Chapter 717: Gods and Buddhas descended to the world and a war broke out!
Li Longji stood on the top of the city wall. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but among the myriad monsters, he seemed to see a somewhat fat figure looking at him with a cold look, holding a large banner shrouded in black mist.
The two men stared at each other from a distance, and the dragon energy above Chang'an was suddenly alarmed, as if facing a powerful enemy.
Boom!
When the demon soldiers stepped three hundred feet outside the city of Chang'an, lightning and flames suddenly lit up from the ground. In an instant, the sky was filled with thunder and fire, turning countless demon soldiers into ashes.
It turned out that a large number of thunder and fire talismans had already been buried under the ground.
Many soldiers showed excitement in their eyes, and their fear was slightly gone. It seemed that these monsters were not so scary after all.
But Li Longji's gaze remained solemn, because he knew that the buried talismans were limited and could not stop these tidal waves of demon soldiers.
He stretched out his hand and said loudly: "Get ready!"
Buzz!
The sound of the bowstring being tightened was heard, and the arrow was engraved with the demon-subduing talisman of the Imperial Observatory. It contained dragon energy and the power of the sun, and was extremely lethal to demons.
The flames and lightning gradually died down, and countless demons continued to charge forward, stepping on the corpses of their own kind. From a distance, it seemed that their numbers had not decreased at all.
"put!"
Following Li Longji's order, countless demon-subduing arrows were shot densely at the demon soldiers, like a violent storm with dark clouds filling the sky.
Countless demon corpses fell again.
The Tang army cooperated very well. Archers took turns shooting to ensure that the rain of arrows continued without interruption, like the raging tide of Qiantang River.
The Kaiyuan Period had accumulated a strong national strength. Not only was there an abundance of food, but all kinds of weapons were also fully prepared. Li Longji had long made up his mind to defend Chang'an to the death. A few days ago, he had the craftsmen working day and night to produce a large number of demon-subduing arrows.
Now it seems that this decision was a very wise one.
The corpses of the demons covered the ground outside the city like carpets, and the terrible offensive was suppressed. If it were not for the control of the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, these demons would definitely be terrified and retreat.
But unfortunately, now they have completely lost their minds and only know how to charge forward, charging fearlessly and desperately to destroy this mighty city.
After an unknown amount of time, the endless rain of arrows suddenly stopped.
It wasn't that the arrows ran out, but that the soldiers began to run out of strength.
The demon soldiers rushed to the foot of the city wall under a hail of arrows and were about to climb up. The bad guys who had been waiting for a long time drew their swords and jumped down, with determined eyes and a white tiger waist knife in each hand. The blade was like frost and snow, and filled with murderous aura. They easily cut off the hard shell of the demon beast.
Never let the demons climb onto the city walls!
"Defend the Tang Dynasty to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
"kill!!!"
The bad people stepped forward and used their flesh and blood to build an iron defense line to block the charge of the monster army, but as time went on, their clothes and many of them fell at the hands of the monsters.
However, more bad guys jumped down from the city wall, like a continuous tide. They immediately filled the gaps and replaced their comrades who died in battle.
There were even some women among these people. They followed Suzaku Captain Su Huiyu and wielded the White Tiger Sword. Their fighting spirit and spirit were no less than that of men.
These bad guys, whom the Tang Dynasty had spent a lot of time and resources to train, died one by one on the battlefield defending Chang'an.
It is worth mentioning that in order not to disturb the people and cause unrest in the city, Li Longji specially ordered people to set up a soundproof formation.
Those sleeping people would never have thought that at this moment outside the city of Chang'an, countless people were dying to protect their homes.
After this battle, the Bad Guys, who are once feared by the world, may no longer exist.
Li Longji's eyes gradually became moist. He clenched the Qingming Sword in his hand, knowing that these people were willing to risk their lives just to force those Yangshen cultivators to act later and save a little more magic power.
