Thunder and blood!

With Qian Yiming's military order issued, the entire Southern Wilderness began to shake!

800,000 Red Flame Army and 100,000 Xuanyang Guards were ordered to return to Zhongzhou.

When these armies, who had been tempered in blood and fire for decades, set foot on the land of Zhongzhou, between heaven and earth, spiritual light surged.

The fighting spirit and evil spirit condense endless killing visions and turn into various magical beasts.

This is an army of a hundred battles, and it comes with full of killing intent.

"This is going to set off a bloody storm...... an old man standing on the border of Zhongzhou raised his head and whispered softly.

Behind him, several middle-aged cultivators all nodded.

"Ancestor, since Qian Yiming has turned around, he must be going to kill people, but in this game, can he and Han Xiang win?" A middle-aged man in a cyan robe with a gray-black sword hanging from his waist asked.

"Yes, Wen Xiang is modest, he has never been so fierce, this Han Xiang has not yet ascended to the throne, he is killing like this, can he sit firmly?" Another white-robed young man also spoke up.

No one thought that Han Muye would do it directly before entering the imperial city.

Is this arrogance, or is it Liwei?

For the Daomen and the various forces, the choice is also a dilemma at this time.

Those who comply, many people may be unwilling, after all, Han Muye's prestige is too much worse than Wen Mosheng.

If you don't comply, you will inevitably become the object of Han Muye's ascending phase.

The old man standing in front of him shook his head, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes: "The old man doesn't know how, just see if Qian Yiming and Han Xiang can stabilize the situation." ”

"If it can be done, I will naturally go to the imperial city."

"If it doesn't work......"

Not finished.

Needless to say.

If Qian Yiming fails to suppress the Daomen, the prestige of the new prime minister will be damaged, and the chaos in Tianxuan will be at least a hundred years.

The key is that when the road is fighting, how can it be possible to stabilize the general trend for a hundred years?

The biggest possibility is that the Daomen will rise, leading Tianxuan to fall to the fairy world and destroy Tianxuan.

At that time, among the Tianxuan Dao Sect, there might be many great cultivators who took this opportunity to be promoted, or it was not impossible to even achieve Dao Ancestor!

Southeast of Zhongzhou, Baiyue County.

Above the vast mountains, the spirit flashed.

One by one, the Heavenly Realm Great Cultivators stood in mid-air, looking ahead.

A hundred miles ahead, qi and blood are intertwined with spiritual light, and there is even more Haoran Qi entangled.

That is Qian Yiming's army.

"This Han Muye is really arrogant to the extreme, when he was a god at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, he was already on the same page as my Zhongzhou Daomen, today-" A black-bearded Taoist with a long sword on his back gritted his teeth and spoke in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, someone next to him said lightly: "If you are not convinced, you can challenge him yourself." ”

Challenge?

The face of the Black Whisker Dao froze.

He didn't dare.

is also a sword cultivator, he knows how strong Han Muye's swordsmanship can be.

One sword to subdue the East China Sea, how can he challenge such a character?

"Hmph, what's the point of saying such cool words, there are so many people here today, even Qian Yiming's army doesn't dare to stop it." He snorted coldly, sneering coldly.

All present were the powerhouses of the Southeast Dao Sect, and each of them was a Heavenly Realm.

With so many people here, it is to see what Qian Yiming's army will do after entering Zhongzhou.

"Okay, don't argue, let's see where the army goes." In front, an old man in a white robe waved his hand, and everyone fell silent.

Yuan Cheng Zhenjun, a Taoist monk, entered the Taoist overhaul, and was a semi-saint cultivator.

This person spoke, and no one present dared not listen.

In the entire Tianxuan, there are only a few people who have entered the realm of semi-saints.

Among these people, nearly half of them are stationed in the imperial city, under the command of Wen Mosheng.

There are only a few half-saint powerhouses who are really in charge of the Southeast Dao Gate.

Yuan Cheng Zhenjun is the strongest among them.

The Songyuan Dao Sect behind him is also one of the three major sects of the Southeast Dao Gate.

