The sky was misty and foggy.

Pan Zongshuai's eyes were white, and he could only hear the exclamations of the Shanyue soldiers, but he couldn't see much of the scene.

This worries him.

"The Heavenly Mandate Master is really powerful, if this unknown Heavenly Mandate Master only has this kind of means, there is no big problem......

If there is any killing trick hidden in this dense fog, I am afraid that our Shanyue army will suffer heavy casualties!"

Just when Pan Zongshuai was worried, another loud voice came.

"Julong!"

As soon as the words fell, Pan Zongshuai clearly sensed that this vast white fog had undergone a huge change!

Just when he was dazed and startled, the clouds in front of him suddenly surged wildly, as if some fierce beast was about to pounce out!

Whew!

In a moment, with the whirring sound of the wind, a fierce beast dozens of meters long roared and rushed out.

"It's ....... dragon!"

Pan Zongshuai's eyes showed a look of horror.

What caught his eye was a white cloud dragon!

The cloud dragon swooped towards him, and the momentum was menacing.

Seeing this, Pan Zongshuai couldn't help gritting his teeth, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"What about the dragons, give me death!"

With a roar of rage, the qi of his whole body attached to the spear in his hand, and swept forward fiercely!

In an instant, a flaming spear roared out and slammed into the cloud dragon, tearing the cloud dragon to pieces in an instant!

Seeing this scene, Pan Zongshuai couldn't help but feel relieved.

The fear in his eyes disappeared, and he laughed and said, "This sect marshal still thinks how powerful it is, but it turns out that he is just pretending to be a ghost, and he is vulnerable!"

However, at this moment, the cloud dragon that was shattered by him quickly condensed again.

Pan Zongshuai's eyes froze, and he didn't believe in evil and smashed the cloud dragon several times.

But every time, it only took a moment, and the cloud dragon condensed again!

What's more, although this cloud dragon can't have any impact on him, many of the Shanyue soldiers under his command have been swept away, causing a lot of damage!

After smashing the cloud dragon dozens of times in a row, Pan Zongshuai's heart finally despaired.

"It's over, this army attacking Shu County is completely finished......

Now I can only hope that the Shanyue army that attacked the other four major cities in Lujiang County will not be as unlucky as me, and will be able to gain something......"

At this moment, Pan Zongshuai's expression was extremely gloomy.

Their Shanyue tribe already lived in a wild land, and it was extremely difficult to grow agriculture.

In the past, he relied on hunting to make a living.

However, in the past two years, natural disasters have continued, and the food stored in their Shanyue tribe is far from enough for them to survive this winter.

In order to prevent their clansmen from starving to death, they can only make dangerous moves and raise millions of troops to attack Lujiang, but they don't want to encounter strong enemies in a row!

Pan Zongshuai stopped the meaningless struggle, but knelt down in despair.

He pressed his left chest with his right hand, lowered his head, and kept chanting words in his mouth: "Yue Xing and the mountain, worship the beast god, dress in a beast robe, multiply the white tiger ......"

When the soldiers on the left and right saw this scene, they also knelt down with red eyes.

A dark sound of sacrifice filled the heavens and the earth.

"Yue Xing and the mountain, worship the beast god, dressed in animal robes, multiplied by the white tiger ......"

......

On the top of the city gate, when the big and small aristocratic officials saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing and flattering: "Everyone Cai really has great powers, like immortals and gods, and as soon as they made a move, they stopped the barbarian leader!"

Hearing everyone's flattery, Cai Yong shook his head with a flat face.

"It's just a small skill, and I can't afford to be called a family. ”

After all, what kind of person can be worthy of the words of a "family"?

Only in the pre-Qin era, those sages who created a hundred schools of thought could be called "everyone"!

He Cai Yong, it's still far from it!

"It's a pity that I'm not a combat Heavenly Mandate Master, otherwise I wouldn't just trap those tens of thousands of troops now......

Cai Yong sighed.

The gap between the Celestial Mandate Master of the auxiliary system and the Celestial Mandate Master of the combat department is still not small.

If there was a Combat Heavenly Mandate Master here, even if it was just a first-order Combat Heavenly Mandate Master, it would be enough to annihilate those tens of thousands of troops!

After sighing slightly, Cai Yong laughed again.

He looked at Zhou Xuan and his entourage, who had broken through the encirclement of the Shanyue army, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

The big stone that had been hanging in my heart finally fell.

......

The sky is getting dark, and on the clean blue sky, a touch of rhododendron red slowly stretches out.

It's a beautiful sunset.

Fifty miles southwest of the city, before Huang Qingguan, the fierce atmosphere of the approaching war spread in every corner.

In the dilapidated Taoist temple, the atmosphere was very solemn, with a group of more than 60 people, and everyone's face was full of fatigue and worry.

Surrounded by more than 60 people, there was a little girl who looked no more than ten years old.

The little girl was dressed in a white high-waisted skirt, beautiful and moving, but her face was full of sorrow.

This beautiful little girl is the daughter of Cai Yong, Cai Yan, Cai Wenji, who was famous in history.

At this moment, she looked up at the white light shroud that enveloped the entire Taoist temple, and couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Uncle Huang, how long can this Heavenly Destiny Mobao last?"

Hearing Cai Yan's words, a trace of worry flashed in Huang Bo's eyes, and then disappeared.

He smiled and said, "Miss, don't worry, the master's Heavenly Destiny Mobao will be able to hold out for at least three hours, and he will definitely wait for reinforcements!"

When Cai Yan heard this, the worry in his heart did not let go.

Although she is young, she is extremely intelligent.

From the increasingly tense atmosphere in this Huang Qingguan, she could deduce that the Heavenly Destiny Mobao that enveloped the entire Taoist Temple could not last long.

This made her heart very anxious.

After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said: "Uncle Huang, why don't you hand me over, their main target is me, I believe that after handing me over, they will definitely not embarrass you." ”

Hearing Cai Yan's words, Huang Bo was stunned for a moment, and then his face swelled with anger.

"Miss, this must not be, even if we all die in battle, we can't hand you over!"

Cai Yan is still young, and he doesn't know what kind of tragic fate a woman will have after being captured by these barbarians!

But he, Huang Jian, is thirty-three years old, has traveled from south to north, and has a wide range of knowledge, so he naturally knows the tragic consequences.

It can be said that the fate of being captured by these barbarians is a hundred times more tragic than death!

Hearing Uncle Huang's stern refusal, Cai Yan bit his lip and did not continue to insist.

In fact, although she didn't know what terrible things would happen to her after becoming a captive, she felt that it was an extremely terrible thing.

As a ten-year-old girl, it is extremely rare for her to be able to muster up the courage to make such a suggestion.

However, Cai Yan and Huang Bo didn't notice that among the many guards, a few people heard this suggestion, and their eyes changed!