In Feng Changqing's mansion, Li Jinglong fed him the elixir prepared by Hongjun, but Feng Changqing tried his best to push Li Jinglong away, saying: "Go... to save your majesty."
Li Jinglong said in a deep voice: "I have prepared for it, this time it is inevitable, but please rest assured."
Only then did Feng Changqing heave a sigh of relief, and he closed his eyes heavily. Li Jinglong came out in a hurry, and was about to rush to the Da Ci'en Temple, when he suddenly heard a sharp whistle from the north.
Looking up, the dark clouds in the north are surging, crossing the Xingqing Palace, and going straight to the Xuanwu Gate all the way.
The whistle sounded long and short, and all members of the Exorcist Department in the city heard the sound.
Li Jinglong looked up.
Qiu Yongsi immediately left the crowd and walked away. Hong Jun, Li Bai, and Li Guinian were drinking iced sour plum soup on the side of the street. Hearing the sound, he refused to eat any more and said, "I'm leaving first!" Immediately, he rushed out of the alley and got on his horse .
In the empty alley of Chang'an City, Hong Jun urged his horse to the highest speed, and met Qiu Yongsi when he rushed out of Suzaku Street. Qiu Yongsi said loudly: "They got it!"
Hong Jun shouted: "Where is Chang Shi?!"
"I don't know!" Qiu Yongsi said, "According to the plan!"
Mo Zhigen reached Lu Xu and let out a long breath. The two were silent for a moment, both trembling, and a sharp whistle came from afar.
"It's time to work." Lu Xu said seriously.
Mo Zhigen pulled Lu Xu, and the two came out of the bath. Mo Zhigen put away the single clothes and robes on the side shelf, and shook them out for Lu Xu to put on, regardless of who owned them.
The two wore white clothes and white trousers, and black silk robes, and rushed out. Lu Xu whistled to call for horses, but Mo Zhigen bent down and turned into a wolf. The color of his fur seemed to have changed. The once gray and blue wolf fur turned black in the middle, but now it turned into blue and white interlaced colors. The wolf's body is gray and blue, with a circle of white fur around its neck.
"It's changed." Lu Xu was a little surprised.
"Isn't it pretty?" The wolf turned his head and asked in a low voice.
Lu Xu turned over, stepped on the wolf's back, and said, "The fur is thicker."
"It's too hot." The wolf was so hot that he wanted to stick out his tongue, but he held back desperately. After all, this action was too dog-like.
"Hold on tight."
Immediately, the wolf jumped forward, rushed north along the long street with a "shua", and chased after the black cloud.
Ashinaqiong and Artai rode their horses and galloped, the black clouds behind them were less than a hundred steps away, and they had already rushed out of the city, Ashinaqiong blew the short whistle vigorously, and shouted: "Is this useful?"
"You have deafened your ears!" Artest shouted back.
Ashina Qiong said: "Why do I feel a little dangerous!"
Artest shouted: "Take it all! Are you still talking about this now?"
"See if the ring works?" Ashinaqiong said.
Artai threw it to Ashinaqiong, the finger was unable to be grasped, and it was almost the size of a bracelet. Ashinaqiong looked at it again and again, and said, "This is Shenhuo? How do you call it?"
"I don't know!" Artest said, "Leave it alone! We're almost there!"
The black cloud was getting faster and faster, and the two had to run towards the main road on horseback, but the flying magic energy ignored the terrain restrictions. After Artest made a few turns, the distance only became closer and closer.
"It has a tail!" Shouted Ashinajon.
The two breathed a sigh of relief, since the demonic energy had been boundless since it came out of the Xingqing palace vine, now that it has an end, it means that it is no longer as strong as before, and it is much easier now. Even so, the black cloud incarnated by Anlu Mountain is nearly an hectare wide, and among them are rolling black clouds and bursts of lightning.
This was the first time they saw the form of a "demon". In comparison, Dunhuang's demonic energy paled in comparison.
"Not good!" Shouted Ashinaqiong, "It's going to surround us!"
"Go up the hill!" Artest shouted.
The two of them tried their best, rode their horses and galloped towards the mountain.
"It's here! Hurry up!"
"Where is Yongsi's magic circle?!"
"I can't see it! Lie down quickly! There is no time!"
"How long?! What if it doesn't come?!"
"Lie down until you arrive!"
"That may not necessarily be a magic weapon!" Ashina Qiong said, "Also, what is a magic weapon? I haven't seen it before!"
"You can figure it out! In short, you are a hero today! You have to endure no matter what!" Artai said anxiously, making Ashina Qiong lie down, kicking him again, running to the atrium by himself, and then fell down, fell to the ground.
At the same time, in the city, Hong Jun rushed forward at full speed, and saw a person standing on the main street of Suzaku.
"Jing Long!" Hong Jun shouted.
Li Jinglong stepped back a little bit, Hong Jun stretched out his hand on the galloping horse, and the two held each other for a moment, Li Jinglong turned over and flew up, landing on the back of Hong Jun's horse.