This time, the Daomen in the southeast quietly gathered masters and came to watch, which was the call of the Songyuan Daoist Sect and the personal presiding over of Yuan Cheng Zhenjun.

"Yuan Cheng Zhenjun, I have seen Han Muye twice, his Confucianism and Taoism are profound, one word is a god, the way of the sword, and the way of Dan is also the power of the sky, which is no different from the sound of literature and ink back then."

On Yuan Chengzhenjun's side, an old man wearing a black robe with a ruddy face spoke softly.

can stand side by side with Yuan Cheng Zhenjun, this person's cultivation will naturally not be bad, at least it is also a major overhaul of the gods.

In the land of Tao contention, turning gods into peaks and having the power to transform gods, he is the top powerhouse in the world.

"What Yuyan Daoist said is that if Han Muye is really an ordinary person, Wen Mosheng will not let him inherit the phase." Yuan Cheng Zhenjun nodded and looked at the qi and blood aura in the distance.

"In this game, we can only compete with it."

After Yuan Cheng Zhenjun finished speaking, his eyes shone with essence, staring at the blood tiger transformed by qi and blood.

In the sky, a thousand-foot blood tiger took shape, roared, and rushed into the mountains.

"Yes...... Nanyuan Daozong! Someone exclaimed.

Yuan Cheng Zhenjun gritted his teeth, and the breath on his body surged: "Nanyuan Dao Sect is a firm self-reliant person among the Southeast Dao Sect, and the two Daoists of Yuanquan and Yuangu are both ethereal in their hearts. ”

The black-robed old man beside him nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The status of the Nanyuan Dao Sect in the Dao Gate is not low, there is a mountain protection array in the Nanyuan Mountain of the Mountain Gate, the two Daoists are out-of-body cultivators, and there are three Heavenly Realms, hope-"

Before his words fell, a golden curtain of light had risen above the mountains in the distance.

Mountain protection array.

They are all Dao Sect cultivators, and together with this big array, everyone can judge the protective power of the formation.

"It can resist the attack of the god of transformation below the fifth level, as long as we hold it today, we will quietly go to support." Yuan Cheng Zhenjun spoke in a low voice.

Behind him, everyone nodded silently.

For a day when the Nanyuan Dao Sect resisted the return army of the Southern Wilderness, they quietly supported and dragged this army here.

Three or five days, seven or eight days later, even if the Nanyuan Dao Sect was defeated, the morale of the army was also discharged.

If this is the case, as long as seven or eight sects work together to drag the army on the southeast border for three or five months, can the new prime minister really not enter the imperial city for three or five months?

In fact, it doesn't take long, as long as the army is frustrated and the new prime minister loses face, this game, Southeast Daomen will win.

"Hum—"

The sky, roaring.

Several spiritual light phantoms appeared on top of the Nanyuan Dao Sect's mountain protection array.

"Poor Dao Yuangu has seen Commander Qian, but I don't know what the commander means by coming with a large army?" A hundred-zhang figure arched his hand, spoke indifferently, and the voice spread thousands of miles.

At this moment, everyone within a thousand miles turned their eyes to the direction of the Nanyuan Dao Sect.

"It's Nanyuan Dao Sect!"

"Qian Yiming's army turned around, and the first stop was Nanyuan Dao Sect, do they really want to do it?"

"The Nanyuan Dao Sect is also a major sect in the southeast, and there are many strong people in the sect, in this battle, Qian Yiming may not be able to please him!"

Some are excited, some are worried, some are indignant, and some are looking forward to it.

After all, it's an outsider, and it's a lively look.

At this time, the one who really has to make a decision is the commander of the Southern Wilderness Town, Qian Yiming.

Qian Yiming, who was standing on top of the head of the Blood Tiger Phantom, pressed the long knife with his hand, his face was cold, and there was a flash of murderous intent in his hands.

"By edict."

"Disobedience."

The long knife slowly came out of the sheath, and the sound of Qian Yiming coincided with the sound of the long knife when it was unsheathed.

Murderous intent overflowing!

