Manjushri fled, and was suppressed by Qingping Sword Pill in his own jurisdiction, and suddenly the world was clear, and everything was restored to the same as before.

On the north bank of the Yellow River, Huayan Qide and Buddha Tucheng and other Buddhist Arhats had ugly faces, especially Huayan Qide, who was seriously injured and now almost lost their mobility.

Losing the Qingping Sword Pill, Zhou Cheng was also a little disappointed in his heart, but when his eyes fell on the north bank of the Yellow River and saw Huayan Qide and the others, a sneer appeared on his face.

"Escape ......" Buddha Tucheng and a few Arhats did not enter the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, so the injury was relatively light, and he was the first to react, and he also followed Manjushri and fled in a golden light.

Manjushri was suppressed by Qingping Sword Pill, and this shock and impact set off a storm in the hearts of Buddhist disciples, and at this moment, Zhou Cheng was completely an irresistible existence in the eyes of these Buddhist disciples.

"It seems that today, I can't help but have a grudge again......." The smile on Zhou Cheng's face became more and more obvious, and his eyes looked at Huayan Qideman.

Buddha Tucheng fled and fled, Zhou Cheng didn't think that he could wipe out all these Buddhist Arhat monks, and now he ran away and still had the strength to stand, leaving these weak ones, which was exactly what Zhou Cheng wanted.

As soon as Zhou Cheng's voice fell, the glaze on his body shone brightly, and at the same time, his body began to rise and grow, but between breaths, his figure became hundreds of feet taller.

In addition to the huge body without Buddha light, the color of the glass looks like the same as the Buddha's Dharma.

With the change of the glazed jade body, the expressions of Huayan Qide and the others changed greatly, because they actually felt the suppression from instinct on Zhou Cheng's glazed jade, and the power of that suppression directly acted on their relics.

The glazed jade body lifted up with one foot and stepped directly towards Huayan Qide, the soles of the feet were as big as mountains, covering the sky and the sun when they fell.

"Boom ....." Only the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, the whole earth was constantly trembling, and under the big soles of the mountains, those Buddhist disciples did not even have the strength to resist at all.

Zhou Cheng stepped heavily on the north bank of the Yellow River, and soon there was a water-like glazed luster flowing up under his feet.

With this kick to kill several Buddhist Arhats, Zhou Cheng directly refined their relics, integrated them into the glazed jade body, and turned them into his own power.

Soon, the glazed brilliance on Zhou Cheng's body disappeared, and the huge jade body changed back to its normal size.

He stood on the north bank of the Yellow River in a Taoist robe, the entire north bank was already a mess, and Zhou Cheng was also empty behind him, only the rushing and roaring Yellow River remained.

"Brother Zhou Dao saved the world from hanging upside down, and the pothos thanked Brother Dao on behalf of all Taoist friends. However, after a hundred years, Manjushri will come out again, I am afraid that no one can stop me, I am also a serious injury to the Yuan Shen this time, and I need to sleep for decades to recover, and then everything in the Dao Gate depends on Brother Dao, and I hope to cherish it!" Zhou Cheng's voice sounded behind Zhou Cheng.

In Zhou Cheng's perception, the primordial spirit of the pothos fairy had fled, and the weak primordial spirit seemed to be about to collapse at any time.

"The younger generation should do their best. Zhou Cheng turned around and bowed to the south bank of the Yellow River.

The elite of this battle Dao Gate was lost, and the strong people above the Yuan Shen were almost killed and injured, and now the green pothos fairy fell into a deep sleep, and the entire Dao Gate was a group of dragons without a leader.

Zhou Cheng and the pothos fairy also have some incense love, and the Yuanshen Soul Ziwei Emperor in Zhou is the great god of Daomen, and Zhou Cheng naturally has his heart towards Daomen.

Just when the battle of the Yellow River Buddhism Road came to an end, Langya County, which is located not far from the mouth of the Yellow River, was also beginning a fierce debate here.

In the Langya Palace, Sima Rui was on the throne, and there were no less than thirty Chinese martial arts staff in the main hall, and these people were divided into two factions at the moment and were arguing fiercely.

The content of the debate was whether to retreat to Jianghuai, or to use the remaining strength to advance westward to fight the Zhao state, recover the territory north of the Yellow River, and recapture Luoyang and Chang'an?

Sima Rui now sits on the Shandong Peninsula, and also leads the military of Yangzhou, and the entire eastern territory of the Great Jin Dynasty is under his control, and he still has 30,000 soldiers to fight, which is the strongest force today.

The palace argued, and the main battle side gradually gained the upper hand, after all, it was more righteous to regain the lost territory and recapture the country.

"Shut up for me....." Suddenly, Sima Rui on the throne said in a deep voice, and the quarrel in the hall stopped abruptly for a while.

"Why hasn't Sima Wang come yet?" asked Sima Rui as he raised his head and asked the attendant beside him.

The attendant lowered his head, bowed down and replied, "Back to Your Highness, I have already sent two groups of people to pass it on." ”

Wang Sima in Sima Rui's mouth is Wang Yan's cousin Wang Dao, and he is also Sima Rui's most relied on confidant.

"Let Your Highness wait for a long time...... Soon, a white-robed figure outside the hall walked quickly into the main hall.

This person walks calmly, step by step, giving people a sense of vigorous and calm atmosphere.

The person who came was less than thirty, and his age was similar to Sima Rui, and if he looked closely, he was three points similar to Wang Yan, and it was Sima Rui's military Sima Wang Dao.

"Ah Long, are you here, what's the news?" Sima Rui hurriedly got up, and even stepped off the throne regardless of his identity, and asked Director Wang with an eager face.

