"cut!"
The Glass Dragon Sword made a clear sound, and merged with the Taiwei Human Sword. The sharp edge seemed to shatter time and space. Her soul walked out of her body, and the surroundings seemed to become a black and white world, with black ripples rippling under her feet.
Lu Dongbin's movements were instantly slowed down a hundred times, like a turtle crawling, and even the rise and fall of his chest when breathing was clearly visible.
There was a trace of surprise in Taiwei's eyes. What she was using at this moment was the most powerful killing move recorded in the "Tai Shang Sword Sutra", called Tai Shang Sword Domain.
Using the sword's intention to break the void, the soul left the body. Logically speaking, except for her, everyone else in the sword area should be still at this moment.
But Lu Dongbin could still move within her sword domain. Although the speed was very slow, he was actually moving.
The combination of Taiwei's soul and the glass dragon sword stabbed Lu Dongbin in the heart with an indomitable momentum.
Lu Zu was worthy of being Lu Zu. Under such a passive condition, he still blocked it with his sword.
However, Taiwei let out a long roar and her eyes were like sword light. She actually chopped the pure Yang magic sword into pieces and penetrated deeply into Lu Dongbin's heart.
The Heavenly Escape Sword Intention struck and pierced Taiwei's forehead like a steel needle, causing blood to flow from her eyes, mouth, ears and nose. However, her hair was fluttering, ignoring the pain as nothing, and resolutely pierced Lu Zu. heart.
Plop!
In the real world, a deep sword mark suddenly appeared on Lu Dongbin's heart. No blood flowed out, but his body gradually disintegrated under thousands of sword energies, turning into ashes and dissipating.
Taiwei's soul returned to her body, her body staggered, and she quickly supported herself on the ground with her sword.
At this moment, she could no longer see, hear, or speak. At the cost of being deaf, mute, and blind, she forcibly killed Lu Zu under the backlash of the Heavenly Escape Sword.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but in the darkness, she seemed to see a figure wearing a Huayang scarf and having an immortal spirit.
It was still Lu Zu, but at this moment his eyes were no longer empty, but his eyes were smiling, as gentle as jade, and he smiled slightly at Taiwei.
"Good swordsmanship."
Lu Zu's voice was gentle and calm, with an indescribable and unrestrained temperament. He held the broken Chunyang Magic Sword in his hand, performed a sword salute to Taiwei, and disappeared completely.
…
At the same time, Zhang Qianyang, a 152-year-old man, went into a rage. His beard and hair were spread out, and he actually swallowed all the Tiangang Qi in his belly for hundreds of miles.
The hot Gang Qi burned his internal organs like fire and evaporated his blood.
But it also made his magic power improve by leaps and bounds.
"rise!!!"
With a roar, he actually lifted the Yang Ping Jidu Gong Seal that was pressed above his head. The originally dry skin was like a red-hot iron under the heat of the strong air.
Whoosh!
A ray of sword light penetrated his body-protecting Tiangang and pierced Zhang Qianyang's heart. Blood spilled and billowing smoke rose.
The Sanwu Evil Slaying Male and Female Sword let out a mournful cry. It had to be stained with the blood of the Heavenly Master as a last resort. The sword spirit wept, and cracks appeared on the sword.
This also left Zhang Qianyang the last chance.
He looked at his wife and son who had turned into flesh, as well as the Longhu Mountain disciples who fell in a pool of blood. His eyes were red, and the magic sword passed directly through it, and blood spilled into the sky.
"Certainly!"
Longhu Mountain Immobilization Spell!
Zhang Daoling's figure paused for a moment, but he regained his freedom in an instant. Just as he was about to dodge, a bloody hand grabbed him tightly.
"Decide again!"
Zhang Qianyang's other hand actually dipped his heart essence and blood into sand, and quickly drew a restraining spell on Zhang Daoling's body with the blood of the Heavenly Master.
This time, Zhang Daoling was not so easy to untie.
Click!
The Tiangang Qi that Zhang Qianyang breathed into his lungs exploded completely, and cracks opened in his body, like a volcano about to erupt.
"Zhang Qianyang, the eighth generation heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, please ask the master's soldiers to relieve him!!"
Boom!
A huge explosion sounded, making the entire city of Chang'an seem to tremble.
"Great kindness."
Before completely losing consciousness, Zhang Qianyang seemed to hear a voice ringing in his ears, showing unabashed joy and pride.
…
At the cost of an arm, Changle finally wrapped the magic whip around Wang Lingguan's neck, cutting off his head like a crocodile cutting off its tail.
Xuanzang smashed the jade purification bottle and asked the Bodhisattva to pass away.
Later, he teamed up with Lu Sheng and killed all seventeen Arhats, but both of them were also scarred.