"When will my Nanyuan Dao Sect disobey—" Another figure shouted, and before he finished speaking, Qian Yiming's long knife had already been cut off.

"Kill!"

One word!

I'm here today just to kill!

"Roar—"

The Blood Tiger roared and slammed headfirst into the light array in front of it.

The golden curtain of light trembled, but with a single breath, it shattered into inch-by-inch pieces.

In front of the 800,000 iron-blooded army array, the Nanyuan Dao Sect's mountain protection array was not much stronger than the white paper.

"Bind—"

"Lock—"

Above the Nanyuan Dao Sect, the two out-of-body cultivators drank at the same time, and the spiritual light in their hands turned into ropes and chains, enveloping the blood tiger head.

Qian Yiming's body moved, and he flew down directly, and the long knife in his hand slashed down with the power of the mountain!

The sword light attracted the power of heaven and earth, and instantly collided with the two out-of-body overhaul phantoms.

"Boom-"

Cut it in two!

There is no fancy knife technique, and it is concise to the extreme.

After a single sword, the two out-of-body cultivators retreated sharply, with a trace of fear on their faces.

Qian Yiming, the commander of Xuanyang Wei, who was not well-known in Zhongzhou and was completely suppressed by Lu Butcher, was able to break through the primordial spirit phantom of the two of them with one sword?

Such combat power has exceeded their expectations!

Qian Yiming had a long knife in his hand, followed closely behind, and slashed down again.

This time, he split the mountain gate of the Nanyuan Dao Sect.

The blade is like a drum, attracting thousands of storms.

At this moment, the power between heaven and earth converged into a hundred-mile long knife and slashed down!

"Boom-"

The entire Nanyuan Mountain is landslide and ground cracking, and the gravel is flying!

Under a knife, a hundred-zhang crack that stretched for thousands of miles appeared, connecting Nanyuan Mountain with the mountains behind it, and splitting it in half with a knife.

The mountain gate of the Nanyuan Dao Sect was also divided into two halves.

The mountain protection array, the sect's station, was divided into two halves and no longer existed.

The Blood Tiger roared again, let out a long hiss, and its body crashed directly into the broken mountain gate, and then dissipated, turning into a blood-colored army.

Ten people are a team, cooperate with each other, form a small battle array, a hundred people for the army array, a thousand people for the large array, ten thousand, one hundred thousand people form a legion, suppress the entire Nanyuan Mountain, and all the spiritual light is locked.

Blades, spears, like wheat harvesting.

The army broke through the mountain gate, and what awaited was slaughter.

Even the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm can only watch this scene at this time.

"You. You, you are trying to destroy my Nanyuan Dao Sect inheritance system-" The Source Daoist looked up to the sky and shouted, his voice was miserable and tragic, and his aura turned golden.

This is to push the power to the extreme, and the power of the divine soul and the original god of out-of-body overhaul is integrated with the physical body, and the combat power is multiplied, regardless of the path of cultivation.

Not only him, but the Yuangu Dao people beside him, as well as several other Heavenly Realms and Half-Step Heavenly Realms, were all fused with the Yuan Shen and Yuan Ying bodies, urging the strongest force, and then rushed towards Qian Yiming below.

If you don't die today, the sect will be destroyed, and they will become a rootless spring.

Looking at the two out-of-body overhauls who rushed towards him, as well as a group of Nanyuan Dao Sect masters, Qian Yiming showed a smile on his face.

The battle in the Southern Wilderness has been too long, and the bloody aura contaminated with the knife is too heavy.

At this time, all the evil qi is boiling.

"Chop."

His knife was raised.

As he raised his sword, all the military formations were condensed with qi and blood.

With the power of 800,000 troops, slash with one sword!

The sword light shone, and the void in front of him shattered with a knife, two out-of-body overhauls, three Heavenly Realms, eight half-step Heavenly Realms, and five Golden Pill Eightfolds, all of which were shattered and melted into nothingness!

This knife gathers the strength of the military formation of the Southern Wilderness army and shows the strength of the military array.

"Boom-"

Between heaven and earth, the spiritual light shines into the sea.

