Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

Huang Rong pondered for a moment, then said emotionally: "Father, the so-called capturing the thief first captures the king. If the Mongol king appears later, you can capture him. At least in this way, innocent casualties can be avoided. This kind of war is a must. There are no winners."

"I know it for my father."

Huang Yaoshi nodded and said.

Oh oh oh!

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, waves of war drums resounded throughout the world.

I saw a huge castle-like mobile battle platform slowly moving towards the center of the battlefield.

This battle platform was forged from divine wood, and it was very heavy. There were countless iron wheels turning slowly, making harsh clicking sounds.

On the battle platform, the battle flag of the Mongolian army was planted.

There are many guards in uniform standing, at least hundreds of them densely packed.

One of them was sitting on top of the dragon, and it was the Mongolian king.

Beside the Mongol king, there was a wooden pillar on which a young girl was tied.

The young girl has a beautiful face, a cool temperament, and a faint breath of dust.

"The Mongol king is here? Why does the bound woman look so familiar to me? Is she a dragon girl?"

Standing on the city wall, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi and others had their pupils constricted.

At the same time, the Mongolian army under the city gate also stopped attacking and retreated hundreds of feet away.

"Guo Jing, Huang Rong...Listen, open the city gate immediately and surrender your weapons, otherwise don't blame me for burning this little dragon girl to death."

The Mongol King glanced coldly at the little dragon girl who was trapped on the wooden pillar, and said jokingly.

"Hmph... That little dragon girl is not related to us, so you can kill him if you want. It's wishful thinking for us to open the gate of the city."

Guo Fu said with a sneer.

"Fu'er, shut up!"

Huang Rong frowned, scolded in a deep voice, and then lowered her voice: "Father, we will pretend to open the city gate later, and then you will take the opportunity to rescue Xiao Longnv, and kill the Mongolian king by the way. Once the general dies, the morale of the army will be weakened. The army will collapse without fighting."

Hearing this, Huang Yaoshi nodded solemnly.

"Open the city gate!"

At the same time, Guo Jing issued an order.

When the dozens of guards in the city heard this, they pulled out the bolts of the gates. As the gates opened, the Mongolian army rushed towards the gates like a tide, brandishing their weapons like crazy.

"brush!"

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi soared into the sky, like an eagle pouncing on food, and quickly flew towards the battle platform where the Mongol King was. Along the way, countless Mongolian troops were immediately blown into blood. fog.

"This person's cultivation has reached the level of a Sanxian, who is he?"

"There are immortals in this Great Song City? Hiss..."

Seeing this scene, several generals of the Mongolian army stationed on the battle platform gasped.

As for the Mongol king's words, he still had a calm expression on his face.

"Huang Yaoshi, do you really think that there is no one in my Mongolian army?"

The moment Huang Yaoshi was close to the battle platform, suddenly, a figure soared up from the battle platform and met him.

This person is wearing a scarlet Taoist robe, which is as gorgeous as a ball of flame, making it hard to open your eyes.

"Master Xuanhuo, you actually took refuge with the Mongolian Tartars?"

Huang Yaoshi's expression darkened, but he didn't flinch, and still bravely went forward.

Both of them are Sanxian's cultivators. Although Huang Yaoshi has just set foot in the immortal rank, but because of the powerful effect of the 9000-year-old flat peach, there is no sign of falling into a disadvantage when fighting with the real Xuanhuo.

"Mongolia was ordered by the heavens, and it is destined to unify the whole world. This seat is just a good bird to choose a tree to live in. Huang Yaoshi, for the sake of you becoming a fairy, this seat hopes that you will abandon the dark and turn to the light, so that you will not die physically and mentally." fate."

During the fierce battle, Master Xuanhuo said with a grin.

"What kind of shit is ordered by the sky? It's nonsense. The old man only knows that the Mongolian Tartars are vicious. If they are allowed to attack Xiangyang City, it will definitely end with corpses everywhere."

Huang Yaoshi snorted, and the offensive in his hands became more and more fierce.

Under this fierce offensive, Master Xuanhuo gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Taoist Wangyou, Buddha of Infinite Life...you haven't taken action to kill this Huang Yaoshi? Have you forgotten what the master said, as long as we break through Xiangyang City, we will be given the cultivation base of heavenly immortals?"

Because of the downwind, Master Xuanhuo roared loudly.

Whizzing!

At the same time, two more figures soared up from the battle platform, one is one and the other is a monk.

"Amitabha, Huang Yaoshi, I am recruiting you because you have set foot on the immortal path. If you are obsessed with obsession, then this old man will send you to bliss early."

"Huang Laoxie, it is the general trend for the Mongols to rule the world, so why do you want to be a chariot with your arms?"

Taoist Wangyou and Wuliangshou Buddha put on a gesture of compassion, and then attacked Huang Yaoshi in a closed posture.

The three Sanxians teamed up to deal with Huang Yaoshi, no matter how powerful Huang Yaoshi was, his two fists were hard to beat, and he fell into a disadvantage in an instant, and was beaten by the opponent and spit out several bloody arrows.

"father…"

"Yuezhang!"

Seeing this scene, above the city, Huang Rong and Guo Jing also flew away to help Huang Yaoshi.

Because the two of them ate a bite of the 9000-year-old flat peach and carried the fairy artifact, their current combat power is no less than that of the early Sanxian strongman.

With the joining of the two, a stalemate has formed on the battlefield.

"Your Majesty, why have Guo Jing and Huang Rong become so powerful in such a short period of time, and they have the blessings of immortal weapons in their hands. If we want to attack Xiangyang City this time, it may be as difficult as reaching the sky."

"So what if it's as difficult as climbing to the sky? In order to attack this Xiangyang City, the Lord sent Daoist Xuanhuo, Taoist Wangyou, and Wuliangshou Buddha to help us this time. If we can't gnaw down this hard bone of Xiangyang City, go back How to explain to the Lord?"

On the battle platform, many generals of the Mongolian army were in a commotion. When they mentioned the word 'Master', their eyes were full of fear.

The Mongol King's face sank like water, and his eyes flickered.