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- How powerful is a god being thrown out?
The powerful coercion descended on all directions, and Helan Mountain, which had already been shattered, was severely damaged again, and countless huge boulders collapsed and turned into dust.
Lu Yu was very close to the ground, and suddenly felt the coercion coming, which made his bones all over his body start to rattle.
He is the body of a Martial Immortal, and he can still resist one or two, but the soldiers of the Qianlong Army around him can no longer resist.
Although many people are far away, they have already vomited blood and fell into a faint.
Daojun and ordinary monks are like the gap between immortals and mortals. Although there is only one step away, it is like a natural moat and cannot be bridged.
Boom!
At this moment, Prince Gu made another move.
The crutch in his hand turned into a sharp sword. With the long sword in his hand, he wanted to cut through all the disobedient people in the world.
Holding a long sword in his hand, Prince Gu's white hair fluttered with the breeze, like a peerless sword fairy.
? 强牺  读牺。 Bang!
The sword energy was drawn fiercely on the Duobao Pagoda stele, and dense cracks appeared on the surface of the thick and steady Duobao Pagoda stele, which was about to shatter.
However, Yan Zhenqing waved the Langhao brush again, and a little bit of ink flew down, touching the Duobao Pagoda Stele, and the damaged stele was restored to its original shape.
The sky was dark and the clouds were churning.
Boom!
The multi-treasure pagoda stele is like a huge boulder, rushing on a rampage, unexpectedly smashing Prince Gu's sword energy into pieces.
Upon seeing this, Prince Gu yelled loudly, and the long sword in his hand waved sword aura again and again, falling on the stone tablet, and then barely stopped the stone tablet.
But the power emanating from the multi-pagoda stele also acts on Prince Gu.
Although Prince Gu is still standing tall, there is a piece of blood oozing from his body, which is shocking.
The blood fell drop by drop, as if falling on everyone's heart.
"Zhao Hongxun, do you want to continue fighting?" Yan Zhenqing's cold voice spread everywhere.
At this time, everyone came back to their senses, it turns out that Prince Gu is not invincible.
From the beginning of the war to the present, Prince Gu has always been the soul of the army. It is because of his existence that all the soldiers in the entire army will never feel like they have a backer.
This is the existence of Dingjun Soul.
This time Zhang Si. However, the scene now has made countless people despair.
They did win the war, but a high-level Taoist monarch is enough to turn things around and rewrite the entire battle situation.
"If this king is here, the country will not give up an inch of land!" Prince Gu has already started to cough up blood, and there are powerful laws entwined around him, but they cannot repair his injuries.
Prince Gu is too old.
When he was in Liangjie Mountain, he had exhausted a lot of life energy. Even if he returned to the imperial capital to recuperate his injuries, he still retreated all year round and never came out of the mountain.
If Prince Su hadn't died in battle, and Shen Linglong had taken away a large number of masters of the Dayu court, he would not have come out of the mountain.
It's like an old man waiting to die, exhausting his last vitality.
"No refund! No refund!"
The Qianlong army around was inspired, and they all roared, full of fighting spirit.
So what if you are facing a senior Daoist? They would rather die in battle than lose their country in vain.
"Then you go to die."
To control the big and to control the owl. Yan Zhenqing finally broke out, the Langhao brush in his hand seemed to be coated with gold powder, the tip of the pen fell, and large golden characters were suspended in the air, exuding supreme coercion.
He wrote again, a larger stone tablet suspended above the Duobao Pagoda tablet
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