This is the Heavenly Realm powerhouse has fallen too much at one time, and the power to feed back is too strong.

Half of the sky, turning to golden red!

The shining sword light and the golden aura reflected each other, and they could not be dispersed.

Three knives.

From beginning to end, Qian Yiming made three cuts.

One knife to cut the phantom of the Yuan God, one knife to break the mountain gate of the Nanyuan Dao Sect, one knife, one knife, to cut the heaven realm overhaul!

In the distance, Yuan Cheng Zhenjun and the others all had solemn expressions on their faces, and their faces twitched.

Many people clenched their fists and tried their best to stop the chill in their hearts.

From the formation of the blood tiger and rushing into Nanyuan Mountain, to the collapse of the Nanyuan Dao Sect at this time, the whole process was only a quarter of an hour.

A powerful sect that has been inherited for 10,000 years and has out-of-body overhaul was directly swept away by the mountain gate and cut off the inheritance!

"When, really, destroyed the Nanyuan Dao Sect?" A Taoist in a green robe turned pale and spoke in a low voice.

The strength of the sect behind him is too far behind that of the Nanyuan Dao Sect.

Nanyuan Dao Sect was destroyed in a battle, so can the sect behind him withstand it?

Within a thousand miles, countless cultivators' eyes widened.

The aura fluctuations between heaven and earth cannot deceive people.

A large sect of Taoism was destroyed in a quarter of an hour.

Is this the power of the Southern Wilderness Army?

"If so, like this, old man ......" On the bluestone, the old man with a faint aura of Heavenly Realm cultivator's power whispered to himself.

Behind Yuan Cheng Zhenjun, many people's eyes began to flicker.

Yuan Cheng Zhenjun took a deep breath, and his face showed a fierce expression: "There are three thousand southeast Daomen, I will see if he Qian Yiming will be destroyed one by one." ”

"He will either sweep the army day by day, or scatter the campaign."

"It takes ten years for the army to sweep the three thousand gates."

"Scattered to conquer, I think his million-strong army can be divided into several parts."

The eight southeastern counties have Daomen.

Today, Qian Yiming's iron-blooded methods can deter thousands of miles, but it can't deter all the Daomen.

Daomen and the new Han Xiang are fighting, fighting for the general trend, and they don't really want to stop Qian Yiming here.

As long as Qian Yiming can't quickly sweep Zhongzhou, as long as Han Muye enters the imperial city, there is a heavenly realm outside the imperial city, and the Daomen will win.

Yuan Cheng Zhenjun's words made everyone silent.

In this game, Qian Yiming's iron-blooded annihilation of the Nanyuan Dao Sect shocked them in the end.

Even if Qian Yiming's army was dragged here, as Yuan Cheng Zhenjun said, it was also dragged with the lives of the disciples of various sects.

"Zhenjun, can't I gather the powerhouses of my Dao Sect and directly kill this Qian Yiming?" A middle-aged Taoist in a white robe spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes." Yuan Chengzhenjun's eyes flashed, and he said word by word: "As long as he divides his troops, today, Benjun will shoot directly." ”

Shoot straight!

It turns out that everyone is here today just to assassinate Qian Yiming!

It was only at this time that everyone knew the true intentions of Yuan Cheng Zhenjun.

Qian Yiming can sweep the Nanyuan Dao Sect with a large army, but it is impossible to sweep away the Southeast Dao Gate one by one.

The only way to do this is to divide the forces everywhere.

Everyone thought that Yuan Cheng Zhenjun meant that after dividing the troops equally, they would intercept them everywhere.

It was only now that they understood that as long as Qian Yiming divided his troops, it would be his death!

Far away on the flying boat millions of miles away, looking at the army gathered in a formation after sweeping away the mountain gate of the Nanyuan Dao Sect in the light curtain, Yun Satin raised his head and said, "Han Xiang, how will the army behind move?" ”

Han Muye's gaze fell on the light curtain.

On it, the Blood Tiger Phantom has begun to manifest.

