In the clouds tens of thousands of miles above the Great Wall of China, an old man with white hair and childish face stood proudly holding a blue iron coupon.
The old man is tall and burly, wearing Confucian robes and a court crown, with sandals on his feet, and a jade pendant on his waistband. His appearance and demeanor are exactly the same as those of the saints standing in major colleges in the East.
If students from Dongzhou saw this, they would probably immediately kneel on the ground and shout, "Students meet the saint."
And the old man's true identity was naturally revealed.
The current land god of Bailu Taoist Temple is Meng Wendao!
Half a step behind the old man, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a snow-white trousers.
The middle-aged man has a long beard, his hair is tied up in a bun, and a wooden ruler is inserted diagonally around his waist. If he puts it on the street on weekdays, he will probably only be regarded as a famous teacher. Who would have thought that his true identity would be today's five-year-old man?
Zhang Shendu, the dean of Bailu Taoist Academy, one of the four sects of the academy.
"Teacher, today is just for the juniors to enter the wilderness for a trial. How can I bother you to come here in person? Zhang Shendu said in confusion.
Meng Wendao, who was in the realm of terrestrial immortals, had intense eyes and said solemnly: "Yesterday, the blood master's Dharma suddenly appeared in Dingjun Mountain, and then disappeared without a trace. I am worried that something will happen today, so I brought you here to have a look.
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Originally, the two masters and apprentices were playing chess next to a mountain stream in Bailu Mountain. But halfway through the game, the old god didn't even ask Zhang Shen if he wanted to play chess alone. As soon as Daxiu came back to change the world, he took him directly.
Desolate fortress.
Regarding this, Zhang Shendu could only admire in his heart that he is still strong.
Meng Wendao, who was listening to the news that the Blood Lord Dharma Appearance had arrived, realized the seriousness of the situation.
"Blood Lord, why did he come to Dongzhou, and he also appeared in Dingjun Mountain..." Zhang Shendu looked serious and said: "Teacher, do you want me to inform several Huang Lords to come here now?"
Unless something serious happened, the giants from the five courtyards and four sects would not easily gather together. After all, everyone is very busy.
Among the seven desolate kings, only Wen Fengming, the killing desolate king, is one of the five deans, and the rest are not.
Zhang Shendu's approach is very correct.
It's a pity that his teacher, Bailu Immortal Meng Wendao, didn't buy it.
"Tell them what to do. If I can still cause trouble while I'm here, don't you really think that I'm about to die!" Meng Wendao's eyes widened, and Zhang Shen looked at him with an unconvinced look and covered his face.
My teacher is good at everything, but he is too stubborn and very pushy.
"I don't dare. Teacher, one man is in charge of everything, and no one can escape. Who dares to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, right?" Zhang Shen said flatteringly, but his hands were not idle, secretly sending messages to the two titled Huangjuns.
Got a secret message.
It is no small matter for two major creatures to join forces in the restricted area.
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Under the Great Wall of Zhenshi, as one of the Yang Shen realm powerful men spoke, the 10,000-ton iron gate was opened by the combined efforts of hundreds of body-tempering warriors.
"Today the city gate is wide open, and time is only a stick of incense. Please hurry up and don't linger. At the same time, I remind you again that after entering the wilderness, you can only wait for the next seven-day period before the city gate will be reopened.
During this period, you are responsible for your own life and death."
"Anyone who is still hesitant or not prepared enough should proceed with caution!"
There was no objection in the audience.
"In that case, I wish you all good luck!" On the Great Wall, seven or eight Yang God Powers bowed to the crowd of people below.
Thousands of people returned the gift at the same time, and Jiang Ning and others were no exception.
"These Yang Shen realm powerful men are quite particular, and they are very polite when asking people to die." He thought to himself.
As the two parties finished their greetings, the city gate also opened with a creaking sound.
At this moment, Jiang Ning heard a muffled sound coming from the city wall, like an animal horn.
Just when he was thinking that the ceremony was quite grand, he saw the expressions of Qian Wanguan and others next to him changed drastically. At the same time, many people took out their magic weapons and looked like they were ready to fight at any time.