"Drive!" Li Jinglong took the reins of the horse and drove Hong Jun away.
Li Jinglong returned to the team and shouted to Qiu Yongsi, "Where are the others?"
"Zhao Zilong is still in Daci'en Temple, I don't know the rest!" Qiu Yongsi replied, galloping towards the north city gate, only to see that the city gate was wide open, and several guarding soldiers were infested with demonic energy, their faces darkened and lying on the ground. On the edge of the city gate, two riders rushed out of the city gate like arrows flying off the string.
"Lu Xu..."
"I heard their whistle!" Li Jinglong said, "It's solved!"
The black air was already faintly visible, and it rolled wildly towards the Daming Palace, chasing Artai and Ashina Qiong; while Li Jinglong and his party were chasing the rolling black air, Hong Jun was still looking around, guessing that Mo Rigen and Lu Xu were in danger. Where, when he turned his head, his face was next to Li Jinglong, and he could feel his breathing.
Li Jinglong kissed him on the face.
At that moment, even if the final battle is coming, Hong Jun's heart is like a flower blooming in an instant.
"Are you afraid?" Li Jinglong said in a low voice, freeing his hand to hold Hong Jun, just like the moment when they returned from Lishan and entered the imperial city controlled by the fox demon that day.
Hong Jun intertwined his fingers, and he suddenly felt a sense of unreality. There were only six people in the Exorcism Department, and under Li Jinglong's step-by-step plan, they approached a certain end point that he thought was unattainable.
"God Kun said..."
Hong Jun thought of the God Kun who had left, Qingxiong who went to gather the monster clan to deal with the demon and the prison for them, and Chongming who was far away in the Yaojin Palace.
None of them came, and perhaps today is still not the end. Hong Jun had a strong premonition. He always felt that whether it was Heavenly Demon or Xiong Prison, at this moment, it might not be the time to solve everything. However, the confidence that Li Jinglong gave him became a weight on the other side of the balance of fate, vaguely giving him hope.
"No matter what he says." Li Jinglong said seriously, "The future is still in our hands, drive!"
When the whistle sounded, a giant wolf flew out of the wheat field, and Lu Xu was riding on the wolf's back!
The three cheered at the same time, Hong Jun shouted: "Mo Zhigen! You are back!"
There was a low brew in the wolf's throat, and then there was a wolf-like "woo-" tremor, and Lu Xu said loudly, "Where are they?"
"Front!" Li Jinglong said, "Don't chase too closely! Leave some time! This speed is enough!"
Lu Xu returned to the team, and Mo Rigen returned to the team.
All members of the Exorcist Division finally arrived.
April 25th in the thirteenth year of Tianbao.
Case: exorcism.
Difficulty: Tianzi level
Area: Daming Palace
Involved in the case: An Lushan (Heavenly Demon), Yang Guozhong (Xiao Prison)
Facts of the case: On April 25th, Concubine Yang's birthday, An Lushan's four generals of "wine, sex, wealth, and spirit" were killed, and the demon appeared in the world, and was led to the Daming Palace. In order to destroy the demon in one fell swoop, purify it, and... there are still hidden tasks to be completed.
Remuneration: Thousands of years of peace in the world.
Daming Palace, dusk, sunset.
The black cloud moved towards the top of the mountain quickly, and amidst the loud noise, An Lushan's fat figure appeared in the atrium, but at this moment, his whole body was burning with black fire, and his eyes shot blood red light, like a A vicious giant.
Wherever the demonic energy went, the surrounding flowers, plants and trees were all withered and withered, and the breath of death was everywhere, covering the entire Daming Palace.
"Suicide!" An Lushan's voice almost roared.
The Daming Palace was extremely quiet, and there were two people lying in the atrium. Ashinaqiong was scorched black by the flames, lying motionless, and Artest's throat was pierced by a flying knife. fist.
As soon as An Lushan saw this situation, he knew that the two were fighting each other for the finger pull. He immediately laughed and said, "If Dierma comes back from the dead today, seeing this scene, I will die of anger!"
Artest twitched uncontrollably, blood oozed from his neck continuously, his eyes were full of fear, An Lushan just waved his hand, Artest was swept up by the devilish energy, hit the corner hard, and trembled again , let go of your hand.
In his hand, the old dark gold wrench rolled along the ground and rolled to the foot of Anlu Mountain.
The magic energy rolled up the finger and landed in An Lushan's hand. At this moment, his left hand had grown a thumb again, but this time, he put the finger on the thumb of his right hand.
"How about smelting your two souls together?" An Lushan raised his hand, and was about to shoot out the black air. When he attacked the two of them, a white light suddenly appeared on the finger of his right hand, which was so dazzling that An Lushan couldn't open his eyes.
An Lushan: "This... this is... no, no!"
An Lushan let out a terrified howl, grabbed the upper finger of his right hand, and wanted to take it off. When the finger touched it slightly, the finger immediately became extremely hot, and white flames burst out from the finger, surrounding An Lushan's body, spinning trapped him.
