"Run!"

"Lay down your arms and surrender!"

"Finally Datang! Swear not to surrender! ”

In an instant, all the more than 300,000 troops in the Northern Tang Dynasty were in an uproar, the formation was in chaos, a large area of soldiers fled, half of them laid down their weapons, and a small half roared angrily and continued to kill towards Junzhou.

Needless to say, Lu Qi stepped forward with his gun and took the lead in the charge, paying tribute to this small group of stubborn Northern Tang warriors and dying!

Lu Qingping didn't follow, because he was looking at the pile of vigorous flesh and blood under his feet at this time.

Li Xuanba's corpse was a little weird.