A deep aura flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Don't move." ”

Yun Satin was stunned for a moment, and a blank flash flashed on his face.

Above the light curtain, the blood tigers reunited.

Qian Yiming, who was standing on the head of the blood tiger, slowly raised his hand.

"The ministries listen to orders."

At this moment, the southeast is changing.

In the distance, Yuan Chengzhenjun narrowed his eyes.

Behind him, all the Dao Sect powerhouses held their breath.

As long as Qian Yiming's army divides the troops, it will be the time for them to make a move.

"The whole army obeys the order and repairs in place—"

Qian Yiming's voice resounded.

The Blood Tiger disappeared in an instant, and the military formation dispersed.

Yuan Cheng Zhenjun and the people behind him showed a sluggish look on their faces.

The countless cultivators who were paying attention to this side were all at a loss.

Play?

The new prime minister is waiting for Qian Yiming to sweep the world, and countless gates are waiting for him.

As a result, after this army was assembled and a large sect was destroyed, you didn't leave?

Dressing?

"What does that mean?" Thousands of miles away, a Taoist in a green robe showed surprise on his face.

"Perhaps, he is waiting for our Daomen?" An old man with a white beard stroked his long beard and smiled.

Everyone else turned to look at him.

"Qian Yiming was born in a big family in the imperial city, and he is used to steering the rudder with the wind."

"He swept away the Nanyuan Dao Sect in one battle, and he has already given an explanation to the new country."

"As for what to do in the future, it depends on the intentions of our Daomen."

The old man chuckled, and the smile on his face was even worse.

"This Qian Yiming is really an interesting guy."

"This business can be done."

Business?

Many people showed joy on their faces.

As long as the major affairs of the family and the country are done in business, everything will be easy to do.

Daomen is used to doing business.

"Then, contact this Qian commander?" Someone whispered.

On the mountains in the distance, two old men sitting opposite each other gently moved the chess pieces in front of them.

"Qian Yiming's move should be to increase the chips in his hand." The old man holding the sunspot fell down, and then said lightly.

"Well, I have the same intention." On the other side, the white son fell, and the old man in the green robe then spoke.

The sunspot landed in a corner, forming a strangulation game against the white.

The old man holding the sunspot chuckled and said, "Then contact it, no matter what the request, I will agree." ”

"As long as you can kill the big dragon, a little clown, don't worry."

The black-robed Taoist said, standing up and looking at the void in front of him.

"When Han Muye can't suppress the general trend of Tianxuan, mobilizes Wen Mosheng to return, the army of the fairy world in front of him counterattacks, and the far-fetched ones go straight to Tianxuan's homeland, at that time, the Dao struggle will be stable."

The old man in the green robe laughed, looking at the chessboard situation in front of him, which was already clear, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Tianxuan Confucian Dao has pressed my Dao Sect for tens of thousands of years, so that I have no way to practice."

"The hatred of the severed path, Confucianism and Taoism are extinguished ten thousand times and the fire in the heart of this monarch is extinguished."

The black-robed old man nodded and said softly, "It's fast, it's fast......"

On the flying boat millions of miles away, Yun Satin looked at Han Muye with a solemn face.

Qian Yiming's army was rectified and stopped.

The transfer of money to return to Zhongzhou is the second edict of Han Muye's new minister.

Qian Yiming dared to disobey it, what prestige does Han Muye's edict have in the future?

"Han Xiang, why don't I let Gongsun Shu go." Yun Satin took a breath and spoke in a deep voice.

Gongsun Shu was in the imperial city at this time.

A strong man who has become a half-saint with the way of the sword, and his combat power is the pinnacle of this world.

Han Muye raised his eyes and looked at Yun Satin: "Where do you let Gongsun Shu go?" ”

Yun Satin looked at him, but did not answer.

Han Muye slowly stood up and walked out of the flying boat.

"Do you think Qian Yiming betrayed me, so I transferred Gongsun Shu to kill him and regain control of the army?"

Han Muye's voice came.

Yun Satin did not answer.

Default.

Han Muye stood outside the cabin of the flying boat, looking at the clouds in front of him.