Wang Dao's character is Maohong, and Ah Long is his small character.

Sima Rui called him nicknamed, which shows that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

"His Royal Highness the King of the East China Sea and the Taifu are in trouble...... Luoyang and Chang'an have both fallen..... The emperor was also robbed to Pingyang....." Wang Dao said with a sad face.

These things have been a few days or even half a month ago, but it has been a long time since these news were transmitted to Langya County from the chaotic Central Plains.

Regardless of whether Sima Yue and Wang Yan are sinners through the ages in the eyes of the world, in Wang Dao's heart, they are his clan brothers after all, and even many of Wang Yan's arrangements, Wang Dao actually knows the deep meaning.

"This ..... Is the sky going to kill me?" Sima Rui staggered, and his face instantly turned pale.

With Sima Rui's cry of grief, many people in the hall cried bitterly, and for a while, the hall was covered with gloom.

"Now that the land of the Central Plains is in no danger to defend, at this time when the building is about to collapse and the temple is not guaranteed, please ask Your Highness to immediately order the town to be moved to Jiangnan and supervise the regent. Just when everyone was grieving, Director Wang bowed to Sima Rui and said loudly.

Director Wang's voice was very loud, almost shouting out, although there was also grief, and more eagerness.

"Moving to the south of the Yangtze River, wouldn't this give up half of the country to other races? What would it take care of the people of the Central Plains?" Sima Rui said with some puzzlement and reluctance.

Whether it was the melee of the princes at the end of the Han Dynasty, or the conquest of the Three Kingdoms, or even the rebellion of the Eight Kings, in the final analysis, it was a battle between their own families. If you can't beat it, you can escape back to your hometown, and it's okay to go into exile in another place, but now it's a foreign invasion, and it is extremely resistant to let Sima Rui retreat to Jianghuai.

"Bold Wang Dao, are you going to trap the palace in inhumanity and injustice, and you want to trap the princes in disloyalty and filial piety?" The originally grief-stricken Chinese Wu of the palace heard Wang Dao's words, and some grumpy ones had already stood up and pointed at Wang Dao and reprimanded.

"Your Highness..... This is also the last life of the king of the East China Sea and the Taifu.... In the battle of the Yellow River, all the elites of the Daomen were killed, and we had to retreat to the south of the Jianghuai, and then try to go on the Northern Expedition after recovering our strength!"

"Please Your Highness immediately issue an edict in the name of the regent of the prison state, ordering the people of the Central Plains counties to move south, and ordering Wang Dun and Wang Cheng to lead troops to garrison the Jianghuai fortress. When Director Wang saw the change in everyone's expressions, he immediately lifted the hem of his clothes and bowed down to Sima Rui, this time he said it more eagerly.

Sima Rui didn't answer Director Wang, but took two steps back a little weakly, and then asked in frustration: "If you move to Jiangnan..... Where do we go?"

"Jianye ....." Wang Dao knelt on the ground and said the word Jianye.

"Xi Jian, let's make a purpose..... From now on, he took the post of supervising the country and ordered the people of Guanzhong and the Central Plains to move south, and at the same time moved to the town of Jianye. Sima Rui finally agreed to all of Director Wang's suggestions.

Soon an edict in the name of the regent of the prison country spread all over the world, this is an edict called 'Yiguan Nandu', for a time a large number of people in the Central Plains, with counties as units, or orderly or panicked large-scale migration to Jiangdong.

Because Sima Rui moved to the town to build Ye, most of the people who moved south moved to Jiangzuo Prefecture.

Zhou Cheng walked all the way to Luoyang, this time he was not completely in the sky, most of the time he still walked on foot.

Along the way, he saw a large number of people fleeing south, and he would often see foreign armies looting on the land of the Central Plains, and Zhou Cheng also shot many times and killed a large number of foreign races.

However, Zhou Cheng's strength alone was a drop in the bucket after all, and later there were more Buddhist masters and foreign powerhouses to stop Zhou Cheng, and he had to temporarily avoid his front after several battles.

Luoyang has long fallen into the hands of foreign races, and there are basically no Han people in the city, and the only people are either imprisoned by the Zhao State or hiding in the mountains.

On some of the small roads, a small number of people also traveled south in groups from time to time.

These people can only choose small paths, and even walk by night and day, once they encounter a foreign army, these people will not escape the fate of being killed.

However, on the official road to the south of Luoyang, there is a team of dozens of people at this moment, this team is not many people, but there are more than ten warriors holding swords and wearing leather armor, and the rest are some women and children.

The team had been away from Luoyang for a few days and looked extremely tired, several of them were injured, and the blood stains on their arms had not yet completely dried up, and it seemed that the road was not peaceful.

".....Stop," suddenly shouted a young man with a sword in the ranks.

As the boy shouted, the team immediately stopped, and they all looked at the still immature teenager with a nervous expression.

The boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his still immature face was full of fortitude and composure.

After the team stopped, the young man thrust the long sword in his hand into the ground, and as the long sword was inserted, the sword body trembled uncontrollably, and the young man clenched the long sword, and soon let the long sword stand still, and then he slowly withdrew his hand.

The young man's palm left the hilt, and the originally static sword body trembled slightly again.

Seeing the trembling of the sword, the young man's brows furrowed, and he looked up at the surroundings, and then his eyes fell on a forest not far away.

"Quick..... Sneak into the woods and hide. The young man drew his long sword and held it in his hand, and shouted a little hurriedly.

With the young man's order, the group quickly helped the old and the young to run towards the woods, but after a while, there was no one to be seen on the official road.