The long, crystalline fingers of the mountains stood horizontally across the mountains, and the peaks below had already been smashed to pieces. ∽ ↗ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ↗ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ∽ ↗ �� ↗

The blood exudes a rich fairy aura, nourishing the surrounding plants and trees, and many of the plants and trees that absorb the blood qi are swaying and shining, and the body is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some even grow from a small seedling to a towering tree, with lush branches as big as a car cover.

At this time, there was a horror and dead silence all around, and everyone's faces were full of horror and disbelief. Fang Wu and the others were all shocked, frightened by the ferocity of this Holy Emperor Body.

Airplanes!

The space around Pan Hao was once again bound by the inexplicable power of the law, and the whole person was like an ant condensed in amber, unable to move.

"Stronger, he's getting closer!"

Pan Hao's face changed, and he knew that the Dao Monarch was getting closer, because the power of this restraint was even stronger and stronger.

It doesn't matter if everyone thinks that Pan Hao is about to fall, because of the wheel escape technique, a million miles can only be crossed in an instant for the Divine Monarch, and as the Dao Monarch approaches, the power of the law is slowly strengthening, until it reaches the point where the Venerable can hardly bear it.

In the history of the Southern Wilderness, it is not that there is no Venerable who has been pressed into powder by the laws of the Daojun.

"Let me go!"

Pan Hao's body rose with blue light, and a picture scroll of heaven and earth slowly unfolded, above the cities and villages, hills and valleys, plains and rivers, market vendors, college scholars, shepherd boy Yao Di, all kinds of scenes appeared.

A powerful force of heaven and earth also gushed out, shaking away the mysterious aura that bound Pan Hao, and turning into a film of light that enveloped Pan Hao.

"Huh, what kind of dao is this?"

That Daojun's voice sounded again, with confusion and incomprehension. But he was not afraid of Pan Hao escaping at all, because below the Daojun, once he was targeted by the Daojun, it was rare to escape for his life.

"Escape!"

Pan Hao's eyes were cold, and he roared. The soul captured the southern wilderness in the dark. Connected to the thread of his own faith, the whole person was full of light, turned into a bright blue light, escaped into the thread of faith, and disappeared in place.

"You can't escape!"

Fang Wu half-closed his eyes and said with an undoubted tone in his mouth.

"Being targeted by the Dao Monarch, unless you can erase the aura that is entangled by the law, you will be found and killed in a breathless time. ”

The old Taoist priest of the Yun Sect also sighed. The Cloud Sect and the Pure Yang Sect are both big sects, and they naturally have a profound background, and there are not no Dao Monarchs who cultivate in the sect, but they basically don't show up. Unless something significant happens.

"Whoa!"

Before Fang Wu and the others could finish speaking, they saw a crack suddenly crack in the void, and a figure stepped out of the gap. I saw that this figure was surrounded by fog and light, and a slender figure with jade-like eyes swept around.

Millions of miles away, but within a few breaths, Dao Jun came.

With the appearance of this Dao Monarch, this heaven and earth seemed to become depressed in an instant. Behind this Daojun, there is a chain that is as bright as jade and has a bright white color like a dragon snake. There was a clattering sound, shuttling through the space, and the body of Daojun was firmly protected.

This is a law of solidification and embodiment, and it is also the biggest gap between the Dao Monarch and the Venerable.

"Do you want to escape?

This Dao Monarch was shrouded in fog. The robe hunted, and the voice said coldly.

I saw that as the words of this Dao Monarch fell, the fingers that fell into the mountain range snapped, turning into a rainbow light and flying towards this Dao Jun. The severed finger shrank as it flew, and finally became the size of a normal person, flying into the Daojun's wide sleeved robe.

"Not true. Why is it a million miles away from me in an instant, no, far more than a million miles? ”

But the next moment, he froze, because he sensed that the figure that possessed his regular aura was getting farther and farther away, even more than a million miles, and his perception was getting weaker and weaker.

