I Just Became An Immortal, My Descendants Beg Me To Come Out of the Mountain

The battlefield is dim, whether it is the army of the Nine Dynasties or the army of the Jing Dynasty, the visibility is extremely low, but they are still fighting hard, forgetting the fear of life and death.

The spirit soldiers appeared and disappeared on the battlefield, turning into a nightmare for the soldiers of the Nine Dynasties. They were shocked to find that these spirit soldiers could not kill them all.

That demon way is still throwing beans into soldiers!

call--

The strong wind picked up again, blowing away the dust on the battlefield, and everyone could see the battlefield clearly. The soldiers of the nine dynasties at the front continued to fight bloody battles, while the soldiers in the rear were frightened.

The army of the Nine Dynasties was directly torn out of a large area of ​​blood, which was shocking, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles, extremely horrifying, full of blood, blood flowed into rivers, and countless corpses lay there.

The earth is devastated, like traces of the end of the world.

how is this possible……

He's not human...he's not human...

I'm not dreaming...how can I fight...

Why is this...

Impossible, impossible, it must be black magic, black magic!

How many soldiers were frightened and collapsed to the ground.

Meng Xuan looked up, his expression was anxious, and his eyes frantically searched for Senior Dongfang.

As long as Senior Dongfang survives, they still have hope!

Sudden!

He saw a dead body!

The corpse shone with a faint golden light, and Meng Xuan looked desperate as if struck by lightning.

I saw Senior Dongfang lying in the sea of ​​blood, with only his upper body left, maintaining a posture of punching his fists. His body surface was still golden and red, but there were cracks all over his body. His eyes were wide open, and he was dying.

That slap just now killed millions of soldiers, and also killed this strong man in the golden body.

Meng Xuan looked up, his body froze as soon as he raised his head, not only him, but more and more soldiers raised their heads, with despair spreading on their faces.

I saw countless knives, swords, halberds, spears, hooks, axes and other weapons hanging upside down in the sky, densely packed, it is impossible to count the exact number.

Even the soldiers of the two sides who were fighting began to notice the spectacular scene in the sky one after another, and all of them stared wide-eyed.

The gods raging on the battlefield distanced themselves and looked up at the sky.

One of them turned pale and said with a sad smile, What are we facing...

No one answered him, and he didn't need to answer, because he was asking himself.

Millions of weapons hang upside down above the sky, and only those who face it can feel the sense of oppression. At this moment, any hope and fighting spirit will disappear.

The war stopped again.

None of the soldiers on Dajing's side cheered, they were all so shocked that their brains went blank.

Can martial arts really be so powerful?

Run away!

Unknown who yelled, countless soldiers of the Nine Dynasties woke up suddenly, turned around and fled, and the ground trembled again.

In the camp of the Nine Dynasties in the distance, everyone was also looking up at the sky full of weapons, and the elderly even knelt down and kowtowed, begging God for forgiveness.

They thought they had offended God, and God wanted to punish them, but otherwise they couldn't explain what they saw.

On top of Haohao's weapon, Jiang Changsheng looked down on all this, and finally waved his hand slowly.

If this battle is not brutal, it will be difficult to achieve a deterrent effect.

This is also the reason why he has been entangled with that Eastern senior for a while, killing him instantly is not enough for despair.

Of course, he didn't want to slaughter the Nine Dynasties army, just leave half of them alive. After decades, the land of Nine Dynasties will become a great country, and they will all be his own family in the future.

The sky filled with weapons swooped down, like a torrential rain pouring down, bringing the sky to collapse.

At this moment, the army of the Nine Dynasties was in despair, while the army of the Jing Dynasty was not surprised, but just stared blankly at the coming massacre.

...

Sizhou, the capital city.

In the Imperial Palace, in the Royal Study Room.

Jiang Ziyu put down the memorial, stood up, and wandered around the house.

Jiang Xiu couldn't help asking: Father, are you worried about Master?

He is also very worried, the Nine Dynasties Allied Forces, Chao Zong join forces, can it really be done by the ancestor alone?

Jiang Ziyu recalled the scene of Jiang Changsheng fighting the Mahayana Dragon Tower alone, and gave himself confidence, but when he thought of the enemy's strength, he still couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Thousands of troops, he, the emperor who fought for half his life, had never seen it before, and he couldn't imagine the vastness of the tens of thousands of troops.

Even if tens of thousands of pigs and dogs charge together, it is unimaginable, how to resist?

A white-clothed guard ran in and presented a secret report.

Jiang Ziyu quickly opened it to look at it, his face was still gloomy, and said: I don't need information on the enemy's strength, I only want battle reports!

yes!

Bai Yiwei hurriedly left.

Jiang Ziyu walked out of the room, looked up at the direction of the northern battlefield, and sighed.

Father, the child depends on you.

Jiang Ziyu thought silently, his eyes began to wander.

Jiang Xiu came out and stood beside the father, silent.

According to the time, the war should have started by now.

Whether the great scene will subjugate the country or conquer the world depends on this battle!

Although he knew that Jiang Changsheng was very strong, but considering Jiang Changsheng's kind and kind attitude towards him, it was hard for him to imagine how Jiang Changsheng could turn the tide.

The more critical the moment, the more disturbed the father and son became.

Don't look at it, even if the demon way can contain the battlefield, Dajing will die.

A cold voice came, and the father and son turned their heads in shock, only to see a figure appearing on the eaves next to them at some time.

It was the scholar from Juxing Building.

The scholar held a folding fan in his hand and looked down at them with a half-smile.

Jiang Xiu's complexion changed drastically, and he was panicked.

Jiang Ziyu said with a cold face, I thought Chaozong was really upright, so he would use such methods.

