There was a dark cloud in the sky that obscured the palace.

Just now, he was still the same as the wood carving clay sculpture, subconsciously looked up, looked through the window, and saw the huge figure standing on the earth.

Thriller!

Terrified!

It's more of a panic out of the way.

According to their calculations, even if the backbone of the gods of the Western Turks was wiped out in the previous brawl, there were thousands of wizards and more than 100,000 cavalry who went to the battlefield in the future, and even if it was 100,000 pigs, it would take a long time to slaughter them.

Not to mention 100,000 fully armed elite cavalry!

If they are all cannon fodder, how can they delay for a while, and when the time comes, all the wealth and population have been transferred outside the royal city, they can naturally bring their own warriors to find a city and occupy the city as king.

Of course, there is no way to stay in the Western Regions, and Middle-earth is estimated to be hanging.

They heard that south of Tibet, after crossing the snow-capped mountains, there was a land flowing with milk and honey, and they were going to go there to see it.

Maybe then a Southern Turkic Khanate will be built to inherit the glory of the past...

Now that they were ready to fall and scatter, they were naturally silent about the Turkic king's previous inquiries.

But now...

They didn't expect that the gods of the Tang Dynasty would come so quickly that they were blocked in the palace.

What the hell are those 100,000 pigs doing?

Although he was angry to death in his heart, this Manchu Dynasty civil and military could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb at this time, when he was afraid of the huge figure outside the royal city.

Turning his head to look at the Turkic king on the throne.

The king has a role, my lord!

Originally, the Turkic King was smiling and looking at the monks of the Ming Sect, noticing the anxious gaze of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces, he smiled and said, "Why do you civil and military think that such a distribution is unfair?

Whether it's good or not, come and tell me what position you want, this king Chrysostom will personally divide it to Zhuqing!"

"Looking at what this king is doing, is it possible that you still want to sit on this throne?"

"It's over, it's over, the king is crazy!"

Listening to the words of the Turkic king, the Manchu civil and military closed their eyes in pain, this was all the sin they had created before, and now they have driven the king crazy.

"Really, are you crazy? Can... If he is a madman, then how should I Mingjiao cut off the national fortunes of the Western Turks!" The monks had a bit of a headache, they didn't seal it early, they didn't seal it late, and they became crazy people after deflecting the state religion.

Zoroastrian hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, "Well, don't look at me, I don't know."

「......」

Looking at the Turkic king who only knew how to laugh, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military simply threw him away, and they all started to talk about it.

They desperately need a lifeline.

So, his eyes focused on the old wizard's body: "National Teacher, National Teacher, do you have something to say? This strange thing is most familiar to your old man?!"

"Old decay is not a national teacher now!" The old wizard replied with a smile: "The king has just decreed, and now Mingjiao is the state religion, so naturally the monks are the national teachers."

"Old decay, just an ordinary bad old man, thanks to the king's refusal to give up, so that the old man can stay in the palace, but the superfluous words are never dared to say!"

Although he believed that the Western Turks still had the strength to fight.

Hollowing out the Zongmiao, even if they can't win the battle, they can break the two teeth of the Tang Dynasty, so that they also know the difficulty of the Turks, but... Since it was the decision of the Turkic king, and since he wanted to keep a fire for the Turks, the old wizard did not object.

Just obey.

If there are gods, the ancestors will be lucky enough to return to the grassland.

After waiting for thousands of years, the Turkic descendants may not have a chance to rise again.

As for the current group of flies and dogs, if they can ask for the help of Mingjiao, they will survive, and if they can't come, then they will be buried together...... Looking at the civil and military forces who had gathered in front of the Mingjiao monks and kept arguing, the old wizard smiled.

Turning around, he walked to the throne, and after saluting the Turkic king who was watching the play, he stood diagonally behind the throne.

And the blood pressure that had already been dragged into the water by the Turkic king's behavior soared, and then encountered these civil and military forces who were buzzing like flies, the monks completely broke out and waved their butcher knives at these people.

After killing a group of people and shocking them, the monks breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he turned his head to look at the Zoroastrian believer, and the latter grinned and said, "How about it, if you make a move to defeat the Tang Dynasty, the land of the Western Regions, you and I will divide it equally."

The monk opened his mouth temptingly.

Let them face the giant god alone, and there is still a lot of pressure in their hearts.

wanted to bring an ally in, but the Zoroastrians didn't even think about it, so they shook their heads into rattles, and their faces were full of resistance.

There was no way, the monks had to save themselves.

Sitting in the middle of the palace, they chanted words and tried to communicate, and while the power of Mani Buddha came, several monks and ministers went to the palace to send troops.

Anyway, there is an identity of the state religion, so you don't have to use it in vain.

Although the giant god is fierce and abnormal, no matter how strong it is, it should be limited, as long as the army can resist for a while, and when they ask for the advent of Mani Buddha, it is not a hand?

With good thoughts, the light wheels on the monks shine brightly.

As the monks chanted, an illusory figure was condensing above their heads, and as soon as the phantom of the Buddha appeared, it began to absorb the national fortune above the monks' heads.

Seeing this, the huge figure outside the city opened its mouth to speak for the first time.

The sound like a thunderbolt resounded over the royal city:

"What a big guts, you dare to eat this, are you really not afraid that a sword will cut down and cut you?"

When the words fell, there was no breathtaking aura rising behind him as promised.

