"who?!"

Wei Yingwu had been on guard for a long time. When he saw a cicada-headed monster suddenly appear, he used the superb magical power he had already prepared.

Other powerful souls, when they have cultivated to the most advanced level, often use thunder magic.

Wei Yingwu also cultivated the Yellow Dragon Sun Shining Soul Method to produce the Yellow Dragon Sun Thunder, which was the golden sun that he had thrown to this place before.

Because of the bonus of the emperor's dragon energy, this round of sun thunder, when detonated, has double power. One is the brilliant red sun that illuminates all things in the world, and the other is the mighty power of a true dragon that controls everything in the world.

Another fundamental skill that Wei Yingwu kept secret, the Source of Heavenly Qi, also contained a secret thunder method as bright as the bright moon and flowing silver.

But neither of these two is the most powerful magical power in Wei Yingwu's hands.

When he achieved his primordial spirit, the Man Jiang Hong sword technique engraved on his Dao Seal was the strongest.

At this moment, Wei Yingwu let out a light shout, raised his finger to make a sword gesture and pointed it towards his forehead. Then a small red sword flew out from there, carrying with it the utmost bravery and ferocity. It grew longer against the wind, and by the time it stabbed the cicada-headed monster in front of him, it was already over a hundred feet long.

When Man Jiang Hong's sword energy surged, the cicada-headed monster was forced to retreat all the way.

The red sword filled the river with scarlet energy, condensing unparalleled sword power, which forced the retreat while eroding the light gray immortal power on the cicada-headed monster.

The pale gray immortal energy, when it encountered the red sword, was unable to transform it for a while.

"This essence of inspiration is clearly the power of a sword immortal..."

The cicada-headed monster was caught off guard and was swallowed by the Man Jiang Hong sword. He was then knocked far away. The cicada shell on his head was slowly ground into powder, revealing the face of an ordinary middle-aged man.

However, as he became serious, he saw a ball of fairy light like a sandstorm entangled the red sword. Although the huge red sword still carried a sense of unwillingness and anger, it was slowly worn out due to the level gap, leaving only red spots of light scattered all over the sky.

"What a great Human Emperor! He actually integrated the supernatural powers of the peerless swordsman into himself!"

There were several layers of light grey sand circles floating around the middle-aged man, floating in the air, and he was surrounded by countless giant cicadas.

His immortal power is not ostentatious, but it carries the intention of assimilating all things, or even turning them into ashes.

Against the backdrop of this divine aura, his sense of presence is particularly strong.

"Immortal status!" Sui Dao said in shock, "Who are you?"

"My name is Wang Mang, and I'm the leader of the Wanfa Immortal Sect." The man said with a smile.

"The Wanfa Immortal Sect has also fallen under the control of the devil?!" Sui Dao was even more shocked.

Dianjinzi also looked incredulous.

Suck~

Wang Mang showed a lecherous expression, closed his eyes and took a breath, then opened his eyes and said very seriously: "Before noon, the road to Chang'an is forbidden, everyone please find another place to go."

"At noon, Zhao Er will hold the Xuantian Ceremony. By then, the dynasty name will be determined and the ownership of the world will be decided. Wang Mang, is this what you are thinking?" Wei Yingwu sneered, "It is wishful thinking."

“Alliance leader, don’t be impulsive. He is a wandering immortal and we cannot defeat him…” Sui Dao said hurriedly.

"So what if he's a scattered immortal?" Wei Yingwu had already prepared to fight against him. "Once we summon the coalition forces here, we will form a battle formation and kill this scattered immortal!"

“You are so arrogant…” Wang Mang sneered. He was in the Eight Days of Demonic Tribulation. At his limit, he was not just a casual immortal, but a true immortal.

But before he could finish his words, he saw Wei Yingwu, Sui Dao, and Dianjin Zhenren, emitting three rays of light and running away.

Wang Mang was speechless for a moment.

…

It was not until the early morning that the sky began to brighten.

