Clear sky and thunder, this is a harbinger of the wrath of heaven, and it is also a bad omen.
People in Chang'an City looked up to the sky one after another, hoping to see some clues of disaster from this strange celestial phenomenon, which was also accompanied by various discussions.
"It's a sunny day with thunder but no rain. This is a bad omen!"
"Who rebelled?"
"My son is still outside the city, please don't let anything happen..."
There was also a voice in Ning Tao's ears: "Ning Lang, could it be Lin Qinghua here?"
Ning Tao whispered: "It's probably that guy. When he shows up later, you can come into my mouth."
"Yes." Nanmen Xunxian responded.
Jin Wuwei, who was guarding Ning Tao, slapped Ning Tao on the back of the head and said fiercely: "What are you muttering about?"
Ning Tao was not angry and did not respond.
There is no point in him being angry with an ordinary person now, not to mention that he has not yet had the effect of the medicine and is in a state where he wants to build a dam in the Pacific Ocean at any time. He is very high and can easily get into an angry state.
That dark cloud has always been hanging over Chang'an City, never suppressing it, nor turning into a shady prison covering the wilderness.
Ning Tao and Ma Mian were pressed onto the wall of Chengde Gate.
Chengde Gate is the main gate of Chang'an City. The street of Zhuque Street is Chengde Gate, and the end of the street is Daming Palace.
Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty stood on the central axis between Chengdemen and Daming Palace, with his hands behind his waist and his tall posture looking forward.
Outside Chang'an City, an army was marching slowly.
At the forefront was a cavalry phalanx. The formation was at least ten miles wide. There were Crusaders carrying huge crosses, Mongolian cavalry holding bows and scimitars, and heavily armored Gothic cavalry. There were at least 200,000 people marching in a mighty manner.
Behind the cavalry is an infantry phalanx. The infantry phalanx following behind is as wide as the cavalry phalanx, but it can't be seen to the end. There are at least 700,000 or 800,000 people!
Those infantry include soldiers from the Qing Dynasty, Ming Dynasty and even Qin Dynasty, as well as Crusaders, Persian Undead Army, Nazi soldiers and Allied soldiers from World War II. There are all kinds of skin colors, all kinds of weapons and equipment, and it’s so vast that you can’t see the end at a glance.
This is a mixed army of millions.
One million people marched in uniform steps, and even if the feet of one person and one horse made a sound, the combined sounds would make the eardrums vibrate and make the ground tremble and the city walls tremble!
The millions of troops were surrounded by flags covering the sky, and each flag was embroidered with the word "Lin" in black.
In fact, Ning Tao didn't need to see the word "Lin" on the flag to know that it was Lin Qinghua who was causing trouble. Only Lin Qinghua in this world can form such an army, not for any other reason than because he is the coffin bearer of the Soul Coffin and the spokesperson of that stone tablet.
Suddenly, a huge flag was erected behind the army, billowing in the wind. The flag was embroidered with a stone tablet, and the stone tablet was embroidered with several words: The Great Hades Dynasty.
The Great Hades Dynasty
The first thing Ning Tao thought of was the "Ming Dynasty", but it was still unclear, not to mention that it would take hundreds of years for the real Ming Dynasty to be born. How could it overwhelm the Tang Dynasty
The big flag was embroidered with the wordless stone tablet, and that stone tablet came from the Divine Ruins. Could it be that the "Great Underworld Dynasty" that descended from the sky was a kingdom in the Divine Ruins? Like the Tang Dynasty in this ruins, are they both annihilated in the long history of the dynasty
If so, then this "Great Underworld Dynasty" will not be a mortal dynasty, it should be a civilization in the fairy world.
Ning Tao analyzed this in his mind. He didn't see Lin Qinghua, but he could feel Lin Qinghua's presence.
There was an atmosphere of tension and despair on the city walls.
During the prosperous period of the Tang Dynasty, there were millions of troops, which were distributed in different places. Chang'an City only had a size of 200,000 troops. Suddenly a million-strong army arrived. How could the emperor and the soldiers guarding the city not be nervous and frightened
If this city is destroyed, the Tang Dynasty will be over.
"General! These two people refused to kneel when they saw the Emperor Luan, and my subordinates suspected that it was the enemy's conspiracy. Please tell me, General!" Jin Wuwei reported to a general.
The general retracted his gaze, looked back at Ning Tao and Ma Mian, and asked sternly: "What dynasty is the Great Underworld, and who is your king?"
Ning Tao said: "General, we are not a craftsman. The Great Hades Dynasty should be a country in another world. Do you believe it?"
"Nonsense!" The general was immediately angry, "Cut down the sacrificial flag!"
The two Jinwu guards pushed Ning Tao and Ma Mian to the battlement. The Jinwu guard who was guarding Ning Tao kicked Ning Tao on the crook of his leg and tried to kick Ning Tao to his knees, but Ning Tao's legs were unable to move. Not even a tremor.
"Damn it! You're still stubborn even when you're about to die!" The Jinwu guard cursed, pulled out his Huanshou knife, and struck Ning Tao in the neck.
Instead of hiding, Ning Tao stretched his neck to make it easier for the opponent to chop.
Ma Mian smiled bitterly: "Brother, what is this for?"
