Yin and Yang Taoist Code

"A trifle!"

Changchun Immortal Lord snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he took the initiative to block the thunder dragon, holding the strange light in his hand and pressing it towards the dragon's head.

A clear muffled hum was mixed in the loud explosion, and Changchun Immortal Lord flew backwards with bursts of green smoke in the midst of lightning. The clothes on the arm that met the attack were torn, and the exposed skin was charred black, and bloodstains crawled all over the arm like insects.

Wanjiang Immortal Lord hurriedly flew over, took out a pill and handed it over. Changchun took it, crushed it and sprinkled it on his arm, and the wound instantly began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't be careless, that is the Great Yan Dynasty's national defense formation, even the immortals have to be careful to deal with it. Although the formation here is simple, the thunder and lightning it offers also contain some real flavor, so we must not be reckless!"

Hearing Wan Jiang's warning, everyone nodded one after another. Changchun Immortal Lord felt a little embarrassed after losing a big face. He snorted coldly and dodged and swooped down. Halfway through, he took out a dust rod and swept it fiercely.

A silver streak passed by, and there was a blank space on the ground. Facing the serious battle formation of the True Immortal Dayan, they were completely unable to stop it, and many lives disappeared in just a moment.

Seeing Changchun Immortal Lord take action, the others did not stay for long, leaving a few people to help Wan Jiang Yu trap the four directions, and the rest of the people took their weapons and began to slaughter.

For a while, the blood flowers in the Yan army formation screamed continuously, and the main general who led the troops dispatched people several times but was unable to resist. They were inferior to ordinary cultivators. Whether they had immortal power or not, they could only be slaughtered by the angry immortals. The yellow water around them was gradually stained with a layer of long-lasting crimson.

"Fellow immortal Wanjiang, what should we do with them?"

A true immortal pursed his lips at Zhi Gelin, and after thinking for a while, his eyes became fierce.

"We will have to clean them up sooner or later, so let's do it together."

In one sentence, the fate of Zhi Gelin was determined. The immortals who received the message immediately sent several people to kill Zhi Gelin.

How could the people in Zhi Gelin not notice it? Fortunately, Mu Tong made the right decision to open the hidden teleportation array one step ahead, and stuffed a handful of spirit stones into it to transfer everyone out in large numbers.

However, it was still too slow.

Zhi Gelin's formation was not bad, so it was no wonder that Mu Tong dared to fight against hundreds of thousands of soldiers from Dayan. But no matter how powerful the formation was, it was not as good as the Jiuxu Lianhuan and Tiangang Yulei formation that could fight immortals. It was completely broken after supporting for more than ten breaths under the fierce attack of several true immortals.

They rushed into the forest but found no human figures. When they reached the depths of Zhige Forest, they realized that people here were trying to escape.

"Want to run?!"

With a roar, a true immortal raised his hammer and smashed it down. Under the influence of immortal power, the sky above was pressed down with this hammer. Tall and thick ancient trees exploded from top to bottom. Those who had not had time to turn around immediately fell to the ground with blood oozing from their mouths and noses, feeling the arrival of death in horror.

"It's too late, go!"

Pulling Ye Zhichen and others, Mu Tong flashed and the formation eye seal formula changed rapidly. He turned into light and left before the formation exploded. Those who failed to enter the formation were full of dead gray. They turned into dust with the giant trees and merged into the yellow water and disappeared.

"Some tricks, you are lucky!"

Realizing that some people had escaped, the true immortal who used the hammer snorted coldly and didn't care. The target this time was Dayan's army of hundreds of thousands of people. Zhige Forest, a small place, was just a by-product. It didn't matter whether they were killed or not.

Moreover, True Lord Zixu has passed down the word that as long as the catastrophe is not eliminated, the human world will be cleansed one by one. These people can run away for a while, but they can't escape forever. They can't escape the fate of being wiped out even if they hide at the ends of the earth.

Outside the forest, more than half of the hundreds of thousands of Yan soldiers have been slaughtered, but they are still extremely tenacious in their resistance.

Perhaps it is because they know they will die, or perhaps it is because of the ideas and strict training that Dayan has instilled in them on a daily basis. The remaining Yan soldiers have erupted with amazing combat power, relying on the increasingly incomplete Tiangang Yulei Formation to fight with the True Immortals. Although they failed to kill them, they did hurt a lot. The chief general who led the troops regretted that he couldn't drag a few gods to be buried with him, and the immortals were furious and afraid, and were shocked that ordinary cultivators could hurt them.

If they were replaced by masters like Baijie Taoist, they might not do that, but what are these Yan soldiers? Their magic power is extremely weak. It can be seen that they rely on elixirs to promote their cultivation. They are not even cultivators. But it was this group of vulnerable ants that hurt them. Relying on the Tiangang Yulei Formation and various simple and crude combined attack formations, how could the immortals not be shocked by such a counterintuitive thing, and they wanted to wipe these people out completely.

At present, these people do not know how to refine and use the immortal spirit. When they find the method, can they deal with them as easily as they do now?

No wonder Zixu Zhenjun and Yin Jiuzi put their primary target on Dayan, not only because they have many people, but also because these people have great potential. An army that knows how to use immortal power and can rely on battle formations to increase combat power, who else in the three realms can stop them?

Kill.

Must kill.

Never let the nightmare come true!

The Northern Expedition Army was almost wiped out, and only a few escaped. Although Yuwen Taihao, who received the news, had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel distressed.

He was afraid that the immortals would attack, so he endured for so long without taking any action. This time, he was provoked by Mu Qingqiu, and wanted to take this opportunity to seize the military power and consolidate his imperial position, so he sent a large army to the north. Who would have thought that those damn immortals would choose this time to take action.

