Xianyang, black clouds overwhelm the city

A group of black-clad cultivators gathered over the palace

The leader wore a golden crown and gold armor, and looked at Xianyang with contempt

The hand slowly clenched into a fist, and the huge strength of the hand made the surrounding air make a burst of cracking sound, as if the city in front of him would also turn into smoke in an instant under its powerful force

A group of people floated in the air of Xianyang like this, and the powerful momentum made countless civilians unable to move, and those who were slightly weak-willed even wanted to bow their heads and be subordinate, and a group of people gathered on the street to look up at a group of cultivators in surprise

"What should I do?!The immortal came, looking at his eyes, it seemed like he was going to destroy Xianyang! I just had a daughter, and I don't want to die yet!!

"Why can't I move???"

"Help, immortals spare lives, immortals spare lives"

The ministers of Xianyang were not as flustered as the civilians in cloth, and looked at the immortals in the sky calmly

But the ministers found at this moment that the emperor, who had returned to Xianyang before, had not appeared for a long time

"What about Your Majesty, he has set up a forbidden place in the Xianyang Palace, but why hasn't he appeared for so long now?"

"Wait, Your Majesty will have a way to solve them," a gloomy man's eyes revealed his belief in Yingzheng and explained

In the Xianyang Palace, the zombie Yingzheng frowned, obviously feeling the aura of the cultivator

"The pinnacle of earth's might?"

Zombie Yingzheng only said a word, and then fell into silence again, the eyes of the three thousand Yin Terracotta Warriors and Horses around him were tightly closed, and the Yin Qi was surrounded, and the entire hall was extremely weird

"Lord Zheng, at this moment, the king should have already gone to meet Ying Zheng and Tiangang, they shouldn't be able to come back, we should do it" A cultivator smiled

The man at the head, Zheng Tu, the general of Dashan, nodded and said, "Let's do it"

As he spoke, he raised his spear and threw it into the palace

A few palaces, including the Xianyang Palace, were spared, and the rest of the buildings were reduced to ashes in an instant

The huge aftermath shook many courtiers at the gate of the Xianyang Hall to death

"Yingzheng, come out quickly and surrender, otherwise, your courtiers and Xianyang will not be protected" Zheng Tu waved his hand, and the spear returned to his hand, holding the spear aloft, obviously ready to launch the next offensive at any time

Zheng Tu looked at Xianyang Hall with contempt

"I'll count three! Get out of here!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

The spear was thrown out in response, and flew straight through the clouds towards the Xianyang Palace