Seeing the defense line built of flesh and blood by the Bad People gradually broken, he knew that he could not wait any longer.
He raised the Qingming Sword high and let out a long roar towards the sky.
"I use the blood of the Li Tang emperor to command the ghosts and gods. Please obey the agreement between Taizong and the Mother of Heaven and help our Tang Dynasty to destroy the evil soldiers!"
After he finished speaking, he slashed the Qingming Sword across his hand, and blood immediately oozes out, letting the blood of Emperor Li Tang water the sword.
In an instant, the wind was blowing and the shouts of killing were shaking the sky and the earth.
Countless ghost war horses galloped and rushed out from the void, led by two generals, one was Xue Rengui, holding the Zhentian Bow and Fang Tian Huaji, and the other was Guan Yu, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and riding the Red Hare, looking majestic and murderous.
"Follow the Emperor's order, help the Tang Dynasty!"
"Don't panic, Your Majesty, Xue Li is here!"
One hundred thousand Yin soldiers went into battle with an overwhelming force, which abruptly thwarted the offensive of the army of monsters.
The sound of killing was deafening, and for a moment, the Tang Dynasty seemed to be on the verge of a counterattack.
But at this moment, An Lushan waved the Banner of Ten Thousand Demons, and the army of the Feathered Clan swept in from the nine heavens, all of them were flying monsters.
They also have various magic spells, some can breathe fire, some can shoot feathers like sharp arrows, and some can spit out ice. With their participation, the situation of the battle was reversed once again, and even the ghost soldiers suffered heavy losses.
But just as they were rampant, countless flying swords attacked, as fast as thunder, and in an instant the Feather Clan's army fell like dumplings.
It turned out that the Taoist disciples also joined the battle, Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Mountain, Laoshan Mountain, Longmen...
Disciples from all the major Taoist sects, as long as they have cultivated to the Qigong realm or above and have a certain level of combat prowess, all came forward and formed either sword formations or magic formations.
Even Zhang Qianyang, who was already 152 years old, went to the battlefield in person. He was still strong and his Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation was still sharp, reducing countless demons to ashes.
He was the first Yang Shen realm cultivator to join the battle, and for a moment, it seemed as if a chain reaction had occurred.
"Amitabha, Buddhist disciples should also protect the country."
As the Buddhist chanting sounded, the holy monk Xuanzang and the Arhat Lu Biansheng also appeared on the battlefield with many Buddhist disciples, holding sticks and magical instruments, with angry eyes.
People from the Hibernating Dragon class also rushed onto the battlefield. The most amazing one among them was Wang Bo, who controlled the Great Sage, a giant ape under the moon. He used ten thousand kilograms of copper as his weapon. Every blow he struck turned the world upside down and shook the entire universe.
Dianmu and Zhurong are both old. The brother and sister are already in their seventies, but they are still ferocious. One uses thunder as a gun and the other uses fire as a whip, and they are invincible.
The two most prominent ones among them are the leader of the Dormant Dragons, Princess Changle of the Tang Dynasty.
In the human fairyland, she not only has sharp weapons such as the Divine Whip, but also possesses magical powers such as the Five Elements Escape. No matter what kind of monsters there are, they are no match for her.
The other person was Tai Wei. She had returned from overseas and had become a bona fide swordsman. She hadn't even drawn her sword, but simply flew towards the army of monsters. The sword energy running through her body chopped them into pieces like mowing grass.
With the participation of many powerful human warriors, the situation suddenly changed drastically, and the army of monsters showed signs of defeat.
Victory is about to come.
However, An Lushan's eyes were as deep as the ocean, and he was not at all panicked. Surrounded by so many powerful warriors, he actually took the initiative to throw away the Ten Thousand Demons Banner.
In an instant, the monsters that lost control were frightened and turned around to flee.
It seems the battle is over.
However, An Lushan sneered, his voice was low but resounding in everyone's ears, carrying an inexplicable chill.