Pan Hao escaped into the line of faith, and instantly crisscrossed thousands of miles away, appearing in the sky above a mountain village that worshiped the god of Buzhou. At this moment, if it is the wheel escape method, I am afraid that Pan Hao is also ranked in the Southern Wilderness.

The line of faith can only be seen by Pan Hao, who is the god master, and wherever there is a line of faith, Pan Hao can reach it instantly.

"It still hasn't disappeared!"

Pan Hao frowned. Pan Hao's divine soul could feel that a subtle aura of rules was still lingering on his body, but Pan Hao couldn't expel it in a short period of time.

"Even if I perceive the power of Dao Jun from afar, I can feel that the current realm is still much worse than Dao Jun. Moreover, the Dao Monarch level is the existence of the law of condensation, so let's hide first!"

Pan Hao couldn't help sighing, stepped into the void again, and shook again, and appeared in a dim world, only to see that in this world, a turbid yellow spring swept through the void, and there were countless souls floating on the endless river. And not far from Huangquan, there is a city palace where it is located, and a divine light turns into a light curtain to envelop this city, and it is the underworld here!

As soon as he entered the underworld, Pan Hao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he could feel that the gaze that enveloped him in the underworld was blocked by the breath of the underworld.

This is the first time that Pan Hao has entered the underworld with his physical body, and if it weren't for the great increase in cultivation, Pan Hao would not dare to use his physical body to enter this place at will. This place is full of yin and ghostly energy, which can easily erode the physical body, if you can't cultivate to the golden body, if you come in for half a day, I'm afraid the physical body will rot.

Even if it's a golden body, it's very uncomfortable. But fortunately, Pan Hao is now green, and he is not afraid of erosion.

"Boom!"

Just when Pan Hao disappeared for less than a dozen breaths, a big hand covering the sky covered the place where he was just now, and the entire space was pinched and exploded by the big hand, the light was distorted, and this space seemed to be swallowed by something.

"How is it possible, I ran away again. And the aura of the rules seems to be blocked by something, damn it!"

A cold voice sounded for no reason, and then disappeared.

Great Song Kingdom!

Song Yu's soldiers were divided into two routes, He Shan and Zhang Han attacked Yangzhou, and Song Yu himself took Zhao Long and a group of fierce generals to take Youzhou. Within the boundaries of Youzhou, the beacon fire soars into the sky, the spear is like a forest, and the flag is hunting.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Song Yu's soldiers and horses used siege equipment to open the way, eight oxen crossbows, jackdaw arrows, stone throwing carts, rushing cars, ladders and so on. First, the eight oxen crossbows bombarded the city in turn, and the heavy city gates were smashed to pieces, and then the jackdaw arrows rained down, and then the stones were thrown and the chariots and ladders were rushed......

Along the way, it can be described as invincible, once the city gate is blasted open, this city is under the attack of the dragon's tooth soldiers, and it is difficult to resist even half a day. This is simply devastating and invincible!

Half a month later, Song Yu's army approached the imperial capital.

Above the city, Zhang Jian was wearing black armor and holding a long sword, looking at the enemy troops standing under the city.

Zhang Jian's face was full of fatigue at this time, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and the front was losing and retreating, and Yangzhou had even come to the news of being captured, and he couldn't imagine that the king of Guangyang, who was invincible a few months ago, was trapped and died in the imperial capital at this time, and was about to become a lost dog.

"Your Majesty!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in an official uniform walked up the steps from under the city wall, his steps were messy and hurried.

"How's it going?"

Zhang Jian perked up, turned around, and said imperceptibly in a slightly trembling voice.

"Weichen should be damned, he can't move Yu Yuan. Yu Yuan refused to send troops to help!"

The official, who fell to the ground, was panicked, sweating profusely, and said in a trembling voice.

Originally, Zhang Jian was ready to join forces with Yu Yuan to resist Song Yu, but when he got the information that Yu Yuan refused to help, he suddenly felt a thunderbolt from the sky, his heart seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and his face instantly turned pale. (To be continued......)