Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 172 Hunting Chang'an, Zhulong Shadows, Heavenly Thunder
Chang'an City, in this era, on this continent, under this sky, deserves to be the largest city.

The Jade Rabbit falls, the Golden Crow rises, smoke rises from the kitchen in Chang'an City, and people's voices gradually become noisy.

Even the tense atmosphere of the approaching monsters and the mobilization of the imperial army cannot reduce the entire city to a restless environment. They will talk about turmoil and feel uneasy, but life still has to go on.

Fortunately, this day does not seem to be the day chosen by the flames of war.

Until the palace city of gold powder and the hundred squares of gray outline, the whole day was exposed to the sun, and the meandering moonlight ushered in.

Shao Lingxiao and his four attendants appeared on the heights of Chang'an City under the moonlight.

Originally, since the transfer of the Forbidden Army, all the buildings in Chang'an City that have a certain height advantage have already been guarded by the elite assigned by the Forbidden Army.

They are aware that every half an hour, they have to use the sound of drums as a mark to show their existence to their comrades guarding other high places, and the intensity of the drums is different for each round. If someone invades these If you try to imitate the drumbeat of the previous round, you will be noticed immediately.

However, when Shao Lingxiao appeared here, all the forbidden soldiers in this pavilion had already perished under the sword aura. The hair-thin sword aura passed through their throats, destroying the trachea, leaving only Needle-like holes and a little blood.

These mighty or capable men, without looking closely or even seeing any scars, just leaned on the railings, walls, and potted plants as if they were tired, with their heads lowered, the spears and knives still tightly in their hands. Clenched tightly, supporting the ground messily.

He didn't care about the drum beat half a quarter of an hour later, Shao Lingxiao had a calm demeanor, as if every part of his body was not relaxed, overlooking the city in the moonlight.

The only "tense" place is probably the sleeve of his left hand. The sleeve robe is still wrapped around the sword of the flying lightsaber. It is so tight and tightly wrapped that it looks like his left hand on the back of his waist is holding it horizontally. A black and brooding mourning stick.

Looking down from a height, the squares and cities in Chang'an City are divided into pieces by the streets. The tiles on the roof are closely arranged like fish scales, and they look like black wheat fields that have just been carefully plowed, leaving There are so many regular and fine traces.

The tiles are next to the tiles, and the eaves are next to the eaves. The buildings in each city are connected together, as if they have been so closely interdependent since the day the city existed, until now.

Only the ridges of the rice paddies rising from the tiled fields can make people see the difference between high and low, high and low. So low that it seemed to be overwhelmed by the shadow of other roof ridges.

The night was dark, and there was silence among the squares and cities, but Shao Lingxiao could hear the breathing of the people of Wanjia from the wind. This was the tranquility that enveloped the whole city, and it was also the vitality overflowing from the tranquility.

Shao Lingxiao's eyes were filled with those tiled roofs, and his pupils were much darker than Wuwa's, meaning it was difficult to understand, and he stretched his neck to look further away.

Outside the city wall, which is as high as the shadow of a mountain, there is a moon like a silver veil, and in the vast wilderness, there are many places sparkling.

Eight rivers, Wei, Jing, Feng, Lao, Ju, Yu, Chan, and Ba, which belong to the Yellow River system, flow around the city.

As early as the Western Han Dynasty, Sima Xiangru once wrote in "Shanglin Fu": "The vastness of the eight streams is divided, and the opposite is different."

The magnificent beauty of Chang'an surrounded by eight waters is clearly outside the city, but it is controlled by the atmosphere inside the city. The government orders here are spread all over the world, to Silla, Baekje, to the Western Regions outside the Great Wall, to the vast plateau, and to the vast sea waves. .

The former Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Six Kingdoms, and the current Nanzhao are so far away, that they are already affected by the atmosphere of this city.

Another round of drums sounded, but there was no response from the pavilion here, and the place fell into a strange silence. The subtle sound could not escape the eyes and ears of the Grand Master, and was surrounded from all sides.

The messenger fluttered away, and the sound of feathers beating the wind was also mixed in.

But just as one of the blood eagles flew towards the sky, a black shadow pierced the roof below, turning this difficult-to-tame raptor into blood mist and rain that burst in the sky.

The long black shadow paused slightly in mid-air, with a dark luster, and the huge poisonous buds and spikes at the top made it impossible for anyone to mistake it.

——This is a tail that belongs to a scorpion.

The erected long tail was still extending rapidly, and the carapace clanged and became thicker and thicker until finally, it was almost as high as the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, the house was torn apart like paper, and among the fragments flying, there were eight black shadows that were about the same length as the previous tail, extending out.