In his opinion, as long as Ning Tao is willing, a spell can kill these people, but he stood on the city wall and stretched his neck to be stabbed.
Is it so fun
Click!
The Huanshou knife hit Ning Tao's neck, then bounced up, and the blade curled up, but Ning Tao's neck did not leave even a trace of being slashed, let alone a wound.
The Jin Wuwei who was cutting people was immediately stunned. He held the curled ring-shaped knife and looked at Ning Tao with horror in his eyes.
The Tang troops surrounding them all retreated, their eyes looking as if they had encountered a ghost.
Ning Tao said: "I am the Lord of the Sun in the sky, and I am the patron saint of Chang'an City. If you want to survive, you must obey me."
Bang!
The curled-edged sword in the hand of the beheaded Jin Wuwei fell to the ground. The next second his legs softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop: "God, have mercy! God, have mercy!"
boom!
Ning Tao's body released black and white heavenly fire flames edged with gold, just like the Buddha's light on the bodies of gods and Buddhas.
As soon as the heavenly fire spirit flames came out, a large number of Tang Dynasty soldiers on the city wall fell to their knees. The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Ning Tao. The general who gave the order was even more frightened. He knelt on the ground and admitted his mistake: "Xingjun, spare your life, Xingjun, spare your life..."
The situation here spread to the Chengde gate tower. More people turned their eyes and knelt down when they saw Ning Tao, who was burning.
Ma Mian whispered: "Brother, what kind of drama are you singing in?"
Ning Tao said with a smile: "Being idle is also idle."
Ma Mian: "..."
This was certainly not boring. Although he had a battle with Lin Qinghua, such a big scene was also a good opportunity to earn soul energy. He could harvest a heavenly amount of trustworthy and good energy from the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty and the people of Chang'an City, and he could also harvest a heavenly amount of evil energy from the million-strong army of the Great Hades Dynasty.
This battlefield was like a huge treasure to him. How could he miss it casually and just kill Lin Qinghua
This is like a writer who writes a book. The protagonist appears at the beginning, and then the villain boss appears. As soon as the two meet, they start fighting without saying a word. The protagonist stabs the villain boss to death...
How much money does this book writer make
The money is all in the process, in the folds of the plot.
Therefore, the soul energy is in these ordinary soldiers and common people, and pretending to be gods and ghosts has become a necessary option.
However, it is not easy to explain this situation to Ma Mian here.
The news that Lord Xing had arrived in Chang'an City soon reached the ears of Tang Xuanzong and a group of ministers on the Chengde Gate Tower.
Li Sanlang didn't dare to ask for help, so he quickly led a large group of ministers and Yang Yuhuan to the city wall.
Yang Yuhuan stared at Ning Tao with surprise and shock in his eyes.
Ning Tao also looked at Yang Yuhuan. At this period, Yang Yuhuan was only an entry-level cultivator, and his spiritual power was so weak that it was almost negligible. And even the real Yang Yuhuan lying in the sunken ship had very low spiritual power. In this life, she is destined to be just a cultivator.
Tang Xuanzong quickly figured out the situation, but did not bow down.
He is the Son of Heaven, the Nine-Fifth Lord, and he only worships Ziwei Xingjun and bigger gods. A little-known god, Buri Xingjun, seems not worthy of his worship. However, he also showed enough courtesy. He bowed deeply to Ning Tao and said: "I am the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. I would like to thank the Great Immortal for saving me. If the Great Immortal can help me, the Tang Dynasty, to overcome this disaster, I will definitely build a temple for the Great Immortal for all eternity. Enjoy the incense offered by the people of the Tang Dynasty.”
These words are neither humble nor arrogant, but have the bearing of an emperor.
Everyone wants to be the emperor, but not everyone can be the emperor.
Ning Tao didn't speak to Tang Xuanzong. He waved his right hand and a ball of ink gun air burst out. The gun penetrated the flesh and came out of the palm. The next second, he threw out the gun, jumped on the gun, and flew slowly along the city wall. Wherever he passed, the soldiers and people of the Tang Dynasty rushed to their knees, and a large amount of Zhixin energy emerged for him to collect.
Although Tang Xuanzong was a super important figure, he had no value at all. He was not even interested in talking to an emperor who could not contribute the energy of Zhixin. On the contrary, those ordinary soldiers and ordinary people are valuable existences to him.
Under the city wall, the cavalry phalanx stopped.
Behind them, the infantry phalanx was still marching, and the scene came like a tidal wave.
Ning Tao flew around the city wall to collect a large amount of Zhixin energy and then returned to the city wall below the Chengde Gate.
Yang Yuhuan looked at Ning Tao with bright eyes, and there was a little more admiration in her eyes at this moment.
Tang Xuanzong was a little embarrassed. Just now, Ning Tao flew away without saying a word to his rescuer. As the leader of the Tang Dynasty, he was a little embarrassed.
Ning Tao then said something to Tang Xuanzong: "As long as I am here, nothing will happen to Chang'an City."
Tang Xuanzong bowed deeply again and said in a more respectful tone: "Thank you, Immortal, for the rescue. May I ask the Immortal, whose army is under the city and where do they come from?"
Ning Tao moved his gaze to the sky.
At this moment, a strange energy fluctuation appeared, and its source was in the dark cloud.
Suddenly, the dark clouds split...