Snake of Destiny Starting from American Comics

After the two of them left, the entire capital was shrouded in fog, and all civilians, officials, and livestock disappeared from this world.

Only a group of well-equipped Taoist soldiers and a distinguished general are left, with Xiantian (second level) as the auxiliary soldiers, Grandmaster (third level) as the main Taoist soldiers, and the Grand Master (fourth level) as the supporting general. , the Supreme Grandmaster (Level 5) was personally led by the Martial Saint as an elite.

A good bow, a fine horse, a heavy armor, a long sword and a short sword. He was armed from top to bottom like a war machine, plus the Taoist soldiers and generals' starting height was eight feet and their starting weight was three hundred kilograms.

With every move, the entire capital began to tremble.

Outside the fog, in another quiet capital city. One by one, the literary and Taoist officials used the national fortune to coordinate the storms of all parties in the capital, and blessed the right time and place.

A massacre against the sect's rebellion is about to begin.

However, the martial arts greats and immortal elders who knew nothing about this were still wary of the dangers around them and did not dare to unite with each other.

Soon after, a group of Taoist soldiers attacked. In the Cangming Sect's station, the loose sect disciples were as vulnerable as babies to the Taoist soldiers wearing heavy armor.

The bulky turtle shell that they originally ridiculed among the sect has now become an almost insurmountable barrier for them.

When each of the sect geniuses who wanted to fight to the death saw their life-saving blows stuck in the armor stained with the blood of their brothers and sisters, they felt boundless despair and fear in their hearts.

But they immediately got rid of the fear that made them freeze. Their heads shot up into the sky, and the blood gushing out from their necks due to the fight formed a pool of bloody fountains together with the surrounding blood springs.

One after another, the Cangming Sect elders wanted to cast forbidden spells, but the condensed qi and blood spells formed by the large formation of qi and blood of the Taoist soldiers in the sky rushed directly. Although it became fragmented, it also interrupted their spell casting. As the general of the army, the British Duke took action decisively and quickly chopped off the heads of several people.

Several lieutenants behind him quickly chopped the headless corpse into minced meat. The Cangming elders whose bodies were destroyed wanted to escape with their condensed souls, but the spurting blood, murderous, and evil spirits condensed around them. They were prepared early. Good interception.

Not long after, there were several elders with only their souls remaining on the battlefield. The disciples, disciples, and property sent by the Cangming Sect quickly disappeared in just a moment.

Although he saw that there were only a few old guys lingering in front of him, the British Duke did not attack rashly, but led the army to approach step by step.

Seeing how careful he was, several people looked at each other and sighed silently. But they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and then rushed directly to the Qi and Blood Dharma above.

Although the pure soul was restrained by the power of Qi and blood, the few people who knew Daqian's military prowess were naturally well prepared.

Everyone showed their own methods, and auspicious clouds, necklaces, and orbs jumped out from their souls, blocking the giant hands transformed from blood. They all took the opportunity to let their souls escape.

The British Duke, who had a solemn expression on his face, didn't pay attention to the few guys who escaped. After a brief rest, he led his Taoist soldiers to the next location.

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A week passed,

A sixth-level master who was considered a big shot outside was torn apart by cars and cut into pieces countless times. After they managed to survive under the military formation with great difficulty, one of them was waiting for them when their mana was exhausted. The kind-faced government officer held the small silver handcuffs carefully developed by Dao Lusi.

Looking at the current capital from God's perspective, the capital that was originally known as the Capital of Ten Thousand Flowers and the Heart of China has been reduced to ruins. The doors of luxury restaurants, Taoist temples, and brothels have been trampled to pieces, and corpses are piled up. Che is at the door.

The defenders of the capital, who had been holding back for an unknown amount of time, under the leadership of a powerful Martial Saint, forcibly cleared the streets one by one. Thick plasma flowed on the ferocious armor, and on the mountain of stumps, the stumps that still retained part of their will were still jumping and trying to escape. The blood gathered into a river and flowed towards the low-lying south of the city.

Countless pieces of minced meat and severed fingers were floating in it. The blood mist transformed by the evaporation of blood dyed the sky dark red, making the originally prosperous capital look like hell. Except for batches of armored cavalry galloping past, there was not a single living thing alive on the entire street.

Except for a few fifth-level rebels with strange skills in the entire capital, only the sixth-level martial saints, Mahayana, and demon kings from major sects had their soul cores grasped and locked into a dark prison.

At this time, although the atmosphere was a bit depressing, it was completely different from the garden outside the palace. The water vapor in the pond that was originally filled with fairy spirit became more and more dense. In the small pavilion, Yang Mu and Zhang Lishen, who were admiring lotus flowers at the chess table, had maintained the same posture for a week, not knowing whether they were looking at flowers or flowers.

As each rebellious one was arrested, a group of iron-blooded elite Taoist soldiers collapsed on the ground. They fought for six consecutive days without food. Even though they had a spiritual feast before the battle, they could not help but feel dizzy from exhaustion.

It was not obvious during the battle, but once the battle was over, there were only a few people who could still stand and obey orders to fight.

The few human immortals and semi-saints who were standing in the sky outside the mist, blocking the temptations from the seventh-level masters, couldn't help but feel a little tired.

