The Tang Chang'an Holy Courtyard, after several days of fighting, finally made all the people of Chang'an understand that Chang'an was being invaded.

Different from other mortals everywhere, the people of the Tang Dynasty did not appear too panicked when they heard that the Tang Dynasty was being invaded, under the street organization of every street in Chang'an, the children and women quickly returned to their homes to hide, and the young and middle-aged men took out all kinds of weapons from their homes, and those who did not have weapons found everything in the house that could be used as weapons, and rushed to the Holy Courtyard together.

In the Holy Courtyard, the war between the Haoran World and the Witch God Temple has gradually fallen into disadvantage, although with the help of the Sword Pavilion and the Instrument Dao Sect, it is still impossible to stop the Witch God Temple, the Demon Clan, which has been prepared for a long time.

Especially since the Thousand Vehicles Heaven and the Shangqing Sect and the Taihe Sect made a move, the Holy Court has almost shown a one-sided trend.

"Poof......

In the sky above the Holy Courtyard, Xuanwu opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he looked at the Wu clan dressed as a scholar in front of him in horror, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Heaven and earth, Holy Spirit, nothing but that!"

Wu Wen chuckled, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Xuanwu, and Xuanwu suddenly had hair standing on end when he saw this.

"Whew......"

Xuanwu's body swelled up instantly at this moment, and in the Holy Courtyard, everyone looked at the sky, a black turtle with a body of hundreds of zhang appeared, and above the black turtle, a green snake that was also hundreds of zhang was lying on top of the turtle, and the green snake and turtle roared in unison, and the sound waves rushed towards Wuwen.

"The main body has finally appeared, but even this can't stop this seat today!"

Wu Wen looked at the huge sound wave that rushed over, and the aura surging above his head, forming a black witch character, the black witch character appeared and flew towards Xuanwu instantly, Xuanwu shouted when he saw this, and the Xuan snake on the turtle's back immediately spewed out a pillar of light and hit the "witch" character in the sky.

"Boom!"

The word "witch" fell, and a witch light scattered the water column, and then turned into a witch light that rushed into the black snake's mouth before Xuanwu could react.

"Xuanwu ......"

Suzaku, who was fighting with the old monk, saw a black light slowly emerging from Xuanwu's body, and her face changed greatly, and a white flame suddenly ignited on her body, and in the flames, a huge Vermilion Bird Divine Bird slowly appeared.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

Suzaku raised his neck and let out a loud chirp, and then opened his mouth to spit out, and a white earth fire lotus flew straight towards the old monk, the old monk's face changed slightly when he saw this, and his body suddenly became golden light, "Origin Vermilion Bird Divine Fire ......"

The skin of the old monk's whole body instantly turned golden, and the white Vermilion Bird Divine Fire trapped the old monk in the middle and kept burning, and after a while, the old monk's body gradually dripped gold.

"The golden body of the old monk is the Arhat fruit position, and the Suzaku is riddled with karma in the origin of your divine fire, when will you not take refuge in my Buddhism at this time?"

After the old monk finished speaking, his golden body collapsed inch by inch in the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, and then disappeared into invisibility, after a while, Suzaku showed a trace of doubt on her face, she didn't have time to think about it, and was hit by the word "witch" Xuanwu rushed directly to the disciples of the Holy Academy at this moment, Suzaku shook his wings, and immediately stopped in front of Xuanwu, shouting loudly: "Xuanwu wake up, wake up......"

Xuanwu didn't react, the huge Xuanwu spewed out a column of water and poured it towards Suzaku, Suzaku had no choice but to resist with fire, at this moment Xuanwu actually turned around and fought with Suzaku......

After not being blocked by Xuanwu, Wu Wen's eyes looked towards the Holy Courtyard, and the disciples of the Holy Courtyard that he saw instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"No ......"

Ji Wuqu was shocked and frightened when he saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward to block it, but he spurted out a mouthful of blood halfway and fell to the ground, at this critical moment, a sigh suddenly came from the bottom of the Holy Courtyard, "Wuwen, do you really want to destroy my Tang Dynasty today......

After the voice, the four old men walked out together, they had a thick dead aura on their bodies, but they also had a strong aura of mighty aura on their bodies.

The four old men surrounded Wu Wen, sat down cross-legged, and four milky white pillars of light shot up into the sky and shot at Wu Wen.

"The four of you suppressed the luck of the Confucian Saint Dao, aren't you afraid that the four of you will die and the Tang Confucianism and Taoism will die?"

Seeing the four pillars of light appear, Wu Wen snorted coldly and sat down cross-legged, and a black light shield appeared on his body to block the four milky white pillars of light.

"The way of Confucianism and sage exists because of the Tang Dynasty, if the Tang Dynasty dies, what is the way of Confucianism?"

The four old men spoke in unison, and after they finished speaking, the four of them closed their eyes and ignored Wu Wen.

"The saints of Confucianism and the saints have all fallen, and it is simply wishful thinking to suppress this seat with Confucianism and Taoism, but this saves a lot of effort in this seat!"

Wu Wen glanced at the four milky white pillars of light, his face showed a strange color, and then his eyes were also closed, and he used all his heart to deal with these four old men.

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Three days later, in a small city not far from Chang'an, a young man who was in a hurry looked up in the direction of Chang'an, his gray eyes rolled slightly, and then sighed softly: "It seems that this time the situation is very bad......

After the young man hurriedly identified the direction after speaking, he immediately accelerated towards Chang'an......

In the east of Chang'an, a huge kite made of wood flew all the way towards Chang'an, and a young man sat on it, holding a carving knife in his left hand and a piece of wood in his right hand, and was carving a human figure

After a while, the young man put down the wood, and a black shadow floated beside him, squeaking twice, and the young man's brows furrowed, "What the hell are those bald donkeys in the world doing to give up suppressing the Netherworld in order to attack the Tang Dynasty?"

After the young man muttered for a moment, he patted the wooden kite under him, and the wooden kite immediately squeaked and flew towards Chang'an at a faster speed......

In the north of Chang'an, next to a turbulent giant river, an old man in a robe is holding a bamboo pole fishing in the river, and the turbulent river water continues to rush downstream, but the strange thing is that the silk thread under the old man's bamboo pole hangs straight into the river, and is not affected by the flowing water at all.

In the depths of the river, a Mojiao glanced at the figure reflected in the water, and laughed coldly: "This king has practiced for thousands of years and finally transformed today, how many water tribes have this old man injured me with this bamboo pole, and today this king will definitely avenge my poor children!"

After Mo Jiao finished speaking, he didn't bite the bait underwater, but swept it with his huge tail several feet long, and swept away the waves, and his body jumped up in an instant.

"Groaning ......"

Mo Jiao opened his bloody mouth and threw himself at the old man, and the moment the old man saw Mo Jiao appear, a smile appeared on his face, "The fish has finally taken the bait......"

"Little snake and slow ......"

"Little snake?"

Mo Jiao's head stopped at a distance of one zhang in front of the old man, and he suddenly became angry, his own Jiaolong, which was dozens of zhang long, was actually called a little snake by him?

The old man put his hands behind his back and glanced at Mo Jiao with a smile, "Do you want to be a dragon......

"Dragon ......"

Mo Jiao's eyes suddenly showed a hint of longing, it roared twice, and said in a not very skilled human language: "The old man told this king how to become a dragon, otherwise this king will eat you ...... one bite."

"Take the old man across the river to Chang'an, and you can become a dragon ......."

"Chang'an ......"

Mo Jiao shook his head, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and after a while, he opened his mouth and sucked, and the old man landed firmly on Jiao's back, and Mo Jiao immediately flew in the direction of Chang'an......