"You...you..." An Lushan suddenly realized that he had been tricked, and gasped, "Who else?! Who else is here!"
Artest took off the throwing knife with a blood bag pinned to his neck, his face was bloodstained, he stroked his curly hair casually, got up, shook off the hurricane fan, took out four large elemental rings and put them on one by one.
"Sorry." Artest said, "Who is Dierma? I have never heard of it. I am the Sasanian Emperor Tigra."
An Lushan turned around and stared at Artest in shock.
"Prince of Shiwei, Mo Zhigen Akhun." Mo Zhigen's voice sounded, and a hunter in black robes walked in from outside the hall with a quiver on his back.
"You...you..." An Lushan pointed at Mo Zhigen and roared, "How did you get out!"
"Because of me." Lu Xu's voice sounded, and he walked in from the southwest corner of the atrium. At this moment, his appearance had a strange illusion. A short two-inch new horn grew on the top of his head, and his black robe fluttered all over his body. She was dressed in a snow-white unlined garment, with gleams of light shining from the corners.
"I sealed a memory of a dream in his heart." Lu Xu said, "and then sent him to you, I got a glimpse of his dream, and thus took the opportunity to know your every move."
An Lushan's eyes were full of shock.
"How do you feel that the situation has completely changed today?" Qiu Yongsi said with a smile, holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it lightly, entering the atrium from the northwest corner, and said, "Shouldn't it be the opponent explaining the arrangement to us? ?”
An Lushan turned his head to look at Qiu Yongsi, Qiu Yongsi put away the folding fan, and said seriously: "Qiu Yongsi, the seventeenth descendant of the Dragon Immortal, please advise."
"That's because Chang Shi and Brother Gen arranged it so well." Hong Jun said in his voice.
Hong Jun walked into the atrium along the northeast corner, facing Anlu Mountain.
"I recognize you..." An Lushan roared, "It's you! It's you!"
Hong Jun said: "It's me. Originally, I was the demon of this term."
"Speaking of which, we still have to thank you." Li Jinglong's voice finally sounded, he walked into the atrium, stood facing An Lushan, and explained, "But today's goal, I am a little ashamed to say, is not you. In short, Exorcism Director Shi, Yadan Hou Li Jinglong, this is the first time we have met, please advise."
"Li Jinglong!" An Lushan sneered, "Beware of being clever and being misled by cleverness!"
An Lushan had heard of Li Jinglong's name long before he arrived in Chang'an. At that time, he simply sneered at the skills of this young man in his twenties and a group of exorcists under his command. His enemy is only Yang Guozhong, and in his eyes, the only threat comes from Yang Guozhong.
It was this carelessness of underestimating the enemy that caused him to capsize in the gutter, all four of his subordinates were lost, and even himself fell into the trap!
"Wait!" An Lushan roared, "I'll make a deal with you!"
Li Jinglong said in a deep voice: "I have already arranged it, Mr. An Lushan."
An Lushan opened his eyes suddenly, and Li Jinglong said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, our time is limited, and I don't have the habit of explaining too much to the enemy. After all, most opponents eventually die from..."
An Lushan: "Wait a minute! Wait!"
Li Jinglong held the sword in his right hand, and stretched out his left hand. An Lushan's finger was a magic weapon specially tailored by Qiu Yongsi before, and Li Jinglong injected a lot of power into it. Live in Anlu Mountain!
An Lushan wailed in pain and resentment, and was strangled until his whole body exploded with black energy. He roared angrily, "Li Jinglong! Let me go! You won't regret it!"
Everyone looked at An Lushan nervously, and Li Jinglong was even more engrossed. Hong Jun, Artai, Qiu Yongsi and others each held their magic weapons, knowing that this was just a way to force the devilish energy out of An Lushan's body, the real decisive battle. The hit hasn't come yet.
Hong Jun still has a strong sense of unreality until now, is this over? Can my fate be completely freed today? !
The five-color divine light was rippling in his hands, and as Li Jinglong went all out, the fire of the heart lamp continued to burn An Lushan's whole body. An Lushan roared suddenly, released the magic weapon, the collar around his neck turned into a metal dragon, and started to attack Li Jinglong with lightning!
Hong Jun had been prepared for a long time, and immediately shot, blocked the blow for Li Jinglong, and then An Lushan's rings and accessories on his body turned into fierce beasts, rushing out of his body, biting everywhere. Qiu Yongsi and Mo Rigen rushed forward in turn, and nail-headed arrows flew around to protect Li Jinglong.
"You can't...it's possible!" An Lushan's voice had become deep, hoarse, and terrifying. He looked at Li Jinglong with both eyes, and Li Jinglong was almost out of control. An Lushan's power was more difficult to suppress than he imagined, and he roared: " Give me mana!"
At that time, the atrium had turned into a battlefield of countless dark monsters, and turned into a bloody hell. Li Jinglong's body was covered with thorns, and the entire mountain where the Daming Palace was located was full of gloomy winds, like a purgatory on earth!