620: One man, two dogs
When the master of Xiling Zhangjiao died in the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
When the rebellious Qinghe County in the south was suppressed by thunderous and bloody means.
The Tang Iron Cavalry officially stepped out of the country and embarked on the pace of conquering the Central Plains.
Everyone in the coalition felt an unusual silence and horror at this fact.
The master ascended to heaven and did not know life and death.
The whole world is fighting the Tang Dynasty, and the prologue is opened.
But he didn't expect that in this case, the Tang Empire not only resisted the pressure exerted by the coalition forces, but also set off a counteroffensive against the countries at this time.
The Central Plains Coalition became extremely silent.
If the fall of the Yan Kingdom in a very short period of time has played a role in killing chickens and setting an example, then the destruction of the elite of the temple headed by the master of the sect has completely shaken the hearts of all the countries, and the emperors of all countries tied to the chariot of the temple are all terrified, the so-called Haotian faith is just a connection of some kind of chain of interests, and when their lives begin to be no longer safe, the coat of faith begins to tear.
The western plateau of the Tang Dynasty is facing the towering green mountains.
Shu Cheng, the general of the Imperial Zhenxi, commanded the Tang Western Route Army to fight several battles against the invading enemy of the Yuelun State.
Among the Tang Dynasty military, the Western Route Army is the least valued, because compared with the Northeast Frontier Army trained by Xiahou himself, as well as the Southern Tang Route Army led by General Xu Shida, the strength of the Western Route Army is the weakest.
But when facing the cavalry of the Moon Wheel Country, the Western Route Army looked so powerful.
Since the official start of the campaign, it has been a succession of victories.
Until a group of ascetics came down the green ridge.
These monks are from the Hanging Temple.
In the three unknowable places in the world, the cultivators of the Dao Sect have already appeared on the battlefield in the south.
And now, the Hanging Temple of Buddhism has also intervened in the curtain of this world-wide war against the Tang Dynasty.
The rain of arrows could not pierce the ascetic's eyebrows.
The blade can't cut off the dervis's arm.
These monks of the Hanging Temple just walked silently on the battlefield, silently walking towards the Tang Army Marshal's camp.
Zhenxi General Shu Cheng's face was solemn.
Even in his eyes, there is a sense of ruin.
But when a scholar in an old robe suddenly appeared here.
Shu Cheng laughed.
The smile is full of pride and confidence.
Because he knows.
Those Hanging Temple cultivators who suddenly appeared here today are no longer troublesome.
"I've seen Mr. Big."
Li slowly smiled and nodded towards the general Shu Cheng, whom he had met in the wasteland.
Instead, he looked at the group of dervishes who were still walking straight.
The monk at the head has only seven fingers, and he is the first master of the Seven Pieces in the Venerable Hall of the Hanging Temple.
Li slowly pulled out the wooden scoop in his arms.
This master of the academy, who has accompanied his master to various countries all the year round, is a guy who is extremely slow to do anything, but when he really wants to do something, no matter how slow it is, he will definitely be able to do it.
Because he is Lee slowly.
"I finally know why Uncle Xiao asked me to come to the West."
"Hanging Temple, it can't be suspended anymore."
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The whole world is fighting Tang, and it is mighty.
And what can really threaten the Tang Dynasty is not the Yuelun Kingdom and the Yan Kingdom on both sides, but the army led by the temple in the south, uniting more than 100,000 troops in the Southern Jin Dynasty.
That is, the dragons of the Xiling Temple have no leader.
Xiong Chumo, the head of the sect, died at the hands of the third senior sister of the academy, the Great Priest of Bright died with Master Yan Se outside Chang'an City, and the Great Priest of Judgment was killed by Lu Zeqinglong's sword intent in the official road of Minshan, the light left by Haotian in the world has become so faint, and the huge temple is now the old Great Priest of Heavenly Oracle.
Moreover, under the command of the temple, the number of cultivation masters in the three major halls has reached a level that is visible to the naked eye.
Even when Xiling was discussing military and political affairs with the Sword Saint of the Southern Jin Dynasty, his attitude and tone were inevitably inferior.
But you must know that the Sword Saint Liu Bai was defeated by the sword of that academy junior uncle not long ago.
Therefore, when the junior uncle of the academy appeared in front of the allied forces of the nations, the audience was silent.
Because at this moment, Lu Ze was floating in the air, facing tens of thousands of troops and more than a thousand cultivators alone.
All eyes were on the carriage in the center of the army.
It was the carriage of the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion.
There was a swordsman named Liu Bai, who was once the strongest man in the world in the eyes of the world.
