Chapter 146: Where are our 100,000 navy troops at Chentangguan!

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Bang~~

The shrine fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

The crisp sound seemed to hit everyone's hearts hard.

"It's all you who forced me, it's all you who forced me..." Yang Tianyou's eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze seemed to be crazy: "Kill, kill, kill! Everyone on Kuaiji Mountain must die today, everyone must die!"

Then, he looked towards the Holy Capital City.

"Yes, kill all of you! Then no one will know that I did it. No one... I am still the Zhongyong Bo of Dazhou, no! I am Zhongyong Hou, Zhongyong Hou! From now on, I will still be Zhongyong Gong, even ...Even King Zhongyong! Hahaha”

Yang Tianyou smiled crazily, with a proud look on his face, "Yang Gang, you are such a traitor... and Lan Caiyi, you bitch! You will pay the price... Hahaha, you, you will pay the price soon. Got it!"

"Hahahahahaha"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Countless evil figures emerged from the Nine Nether Gate. Each of them had a strong aura, at least they were in a realm above the True Gang.

at the same time.

The demon hidden in the river also moved.

These demons are the elite of Jiuyou. Each one of them is usually hiding in the dark corners of Dazhou, and their cultivation level has reached at least the fairyland.

Countless demons raised their sharp blades high and looked cruelly into the ancient Kuaiji Fairy Mountain, where the gods were enshrined, and crazily massacred those who participated in the ceremony.

This is the land of Shinto.

Aura and immortality are mutually exclusive, so most of the people present are Zhou officials with low cultivation level.

In addition, the shrines of many guardian gods on Kuaiji Mountain were attacked. No one could have imagined that this loophole would cause today's disaster. For a time, the Great Zhou side was retreating steadily and was no match for the many demons.

The ceremony to the gods came to an abrupt end.

Countless people were massacred by evil spirits, shrines were destroyed one after another, and the power of the ownerless incense and divine way suddenly overflowed to the heaven and earth.

The splattered blood dyed the rocks, trees, and shrines red.

The Nine Nether Demon is afraid of the power of the divine way.

The Great Zhou Zhengshen who was stationed at the Fairy Mountain in Kuaiji, after his aura weakened, was he not afraid of the Nine Nether Demonic Aura like a snake or a scorpion?

"It's over!"

"It's all over!"

"If Kuaiji Fairy Mountain is breached, the Shinto foundation that Zhou has been preparing for thousands of years will be destroyed in one day!"

"Even if we don't die today, the Holy King will be so angry that we will end up in a place of eternal disaster!"

Just when the people of Dazhou fell into despair.

Rumble~~

The sky above Kuaiji Fairy Mountain suddenly burst into bursts of thunder.

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads.

I saw thunderclouds rolling in the sky, and a cloud of thunder and calamity that was not inferior to the power of the Gods of Kuaiji Fairy Mountain emerged out of thin air.

"Who...which genius is going through the Immortal Tribulation?"

"What a terrifying momentum, wind, fire and thunder coming together, colorful calamity clouds... This is the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man! But the figure in the calamity cloud... seems to be enjoying it! Who is he..."

"Why do I think his figure looks familiar?" A Jiangnan official who had participated in the Qingyun Crossing hesitated.

"Wait, I get it!"

"It's him!"

"Young man Qingyun, sword demon Yang Gang!"

"Is it him? Why did he come to Kuaiji Mountain?"

On top of the mountain.

Yang Tianyou looked at the calamity cloud that suddenly appeared above his head, and his originally proud expression suddenly froze.

"Yang Gang...how could it be you, you rebellious son..."

suddenly.

A cry of surprise rang out from the crowd.

"not good!"

"The powers of immortals and gods repel each other. The rich power of immortality brought about by this immortal tribulation has made all the righteous gods even more powerless!"

Suddenly.

An 'Immortal Lord' god who was fighting with evil spirits in the sky shouted angrily: "Yang Gang, why are you here? Leave quickly!"

Rumble~~

The figure in the calamity cloud sat cross-legged, with a long blood-red knife on his knees, his eyes closed and silent.

The strong power of the heavenly tribulation of the immortal way caused the power of the divine way to scatter and escape.

at the same time.

No one found it in a river at the foot of Kuaiji Mountain.

The Holy Lord of Manifestation, Yang Gang's Shinto incarnation, who was originally supposed to be thousands of miles away in the Qiantang Water System, was hiding in the water and secretly absorbing the power of the Shinto of the ownerless incense.

