With An Lushan's order, the horses' hooves were bursting, the dust was flying, and the 30,000 cavalry took the lead and rushed towards the camp where Li Longji was, while the remaining infantry followed closely behind.

An Lushan has the blood of the Hu people, and its town is located on the northern border of the Tang Dynasty, close to the Hu people, and his subordinates are all dry soldiers who can fight well.

In less than half an hour, the 30,000 Tang army will be swallowed up by the rebels.

Therefore, in the face of the roaring rebel soldiers, the eyes of all the Tang soldiers were full of despair.

"Hum Mi..."

Just as the rebel cavalry was about to rush to the front of the camp, suddenly there was a burst of Sanskrit sound, and a huge golden Buddha's hand suddenly tore through the dark clouds and fell not far in front of the cavalry.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, the ground shook, and both the Tang army and the rebels were stunned by the changes in front of them.

The neighing of war horses and the shouting of killing stopped abruptly.

When the dust fell, a huge palm print appeared in the open space between the two armies, and in the sky, a phantom image of the Buddha appeared that shook the sky.

The Buddha smiled with a flower, one hand on his chest as a gesture, and the other hand as a false support.

"An Lushan, my father trusts you a lot, and entrusts Zhenbei City with the important task of making it a big deal, you don't want to be loyal to the monarch and serve the country, but you rebel openly and collide with the sky, which is disloyal."

"You are cowardly, J filthy sister-in-law, this is unfilial."

"As a general, it is unjust for you to rebel against your own selfish desires and make your soldiers become thieves..."

Just as everyone on the battlefield was stunned, the Buddha's mouth suddenly moved slightly, and a voice came from all directions like rolling muffled thunder.

"People who are disloyal and unfilial, this prince will punish you on behalf of the heavens today, can you complain?"

Hearing the last sentence, except for Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan and others, who knew the specific situation in advance, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

Prince? This Buddha is the prince? If Li Longji had such a bullish prince, why did he fall into such a field?

Immediately, everyone noticed that there was a baby carved in pink and jade on the Buddha's right hand.

Seeing this, some well-informed Tang Jun showed a hint of surprise on their faces, they had long heard that the concubine gave birth to a son for His Majesty on the way to Shuzhong, and now that I think about it, it should be this baby is good.

Immediately, the faces of the Tang Army, who had already fallen into despair, showed a trace of excitement, the son born to His Majesty was only one month old and could speak and summon the Buddha to come into the world, this is a natural saint, and the Tang Dynasty is expected to prosper.

"You... Why are you evil? How dare you meddle in mortal strife? Looking at the baby in the Buddha's hand, An Lushan was full of liver and gall, and roared inwardly.

Nima, you're going to punish me, and you're embarrassed to ask me if I have any complaints? Of course I have complaints.

But An Lushan didn't dare to say this anyway, he was afraid that after he finished speaking, he would be directly slapped to death by this Buddha in the next moment.

"Stubborn!" Yun Shibao snorted coldly and pressed down with his palm.

At the same time, the Buddha's other hand slapped down from the sky with his movements.

"Master save me... Master save me..."Seeing this mountain-like palm pressed down, An Lushan jumped off the mount with a pale face, crushed a piece of jade pendant on his waist, and frantically cried for help.

A strong man of this level is not something that can be compared with the number of troops at all, only his master, the old Taoist who is regarded by him as an immortal, can have a glimmer of hope to save his life.

And this jade pendant is a life-saving jade talisman given to him by his master before leaving, and once he encounters danger, his master will come immediately.

…

At the same time, in Chang'an City, the Tai Palace, in an underground secret room, an old Taoist priest who was meditating cross-legged and immortal wind suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, he shook off the dust, his figure flashed, left the palace, rode a crane, and rushed towards Ma Weipo at a very fast speed.

…

"Smack!" With a soft sound, the Buddha's palm fell, and An Lushan was slapped into a puddle of meat without accident.

"Nian Er and the others are all confused by An Lushan to do such a big rebellion, if you put down your sword at this moment, this prince can wait for your life." Yun Shibao glanced coldly at the frightened rebels and said lightly.

"Smack!" A soldier was swept by Yun Shibao's gaze, only to feel that his liver and gall were broken, a warm current flowed down his trouser leg, and the combat knife in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

"The Nine Emperor Princes are saints from heaven, and we are willing to surrender."

"The Nine Emperor Princes are saints from heaven, and we are willing to surrender."

"The Nine Emperor Princes are saints from heaven, and we are willing to surrender."

…

As if as a signal, as the first rebel put down his weapon, after reacting, all the rebels threw away the ice blades in their hands and knelt on the ground.

Seeing this, Yun Shibao nodded with satisfaction, and then, he suddenly frowned slightly and looked in the northeast direction.

He could feel that a sky-high demonic aura was coming from the northeast at a rapid pace, and judging from the momentum, even if this great demon did not reach the fourth order, it was at least a third-order consummation.

"Great demon? Is it behind this? Yun Shibao frowned slightly and muttered in a low voice.

Because this reincarnation he bought a ten-year cultivation recovery plan, he can only exert the strength of the third-order upper grade to the third-order perfection for the time being, although it is much stronger than the cultivators of the same level, but the mutant white snake legend is a legendary-level world, and there are supernatural powers.

If it is a fourth-order cultivator facing head-on, a great demon with supernatural powers, Yun Shibao has no certainty of victory for the time being, of course, there is still a 70% chance of winning.

It's just that the price of reincarnating into a legendary-level world is extremely expensive, and Yun Shibao is unwilling to fight this kind of big demon until he is sure of victory.

However, to Yun Shibao's surprise, just as he was secretly concentrating on vigilance and preparing to fight, that demonic aura actually stopped a hundred miles away, and then quickly hid and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh? Don't want to show up? Or is there some other concern? Yun Shibao raised his eyebrows, took a deep look at the direction in which the demonic qi disappeared, manipulated the Buddha's phantom, and sent himself to Yang Yuhuan.

He is still only a one-month-old baby, hungry very fast, although that big demon is a potential crisis that needs to be solved as soon as possible, but the world is big, and it is not as big as milk.

If you don't have enough to eat, how can you have the strength to fight, how can you thrive.

…

"That kid, is he a member of the Buddhist family? Wrong... Although it is a means of Buddhism, he is too murderous, and he should not be a person in Buddhism. A hundred miles away, the old Taoist priest wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered

"Whether it is a Buddhist or Taoist person, if you dare to obstruct the plan of the adult, you must die..."

(End of chapter)