"Confucianism and Taoism have been in charge of Tianxuan for too long, and everyone has become accustomed to this order."

"I'm here to break the order."

"Wen Xiang is Wen Xiang, I am me."

Han Muye opened his mouth lightly, and on his body, there were flashes of spiritual light and divine light.

There is one thing that everyone overlooks.

Han Muye's research on Shinto, the power of Shinto in his hands, in the Tianxuan world, no one can compare!

Even Huang Tingzhu, who achieved the position of a saint with Shinto, was not as profound as Han Muye's Shinto cultivation.

The perfection of the rhubarb court is also due to Han Muye's contributions.

"I'm curious, I, Han Muye, am also a bit famous in Tianxuan, why does everyone think that I will put all the pressure on Qian Yiming?"

Han Muye spoke lightly, and his voice was indifferent.

This sentence made Yun satin's face full of surprise.

Oh, yes!

The successors handpicked by Wen Xiang, Kendo, Confucianism, and Dandao are all strong men who are difficult to find in the world.

Why is such a genius himself ignored by everyone?

Unless—

Unless he did it on purpose!

Yun Satin stood up, with a smile on his face, walked to Han Muye's side, and looked up and down.

"Han Xiang, you did all this on purpose, right?"

"You attracted the power of the Southeast Daomen to gather, and everyone's eyes were on Qian Yiming, there must be other purposes."

It's just that Han Muye's purpose is, Yun Satin doesn't know.

He'll find out right away, though.

The power of the Divine Dao on Han Muye's body became more and more condensed.

The way of heaven and the way of the gods merged, and the golden divine light shone in all directions.

Around the flying boat, the divine light turned into pillars of light.

Cloud Satin's eyes widened as she looked at the pillars of light.

"This, this is the location where the royal family is enshrined, and there is also the location where the Xuanyang Wei royal family guards the town."

"You, you've marked the locations of all the Heavenly Realm cultivators?"

Turning his head to look into the distance, there were two pillars of light revealed in the mountains a hundred miles away.

It's just that the color of the divine light of these two pillars of light is different from the golden pillar of light on the flying boat.

One pale yellow, one pale red.

"Those who have heavenly mysteries in their hearts are golden."

"If there is a rebel in the heart, it is red."

Han Muye spoke softly.

The divine light spreads, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, a thousand miles, a hundred thousand miles, a million miles, ten million miles!

In the whole of Zhongzhou, the divine light is shrouded!

At this moment, none of the cultivators above the Heavenly Realm of the Heavenly Xuan World could hide!

It doesn't matter if you're in a famous mountain or an uninhabited valley.

No, you are in the depths of the heavily protected sect, or under the cliffs.

Whether it is a hundred years of retreat or a thousand years of retreat, as long as there is still a breath of heavenly realm, there is a pillar of light above the head that supports the sky!

Yuan Cheng Zhenjun slowly turned his head.

Behind him, pillars of light were revealed above the heads of the overhauls.

He and several out-of-body powerhouses were blood-red, while the others were pale red, and some were pale red, and some were pale red and pale yellow.

The black-robed old man beside him was red and yellow.

At a glance, Yuan Cheng Zhenjun had already understood the meaning of this pillar of light, and then, his heart was full of chills.

"So, aren't all of us bent on making enemies of Confucianism and Taoism?" He turned his head to look at the old man beside him.

"Yuyan Daoyou, it turns out that until now, you still have the idea of colluding with Confucianism and Taoism?"

There is a murderous intent in him.

The black-robed old man looked up and looked at the pillar of light above his head.

A look of confusion flashed across his face, then he turned to firmness.

As his gaze changed, the golden halo in the pillar of light unexpectedly increased by a point, and became more condensed.

"Hehe, if it weren't for the appearance of this pillar of light, I really don't know, I would have already had a compromise in my heart." The black-robed old man shook his head, emotion flashing across his face.

His gaze swept over the pillars of light on the heads of those cultivators, and then said softly, "Sure enough. ”

"Most of the Daoists from the major sects in the southeast are determined in their hearts, but we and other small sects come from small sects, and they don't seem to have much intention of resisting."