Perhaps the one who benefited the most from today's disaster was Yang Gang's incarnation of Shinto.

"Yang Gang!"

An official who knew Yang Gang looked at the sky in astonishment and roared: "You...are you also in the same group as Yang Tianyou? Are you...all your past grudges just an act?"

"What!"

"How could this be?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar around him.

"Ahem~~~Everyone, I misunderstood, I misunderstood."

In the sky, Yang Gang, who had been silently surviving the calamity, finally couldn't help but break his defense.

He stood up and looked towards Kuaiji Mountain, with a smile on his face, and said with cupped hands: "Yang happened to be here today, suddenly felt a feeling in his heart, couldn't help it... so he went through the tribulation here. I'm really sorry for disturbing the gods."

He kept apologizing.

But the smile on his face made him want to be punched in the face.

"Why can't you help it? You are obviously harboring evil intentions!"

"Quick, get out of here! We won't be able to bear it anymore!"

The ten Great Zhou Zhengs in the sky roared angrily.

Even though they have strength comparable to that of the Immortal Lord, their cultivation is not self-cultivation. In actual use, it is actually far inferior to the weakest Immortal Lord. Now that the shrine has been destroyed, and his strength is about 10 to 50, Yang Gang has another immortal calamity on his head...

The violent force of Pure Yang Thunder Tribulation was strengthened several times in the True Shinto Land of Kuaiji Mountain. For Yang Gang, it was enjoyment, but for them it was painful suffering.

As soon as Yang Gang appeared.

Not only the gods of the Great Zhou Dynasty regarded him as an enemy.

Even the demons and Yang Tianyou in the mountains felt like they were facing formidable enemies.

"Why is he here to overcome the tribulation? Yang Tianyou, did you leak the news?" A Demon Lord said coldly, turning to look at Yang Tianyou who was also shocked and angry, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"My lord, this is absolutely not the case! The conflict between me and this rebellious son is irreconcilable. And..." Yang Tianyou hurriedly explained: "He seems...just a person."

"Alone?" Demon Lord raised his head and looked at Yang Gang in surprise.

His eyes flickered and his expression was slightly solemn.

His name is Mo Wuding, he is in the realm of earthly immortals.

And Mo Wuyan, who disappeared inexplicably a while ago, is his brother.

Yang Gang's sudden appearance today gave him reason to doubt whether it had fallen into the hands of the other party.

But it seems that Yang Gang really seems to be the only one here today.

Is he really that arrogant?

At this moment.

Yang Gang finally survived the catastrophe of the fairyland.

Suddenly.

A sense of mellowness and perfection enveloped his body. Yang Gang only felt that the vigorous Zhanqing Zhengang in his body reached a certain critical point, and then underwent a qualitative change, transforming into pure mana one by one.

So far.

His strength once again greatly improved after reaching the fairyland in his physical body.

"This feels...so comfortable!"

Yang Gang clenched his fist, held the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, and stood up slowly.

Lin Kong walked step by step towards the battlefield of Kuaiji Fairy Mountain.

call--

A hundred-foot-long sword of light fell to the ground like a galaxy, slashing towards the evil demon.

He actually seemed to want to face thousands of Nine Nether Demons alone.

"Are you really so trusting?"

Mo Wuding said solemnly: "Just in time, I will kill you today and win Lan Caiyi's life."

"kill!"

Mo Wuding shouted loudly and took the initiative to greet Yang Gang's sword light.

Mid-air.

Yang Gang looked at Mo Wuding who took the initiative to greet him, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes. But the Blood-Drinking Demonic Knife in his hand didn't hesitate for a moment, and it flew across the sky in an instant, landing on a three-pronged steel fork in Mo Wuding's hand.

Ding~~

A crisp vibration spread throughout Kuaiji Fairy Mountain.

It shook everyone's eardrums.

next moment.

Gala~~Gala~~

Mo Wuding, who was in the Demon Lord realm, had the three steel forks in his hand shattered inch by inch, turning into countless fragments and piercing into his face and chest. Then, the sword light suddenly merged into one and struck Mo Wuding hard on the chest.

boom!

Only a scream was heard.

The arrogant Demon Lord Mo Wuding was chopped half to death by this knife before he even used the Earth Immortal's Dragon Platform Dharma. He fell back to Kuaiji Mountain at a faster speed than before.

This sword is called Qingyun.

It is a combination of strength and will, which is most suitable for Yang Gang's current situation where his body is sanctified and his magic power is unparalleled.

Suddenly.

