In order to encircle and suppress the literary and artistic army, Beili can be said to have poured out of the nest, but Chu Yangge was afraid that Wuhu and Manchu would secretly attack Yanjing after all, just in case, he specially left two seven realms, hiding in the Shenlong Prison, with the help of the large array here to cover the breath, but also when the enemy attacked, secretly attacked.

One is Chen Zhenwei, the master of the Shenlong Prison.

One is Qi Rang, the housekeeper in Prime Minister Qinhui's mansion.

The former has the method of imprisoning the secret prison, and can use the Divine Dragon Prison Formation to increase his own holdings.

The latter is even more of the seven realms and seven realms, and its strength is unrivaled in the world.

With the two of them in charge, Yan Jing was enough to hold out until Chu Madge knew about his return.

However, just as the Battle of Huangshan began, this Shenlong Prison, which was known as the garrison second only to the Yanjing Imperial Palace, had already been submerged by the endless sea of blood.

Stepping on the top of the waves of the Blood Sea, Cai Xudong's black hair had turned scarlet, and countless blood-colored talismans appeared on the surface of his seemingly thin body, directly increasing his physique to a level close to the Eight Realms.

Beside him, Lu Yang, Fan Difei, and Han Yiqi stood side by side, but there was also an incredible light in their eyes when they looked at the former.

Not only them, but also in the Divine Dragon Prison below, which had been flooded with blood at this moment, there was also a person who said in a muffled voice: "Impossible! You only have seven realms, why can you condense your divine thoughts?"

When Cai Xudong heard this, it seemed that at this time, the great array of the Divine Dragon Prison had been broken through by his own sea of blood, but there were still many prohibitions converging in the depths, and he was stubbornly resisting.

At a glance, he saw a green-robed old man sitting at the bottom of the Divine Dragon Prison, the surrounding realm condensed like substance, combined with the unbroken forbidden formations around him, desperately blocking his Blood Emperor Divine Thoughts.

This person is the Divine Dragon Prison Master, Chen Zhenwei.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, Cai Xudong did not answer, but slowly strengthened his divine thoughts, making the offensive of the sea of blood more and more turbulent, constantly infiltrating the prohibition, corrupting and disintegrating.

With the help of Hou Chunyu, Cai Xudong successfully reunited his physical body and cultivated his blood god body.

It wasn't until he recently broke through to the Seven Realms and Seven Realms that he gradually realized the mysteries of the Blood God Body.

What is the God of Blood?

Although his skill is still in the Seven Realms, with the talent of the Blood God Body, he has been able to condense divine thoughts.

In other words, since Yao Ruoyu, Zhang Ziqiang, Ding Yanzhi, and Xu Xuanrong have successively ascended to the Eight Realms Emperor, he is the strongest Seven Realms in the entire China.

With a loud bang, the surging blood finally broke through the prohibition of the seventh layer.

Cai Xudong raised his eyebrows, and the surging blood rushed forward, carrying the three of them out.

"Stop!" Chen Zhenwei sensed that the three people were taken out by Cai Xudong, and his heart was immediately startled, his thin right hand held an iron cable, raised his hand and shook it, and the iron rope like a sickle rose straight into the sky and rolled towards the three people.

With a snort, Cai Xudong stepped on his feet, and the heavy blood and water gathered and swirled, turning into countless hideous tentacles wrapped around the iron cable, constantly delaying its speed.

"Brother Qi, help me!"

Chen Zhenwei's face changed, and he hurriedly shouted, a middle-aged man beside him was also out of the sheath of his long sword, the sword light was shining, like a crane flying, rushing to the side of the iron rope and slashing continuously, cutting off the scarlet tentacles one after another.

It's just that at this moment, this surging sea of blood is fused with Cai Xudong's Blood Emperor Divine Thoughts, which can be called endless, no matter how the two of them act, the scarlet tentacles are still constantly generated, and they don't give the other party a chance to stop themselves from saving people at all.