Like the searching gaze, Zhang Ke turned his head curiously, and saw that the emperor had disappeared at some point, and there was only a sword qi in the sky where clouds and mist and hardware qi converged, which was dripping and turning, and the position of the tip of the sword was swinging back and forth, like a poisonous snake searching for its prey.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke's face turned dark.

It's not yet time for the promised day... At least four or five hours left.

complained a little in his heart, it seems that he is ready to let him do it himself.

Also, if the emperor is still here.

Is the credit for the final destruction of the country counted as Zhang Ke, or is it to be shared? Even if the emperor himself doesn't care about this, he is realistic.

Like now, although the emperor ran away, he still left him with a sword qi to deter Xiaoxiao, which made those gods and old demons in Middle-earth have some concerns.

not only achieved the guarantee with Zhang Ke, but also did not have too much presence.

......

After determining that his biggest foreign aid was just a sword qi.

Zhang Ke summoned the sea of fire without hesitation.

Originally, the sea of fire was still spreading, scorching those evil gods who had escaped from the royal city, but at the moment under his summoning, the encirclement suddenly shrank, and the sea of fire quickly spread under the city wall.

The majestic city wall, which was several feet high, did not play a role at all, and the flames poured into the gaps above the city wall and the city gates on all sides, and in the blink of an eye, the prosperous royal city fell into a sea of fire.

With the assistance of Zhang Ke's divine thoughts, he searched for those beings who were infected with spiritual machines and possessed mana in the royal city.

Sorcerers, monks, Zoroastrians, demons and demons... All of them are among the ranks of those who have been burned, and as for ordinary people, only those who have committed the most heinous crimes can be fortunate enough to enjoy the favor of the true fire of samadhi.

Before they could touch the real flames, their bodies were ignited by the heat.

"Teng!" With a thud, the flames rose into the air, lighting clusters of torches, and the flesh and blood were quickly incinerated in the flames into a charred and fragile corpse, which slammed into the ground as it fell, turning into a handful of ashes.

Having lost its last refuge, his soul gradually dissolved into the flames.

Even the deepest part of the soul should have returned

The wisps of true spirit that returned to heaven and earth were also licked by the flames again and again, turning them into tabula rasa, and then they were reluctant to "let go".

Flames, purify everything!

Of course, for ordinary people who have never practiced and who have not carried too many sins on their bodies.

True fire is not deadly, even if it passes by, it will only feel a scorching heat, but it will not burn the skin.

What really threatens them is the memory of tonight.

In the royal city, surrounded by a sea of fire, one by one, strange or familiar people were ignited, incinerating the nerves that were already challenging people... In addition, in the blazing air, there is a smell of burnt meat...

Hell on earth, nothing more than that!

After this night, if you are lucky enough not to go crazy, for a long time in the future, I am afraid that it will have a psychological shadow on meat.

But this is not within the scope of Zhang Ke's consideration.

If it does not affect ordinary people, it is already the result that he tries his best to avoid, and there are some aftermaths, and he can only hope that after Datang controls this land, the group of monks and Taoists can fool around.

As for him, there are more important things to do.

Zhang Ke's gaze moved from the burning and wailing royal city until it stopped at the Turkic palace, and his eyes reflecting the sea of fire met the compassionate eyes on the roof of the palace.

"Lives are in misery, all things are dying in the sea of fire, and you are guilty of great sins!"

"You deserve to go to hell to atone for your sins!"

On the rooftop, the Buddha, who had been condensed and formed, commented to Zhang Ke indifferently.

And along with his words, the monks around the Buddha also recited the words of sinfulness and hell like repeaters.

The sound rolled up the wind and waves, condensed and formed in the sea of fire.

Transformed into unfamiliar words, the more complete the characters, the more complete and rich the meaning contained in them, and even if Zhang Ke did not know every symbol in this string of characters, it did not prevent him from reading the meaning of repentance.

To see is to understand.

This string of incantations actually recorded all the battles Zhang Ke has experienced since he set foot in the Western Regions, no matter how big or small, all of them are recorded.

That's it, the key is that it uses Zhang Ke's perspective to repent, to repent, and the target is those dead evil gods and monsters... As it forms, wisps of matter gather in the air. Chinese Net

Resentment, anger and other negative emotions are condensed in it, like ink, dyeing the characters a pitch-black color.

Although I don't know what kind of evil sect this is, Zhang Ke will definitely not allow it to be realized.

After a brief stare, a crimson rope poked out of Zhang Ke's body, grabbed the bundle and jerked it hard.

Passing through the sea of fire, he smashed towards the balcony of the royal palace.

In a single stroke, the barrier covering the palace was shattered, and the golden light disappeared in a flash, directly binding the monks with broken mouths, and at the same time, the extra rope turned to pierce the string of incantations.

"Boom!"

The huge wheel of light behind the Buddha's head burst out a beam of light, smashing the bundle away from the position of the incantation.

Without waiting for the bundle to adjust, the Buddha stretched out his hand and touched it gently.

With its movements, the light wheel condensed by the national fortune at the back of the head seemed to be squeezed, and it shrank by half in an instant.

The light wheel, which was originally brighter than a searchlight, is slightly inferior to a small flashlight at this time.

And with the addition of the national fortune, the spell was also completely formed, and it floated towards Zhang Ke, looking like he wanted to stick to him.

Zhang Ke naturally couldn't sit back and watch this thing stick to himself.

Immediately mobilize the surrounding true fire accumulation and rush towards the black spell......