With the blessing of Li Bai's last poem, the strong men of the human race either sacrificed themselves or risked their lives with their injuries. After paying a huge price, they finally killed all these gods and Buddhas.
Even the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord fell under the combined efforts of everyone.
Seeing their bodies reduced to ashes, everyone felt that victory ultimately belonged to Datang.
There were loud cheers from the city walls.
With united efforts, the human race finally regained the city and found a way out of this catastrophe.
Li Longji also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Although the Tang Dynasty suffered heavy losses this time, as long as the country still existed, it would be able to recover in the future. This was his confidence as a prosperous emperor.
Of course, he will not forget all those who fought for Datang tonight.
"wrong!"
Among the strong human beings, the only one who was not injured was Yang Yuhuan. She was once defeated against Taiyin Star Lord, but then a powerful force suddenly burst out from her body, allowing her to kill the opponent instantly.
At this moment, a chill suddenly arose in her heart, and Dao Xin gave a frantic warning, reminding her to run away quickly.
"Everyone, be careful!"
Just as she shouted, a huge golden Buddha's hand dropped from the sky, and the texture of the palm was clearly visible like the undulating mountains on the earth.
boom!
With a loud noise, Xuanzang, Lu Sheng and the Buddhist disciples all turned into flesh under this palm, without any resistance.
The Buddha's majestic appearance looks down on the world from the clouds. His eyes are no longer compassionate, but empty and void. His dazzling golden body illuminates the entire night sky.
call!
The strong wind suddenly rose, and a terrifying suction force emerged, sucking the Taoist disciples into their sleeves one after another like a black hole. With a slight shake, they turned into a pool of blood.
The Glass Dragon Sword and the Divine Whip fell from the sky. Taiwei and Changle, who were seriously injured, also died unexpectedly, even abandoning their most beloved weapons.
Wearing a purple gold crown and a worry-free crane cloak. The shoes are on the feet, and the ribbon is tied around the waist. The body is like a boy's appearance, and the face is like a beautiful woman. Three whiskers float under his chin, and crow feathers fold on his temples.
The long sleeves are elegant and seem to be able to hold everything in the world.
The ancestor of the Earth Immortal - Zhen Yuanzi!
Yang Yuhuan suddenly felt cold all over, as if she was being targeted by something terrifying, and streams of extremely pure fairy power suddenly emerged from her body.
"Run away!"
A voice sounded in her heart, a little anxious, and Yang Yuhuan recognized the sister in white, or her previous life, Fairy Taizhen.
Boom!
A treasure seal fell from the sky, enveloping it with immeasurable brilliance, like the aura of Emperor Yuan.
Yang Yuhuan tried to escape, but the treasure seal came first and fell on her head.
In an instant, the beauty screamed in grief, her fragrance disappeared and her jade died.
Although she is the reincarnation of the Queen Mother of the West, after two reincarnations, most of the Queen Mother of the West's magic power and moral conduct have been lost. She is ultimately too powerless under this unparalleled power of the emperor's seal.
A figure stands high in the ninth level of the sky, standing on a divine dragon, wearing a dragon robe, a golden crown on its head, and holding a brilliant treasure seal, symbolizing the highest authority of all living beings in the three realms.
Jade Emperor!
According to legend, the Supreme God of the Immortal Realm, Haotian God, rules the heavens, leads all saints, and dominates the universe!
Three huge Dharma bodies stand in the sky. The Buddha, the Emperor of Heaven, and the ancestor of the Earthly Immortals vaguely surround Chang'an, looking down at the human world.
The Supreme Lord of Lingshan, the Lord of the Immortal Realm, and the Ancestor of the Earthly Immortals...
The faint fluctuations in mana caused the entire human world to become a little distorted. These three were the top beings among the gods and Buddhas, second only to the saints.
On the other hand, in the human race, all the top experts have been killed and injured. As far as the eye can see, there is not even a Yangshen realm left.
All the Hidden Dragons died in the battle, their leader Chang Le also fell, all the Taoist disciples were wiped out, and the Buddhist sect was wiped out. In the entire Tang Dynasty, the only ones who could still fight were the ordinary soldiers.
But everyone knows that it can only lead to death.
Li Longji closed his eyes in despair.
"Your Majesty, do we still want to fight?"
Prime Minister Song Jing asked. This mature and prudent Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, who was always known for his calmness and calmness, his voice was trembling slightly at this moment, and his eyes showed despair.
The soldiers looked at their emperor.
Li Longji slowly opened his eyes. Looking at these young but resolute faces, he seemed to think of his own past.
At that time, Empress Wei was causing trouble in the imperial court, being dictatorial and easy to kill, and the Li Tang clan was in danger. When everyone was pessimistic and desperate, the twenty-five-year-old man stepped forward and resolutely launched the Xuanwu Gate Mutiny, killing Empress Wei on the spot, and for Datang swept away the gloom.