Three breaths of kung fu, the three of them have been coerced out of the Divine Dragon Prison by blood and water, Rao is Cai Xudong's conceited strength, and his face was also relieved, and then he smiled and said: "Brother Lu, do it!"

Lu Yang nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared into place out of thin air, escaping into the Divine Dragon Prison like a puff of smoke.

Feeling that the power of the blood sea above had suddenly increased by more than two times, Chen Zhenwei and Qi Rang both had a pale face, and hurriedly strengthened the realm with all their might, and used their true qi to fight back.

"You stay here!" Turning his head and commanding, Cai Xudong suddenly fell down, and countless blood patterns on the surface of his body immediately condensed into his body, and he used all his strength to stimulate the power of the blood god body, and when he came to the seventh layer, he suddenly punched out at the bottom, and suddenly roared like a blood dragon, and the forbidden spirit patterns of the eighth layer collapsed and shattered one by one, even if Chen Zhenwei controlled the large array to continuously repair, it still couldn't catch up with the speed of Cai Xudong's destruction.

A few punches broke through the prohibition of the eighth layer, Cai Xudong fell, and then several punches were struck, and countless talismans and seals that were hit by the fist power like a mountain shattered, and the overflowing spiritual energy was also swallowed by the sea of blood, and it was blessed on Cai Xudong's body.

Seeing that the other party was about to break through the forbidden defense of the ninth layer, Chen Zhenwei finally turned grim, threw out a lantern with a ghostly fire, and his mind extended, and the ninth layer and the countless forbidden formations above that had been shattered all merged into the realm, turning into a prison surrounded by countless spikes.

"Void Prison!" A low roar in his throat flung out the sickle blade in Chen Zhenwei's hand, and he was about to drag Cai Xudong into prison.

Seeing the sickle slashing, Cai Xudong threw a punch, and when the fists and blades were staggered, the sound resounded through the world, and he also looked moved, and looked at Chen Zhenwei below in surprise.

This Chen Zhenwei turned out to be the same as Long Cheng, both of them have the same understanding of the Avenue of Yu.

It's just that Long Cheng's use of Yuzhi Avenue is closer to shuttling, but this Chen Zhenwei is better at forbidding isolation.

If he had just recovered, he might not have a chance of winning in the face of Chen Zhenwei, but unfortunately, now that he had comprehended the mysteries of the Blood God Body, he was not afraid of this strong enemy of the Seven Realms.

With a low roar in his throat, Cai Xudong's scarlet power suddenly skyrocketed, and his body was instantly strong to the peak, and after wearing the claws of the bloodline puppet, he punched out, and the prohibition in front of him collapsed instantly, and the sickle blade was also turned into powder by him with a punch.

The natal weapon was destroyed, Chen Zhenwei spurted out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Cai Xudong in horror.

Seeing that Chen Zhenwei was invincible, Qi Rang hurriedly struck with a sword, and thousands of Gengjin sharp qi converged on the tip of the sword, sweeping over like a storm, with his current strength of the Seven Realms and Seven Realms, with this seventh-rank princely level exercise, even Cai Xudong's sea of blood may not be able to stop its cutting.

It's just that Qi Rang's sword just struck out, his face changed suddenly, and he turned around and took out the sword in a panic, but he passed by the blade shadow in the hand of the comer, and then hissed, Qi Rang's waist was directly cut out of a gap by the blade shadow.

Seeing the figure that appeared and disappeared in an instant, Qi Rang's face was surprised, he never expected that in addition to Cai Xudong, the other party actually had a powerhouse of the Seven Realms who was good at assassination.

Squinting at Chen Zhenwei's danger, Qi let the steel teeth bite, reluctantly gave up the idea of rescue, and turned to the sword to fight Lu Yang.

At the same time, Fan Difei and Han Yiqi, who were held up by the endless sea of blood in the sky, were also talking to Jiang Siyu, Fu Chaozan, and the old man who had just been brought out by Cai Xudong.

