Tens of thousands of Zhou cavalry soldiers are still on their way to Beijing from various states and counties, and they are still far away from Tianshu Mausoleum, but Wu Wubi's expression has changed dramatically. As a powerhouse in the sacred domain, she ranks among the wind and rain in all directions. Her strength is extremely high. She can easily see the terrifying army in the distant field, and she can also see the red eagle and red geese flying like lightning in the rain clouds. .
"It turned out to be Tianhai's conspiracy, we have to leave." She turned to look at her husband with a pale face.
The whisk, which was wet by the rain, drooped weakly in her elbow, just like her spirit at this moment.
So far tonight, the two sides have not officially started a war, and the situation cannot be judged, but the calmness and confidence of the Tianhai Holy Queen have made her lose all confidence.
She couldn't forget that in the capital, Tianhai Shenghou gave her a long-range blow on Gantai Terrace. Deep in her heart, she didn't have the courage to face the enemy head-on.
Something like courage may take more than ten years or even longer of humiliation and sleepless nights to accumulate, but it is often only a moment to lose it.
Seeing the powerful figure on the top of Tianshuling Peak, the expressions of the princes from various states and counties also changed. Some of them, like Wu Qianbi, had the urge to retreat.
The situation is indeed not yet clear, but one thing is already very clear, that is, tonight's game that should have been planned by Taoist Ji has now become the game of Tianhai Shenghou.
Since the Holy Empress Tianhai already knew everything, who can defeat her
However, by this time, even if they wanted to leave, they couldn't.
Following the sound of an eagle's cry resounding through the night sky of Kyoto, there were sudden reactions from all over the capital.
Boom! In the autumn forest of the Jinghe Garden, the wet mud ground subsided as a whole, and a big hole appeared, sand and stones fell, and ground springs gushed out.
Along with the ground spring gushing out, there is also a statue of a sage of the previous generation carved from black stone.
The surface of the stone statue was full of mud, which was gradually washed away by the spring water, revealing its true face, and gradually began to exude a majestic power.
In the middle of Hongju South Street, there is a crack, about three feet wide, bottomless, extremely deep, but what emerges from the deep crack is not a cold breath, on the contrary, it is extremely hot, It seems that at the bottom of the ground crack, there is a copper stove that has not been extinguished for many years. The rainwater on the street flows into the ground crack, and is instantly evaporated and turned into mist.
In a few breaths, this famous street known for its tranquility has turned into a fairyland shrouded in clouds and mist. The beauty seems to be out of this world, but the fiery breath in the mist is declaring the danger within.
In the third house in Baizhifang Beili, with the sound of rattling, all the beams and wood of the building seemed to have been attacked by thousands of years, eroded by insects and wind, decayed and collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into dust. All that remained was the foundation, a very old shallow path made of bricks and stones.
The only well in the courtyard also collapsed. In the ruins of the broken well, the well water surged up and poured into the shallow channels in the foundation of the building, so the foundation became a canal.
An extremely clear and chilling breath dispersed from the ditch towards the night sky.
There is a hill-like mound in Jiangongbeili. Under the care of hundreds of years, pines, cypresses and grasses have grown on it. It looks very beautiful. Many people in Kyoto usually choose to play here. It has been forgotten that hundreds of years ago, there used to be a large tomb here.
With a click, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky and hit the hill.
The thickest emerald pine tree was struck by lightning, emitting green smoke, and then slowly collapsed.
The green pine fell on the hill, splashing the soil and smashing the autumn grass.
Immediately afterwards, the small hill gradually cracked open, revealing the real picture inside.
There were no coffins or funerary objects in there, only countless bones.
These bones are all court ladies who voluntarily buried with Emperor Taizong when he died.
However, feeling the poisonous and cold atmosphere in the tomb at this time, the so-called voluntary word may need to be discussed again.
Those venomous and cold breaths failed to have any impact on the people of Kyoto around Jiangong Beili.
Because of a powerful breath arose from the deepest underground river at the bottom of the hill, it washed away those grievances and purified those bones like a breeze.
That aura soared into the sky, straight into the night sky, exuding a faint golden luster, brilliant, extremely majestic and sacred!
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Everywhere in Kyoto, there are such visions happening everywhere, or stone carvings are used as the base, or the ground cracks to ignite fire, or the ground spring turns into soup, or the majestic majesty appears.
Countless powerful auras shot up into the sky, or broke through the layers of lead clouds and went straight to the night sky, or dazzled and dazzled and suppressed the brilliance of the stars, gradually forming a majestic and magnificent formation.
This formation cannot be seen, but the ascetics can clearly feel it, and suddenly feel a sense of insignificance like dust, as well as an endless sense of awe.
The springs poured into the foundation in the north of Baizhifang turned into the famous golden soup in the Seven Realms of the State Religion, but it was only a very small part of this large formation.
The imperial aura of Jiangong Beili, after breaking the tomb and clearing the bones, went up to the nine heavens, and suddenly fell into the palace.
For hundreds of years, the Lingyan Pavilion, which has been closed tightly like a night, overflows with milky white light.
At the same time, an extremely domineering, majestic, and upright aura appeared in everyone's perception.
That is the top of the list of hundred weapons that has not appeared in the world for many years - the Frost Remaining Magic Spear!
Sensing the breath of Shuangyu's sharp gun and the changes in Lingyan Pavilion, Biaohong's expression finally became serious, and the little red flower hanging on his little finger suddenly stopped swinging and hovered in the wind.
There was a river surrounding the Mausoleum of Books of Heaven. Suddenly, all the water in the river disappeared without a trace. It didn't dry up, but seemed to be absorbed by the earth.
More than seventy steles that should be like heavenly scriptures appeared at the bottom of the river, like a stone forest, and the steles exuded a solemn atmosphere.
The rain clouds that had already dispersed towards the heavens and the earth, were inspired by the large formation in the capital, and gradually flowed back. Although they did not completely cover the stars, they also dimmed the stars by a few points.
The extremely fierce formation, like countless sharp swords, seems to cut off the law between heaven and earth, and the power hidden in it is enough to kill the strong in the sacred field!
Infinite Bi's face has become very pale, and the hostility between his brows has long been replaced by fear.
The stargazer remained silent, the hat covered his ordinary face, and also covered his true mood at the moment.
"Is this the picture of the emperor's chariot?"
Zhu Luo's expression changed drastically, he looked at the top of the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, and asked in disbelief: "You are not a royal family, why?"
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