A long-lost pride surged into my heart.
He suddenly laughed, looked at the ministers who still trusted and followed him, and said loudly: "If we fight, we will be defeated!"
After hearing this, everyone looked desperate.
But then, Li Longji's voice sounded again.
"If you surrender, we will also die. Since we will die no matter what, I, a man of the Tang Dynasty, have an iron bones, so why should I be afraid of using my sword?"
He spoke like thunder.
"Prepare your horses and follow me out of the city to meet the enemy!"
In the face of death that is coming, courage is the last hymn of humankind.
As the city gate opened, the mighty cavalry of the Tang Dynasty followed their Majesty and rushed towards the three majestic Dharmakayas that covered the sky and the sun.
Like moths flying into the flame, ants shaking the sky.
"Draw your sword!"
Clang! ! !
The sound of swords being drawn neatly rang out, and the warriors of the Tang Dynasty galloped out under the moonlight, their resolute eyes illuminated by the cold sword light.
The Iron Cavalry of the Tang Dynasty, with their frail flesh and blood, launched their last expedition towards the supreme gods and Buddhas.
I would rather draw my sword and die than kneel down to survive.
This is the pride of the Tang people, and it is also the foundation that has been created since Taizong.
The huge golden Buddha's hand fell to the world again, and with a roar, there was an endless bloody palm print on the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.
The veterans on the city wall had tears in their eyes. They were all too old and could no longer charge on horseback, but they still had the courage to fight with both men and women. They held the dagger in their trembling hands.
"The Tang Dynasty is dead!"
"We will also die. Please don't involve the people in the city!"
Some veterans thought An Lushan wanted to change the dynasty, so they shouted loudly.
However, what responded to them was a huge golden Buddha's hand, targeting the entire city of Chang'an.
An Lushan did not want to be emperor. What he really wanted to do was to completely destroy the Tang Dynasty and drive out all the Tang people!
The Buddha's hand slowly fell, and many old officials burst into tears, for the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, and for the empire that was once at its peak but ended suddenly.
A voice sounded.
"I, the Tang Dynasty, will tear off a piece of flesh and blood from the enemy even if I am shattered into pieces!"
When everyone looked at it, many veterans' pupils were shocked and they couldn't believe it.
His appearance was vaguely similar to that of Taizong. Although he was wearing a simple Taoist robe, when he looked around, he still looked like an emperor.
Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi!
Li Zhi smiled slightly and said: "Perhaps the Imperial Master has kept me alive until now just for this day."
With a wave of his hand, the formation of the Four Saints in the city began to move, but it was bad luck.
The four holy beasts of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu roared towards the huge Buddha's hand, and then they dispersed one after another and turned into huge spiritual power.
Dragon energy flew out from the imperial mausoleum, adding another fire to the array.
Li Zhi bowed in the direction of Zhaoling, then straightened his back and said with a smile: "Father, you always scold me for being cowardly and not as heroic as you."
His voice was light, like a child who had received praise from his father.
"But now, the kid finally looks like you for once."
After speaking, he held his hand, and the Four Saints' formation, which had collapsed to the extreme, exploded completely, like countless volcanoes erupting at the same time. With a roar, the ground shook.
The entire Chang'an City turned into a huge mushroom cloud.
The huge Buddha's hand was shaken back, a crack appeared in the palm, and the Buddha's blood spilled into the world.
…
The underworld, Yanfu Mountain.
Chen Ziyu fluttered in red clothes, with long hair dripping with blood. She stepped barefoot on the devastated netherworld, holding a head with an imperial crown in her hand.
She won, but also lost.
All the dead souls in the underworld dissipated, the space was shattered, and the bones and blood in her belly became a dead baby.
She walked aimlessly, as if she had lost her soul. The wounds on her body were constantly bleeding out, but she turned a deaf ear.
After walking for who knows how long, she staggered slightly and finally fell down.
The blood condensed into words on the ground, which were her last suicide note.
"Li Daoxuan, I tried my best."
"sorry."
The rain fell, seeming to grieve the passing of the Netherworld Emperor, but it could not wash away the blood stains on the red clothes.
…
Things seem to be a foregone conclusion, and the whole world is shrouded in death.
The Tang Dynasty was destroyed, almost all the monks in the world died in battle, and even the underworld was in pieces.
But... is everything really a done deal?
In the underworld, the handwriting condensed with blood suddenly flowed, and together with the spilled blood, automatically poured into Chen Ziyu's wound.
The broken earth quickly recovered, the cracked mountains reunited, and even the rain flew from bottom to top.
Even if it is covered with water, it can be recovered, and a broken mirror can be reunited.
...(End of chapter)