Countless people, gods, and demons looked at the miserable Mo Wuding on the ground in astonishment, and they were all shocked.

Until a helpless voice sounded: "Brother, I'm already in the fairyland. How about you... respect me?"

"you……"

Mo Wuding lay on the ground and raised his upper body.

He pointed at Yang Gang in shock for a long time, but was speechless.

He never imagined that he, who had condensed the Three Worlds Divine Bridge and stepped into the Longtai Dharma, would be so vulnerable to the sword demon who had just stepped into the fairyland?

"How many lives have you awakened? How many levels of divine bridge have you built?" Mo Wuding finally said in horror after a long while.

"How many floors? Not many, just five, six, seven or eight lifetimes... However, I don't have time to build the Divine Bridge of Heaven and Earth." Yang Gang walked into the Kuaiji Fairy Mountain step by step and stood in front of Mo Wuding.

But he also fell into a circle surrounded by a large number of evil spirits, and the gloomy and evil figures surrounded him three levels inside and three outside.

"besides……"

Yang Gang was completely unaware and said something that completely drove Mo Wuding crazy, "Your strength is much worse than that of your brother Mo Wuyan. To kill you, even before I stepped into the fairyland, I could only kill you." It takes a knife.”

While speaking, the Blood Drinking Demonic Sword was slowly drawn out.

A strong sense of oppression suddenly made Mo Wuding feel chilly.

However.

But he sneered and said: "Huh, the power of words. Even if you really have the strength to compare with the Earth Immortal, today... you will never come back!"

"Kill me!"

Mo Wuding gave the order and retreated.

Immediately, countless evil demons surrounded him, with swords and spears pressing into 360 vital parts of his body.

"Boom boom boom~~~"

Crazy energy exploded, with swords and swords, Yang Gang and Sha Mo were both physically strong people, so they naturally chose their best fighting methods.

Mo Wuding retreated to the rear and looked at Yang Gang who was under siege.

He immediately sneered, "Humph! This time we have eighteen Demon Lords, a hundred real demons in the fairyland, and the four Nine Nether Gates can pass through ten thousand demon troops. And you... you are the only one here."

"Let me see what you are going to do to fight with my Nine Netherworld Earth today!"

"Who said I was the only one here?" Yang Gang's faint voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

"What's the meaning?"

The demons around him couldn't help but froze when they heard this.

Just then.

Yang Gang suddenly turned his head and faced the river below the Fairy Mountain in Kuaiji.

He shouted loudly: "The evil demon is raging and slaughtering our gods in the south of the Yangtze River. Where are the 100,000 sailors at Chentangguan?"

"exist!"

In an instant.

One hundred thousand uniform shouts gathered into a huge wave like a landslide and tsunami, lifting the thick clouds in the sky and shaking the world.

next moment.

In the shocked eyes of the world.

Above the river, the water vapor clouds and mist suddenly dispersed.

One after another, the sharp-edged and majestic Great Zhou warships appeared, carrying a hundred thousand Chentangguan naval forces. They lost the cover of the fog formation and emerged on the river.

One hundred thousand solemn gazes all looked towards the Kuaiji Fairy Mountain.

next moment.

Li Jin was wearing a gilt armor, holding an exquisite pagoda in one hand and a sword in the other, floating in the air.

Facing thousands of demons, he shouted loudly: "Kill!"

One hundred thousand sailors raised their weapons and shouted angrily: "Kill, kill, kill!"

All of a sudden.

The strong chilling aura was like substance, breaking through the layers of clouds and mists, heading straight to the place where the gods were enshrined in the Kuaiji Fairy Mountain.

Countless figures in the mountain were rushed to and fro, and their hearts were horrified.

Even the ten Great Zhou Zhengshen seemed unable to bear the terrifying evil spirit of the army. Their Shinto bodies fluctuated and twisted, and they looked at the river in surprise.

The 100,000 navy troops suddenly appeared.

This picture completely shocked everyone, gods and demons on the mountain.

Eighteen demon lords, a hundred real demons from the fairyland, and an army of 10,000 demons pouring in from the four Nine Nether Portals...all of them were stunned on the spot, each holding a weapon, at a loss.

Ten thousand versus one hundred thousand, what do they win?

Yang Gang held the Blood Drinking Demon Knife and stood quietly in front of Mo Wuding and Yang Tianyou.

He smiled and said, "You have 10,000 demon troops, and I have 100,000 elite navy troops of Great Zhou... Now, are I qualified to fight you?"

(End of chapter)