"Maybe in our opinion, whether we respect Confucianism and Taoism or support Taoism, we get about the same......"

In front of him, those cultivators with different colors and shades of light pillars above their heads unconsciously slowly retreated, each looking for the same color and standing together.

More than twenty Heavenly Realms were divided into three pieces at once.

There were five steadfast pillars of red light, and ten pale red pillars, and they stood in one place.

Half red and half yellow, standing together.

The eight, who had more pale yellow, quietly retreated.

Yuan Cheng Zhenjun's body was surging with murderous intent, and his gaze swept over the pale yellow Heavenly Realm overhaul of the pillars of light above his head.

Several of them were also on guard.

"Yuan Cheng Zhenjun, this is no longer the time for us to have civil strife, look at Qian Yiming's army......" The black-robed old man sighed and turned his head to look in the direction of the collapsed Nanyuan Mountain in front of him.

Everyone turned their heads to look.

In Qian Yiming's army, there were also golden pillars of light that emerged.

A total of more than forty golden pillars of light shone together.

Then, these golden pillars of light left in twos and threes, leading the army to all directions.

The conquest of rebellion began.

But at this time, Yuan Cheng Zhenjun and they couldn't take action.

Because they couldn't believe it anymore.

Because, Qian Yiming's army has already rushed towards this side!

With a pillar of light as a guide, the strong in the Heavenly Realm are like beacons!

Within a thousand miles, the pillar of light could be seen clearly.

Red, reddish, red and golden, and golden.

Three hundred and sixty-one sword lights flew out, turned into a sword formation, and fell towards the head of Yuan Cheng Zhenjun.

The edict written by Han Muye himself, the power of heaven and earth and the power of the sword are combined.

At this moment, whether it was the Yuyan Dao people or other heavenly realms, they all chose to retreat.

There was no way, the strength displayed on this sword formation was so strong that they didn't even have the courage to face it.

"Boom-"

The sword array wrapped Yuan Cheng Zhenjun.

The sword light condensed into a blood-red patch.

……

There are no secrets.

On the mountains in the distance, the faces of the two old men who were playing the game were solemn to the extreme.

Above the heads of the two, there are also pillars of light intertwined and shining.

It's just that the pillars of light above the heads of the two are all golden and red.

The top powerhouse of the Dao Sect does not have a firm rebellious heart.

How does this make those other Daomen disciples who are bent on obedience and desperately want to fight for the independence of the Daomen?

"Brother Gu, I tried it just now, this pillar of light is to attract the power of the Divine Dao with the power of heaven and earth, and I can't cover it." The black-robed old man holding the sunspot during the game said softly.

The old man in the green robe opposite him nodded and said, "The power of the Divine Dao is in harmony with heaven and earth, and every word and deed we used to resonate with it, so our thoughts will be judged." ”

Looking at the pillar of light above his and the other party's heads, the old man in the green robe shook his head: "Cultivators like us who have comprehended cause and effect only have our own Dao in our hearts, so we will all be judged by the Heavenly Dao to be half-rebellious and half-close. ”

What he said was the truth.

The superiors are all about interests.

With countless living beings as pawns, he has no firm stance on his own.

Everything is in self-interest.

This is the Great Monk.

"Tianxuan's new appearance, it's really powerful......" The black-robed old man looked up to the sky and sighed, and the pillar of light on his body, which was originally intertwined with gold and red, slowly turned into gold, and the red was faint.

"It looks like the Imperial City is going to go."

The old man in the green robe nodded, and the pillar of light on his body also changed rapidly.

In the entire Zhongzhou, no one thought that the new Minister of State Han Muye would directly solve the problem of the position of the Tianxuan powerhouse by such means.

However, on the third day, countless sects and heavenly realms set off and rushed to the imperial city.

They had to wait outside the Imperial City before Han Muye entered the Imperial City.

In the past three days, many Heavenly Realm Overhauls with red pillars of light on their heads fell into madness, and then did many radical things, and were finally killed by the powerhouses of their own sects, or other powerhouses.