Fortunately, he kept an eye on it and did not send out the real elites. They all hid themselves and concentrated on practicing the method of refining the immortal energy. It is not necessary for these people to cultivate immortal bodies, as long as they can use their immortal power, it is enough. With the number of people far exceeding the number of true immortals, he is confident to sweep away these scourges who dare to encroach on his country.

Every bit of land in the Three Realms will eventually belong to Dayan, and he, Yuwen Taihao, will definitely be able to create a peerless dynasty that has no one before or since. Both immortal gods and underworld saints will surrender at his feet, and now there is only one thing he has to do - be patient.

Trading space for time, relying on the Tiangang Thunder Control Formation and the Yan army stationed everywhere to delay the footsteps of the true immortals, and buy enough time for the hidden elites to transform. The Yanjun who stayed outside were destined to be abandoned, not only them, but also the princes along the way.

Therefore, urgent reports for help came like snow flakes every day, but Yuwen Taihao ignored them at all. His indifferent attitude chilled the hearts of all the princes. They wanted to betray but had no chance.

Even if he betrays, so what? The immortals on the opposite side don't want to take prisoners at all. No matter monks or mortals, no matter old people or babies, no one can escape their slaughtering hands, not even the flowers, plants and even the inconspicuous little insects. Everywhere the immortals attack is turned into wasteland.

After a few battles, everyone could see that those immortals seemed to have only one purpose - to kill and kill all living things.

Is this a fairy or a demon?

no one knows.

Many people even think that even the legendary demons who do all kinds of evil are not as cruel as the so-called "fairies" across from them.

There is no right or wrong in their hearts, no benevolence and morality, no sympathy and pity, only what they think can and cannot exist, and they decide the fate of many innocent people with their own selfish desires.

People like themselves cannot exist in their hearts, so they are ruthlessly wiped out, not even sparing their souls. But there seems to be nothing that can exist at all. At least the people who are still alive have not found that they have forgiven anything.

Some people wanted to evacuate to the imperial capital, but the road was blocked by Dayan's army. Most of the troops they could control had already been taken away by Yuwen Taihao through the Northern Expedition. Facing the Yan army that was waiting for them, the princes and city lords could not get angry. After a few bad-tempered ones failed to break in, they were wiped out. It shocked the others and completely stopped them from thinking about retreating.

They know that they have been given up by Yuwen Taihao.

The Dog Emperor must have anticipated this day, so he took the opportunity to weaken their power and force them to submit. With no way forward or any way back, they could only stay here as his human shield wall. That assassination might have been a show, just for them to watch!

"Yeah?"

Somewhere deep in the mountains of Eastern Xinjiang, King Rong stood in the main hall and stared at Mu Qingqiu. His square face showed no anger, and a pair of tiger eyes flashed with an intimidating cold light.

Everyone else in the hall felt awe-inspiring, and then they all stared at Mu Qingqiu, their eyes a little unkind.

Mu Qingqiu, who was still injured, looked a little pale, but he didn't care when faced with the dagger-like eyes of many people. He shrugged and chuckled: "If it is true, will I still be here?"

"I guess so. How could Mr. Mu teach such a treacherous and unfilial son?"

After a long time, King Rong smiled, and the cold light disappeared from his eyes, and he felt sorry for Mu Fangli.

Mu Qingqiu's face also darkened, and a look of death flashed in his eyes. He believed that he was indeed an unfilial son. He was not around Mu Fangli before his death, and he missed the opportunity for revenge after Mu Fangli died. He couldn't figure out why his sure sword was blocked by Yuwen Taihao, but the matter was over and it was useless to think about it. It was better to think about what to do now.

"Don't worry, Dayan's defense line can stop others but not me! No matter in the imperial capital or elsewhere, I can come and leave whenever I want. No one can stop me!"

King Rong spoke in an extremely domineering manner, and it was obvious that this almost-forgotten prince was not as peaceful as he appeared.

Mu Qingqiu smiled and nodded, then heard King Rong ask: "On the other hand, your two boys, I heard that the door of our house has been trampled down, so you are not worried about their safety?"

"It's useless to worry. Now I can't go back even if I want to. It's already too late."

Mu Qingqiu spoke freely, and King Rong smiled and nodded at him: "You, you, are more open-minded now. If only you could be so open-minded back then? How dare you, Mr. Mu, want to accept you as his adopted son?" I refused to give up Girl Qing to you, and later I hid in the miserable place of Mobei to support myself. Do you know how sad Mr. Mu is when you leave? "

Mu Qingqiu smiled awkwardly and said: "You also know how complicated the Mu family is. Although my adoptive father is the head of the family, he cannot do anything random. He can be willful but I have to consider him. You also know that accepting an outsider as the head of the family How much influence will my adopted son have? And the second lady was still young at that time, and I always regarded her as my biological sister. I never thought about other things. Besides, the second lady still hated me, and I couldn't do it because of my adoptive father. Wishful thinking ruined her happiness. Later, I went to Mobei because the second lady ran away from home. I was worried that she would not be able to find a suitable place to stay alone, so I went to Mobei to establish a sect. This is what my adoptive father and I did. We discussed it. But I didn’t expect Miss Qing to go to Taixu Palace and live well. My two mountain gates were immediately useless. However, Miss Yier’s temper made me worried that she would run away again, so I didn’t use Wugu and Zhi. Goering and I did not neglect it, and left it to my apprentices to take care of it until today.”

As he spoke, Mu Qingqiu sighed lightly, with deep worry in his eyes.

"I heard that Ye Jiansheng and the second lady rebelled against Taixu Palace. They are currently missing. I don't know if they will go to Mobei. I hope not. My two places have now been reduced to ruins. If they really find them, I hope they left in time and would not be implicated."