"Junior brother!!!"
Song Jixin cried out in grief.
boom!!!
A generation of literary saints fell like this.
Flesh turns into the final counterattack.
Blast into the monster gate.
this moment.
Many strange demons crowded in the demon gate were killed instantly.
Even the ferocious giant hand was knocked back at once.
But the cost is also quite severe.
The literary saint of the Tang Dynasty fell.
In Wenquxing Temple, all the tablets of sages from past dynasties have fallen down.
It seems that he is also mourning for Wu Chengde.
This battle, at this point, has already been too brutal.
But even if Wu Chengde sacrificed himself, it seemed that it only made despair come a little later.
The magic door is still there.
Never closed.
After a moment of silence.
The desperate monster appears again.
The number is still huge.
An endless stream.
Even that ferocious giant hand has stretched out from the Demon Gate.
It seems that it is about to come to this world.
despair!
It completely permeated everyone's heart.
Although they regained their strength with the help of Wu Chengde.
But in the face of such a situation, what can they do even if they regain their strength?
Still nothing can be changed.
Doomed to just wait for death.
Strange demons cover the sky and the sun.
Sweeping the entire Chang'an.
There are too many.
The Seven Holy Capitals were almost overwhelmed by strange demons.
The huge monster body of Canglu Demon Lord was also injured one after another and was difficult to support.
In the palace, Pei Yuanzhong and the old eunuch both fell in a pool of blood, their breaths weak.
A large number of strange demons rushed up directly and tried to eat the bodies of Pei Yuanzhong and the old eunuch.
Li Yuanxiu looked at this scene and felt
My head is extremely cold.
Trembling all over.
"master!!!"
He suddenly yelled.
The sound seemed to spread throughout Chang'an in an instant.
Inside the cellar.
Ye Qingyun was sitting there helplessly and worried.
He can't get out.
It’s not that I don’t want to go out, it’s that I really have no choice.
at this time.
Ye Qingyun's ears buzzed.
He seemed to hear someone shouting to him at the top of his lungs.
Ye Qingyun was startled, and then his nose felt a little itchy.
Archer!!!
He suddenly sneezed loudly.
boom!!!
When the sneeze sounded, the whole cellar was shaken.
Everyone was stunned.
Even Da Mao and the other monsters are the same.
They all fainted and fell to the ground.
Ye Qingyun himself fainted.
With a bang, he fell down on his back.
And in the center of his eyebrows.
A pure white light roared out and flew out of the cellar instantly.
at the same time.
In the study room, the writing brush that had been shining with fairy charm suddenly flew out of the air.
this moment.
Some mysterious and unspeakable changes have taken place between heaven and earth.
Whether it's far away overseas.
Or deep mountains and rivers.
Or a barren desert.
It seems that there have been some unprecedented subtle changes.
Over Chang'an.
A pure white figure roared over.
He raised his palm lightly, and the fairy light writing brush flew into his hand.
Everyone saw this figure.
They all showed expressions of astonishment.
The strange demons also saw this figure, and they were all surprised and suspicious.
That pure white figure is under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.
Gently wave the fairy pen.
Buzz!!!
A majestic and sacred gate emerged.
There is a jade plaque hanging on it.
To be continued...