Jiang Siyu was brought here by Chu Yangge before Beili set off to attack the literary army, as for Fu Chaozan and the old man Long, they have been in prison for several months, and they don't know the outside world.

Knowing that the six major forces are now jointly attacking the Wen Dynasty, the three of them are all shocked, the old man is fine, but Fu Chaozan and Jiang Siyu are anxious.

Not to mention the latter, he is concerned about the people of the Wen Dynasty.

As for Fu Chaozan, although he was brought to Yanjing after surrendering, deep in his heart, he was thinking about other people in the Literature and Art Department all the time.

It's just that he has a black record of surrender after all, so when he saw Fan Difei and Han Yiqi at this time, he didn't know how to speak, so he simply stood next to him and kept silent.

Han Yiqi was chattering with Jiang Siyu about the situation outside, when there was a sudden loud sound like a landslide cracking below, and the five of them looked down together, and saw that the entire Divine Dragon Prison collapsed, and endless blood rose from it, and Cai Xudong and Lu Yang also swept out of it and swept to the top of the sea of blood.

"How is it?" Fan Difei just finished asking, and he knew that it was nonsense, since Cai Xudong and Lu Yang were safe and sound, then the two Seven Realms of Beili must have fallen.

"Let's go! Hurry up to Huangshan!" squinting his eyes, Cai Xudong's face was solemn, "If their layout is this one, we will wait for us to go to the end!"

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The huge battle axe slammed into the ground, and Ni Chan barely supported herself from falling, panting and looking at the enemy army in front of her like a tide and slowly retreating.

Looking left and right, Ni Chan's eyes were full of bitterness, for half a day, six hours, they fought from early morning to dusk, and finally temporarily supported.

As the enemy retreated, the remaining more than 9,000 people of the Kaishan Army also regrouped under the command of Ni Chan, and not far away, the dreadnought army of less than 7,000 people led by Chu Taiyuan also slowly retreated, forming a formation again on the left side of the Kaishan Army.

Looking at Chu Taiyuan, who was also covered in blood, Ni Chan took a few breaths before laughing loudly: "Hey, Chu Taiyuan, are you okay?"

Chu Taiyuan glanced at her and didn't make a sound, just nodded with a cold expression.

"Is it okay for you to nod your head?" Ni Chan grabbed her hair and asked with a smile.

Frowning slightly, Chu Taiyuan retracted his gaze and ignored her.

Ni Chan smiled, not angry, turned her head to look at the battlefield at the two peaks not far away, where the battle was also temporarily over, and the figures of Yu Jieyi, Yelu Wudan and others were also standing in front of the formation, and they didn't know what the injuries were.

On the Lotus Peak, Deng Yitong wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, and coughed a few times with a pale face.

For six hours, he commanded the eleven defense lines completely by himself, except for the one where Han Derang and Wang Liangchen were sitting and did not need to intervene himself, and he was responsible for the tactical response of the other eleven defense lines.

That's right.

The Dawen Dynasty now sits in Sichuan, Chongqing, and Jinghu and north and south, although it is full of talents, but such as Yao Ruoyu, Xu Xuanrong, Song Kai, Ding Yanzhi, these famous people, they are good at strategy, not real tactics on the battlefield.

In the huge Dawen Dynasty, only Deng Yitong, Han Derang, and Wang Liangchen can be regarded as first-class masters of the art of war.

However, because Wang Liangchen and Han Derang had to lead the army to meet the enemy and deal with the enemy's powerhouses of the Seven Realms, their attention was completely focused on their own battlefield, and they couldn't be distracted at all.

However, the defense line in charge of Yang Renjie, Xiang Beibei, Li Yilin, Xiao Jianshan, Fu Feng and others, due to the strength of the ranks, did not require him to interfere too much, but also slightly reduced his burden.

Rao is like this, the command and dispatch of the whole six hours still makes this great secretary and soldier exhausted.