Liu Bai's voice echoed in the army, and the sword intent all over his body reached the ears of everyone in the coalition army with Xiao Se Qiufeng: "Please ask the junior uncle of the academy for advice." ”
The word "advice" was said in the Sword Pavilion at the beginning.
It's just that today's instruction is completely different from that day's instruction.
Lu Ze looked at Liu Bai's slender figure in front of him.
He swung his green steel sword.
The Heaven Cutting Sword intent was handed out.
Heaven and earth are in turmoil.
Lu Ze's strength above the Five Realms was unabashedly displayed, the rebellious dragon roar seemed to be running out of this sword, and the deafening roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, although it originated from the same root as the sword of the Sword Pavilion that day, but the power of this sword far exceeded that day, and the supreme monks above the Five Realms could contain their own rules.
That's why Haotian will descend on the eternal night.
The eternal night, which occurs once every 10,000 years, is to harvest these overripe ears of rice.
Therefore, the Sword Saint Liu Bai was stuck in the Knowing Destiny Realm before the Five Realms, and he only spent a few years raising swords, but he dared to step into the supreme realm on the Five Realms.
So Liu Bai couldn't stop this sword.
The huge gully suddenly appeared in the most central area of the alliance of all countries, and at the end of the ravine, there was the sword saint Liu Bai, who was covered in dust and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, the latter's face was calm, but the bitterness in his heart instantly dripped into his heart and rippled, because he realized that this was Lu Ze's original strength, and the junior uncle of the academy when he was in the Sword Pavilion did not go all out.
Tens of thousands of sergeants of the coalition army stared at the huge ravine that was beyond human reach.
Lu Ze's sword cleanly and neatly seriously injured the faint leader of the allied forces, the Sword Saint Liu Bai, and at the same time left a furrow in everyone's hearts that was difficult to retreat, like a hideous and terrifying scar, making their mood and spirit fall again and again.
"Here comes the sword."
In this wilderness where the coalition forces of all nations are located, only these two words keep echoing.
Lu Ze spoke calmly, and then handed out the second sword very calmly.
This duel is different from that in the Southern Jin Dynasty.
Lu Ze didn't mind killing Liu Bai, the spiritual totem of the Southern Jin Dynasty, here in order to crush the state of mind of all the Southern Jin Dynasty soldiers.
There was silence in the coalition formation.
Liu Bai had already slowly got up from the huge pit with difficulty, the sword saint looked at both sides, just under Lu Ze's sword, more than 100 coalition soldiers were killed and wounded, and the boundless realm above the five realms had completely crossed the threshold of the realm of knowing fate, countless wars in human history have long proved that in the face of the charge of heavy horses and the rain of arrows in the sky, no matter how powerful a cultivator is, there is only one way to die, even if it is a great cultivator who has advanced to the realm of knowing fate, he does not have any strength before the army.
That's why practitioners rarely participate in real wars.
But it's a pity that at this time, Lu Ze is the boundless realm above the five realms, and Liu Bai faintly feels that after the master ascended to the sky, the invisible qi on the junior uncle of the academy has become more condensed.
In this great tide of the world's invasion of the Tang Dynasty, it is not uncommon for cultivators to participate in wars.
And in order to deal with those cultivators whose personal strength is extremely top-notch, both Datang and Xiling have found their own ways to deal with them.
It's a pity that in the year that the two sides have been fighting, they have never had any experience in dealing with the supreme monks above the Five Realms participating in the war, and the only one above the Five Realms in the alliance of the countries is Xiong Chumo, the head of the temple, and this master of the Tang Dynasty fell into the pocket set up by the Tang Dynasty because he wanted to kill Xu Shi, the commander of the Tang Dynasty.
At this moment, the entire field began to shake.
The friction and impact of the heavy cavalry armor of the temple were like a tsunami, and the heavy cavalry in full armor was the most powerful means to deal with cultivators on the battlefield, if Lu Ze was standing on the ground, this group of heavy cavalry had already launched an impact, and the armor on his body had the runes carved by the master of the formation, and the Xiling Temple was subordinate to countless countries, supporting the high temple.
In addition to the three major halls, the Xiling Sect has the two most core weapons of the entire temple.
Guards and heavy cavalry.
It's just that with Xiong Chumo buried in the mountains and forests in the south of the Tang Dynasty, the most mysterious divine guards also died there, and now in Xiling, only the last blade of the heavy cavalry remains.
The shield overflowed with black gold had a very small ray of light on it.
At the same time, there were countless arrows with runes surging towards Lu Ze above the sky, dense black dots covering the sky and the sun, for the alliance of all countries, Lu Ze, who was high above, used a sword to seriously injure Liu Bai, the spiritual totem sword saint of the Southern Jin Kingdom, which was also a humiliation for the army of tens of thousands of people.