The pillars of light on the bodies of more Heavenly Realm cultivators slowly transformed, and when they left for the Imperial City, the pillars of light turned all yellow.

Among the various sects, many disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

No one wants to be the next Nanyuan Dao Sect.

Among the various sects, there are also many disciples who cannot change for a while and fall into madness and chaos.

The elder sect master of his own family, the iron core of the independence of the Daomen, turned out to be a person who obeyed Confucianism and Taoism in his heart?

What they have always said is nothing but a lie to themselves?

In the past three days, countless Dao disciples' Dao hearts have collapsed.

Qian Yiming's army besieged and killed Yuan Chengzhenjun, directly shocking all parties.

Demi-saints can also kill!

After that, the army killed a few more Heavenly Realms and slaughtered several Daomen.

But compared with the general trend of the three thousand gates, the people he killed were only a drop in the bucket.

Although he was very depressed, he and his army had to seal the sword.

for they have no more enemies.

All the heavenly realms are going to the imperial city.

The Heavenly Realm powerhouses in their own army are also heading to the Imperial City.

Since all the sects and Heavenly Realms with Heavenly Realm powerhouses have gone to the Imperial City to express their submission to the new Prime Minister, then his task of Qian Yiming has also been completed.

Neither he nor the generals under his command expected that a seemingly impossible task would end so successfully.

……

Han Muye's flying boat was 300,000 miles away from the imperial city.

Ahead, golden pillars of light were already connected.

In the distance, above the imperial city, golden pillars of light intertwined, reflecting the heavenly dome into gold.

Everyone who came to the Daomen Heavenly Realm outside the Imperial City was pale and did not dare to raise their heads.

Even the strongest ones of the Dao Sect, hundreds of Heavenly Realms arrived at one time, and they didn't dare to say the slightest word.

The city is full of golden pillars!

From the direction of the Imperial City Academy to the Imperial Palace, the various families in the upper city, and several large camps, which place is not a pillar of light reflecting the sky?

In a place of seven or eight, a dozen or so Heavenly Realms, and in the Imperial City with a radius of thousands of miles, the dense pillars of light of the Heavenly Realm overhaul are innumerable.

You can only see the golden color that shines through the sky.

"Han Xiang, in the Imperial City, there are not so many heavenly realms, right?" Standing in the bow of the boat, Cloud Satin spoke in a low voice.

As the new emperor of Tianxuan, she still has some understanding of the power in the imperial city.

There are many masters in the imperial city, and there are many Confucianism and Taoism overhauls, but there will never be so many.

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled lightly and said lightly: "I've shown ten times more." ”

"Actually, if the Heavenly Realm stationed outside the realm returns, it will far exceed these numbers."

Tianxuan's real powerhouses are all outside the realm, and in this imperial city, there are only less than one-tenth.

If the strong return, they will indeed be able to fill the city with golden pillars of light.

The flying boat moved forward, and the spiritual light and the power of heaven and earth were intertwined, leading the great trend of Tianxuan to surge.

At this moment, inside and outside the imperial city, everyone was waiting.

Wait for the new Prime Minister to enter the Imperial City.

This one has already used his iron-blooded means and supernatural powers to prove that he has the qualifications to become the minister of the Heavenly Xuan Kingdom.

Two hundred thousand miles.

100,000 miles.

Fifty thousand miles.

Miles.

Beyond the Imperial City!

The magnificent army greeted, and the pillars of light stretched out of the city in the imperial city, with a radius of thousands of miles, a golden pillar of light.

At this moment, this land of thousands of miles gathered all the strong people in Zhongzhou.

Yun Satin looked at the imperial city in front of him and said softly: "Han Xiang, when you step into the imperial city, you will become the most respected person in this world." ”

On her side, Han Muye was fully dressed, put the black sword box on his back, and stepped out.

"Who said I was going to the Imperial City?"

"Gathering so many Heavenly Xuan powerhouses, am I just to show my power?"

On Han Muye's body, the sword light rose.