The main force of the coalition forces managed to capture Hangu Pass, but they did not wipe out all the masters of the three sects, Sheji, Qingshi and Danqing. After all, if they wanted to escape, it would be extremely difficult to stop them with the supreme treasure of Weibian Sanjue Tianji in their hands.

As soon as Hangu Pass was emptied, millions of troops moved in one after another. The morale of the army was boosted for a while, and the disciples of various sects also felt that Chang'an was in sight and the achievement of establishing the throne was at hand. However, all the major alliance leaders and masters of the Yuanshen knew that this matter would not go so smoothly.

On the way to Chang'an, they encountered another difficult problem.

Wei Yingwu, along with the leaders and elders of various sects, as well as a group of independent cultivators, rushed to Chang'an from behind Hangu Pass before the arrival of the army. They could not ignore the giant cicadas that were scattered all over the area a hundred miles in front of Chang'an.

The giant cicadas were everywhere, piling up on the ground. Once a monk passed by, they would be startled and fly away, then swallow the monk whole.

"Each giant cicada is probably at the level of a god, and is extremely strong. Even the Alliance Leader's Great Sun True Dragon Thunder cannot destroy it."

Sui Dao frowned and said.

"The person who is in charge of commanding the giant cicada is Wang Mang, the leader of the Wanfa Immortal Sect. He has already defected to the Heavenly Demon. With his cultivation as a wandering immortal, we are no match for him."

"This... what should I do?" Tianlang Gong of the Jinding Sect had already lost an arm during the last conflict with Biluo Fuli. Of course, the loss of the physical body was nothing, and he could find some divine holy items to make up for it later. But outside Hangu Pass, on Biluo Fuli, the battle between the peerless swordsman and the demon lord was not over yet.

How come there is another Wanfa Xianzong before us?

Could it be that all the four righteous men in the world have surrendered to the devil?

Isn’t this amazing?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Who is the right path in the world?

The devil?

All the masters of the Yuanshen realm were shocked by the news.

This shock was also caught by Wang Mang in the giant cicada formation. He took a sip and found it very sweet.

…

"What should we do?" Everyone was asking Wei Yingwu.

When the world was fighting for hegemony, every master of the Yuanshen felt that he was in charge of a region and was an important figure who was qualified to participate in the world's governance. However, when they arrived at Hangu Pass and in front of Chang'an City, they all became problem babies and could only ask:

"what to do?"

"Has Immortal Lu made a plan?"

"Although the person in front of me is not as terrifying as the Heavenly Demon, he is still invincible to us. Could it be that Immortal Lu did not leave behind a way to defeat him?"

"Alliance leader, you need to ask the True Immortal for advice."

…

The crowd urged Wei Yingwu to use the divine runes to ask the immortal. The answer he got was actually 704, but Wei Yingwu didn't know.

But I got an unexpected answer.

"...Will this work?" Wei Yingwu was stunned.

As a result, he was sucked in by Wang Mang in the giant cicada formation, and by the way, he also sucked in Wei Yingwu's suspicion.

"Reciting poetry...what does that mean...?"

Wang Mang also found it strange.

At this time, the opposing camp already consisted of tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers, as well as more than a hundred Taoists, some of whom were even powerful souls. They were all reciting a poem in unison to Wang Mang:

"On the golden list, I occasionally lost the chance to be the leader. The Ming Dynasty temporarily lost its talent, what should I do? If the storm did not come, why not be wild and unrestrained? Why bother to discuss gains and losses? A talented poet is naturally a white-robed minister.

The streets of fireworks are screened by paintings. Fortunately, there is a lover who is worth visiting. Let's lean on the red and green, and enjoy the romantic affairs in life. Youth is only a moment. I can't bear to exchange the fame for a quiet drink and a low song. "

What is this... Wang Mang felt very strange, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a movement of immortal power in his body, a strange immortal power of different species and the same origin, flourishing...

One more~