The scholar shook his head and laughed, and said, I can't help it, your backing is too difficult, and there are no gods in the capital now, Emperor Dajing, what is your last word?

Jiang Ziyu snorted: The two imperial courts join forces, will the thirteen prefectures be enough for us?

Switching to other dynasties is indeed not enough, but the Dajing Thirteen Prefectures have hidden dragon veins, and we must win. In order to annex you, we have prepared for hundreds of years. It is a pity that the opponent has changed from the Mahayana Dragon Tower to the Demon Dao, but this is also good. There is no Dragon Tower, and there is no need to deal with other courts who have good relations with it. The scholar shook his head and said in a sigh.

dragon vein...

I see.

Jiang Ziyu was relieved, he pulled Jiang Xiu behind him, and asked, It's okay to kill me, but can you spare the others?

The scholar mocked: Emperor, do you think it's possible? In order to win over the Nine Dynasties, we changed batch after batch of royal families. How could your Jiang family survive?

Today you must die, your son must die, and everyone in the entire palace must die!

The scholar jumped up, the folding fan in his hand turned into a sharp blade, and he swung the fan to kill Jiang Ziyu.

Jiang Ziyu was about to wave his palms to deal with it. At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Jiang Ziyu, pointed towards the sky, and the vigor visible to the naked eye shot out at a super speed, piercing the scholar's forehead.

The scholar's eyes widened, and he cried out in horror, How could it be him...

Plop!

The scholar fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and blood gushed from his forehead, staining one of his eyeballs red.

Jiang Ziyu and Jiang Xiu were stunned, looking at the figure in front of them in disbelief.

Jiang Changsheng!

Father...Master...why are you here?

Jiang Ziyu was not surprised, but panicked. Jiang Changsheng is here, so what should he do on the battlefield?

All of Dajing's troops are on the battlefield. If they are slaughtered, Dajing will die.

Jiang Ziyu was in despair, but he couldn't blame Jiang Changsheng. His body softened, and he lowered his head and smiled bitterly, Forget it, master, can you take my children away from Jing Chao, and at least let the Jiang family leave blood.

Jiang Xiu stared blankly at Jiang Changsheng's back, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

The master chose them between Jiangshan and them.

Jiang Changsheng turned around, looked at Jiang Ziyu, and said with a smile: Silly boy, what are you thinking, get ready for the victory.

Jiang Changsheng disappeared in place, as if he had never appeared before.

Jiang Ziyu looked confused, not understanding Jiang Changsheng's words.

Jiang Changsheng is here, how can he win the battlefield?

Could it be that Jiang Changsheng is rushing to the battlefield now?

...

In the courtyard.

Jiang Changsheng went to the ground spirit tree and continued to practice.

Bai Qi couldn't help but asked: Master Daoist, you are going to the battlefield with only one avatar, isn't it too much?

Jiang Changsheng's avatar technique is to divide the spiritual power, and the number can be divided into a maximum of one hundred avatars. In that case, only one percent of his own spiritual power will be left.

Now Jiang Changsheng has created a clone, both the real body and the clone have only half the spiritual power.

But enough.

Jiang Changsheng didn't want to rely on the technique of avatar, but the current situation was special, he felt that the enemy could not abide by martial ethics so much, and as expected, someone came to attack and kill Jiang Ziyu.

Now active on the battlefield is his avatar, the avatar is enough to fight in the golden body state, even if it appears in the universe state, he can still fight!

Jiang Changsheng pretended to be helpless and said: It's true, but there is no way, isn't it?

He was full of anticipation, how much survival reward could this battle bring him?

Bai Qi was silent.

There was no one else in the courtyard, so Jiang Changsheng deliberately pushed them away so as not to expose his spells, and it was enough for Bai Qiyilang to pretend to be aggressive.

New buds began to grow on the branches of the Earth Spirit Tree. The breeze blew and the spiritual energy surged, making it cool under the tree and not feeling the scorching sun.

...

On the battlefield of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the Baili Wasteland was reduced to a purgatory on earth.

The ground was full of weapons, each of which pierced a corpse, some were nailed to the ground, some were hung on spears and halberds, so densely packed that it was impossible to count them.

Jiang Yu directed the soldiers to clean up the battlefield. Looking at the corpses in all directions, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

The army of the Jing Dynasty was chasing and killing the army of the Nine Dynasties, leaving tens of thousands of troops to inspect the battlefield.

thump!

A corpse landed next to Jiang Yu, it was the commander of the Nine Armies of Tongwu Valley, Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan also did not die in peace, his face was covered with blood.

Jiang Yu didn't know that the other party was a god-man, and thought he was just an ordinary person. He turned his head and saw Jiang Changsheng descending from the sky, with a white cloud under his feet.

Zongyun...

Jiang Yu's eyelids twitched, and he didn't care about the shock anymore. He looked at Jiang Changsheng and said with emotion: Brother Changsheng, Dajing once again relies on you to turn the tide.

He knew very well that without Jiang Changsheng, the great scene would have been restored to Chu long ago, and the Jiang family would have become a joke in history.

Jiang Changsheng looked down at him and said with a smile: I should go back too. The gods and men on the opposite side are all dead, and the rest are poor people. Don't chase too closely. Although you have won a big victory, the big scene also needs to be defeated. Time to digest.

Jiang Yu nodded and urged: Okay, you can go back quickly, I am worried that someone will murder His Majesty.

Jiang Changsheng turned around, Zongyun left, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

So fast!

Ren Xiaoyao in the world is really a fairy.

Jiang Yu sighed in his heart, he couldn't understand Jiang Changsheng's strength, but he only needed to know that Jiang Changsheng was from his own family.

His mood followed.

After this battle, how strong is Dajing?