Although Lin Haoheng was in a hurry to kill people, he forgot his mission.

But without Fu Tu manipulating the core formation of Biluo Fuli, the divine light of nothingness immediately ceased.

The allied forces, who were being mowed down by the divine light of nothingness like plowing the fields and weeding the land, no matter they were ordinary people or spiritual masters, all looked at the Biluo Fuli floating in the air with astonishment and doubt.

That void divine light was so terrifying.

Even if one is a master of the spiritual realm, if he cannot withdraw in time once the light is shining, he will die and even the seal of the Tao will not be left.

Ordinary soldiers were eliminated in an organized manner, as if they had been wiped out from the world.

Although it only lasted for a short time and did not kill tens of thousands of people, the psychological oppression made everyone terrified.

Fortunately, the coalition camps were spread over an area of ​​hundreds of miles, and the divine light of nothingness only plowed through a few nearby camps, while the distant camps were not affected. If the divine light of nothingness could shine everywhere, the collapse of millions of troops would only take a moment.

At this moment, the blue sky stopped.

It was just hanging in the balance, and everyone was waiting anxiously.

Even the Zhao Er forces on the top of Hangu Pass couldn't help but wonder why the Tianshu Xianzong Biluo Fuli stood on their side? And why did they suddenly stop? What if they turned their guns around and pointed them at them? What should they do...

boom!

Suddenly, a handful of brilliant light bloomed in the blue sky.

It was in the shape of a lotus, blooming in all directions within Fuli, but was restricted by the Fuli formation and did not burst out to the outside world. It just looked extremely sharp and strong, and there was a faint shadow of a peerless figure holding a sword, leaping and leaping with the sword light, and the one being chased and chopped by it was a faint image of a huge purple-red Dharma body...

"That's our peerless swordsman!"

Wei Yingwu received the 704th transmission and soared into the sky, revealing a great sun image behind him. The aura of a true dragon emperor was swirling in the image. He shouted loudly, "That is the peerless swordsman, the incarnation of Kang Zhenxian. He is fighting with the incarnation of the devil at the moment. In a moment, he will be able to kill Biluo Fuli!"

"New Year's Day is approaching, and the luck of Hangu Pass has disappeared. Elder Tianlang! Sect Master Sui! Sect Master Lian! Madam Lu! Give me a hand and activate the Million Dingjia Killing Array again!"

"Break the formation and eliminate Zhao! Establish a new dynasty! Now is the time!"

Wei Yingwu possessed the dragon aura of an emperor, and with a loud shout, everyone followed him.

The soldiers felt their blood boiling, and when the sect masters, elders, and disciples heard these words, they were all excited as they realized that it was our peerless sword immortal who broke the terrifying void divine light.

A master of the Yuanshen looked at the sword lights that kept blooming above the Biluo Fuli and couldn't help but murmured: "The peerless sword immortal who is the best in the three realms... I'm lucky enough to see him. This trip is worth it, and this life is worth it!"

"Brother, hurry up. Hangu Pass is about to be breached and Chang'an is just ahead. Don't let others miss out on the great destiny of establishing the capital of China." Another person urged him.

"Okay, okay!" The two of them raised the light of their magic weapons and rushed towards Hangu Pass.

It seems that in just a moment, it will be New Year's Day.

I'm afraid that Hangu Pass will be breached in the next moment.

…

Kunlun Mountain Summit.

Under the bitter vine.

Lin Chong and Huang Shitian both saw the fight on Biluo Fuli, and saw that Futu was being hacked like a stray dog ​​by Lin Haoheng with various magic swords. He only relied on the form of the Wrathful Heart Slave to constantly transfer his location. If he did not have such magical powers, he would have been chopped into eight pieces by Lin Haoheng long ago.

"...The peerless swordsman is worthy of being the best in the three realms." Huang Shitian sighed, "I originally wanted to choose the swordsman Tianyi, but unfortunately I couldn't find the opportunity. The thing that the swordsman Tianyi loves is peerless talent, but I don't have it."

"You are a demon from outer space, incarnated into three thousand mortal worlds. Can't you find a world with peerless poetic talent, and get a poem that will be favored by the Sword Immortal Tianji?" Lin Chong couldn't help but be curious.

"Is there no secret of the Sword Immortal in the world I incarnate in?" Huang Shitian asked back.

Oh. Lin Chong understood.

Only in the real world, only on Earth, there is no secret of the Sword Immortal, and only then can there be the birth of peerless poetry unknown to the Sword Immortal and profound history unknown to the secrets outside the body.

So the Earth is the 'only root fruit' mentioned by Wan Mi Zhai?

Just as the two of them were chatting.

Hangu Pass was broken.

With the arrival of the midnight hour.

The last trace of dragon spirit belonging to Li Tang, the last bit of heaven's favor and the choice of the people, also returned to nothingness.

From then on, the Li Dynasty only existed in the history books of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The Putianluetu formation also vanished into thin air, leaving only the supreme treasure Wei Bian Sanjue floating alone above the city wall of Hangu Pass.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Although the Three Wonders of Wei Bian were immediately sacrificed by the Qingshi Sect, and countless poems and sages were created to block the coalition forces' attack, the four sects under the city each had a supreme treasure. The overlapping lights of the treasures pressed on the Three Wonders of Wei Bian, immediately suppressing the power of this supreme treasure.

Without the obstruction of the Putian Lutu formation, Hangu Pass suddenly became an unimportant place. Many Yuanshen masters even jumped over the pass and rushed straight to Chang'an City.

We have both the True Immortal of Counting Sticks and the peerless swordsman. What is there to be afraid of?

Seeing Hangu Pass breached, Lin Chong smiled and asked Huang Shitian, "How is it? What's the next step?"

Lin Chong knew that Huang Shitian still had at least three chess pieces that had not been moved.

"You don't have to be complacent. This game of chess has just begun." Huang Shitian lost a move and couldn't help but snorted, "As long as Fu Tu is not dead, the favor of Tianshu Tianji will not disappear. I didn't lose the last move."

"Then I must hurry up and ask the peerless swordsman to kill your incarnation. You know, for the peerless swordsman, it's just a piece of cake." Lin Chong continued to laugh.

"For you, if you don't stop the enthronement ceremony to be held in Chang'an City at noon on New Year's Day, the secrets of the country will be in my hands. You only have six hours." Huang Shitian changed the subject.

"Hangu Pass is only a few hundred miles away from Chang'an City. A spiritual cultivator can get there in half an hour. Why should they wait for six people for so long?" Lin Chong shook his head.

"That may not be possible. I have a chess piece that can destroy your million-strong army with a wave of my hand. It's placed behind Hangu Pass." Huang Shitian smiled.

Oh? Lin Chong's smile faded.

…

Behind Hangu Pass.

Hundreds of miles of fertile fields.

It was the coldest time of the year and there had been a heavy snowfall the day before, so the fields were covered with fresh snow.

And between the fields, there is a straight official road with four carriages leading directly to Chang'an at the end.

If you have good eyesight, you can even vaguely see the magnificent scenery of Chang'an City.

Several masters of Yuanshen leaped in from Hangu Pass. Their goal was to be the first to capture Chang'an and establish a new dynasty. Some of the good fortune would belong to them, which would be of great benefit to their cultivation.

As they were galloping towards the destination, they saw a middle-aged man in a long gown, who looked like a down-and-out scholar, standing alone on the official road. He had his back to them, looking at Chang'an, and chanted, "... The floating clouds always block the sun, and I am sad when I can't see Chang'an."

Second update~