Wei Yingwu listened to the young man's voice and although he had some thoughts of calculating, the other party could compete with Wang Mang, the leader of the Wanfa Sect, and make such a big scene, so he must be at least an immortal.

It must be an old monster, right?

It doesn’t matter if I get taught a lesson.

Thinking of this, Wei Yingwu endured it.

Instead, he bowed and said, "Thank you, senior, for helping us break this formation!"

After saying this, he was about to lead the army through.

At this moment, Wang Mang's voice suddenly rang out: "Don't leave!"

Everyone was shocked to see Wang Mang suddenly appear on the official road, his eyes were red, his face was pale, and there was a magical aura floating around his body like dust. With a wave of his hand, several magical chains like giant pythons swept towards the coalition forces.

Once the divine inspiration came out, it was hard to compete with it.

Several masters in the divine realm who were anxious to rush forward as pioneers were immediately hit by this magical power. The magical weapons in their hands all rebelled and not only did they not have any effect, but they became aids to the opponent and attacked them back. They were immediately beaten and flew away vomiting blood.

Wang Mang drew his sword and mounted his horse, causing tens of thousands of troops to hesitate. He took a deep breath of the shock of the tens of thousands of people in front of him, and felt that it was very delicious. Just as he was about to say something else, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "How dare you be distracted when facing my opponent? Who gave you such courage? Liang Jingru?"

As he was speaking, a dense aura of death had already penetrated Wang Mang's body, wrapping him up like a mummy.

Wang Mang was about to break free.

He was knocked away by the blow, and his opponent also left a little red mark on his chest.

Twinkle, twinkle…

That bit of red vitality kept flashing on Wang Mang's body like the fuse of a bomb.

Throwing a little business into the completely dead immortal world is like pouring a basin of cold water into a boiling oil pan. The two immortal worlds that are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other complete the transformation of life and death in an instant, thus creating a huge explosion.

boom!

Wang Mang was blown like a ball, flying around in the dawn sky and falling far away.

Only then did the coalition forces see clearly that the person who was hostile to Wang Mang was actually a handsome young man with a handsome face, wearing a brocade gown, holding a folding fan in his hand, and looking like an immortal, extremely charming and suave.

There are mostly men in the coalition army, but there are also female cultivators. Lu Wuhua, the wife of the leader of the Creation Immortal Sect, is a strong woman. She went to the battlefield on behalf of her husband in such a major event in the world, which also proves that she is actually the one in power in the sect.

Even this female cultivator who possessed great power felt her cheeks getting hot when she saw the young man in front of her, and her heart was beating wildly when she was swept by his gaze.

It's really weird.

"Hurry up, kid. If you fail to capture the fake emperor in Chang'an before noon, I will hold you accountable." Xu Junhu glanced at the monks in front of him and pointed at Wei Yingwu with the folding fan in his hand.

Now that he has the ultimate cultivation of a wandering immortal, these cultivators who are at most in the divine realm can be easily destroyed. However, these people are also key figures and have their own missions, while Xu Junhu’s own target is Wang Mang in front of him.

That tortoise shell of the True Immortal is really difficult to deal with.

Xu Junhu had just used his self-created magic of life and death to cause a huge explosion, which made Wang Mang look very miserable, but it only made him spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

You have to grind it slowly.

"Turtle Demon Lord! Come and try the millstone of life and death of heaven and earth that I created myself!" Xu Junhu pointed to the sky with one hand and drew on the ground with the other.

Then, in the blue sky, there appeared a round black calamity cloud, with a red light flashing at the very core. As the black disk spun, it generated a huge suction force, sucking in Wang Mang, who had just been dizzy from the explosion.

Then, the black circle of death on the outside and the red circle of vitality on the inside rotated back and forth and consumed them, like a huge millstone with the heaven and earth as the plate and life and death as the millstone, which was about to strangle Wang Mang to death.

Wang Mang roared continuously between the millstones of heaven and earth, but he was trapped between the two kinds of immortal power and ultimately could not break free.

The monks were dazzled by this scene.

The leader of the Wanfa Sect, who had just casually dismissed them as if they were chickens and dogs, was now being tormented by the young man in front of him and was unable to resist.

"There is such a charming person in the world~" Lu Wuhua couldn't help but say.

"Yes." Sui Dao agreed, "He can draw the world at will. I'm afraid he has reached the pinnacle of the Loose Immortal."

It seems like you two are not talking about the same thing... Wei Yingwu was not in the mood to care too much. His mission was to get to Chang'an before noon and drive Zhao off the throne.

I don’t know how many twists and turns there are ahead, so I must speed up my pace.

"Everyone, listen to my command and set off!"

At Wei Yingwu's command, he followed the road that Xu Junhu had opened up for him and galloped towards the vaguely visible Chang'an.

The monks went ahead, and the army was reorganized behind.

The crowd of horses was like a long dragon, trying to swallow up Chang'an.

…

The top of Kunlun.

Under the ancient vine.

Huang Shitian was speechless for a moment, and then he said after a while: "I only know that someone practiced the Death Tribulation, thinking that he could take the opportunity to achieve the Eight-Day Shocking Cicada. If you cut off the source of his Tribulation Power, he will die, but I didn't expect you to wake him up from the Death Tribulation."

"Xu Junhu is a man of natural talent and possesses two magical powers. I'm afraid Wang Mang can't handle him." Lin Chong said.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Where did you get the Death Tribulation Sutra and the Death Tribulation Power?" Huang Shitian was very curious. "It's not surprising that there is the Death Tribulation Sutra in this world, but the cultivation of the Death Tribulation Power is definitely something I can't hide... I understand, your little world was left behind by the exiled immortal Suanchou, right?"

"Ji Wuliang left me a large and generous inheritance." Lin Chong missed the exiled immortal. "It's a pity that he is too stubborn. If he had joined forces with me to fight you, you would have been killed long ago."

"Then why did he choose to cooperate with me?" Huang Shitian sneered, "People from other worlds cannot be trusted after all."

"Fourth brother, you feel guilty for saying this. I have no intention of summoning the world outside the heaven and turning this world into a sea of ​​blood." Lin Chong retorted.

“If you gain power, this world will be worse off than being swallowed by the demons.” Huang Shitian said.

It was pure slander... But Lin Chong was too lazy to refute it. They simply had no idea what was going on.

Lin Chong said: "In the current situation, once Wei Yingwu enters Chang'an City, we won't know who is the real dragon and who is the fake dragon. Your fifth secret will become a delusion."

"Want to enter Chang'an?" Huang Shitian shook his head, "You have to ask the other two Demon Lords first."

"No need to ask, just hit me directly." Lin Chong said with a smile.

"Fight?" Huang Shitian was puzzled.

…

The city of Chang'an is in sight.

The sun just peeked out in the east.

There is still time, more than three hours.

The allied forces, led by Wei Yingwu, were ready to attack Chang'an at lightning speed, and on the city wall of Chang'an, Wei Bian's three unique skills were once again summoned.

Having been defeated once before, Wei Bian San Jue’s fate is doomed to failure if he shows his true colors again.

Everyone in Chang'an who was from the three sects of History, State and Painting knew about it.

But Zhao said that there were experts to help and there was no need to worry.

But now the enemy is at the gate, where is the master?

The two masters mentioned above came from the Tianshu and Wanfa sects. Could it be that the next one will be a great immortal from the Fulu and Mahayana sects?

Just guessing.

Suddenly, a brilliant Buddha light appeared in the eastern sky. The Buddha light was like a stream, shining on the path of the coalition forces' masters, causing them to stop in their tracks.

"who!"

Wei Yingwu shouted towards the eastern sky.

Three more~