Chapter 242, Wang Zhenyu left
As Ming Weishang walked down, the voice of earth-shattering pious chanting sounded in Fufeng City: "Praise the God of Immeasurable Light, praise the Lord of the Templar~" There are soldiers and disciples of the Templar.
In the military camp of Zhenxi Army, there was silence, whether it was an ordinary disciple or a monk, all of them were worried in their hearts, if the arrival of Emperor Qing was terrifying, then the arrival of the Holy Hall Master was to make people unable to raise the slightest sense of war.
Before the tent, an old man walked up to Feng Tianyang's side and asked a little uneasily: "Sect Master Feng, you give me an accurate word, has the Guan Master beaten the Holy Hall Master?"
The rest of the people all looked at Sect Master Feng, most of them had listened to Feng Tianyang's persuasion, plus Qingguo was really too pressing, and now they suddenly saw Emperor Qing and the Holy Hall Master coming at the same time, and the fear of being dominated by Emperor Qing and the Holy Hall Master came to their hearts again, and they felt panicked and uneasy.
Feng Tianyang snorted coldly and said, "How can this seat joke with his own life?"
On the mountain in the distance, the corners of Li Ping'an's mouth twitched, what a slut he is!
Forget it, since you want to fight, let's fight! Li Ping'an, who had Zhong Kuizhen's demon sword in his hand, was forced to be stable in his heart.
With panic on his face, Li Yunhong turned his head to look at Bai Yun and said, "Dao Chief, can the Lord of the Audience win?"
Bai Yun said confidently: "Don't worry! The strength of the Guan Lord is beyond your imagination. ”
The clouds in the sky changed again, and the black clouds and white clouds intertwined to form a large circle, slowly rotating.
Bai Xiaochun raised his head and exclaimed in surprise: "It's Master, it's Master who is here." ”
Sect Master Feng looked up at the big circle in the sky, smiled and said, "Taijitu, it must be the master of the view." ”
Respectfully shouted, "Welcome to the coming of the Lord!"
Li Yunhong came back to his senses, and hurriedly bent down and shouted: "Welcome to the arrival of the Lord~"
The rest of the people also shouted: "Welcome to the arrival of the Lord~"
The soldiers also shouted, and there was only one voice in the entire camp: "Welcome to the arrival of the Lord~"
The sound shook the sky, startling everyone in Fufeng City on the other side.
Fufeng Chengnei, Emperor Qing stood on a tall building, looking at the sky Taiji diagram, his pupils shrank and remembered a bad memory.
A glowing Taiji diagram slowly emerged in the Taiji clouds, and Li Ping'an stepped on the Taiji diagram and flew down, falling directly into the barracks, and the sky Taiji diagram slowly dissipated.
In the barracks, Li Yunhong hurriedly greeted him, bowed excitedly and said, "Meet the Lord~"
The rest of the people also came up one after another, and under the leadership of Feng Tianyang, they bowed respectfully and said, "Meet the Lord!"
Li Ping'an stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, please get up!" Everyone stood up.
Shi Hao and the others stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Meet Master~"
Li Ping'an looked at them, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, they are all a lot calmer." ”
A few disciples smiled embarrassedly.
Li Yunhong stretched out his hand and hurriedly said, "Viewer, please come inside." ”
The group walked towards the big tent, and after entering the big tent, under Li Yunhong's repeated invitations, Li Ping'an was forced to sit on the main seat.
Shi Hao asked curiously, "Master, what's going on, why are you all here?"
Li Ping'an chuckled and said: "Because some people can't wait, the Armageddon has been started in advance, and all the causes and effects will be solved tomorrow." ”
In the decisive battle, everyone was stunned, a heavy pressure filled their hearts, and the handsome tent fell into a dull atmosphere.
Outside Fufeng City, Wang Zhenyu rode a black tiger, looked up at the black and white clouds in the sky, and said: "This cloud is really pitiful today, it was first played by Emperor Qing, and then played by the master of the Holy Hall and the master of the Sanqing Temple, if it has wisdom, it should be very desperate!"
patted the black tiger and sat down, and said, "You said yes, right?"
A flash of smart luster flashed in the black tiger's eyes, and he roared a few times.
Wang Zhenyu said leisurely: "This is the sorrow of the weak, there is no power to resist in the face of the bullying of the strong, so I, Wang Zhenyu, must become a strong man." ”
He patted the black tiger and said, "Let's go! I'll go find the Immortals." ”
The black tiger turned his head, looked at Wang Zhenyu suspiciously, and roared a few times.
Wang Zhenyu smiled and said: "Don't look at it, I have already seen the ending, the destruction of Sanqingguan, the destruction of Qingguo, and the destruction of the elite of the Holy Hall, it is half of the revenge, and the rest will go to Mr. Twelve." ”
The black tiger carried Wang Zhenyu and turned around and walked out.
Wang Zhenyu asked, "By the way, do you remember the path back to the Immortal Clan?"
The black tiger roared twice.
Wang Zhenyu said leisurely: "Just remember, you came to the Western Regions with your former master, and now you are leaving with your own division, in fact, your mission is to take me away, the Western Regions is too small to have room for your own division, it's just a group of ants fighting." ”
A trace of doubt flashed in the black tiger's eyes, my mission is to take him away, is that so?
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In the early morning of the next day, the sun rose in the east, the gates of Fufeng City were opened, and tens of thousands of soldiers went out of the city to set up a military formation in front of the city, with thousands of templars in front and Qingguo soldiers behind.
The Zhenxi Army also set up a military formation, with monks and spirit beasts in front, and the Zhenxi Army in the back.
The flag fluttered, and a Luan drove out of Fufeng City, and fell in front of the Qingguo Formation, and Emperor Qing sat in the Luan Driver, looking at the Zhenxi Army with cold eyes.
A white light spread out from Fufeng City, forming a path of light, Ming Weishang walked from the path of light with a deadwood scepter in his hand, and landed in front of the army array, the path of light slowly dispersed, and Ming Weishang hung in front of the army.
Li Ping'an sat on a futon in front of the Zhenxi Army, watching the two of them operate, and secretly cursed in his heart and pretended to be a criminal.
Ming Weishang's voice came out mightily: "Lord, haven't you woken up yet?"
Li Ping'an sat cross-legged on the futon and read: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, what does the Ming Hall Master want to awaken to the poor Dao?"
Ming Weishang said coldly: "Trick the King of Zhenxi into rebelling against Emperor Qing, causing the lives to be ruined, is this what your Daomen should do?"
Li Ping'an said slowly: "Poor Dao has never bewitched anyone, the people want to rebel just because they have no way to live, and Poor Dao is just helping them and fighting for a better future for them." ”
Ming Weishang said: "Are you sure you can win?"
Li Ping'an said flatly: "How can you know if you don't try? The rule of decadence and indifference must be broken by someone in the end." ”
Ming Weishang nodded and said, "It's okay, let the master of the hall come and learn the master's tricks."
This seat tells you that even if you are the same fifth-order, there is a distinction between superior and inferior. ”
Li Ping'an was embarrassed for a while, I am really not a fifth-order, the poor Dao is just a little ant in the Jindan stage, it is just equivalent to the third-order of your world, but I was born wise and comprehended a trace of yin and yang Dao rhyme to exert such a strong strength.