"The war has just begun."
Boom!
A bolt of lightning descended from the sky and transformed into a long-haired Taoist priest. He had a glare between his brows, lightning wrapped around his body, and his temperament was majestic and domineering.
The moment he appeared, Dianmu was shocked to find that her thunder magic seemed to be ineffective, and the thunder between heaven and earth no longer obeyed her commands.
boom!
With a flash of lightning, Dianmu's head flew up, the mask shattered, revealing her astonished face.
"younger sister!"
Zhu Rong let out a mournful roar and transformed into a huge sun before crashing towards the long-haired Taoist priest.
Boom!
A huge explosion sounded, and Zhu Rong, knowing that he was no match for his opponent, resolutely chose to self-destruct. As a powerful Yang God who practiced the power of fire, the power of his self-destruction can be imagined, and even an immortal would have to retreat.
However, after the flames went out, the figure of the long-haired Taoist was still standing quietly in the air, with the electric light still around him, and not even a trace of burnt black on his robes.
"This face... is the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God!"
A Taoist disciple recognized the identity of the long-haired three-eyed Taoist and was horrified.
Jiu Tian Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun, the highest god of thunder!
In the blink of an eye, he killed two powerful Yang Shen masters among the hibernating dragons.
Zhang Qianyang's eyes narrowed, and he was about to draw his sword to help. Although he was a Taoist disciple, under such circumstances, he would take the initiative to draw his sword to the righteous god worshipped by Taoism, with the heart of a righteous disciple!
However, a figure blocked his way, causing Zhang Qianyang's pupils to tremble violently. His Dao heart was almost lost, and even the Sanwu Zhanxie Male and Female Swords in his hand were shaking.
He was also a Taoist priest, tall and sturdy, nine feet two inches tall, with a huge head and a broad forehead, red hair and green eyes, a high nose and a square face, and he looked very heroic.
The founder of Longhu Mountain - Zhang Daoling!
Taiwei stopped flying, sword energy surged around her, and her sword heart gave a frantic warning. For the first time, she placed her hand on the hilt of the Lilong sword.
A figure appeared in front of him, carrying a long sword on his back, with a Taoist look, long eyebrows, and a Huayang scarf on his head.
The Pure Yang Sword Master - Lü Dongbin.
When Xuanzang met Guanyin Bodhisattva, Lu Biansheng was struck by lightning and could not speak for a long time. Standing opposite him were his former brothers in life and death, the other seventeen Arhats.
Changle faced the three-eyed Wang Lingguan, and both of them used whips and fought each other.
Yang Yuhuan met the God of the Moon.
In short, all cultivators of the human race who are at the Yangshen realm and above have encountered one or several former immortals and Buddhas. No one knows where they came from, their eyes are empty, and they seem to have lost their original consciousness and only know how to kill.
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The underworld, Mount Yamafu.
Chen Ziyu sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, warming her body and regulating her breathing.
It's not that she doesn't want to join the battle, but she has been pregnant for ten years and the lotus seeds are about to mature. This period of time is when she is weakest. If she gets injured, there is a high possibility that all efforts will fail.
She didn't want to not be able to leave even a bloodline for her husband after he came back.
Even if the world is about to face a catastrophe, she will find ways to continue her husband's bloodline.
Slight pain in the abdomen, as if delivery is imminent.
But at this moment, a sharp voice rang out, revealing panic and helplessness.
"Emperor, please leave——"
The little bird's voice suddenly stopped, and its body fell in front of Chen Ziyu, its eyes wide open, its soul already scattered.
Gurgle...
A head was thrown in front of Chen Ziyu, with a kind face and frosty white hair.
It was Meng Po, the old lady who had accompanied the Green Lady for thousands of years.
A figure walked into the hall. He wore a golden crown and a green robe embroidered with cloud patterns. As he appeared, the entire underworld trembled slightly.
It is the former Lord of the Underworld, Lord of Mount Tai!