And with the end of the war in the fog, the temptations from all sides finally ended. The few people standing in the sky did not dare to relax at all. It was not until a few bells were heard from the direction of the palace that they breathed a sigh of relief and slowly returned to the capital.

The thick white fog gradually dissipated as the bell rang, and the dilapidated battlefield appeared in the eyes of all the immortals who paid attention to this place. The overwhelming evil energy filled the air, just as everyone frowned.

I saw that the bloody capital gradually dissipated, and it remained unchanged from a week ago. The capital was born out of illusion. The collapsed houses were restored to their original state, and the mountains of corpses piled up everywhere gradually disappeared.

The capital city that used to be stained with a trace of blood on the nose and mouth with just one breath became filled with the scent of human incense. Shouts, curses, and cries filled my ears. The smell of cooking cakes, the smell of sweat, and the smell of sachets are mixed with each other.

Except for a few sixth-level masters and seventh-level clones who died or were captured in the battle, there was no change in the entire capital.

The seventh-level true immortals who attracted a lot of attention to this place were emotionally unstable and took a breath of cold air, causing gusts of hot wind to sweep around.

Surprise and uneasiness surged in my heart like a tide.

Turning virtual reality into reality, exchanging true and false, is the embodiment of the will of gods and demons at the eighth level of martial arts. In the minds of everyone, Daqian Taizu, who only relied on his own national fortune to achieve pseudo-eighth level strength, was clearly an old silver coin who had achieved the eighth level early, just waiting for him to fall into the trap.

Their words about settling the cause and effect and ending Xuan Ming were decisively forgotten by them and thrown into the trash can of memory, where they might never mention it again in their lifetime.

Yang Mu got up in the small pavilion, and his mind moved, knowing that some guys were slandering him. Although he didn't know who they were, he believed that they would not dare to plot against him in the future. Otherwise, prepare for the fist of an eighth-level warrior.

Although he knew that they were using this method to subdue him, Yang Mu felt very unhappy, but he could only hold his nose and continue. After all, at least the most basic goal was achieved. Although a few chickens were not killed to deter all parties, the purpose of showing strength was also achieved.

Zhang Shenli, who stood up with him, felt that he was in a bad mood, but still didn't say anything. He just shook his head slightly, stretched, then turned around and walked towards the door, taking a hundred steps at a time, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Mu looked at the lotus flower that was gradually closing in the pond in front of him, regardless of its continuous objections. He breathed in the mist in the pond that had not been absorbed by the lotus in one breath, turned around and headed to his bedroom, preparing to face his lifelong enemy - Zuoshu.

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Li Tianxiang, who was extremely safe in the palace, did not pay attention to the bloody changes outside. Knowing that his father and the others were fine, Li Tianxiang was trying hard to act cute to make his mother happy.

The exquisite small courtyard is located in the corner of the garden, surrounded by rows of courtyards and dozens of small courtyards surrounding it. The people living inside are the family members of officials and nobles like Li Tianxiang.

Although daily life is more crowded than at home, the people who live here are not frail and sickly beauties. In China, strength is valued. It is just the norm for immortals and powerful men to look down on princes and be arrogant to noble officials. All the ladies in Daqian have been practicing martial arts, cultivating Taoism, and studying since childhood. It is difficult to even find a husband if they don't have much strength.

Although the strength of everyone is not as good as that of several female generals who can accompany the army, they are not without strength.

After all, the difference between a realm and a realm is at least a life span. If the difference in strength is too large, they will generally not combine. It has become an unspoken rule of Daqian. Of course, concubines and concubines are not included in the calculation. To be precise, Daqian only has slaves and no concubines. The so-called concubine is just a name for a maid who stays with you in bed.

Therefore, the wives and young ladies living here did not cry with fragile faces. Although they could not help but worry about their husbands fighting outside every day, they still maintained a calm and calm mentality.

Jia Xuanqi, who has a cold temperament, naturally does not feel sad every day. She only becomes worried when she hears some news from the little eunuch.

And just when Li Tianxiang was trying to be cute and amuse his sister, a familiar figure appeared in front of the yard.

It was the little eunuch who usually reported the war situation to everyone. Seeing his arrival, the ladies and their children left the yard one after another and came to the wide street. Li Tianxiang and his sister were also carried out.

Seeing that someone had almost arrived, the little eunuch bowed first. Then he said in a sharp voice: "Sir, the war outside has calmed down. Madams can take their princes and ladies home today."

As soon as the little eunuch finished speaking, he quickly bowed and ran to other courtyards to report back.

After hearing what the little eunuch said, the ladies all breathed a sigh of relief.

But in my heart, I felt as if I was being hung up by a big stone, and I walked nervously towards the exit of the garden.

Li Tianxiang was also carried away by his mother. At the beginning, everyone was still walking in the car. But as time went by, not only did some people speed up from somewhere, but although everyone still looked like they were walking slowly, their speed became faster and faster. A few of the stronger ones even jumped into the air, ignoring the rules of the palace.

Li Tianxiang, who was in Jia Xuanqi's arms, watched his mother slowly walk to the palace gate, knowing that her mother was worried about her father's safety again. And Li Tianxiang, who knew that nothing happened to his father, stopped teasing his younger sister. Instead, he slowly fell into sleep to make up for the energy he had spent watching his father these days.