"What happened?" Ruan Lang screamed first.
Before the people next to him could answer their questions, the Yang Shen realm master on the Great Wall had already spoken.
"The beast tide is coming, prepare for war, prepare for war!"
"Disciples of the Ghost Ax Sect prepare their slings and giant crossbows for battle!"
"Disciples from all the sects inside and outside the city obey the order, leave the city quickly, and turn around to resist the beast tide!"
As the powerful voice of the Yang God Realm resounded throughout the world, the scene suddenly became extremely noisy and chaotic. Some people rushed towards the outside of the Great Wall, some froze in place, and some retreated instinctively.
Jiang Ning was dispersed by the crowd and squeezed to the front. Through the crowd of heads, he saw the tide of beasts that the Yangshen Realm powerhouse had just spoken about.
At the end of the vision, there is yellow sand all over the sky, in which tens of thousands of black shadows can be vaguely seen rushing towards the Great Wall. Some of them are about two hundred feet in size. Every step they take makes the mountains shake. Some are extremely fast.
It can jump dozens of miles in the air.
On the black shadow, there were overwhelming birds galloping, including ravens, corpse eagles, red-eyed vultures, and more that Jiang Ning had never seen before, which made people feel numb.
"Chief, chief, save me!"
It's Ruan Lang's voice.
He was so frightened that he didn't know whether to run away or not...
"Master Ye." Jiang Ning reacted and spoke hurriedly.
Chen Yi, who followed closely behind, immediately released the gold chain on his right wrist and ran towards Ruan Lang.
The golden chain was like a living creature. It wandered through the crowd and wrapped around Ruan Lang's waist accurately. Then Chen Yue flicked his wrist and immediately lifted Ruan Lang up from the crowd and dragged him to Jiang Ning's side.
After landing, Ruan Lang's face was pale, his mouth was open but he couldn't make any sound.
He hasn't recovered yet.
Jiang Ning shook his head helplessly and said, "Follow me!"
"Where to go?" Ruan Lang asked subconsciously, and saw Jiang Ning rushing towards the outside of the city gate, aiming directly at the dense herd of beasts in the distance.
"Can I... Master Jie..." Before he could finish his words, Chen Jie lifted him up with one hand and followed him.
There was already heavy artillery fire outside the city gate.
Countless fireballs, boulders, and long crossbows flew over the Great Wall, heading straight for the wild beasts.
Every falling flint will cause countless cracks in the ground, igniting a wide range of flames.
It was a siege machine manufactured by the Ghost Ax Shen Sect, one of the four sects.
But even with such a large lethality, it could not stop the progress of the beasts, because the burning flames were quickly extinguished by a bird with a crystal blue body.
This kind of bird can stir up wind and frost by vibrating its wings, and spray out ice and snow by opening its sharp beak. It can be said that it is a natural enemy of fire and stone.
"Kill the Frosthawk first!" Someone in the crowd roared.
Immediately afterwards, a man flew out of the ground with a sword and headed straight for the Frost Eagle above.
Jiang Ning accidentally glanced at the token on the man's belt. The token was made of black gold and had a strange-shaped long sword engraved on the front, and four large engraved characters on the back.
Engraved above: Sword Sect of Ten Thousand Tribulations!
The cultivator who flew out to kill Frost Eagle was surprisingly a sword cultivator from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect, one of the four sects.
I saw the man walking with the sword in the air, holding the sword with both hands, condensing thousands of sword energy around his body, killing the frost eagles one after another, but soon more ferocious birds came forward to compete with him, only
Feathers can resist his sword energy.
One of the unknown raptors spun in the air, seized the opportunity, reached behind the sword cultivator, grabbed it with both claws, and pulled the sword cultivator's spine out of his body.
The blood-soaked spine was like a stiff centipede under the raptor's claws, hideous and ugly. The swordsman instantly lost all his strength and fell limply from the high school like a ball of flesh. His flesh and blood were blurred after the fall, and his face was beyond recognition.
But no one was angry, because the same scene was happening in every corner of the battlefield.
Everyone has too much time to look after themselves!