Sure enough, after half a cup of tea, the three armies of Zhuman, Dingyi, and Killing King came together like black clouds.
However, the three armies did not gather in one place, but occupied three directions of the royal court in southern Xinjiang.
"Execute the barbarian army, kill..."
"Dingyi Army, rise..."
"Kill the king's army and join forces..."
As soon as the voice fell, the three armies of Zhuman, Dingyi, and Killing Wang were seen moving in unison.
The evil energy rolled over the body of the Zhuman Army, soared into the sky, and transformed into a demonic dragon. The demonic dragon soared and the sea of blood surged.
The Dingyi army ran with great might, and its invasion was like fire. In the sea of fire, a phoenix spread its wings and flew, burning the sky and boiling the sea.
The King's Killing Army marched silently, as quietly as clouds, and as deep as night. In the dark night, a magic sword loomed, and mountains of corpses floated in a sea of blood.
People are murderous, the sky and the earth are overturned, dark clouds are pressing over the city, and the sun and moon are without light.
But under the military formation, Zhuman, Dingyi, and Shawang armies regarded Moon God Lake as if it were nothing. They stepped on the lake as if they were walking on flat ground and arrived in front of the Southern Xinjiang Royal Court in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the armies of Zhuman, Dingyi, and Killing King were about to cross the city wall and attack the city, they saw a bright and bright light suddenly spread out from the Southern Border Royal Court, covering the entire Southern Border Royal Court.
The moment the three armies of Zhuman, Dingyi, and Killing King came into contact with the light, it was as if they were blocked by an invisible force and could not be extinguished even by an inch.
"kill……"
"kill……"
"kill……"
The next moment, the demon dragon roared, the phoenix spread its wings, and the magic sword fell. The three armies of Shaman, Dingyi, and Shawang simultaneously attacked those lights. However, no matter how they attacked, they could not break through the barriers of those lights and rush into the city.
"moonlight……"
Ye Qing stood on the tower, touching the invisible and cold light, and murmured to himself.
"Yes, it's the moonlight." Feng Qingyou replied from the side.
"These moonlights come from the statue of the Moon God."
Ye Qing raised his head and glanced at the sky. The sky was covered with dark clouds and the moon could not be seen at all. The light also spread outward from the inner city.
Immediately, Ye Qing saw the situation in the inner city through the perception of demonic thoughts.
At this time, Meng Feixue was dressed in colorful clothes and stood in front of the statue of the Moon God, reciting the sacrificial inscriptions in her hands. The soul-sacrifice elders and a group of sacrificial priests were wearing colorful clothes and dancing strange dances, while those southern The people in the Prince's Court of Xinjiang prostrated themselves on the ground.
At this time, the faces of the people in southern Xinjiang no longer had the previous insensitivity, but only piety and respect.
But the most miraculous thing is undoubtedly the sculpture of the Moon God.
At this moment, the Moon God sculpture seems to be no longer made of cold and heartless stone, but has life. The whole body is dotted with clear stars, white clothes are fluttering, and the bright moon above the head is extremely clear, spreading endless moonlight.
The light that enveloped the entire Southern Xinjiang Royal Court was emanating from the bright moon.
Although the bright moon is not a real bright moon, it gives people a grand, vast and mysterious feeling.
With the sacrifices made by Meng Feixue and the people of southern Xinjiang, the statue became more and more lifelike, and the moon became brighter and brighter, and the moonlight was as bright as a dream.
But the strange thing is that in Ye Qing's perception, these moonlights are just like ordinary moonlight and have no magical power. However, the three armies of Zhuman, Dingyi, and Killing King are blocked by these moonlights and cannot do anything. Half a step into the royal court of Southern Xinjiang.
"This is the clear brilliance of the taiyin. It is no different from ordinary moonlight. It is invisible to the touch, but it has the power to protect all things. With the clear brilliance of the taiyin, the three armies of Zhuman, Dingyi and Killing King cannot enter." Feng Qing You said.
"Taiyin Qinghui..."