Countless people have anticipation in their eyes.
People hoped that they could kill the last pride of the academy after the master's ascension to heaven.
But Lu Ze was in place, not moving at all.
Liu Bai, who was covering his chest, lowered his eyebrows, and the Sword Saint Lord muttered to himself: "The realm of no distance is no longer far from the world. ”
The rain of arrows that carried the hopes of countless coalition soldiers shot high, and then fell to the ground, enough to envelop the sky so naturally that the rain of arrows fell, but none of the arrows landed on Lu Ze's body.
Without distance, you have an insight into the laws of the operation of heaven and earth, and you can move thousands of miles with your thoughts.
This kind of realm is no longer something that the worldly soldiers can hurt.
The three unknowable places are proud of the world, among which the academy has a transcendent status in the Tang Dynasty, and the Xiling Taoist Temple can influence the change of the worldly dynasty, the biggest reason is that there are more powerful fists in these places.
"Here comes the sword!"
Lu Ze spoke calmly, but his voice was penetrating.
In the second sword, pieces of lifelike cyan dragon scales gathered together, and a huge cyan dragon like a mountain and river instantly hovered in front of the large array.
The armies of the nations were terrified.
Many of them were reminded of the golden dragon that appeared in the sky like a dream.
Lu Ze's move was so similar to the divine dragons gathered by Haotian Shenhui that day.
More than 400 heavy cavalry of the Xiling Temple became the target of the cyan dragon, and the last person of the Xiling Temple, the incomparably old voice of the Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne, sounded heavily: "Formation!" ”
The bow and arrow disappeared.
The black shields were all stacked together in a rule-rich way, and the various auras were very similar to the formation that Lu Ze had seen when he was in the depths of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and he smiled, "Fan Cage Great Array." ”
This formation is famous for its imprisonment and bondage.
But few people know that the Fan Cage Array is also the most beautiful defensive array in the world.
"Fan Cage."
"Me too."
The high-pitched roaring voice of the cyan dragon caused the earth to tremble, countless gravel shook, and the birds and birds in the surrounding mountains and forests desperately fanned their wings away from here, and the dragon slammed down towards the dark Xiling heavy cavalry, like a huge meteorite falling from the sky and slamming it into the ground, those armor shields created by the Fu Master Formation Master were still bright, but what was hidden under the black was countless bright red blood streams.
The last dagger of the Xiling Temple was shattered in front of everyone in this way.
The flesh and blood are blurred, the death is miserable, and the scene is full of dead silence.
Lu Ze's sword can't even be described as a sword, because this sword is completely relying on the weight of Wan Jun to smash the heavy cavalry standing and curled up under the shield, such a straightforward distanceless realm is like a high mountain, which completely proves the invincibility of this realm, and the most important thing is that Lu Ze's distancelessness is different from the distancelessness of those people in Xiling Sect.
He is the unparalleled of combat power.
The Heavenly Oracle Divine Seat looked at the Xiling heavy cavalry who were pressed under the shield armor not far away, the expression on the old man's face seemed to be crying rather than crying, as if he was smiling rather than laughing, and finally looked at the sky with strange eyes, and his voice was sad with unconcealable grief: "Haotian, have you forgotten your people?" ”
The coalition remained silent.
Sword Saint Liu Bai moved lightly at this moment.
Seeing this, the faces of the people of the Southern Jin Dynasty changed greatly, and they hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.
And it was precisely at this time that there was an additional Tsing Yi Taoist between heaven and earth.
Just as Mr. Li, the great master of the same academy, slowly stopped in front of the first Qimei master of the Venerable Hall of the Hanging Temple, the real cultivators in the world can only be stopped by cultivators, and the army can kill the monks below the five realms, but it definitely can't stop the existence above the five realms.
Lu Ze raised his head and finally waited for the main master.
"Spectator?"
"It's me."
The figure of Tsing Yi Dao is ethereal, and it is also suspended in the air.
The conversation between Lu Ze and the Taoist was not heard, but as many old people on the Xiling side let out bursts of exclamations, people gradually knew the identity of the person who came, and a light appeared in their eyes.
"You're a man."
"Aren't there two dogs over there? Why not pull it out? ”
The Spectator was silent.
Heaven and earth changed suddenly, and Lu Ze and the viewer disappeared in an instant in people's eyes.
On the flat ground in front of the mountain forest, there were two people, one was chopping meat and the other was drinking.
Butcher, drunkard.
This is the one who has lived for ten thousand years since the last eternal night.
Lu Ze said they were two dogs.