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, looked at the Zhuman, Dingyi, and Killing King armies that were still attacking outside the city, and said, "So, this is the good show you said?"
"Don't worry, the fun is yet to come." Feng Qing said with a smile.
"Pingjiang..."
At this time, seeing that he could not attack for a long time, Jin Wujiu waved his arm and the Shawang army stopped attacking. The Shaman and Dingyi armies quickly rushed towards the Shawang army with the Shawang army as the center.
Immediately, the three armies intertwined and merged into one army.
In an instant, blood energy surged into the sky, murderous intent soared into the clouds, and loomed in the sky, forming a strange beast shaped like a tiger, with two horns on its head, three heads and six eyes.
This beast is the territory that Pingjiang Army regards as a sacred beast.
I saw the mythical beasts in the sky swallowing the blood and evil spirit of killing the barbarians, conquering the barbarians, and killing the king's soldiers. When they swallowed, the wind roared, and when they spit out, the wind and clouds stirred up.
Between the puffs and puffs, the Qi of tens of thousands of soldiers merged into one, and Jiang's body gradually became larger and more solid, and his aura became more majestic and terrifying.
In just ten breaths of time, Jiang's body was as big as a hundred-mile mountain, and his aura was as terrifying as a god or demon.
"Pingjiang Suppression Evil Army Formation?!"
Ye Qing looked at the territory in the sky that was as big as a mountain, and his expression gradually became serious.
Obviously, this is Pingjiang Zhenxie, one of the two legendary military formations in the Pingjiang Army. At the same time, in front of the moon worship platform, Meng Feixue's sacrificial ceremony came to its final moment. Meng Feixue's voice became ethereal and ethereal, gradually resonating with the heaven and earth: "Sacrifice the moon with your spirit, and may the gods be happy." , bless Southern Xinjiang and make it prosperous forever. Today, Feixue, Princess Meng of the Royal Court of Southern Xinjiang, respectfully invites the Moon God to come..."
"Sacrifice the moon..."
Following Meng Feixue's voice, the soul-sacrifice elder threw the white skull in his hand into the air.
Immediately, two pale flames suddenly lit up in the hollow eyes of the skeleton. The skeleton opened its mouth and blew, and an invisible breeze blew over the prisoners of the Pingjiang Army.
Under the breeze, those prisoners instantly became decomposed and decayed. In a few breaths, more than 10,000 Pingjiang Army prisoners turned into a pile of withered bones.
And within their bodies, souls float out one after another.
"Shang Xi..."
Meng Feixue said again, but before her voice fell, she saw all the souls flying towards the Moon God statue and submerged into the statue.
As the soul submerged into the statue's body, the originally sluggish Moon Goddess statue became agile and magical.
"Invite the moon god..."
"Invite the moon god..."
"Invite the moon god..."
At this time, Meng Feixue, Elder Jihun, Granny She, and all the people in southern Xinjiang all knelt on the ground and shouted loudly in unison.
Following the shouts, the statue of the Moon God slowly moved and raised his hand to point.
With a single click, he appeared outside the city in an instant, as if traveling through time and space, and appeared above the head of the divine beast that was rushing out and flying down through the air.
Compared with the territory, which is as big as mountains and has majestic aura, that finger is as small as dust and has weak energy.
But the moment the two came into contact, the territory as big as a mountain and terrifyingly powerful was like a flower in the water, moon and mirror, shattering at the touch.
The formation of the Pingjiang Suppression Evil Army formed by slaying the barbarians, pacifying the barbarians, and killing the king was broken in an instant.
"How can this be?"
Kou Pingshan, Du Nanhai, and Jin Wujiu looked pale, with disbelief on their faces.
Before they could recover, they saw a figure walking from the sky.
At the first glance, the figure seemed to be far away in the horizon, but at the second glance, the figure had already arrived outside the city.
The figure is tall and majestic, clothed in moonlight and decorated with clear brilliance. The bright moon hangs high above, the jade rabbit is crawling in the hand, and the green frost is spread out for thousands of miles under the feet. It is holy, noble, mysterious and terrifying.
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