Breaking through the wall and breaking the pillar, the people in the nearby houses, without even making a scream, were buried by the wreckage of the wall and roof.

The inner guard's iron whistle rang eagerly, spreading from one point to one area, and layer by layer to further away, until it could be heard clearly outside the city.

Everywhere in the city, in the blink of an eye, there were at least tens of thousands of lights and torches flickering towards this side.

More than a dozen nearby cities and towns were thrown into turmoil.

And the source of the long tails of the nine poisonous scorpions, the six-armed creature that was originally similar to a human, is also expanding rapidly.

Big clumps of muscles burst out from his body like exploding cotton. When the muscles on both shoulders swelled up, they squeezed his head out of sight. Arms, back extension.

For a moment, there was only a fleshy ball that was bigger than a house, and all six arms were buried in the muscles, so they couldn't be seen at all.

But soon, there were thousands of firecracker-like sounds from inside, and the bones proliferated crazily, propping up those overgrown muscles again.

The six arms turned into giant claws, the claws were sharp, and the arm muscles were knotted, which became more fluid and beautiful. The joints were covered with carapaces, and the other parts were horny skin. The rough appearance was like a crocodile.

The position of the legs has become extremely thick, perhaps because of the weight, they can only sit there in a squatting position, and the hands at the bottom of the six arms also need to assist in supporting, maintaining the balance of the center of gravity of this huge monster.

At the end is a huge head, growing out from between the muscles, with rough features, you can vaguely see Sun Ling's appearance.

Such things as hair no longer exist, but the top of the head is covered with bony spikes, like a monster crown made of countless thorns.

The golden-eyed abyss man supported the ground with bent arms and hind limbs at his waist, his upper body was slightly straight, and his arms were spread out.

Such a posture can only reflect half of his height, even so, the height of his head is already more than 15 meters, and the nine tails are more than twice as long as his upper body.

He moved a little, and he could feel the ground tremor within three miles. When he roared, a house in front of him was blown down, and the whole city could hear it.

But such a huge monster only made Shao Lingxiao's eyes slightly curious for a moment, then moved away again, paying more attention to Chang'an's response.

The heavy crossbows of the imperial army were carried by the warriors, and they rushed towards it. Many masters were rushing there, and the sound of the pipa offset the terrifying oppression of the monster's roar.

The Spring and Autumn Broadsword that controls the flowing water cuts horizontally, and fights against the fist of the abyssal being, smashing the fist, but the flesh and blood are quickly regenerated from the wrist.

The nine long tails whizzed back and forth, from far and near, wherever they went, no matter whether soldiers or civilians, as long as they were rubbed by the spikes on the top of the tails, they would melt into highly poisonous thick paste and be absorbed.

Even so, the morale of the forbidden army did not suffer a big blow. They seemed to have had a rehearsal in this regard. The heavy crossbow stayed a little far away and shot away. long gun.

The roars of the abyssal beings also came out one after another, and the monster mutants outside the city heard these voices, as if they had received an order, they rushed towards the city from all directions at full speed.

Those deformed and inhuman figures climbed over the city wall and fell down. Some were blocked by first-class experts, and some went straight from a remote angle. They were unscrupulous and murderous. Under the leadership of the abyss, these demon mutants will be even more excited.

However, the light from the torch quickly scattered and converged, which represented the guarding force of Chang'an, who were stepping forward to block the demon's footsteps.

The whole of Chang'an was awakened. Everywhere, the flames of war were reborn, and the torches were extinguished, but there was no fire to escape.

"There is a Tang Dynasty in Zhaozhao, and the sky is blessed by all nations..."

After witnessing all this, Shao Lingxiao uttered words and phrases praising the Great Tang, with a long voice, neither praising nor sarcasm.

It's just that such a scene of united will makes him feel that only these eight words can be applied.

To make such a great Tang really feel pain, is it enough to kill one or two emperors and destroy so much food?So what is it?

Even if you want to stay away from the Tang Dynasty and plan enough strength to launch a war, it will take at least 30 to [-] years of excessive planning.

But it was too late, too slow, and many people couldn't wait.

It's not that Shao Lingxiao can't wait, and it's not that Ye Motian can't wait, but people from Datang.

Those who had survived the Southwest War ten years ago, high-ranking court officials, and even more soldiers were the targets of revenge.

Those court officials who did not go to the battlefield in person, but also controlled the strategy of logistics scheduling, and tried their best for the war in other ways, were the targets of revenge.

Those who cheered and cheered for the great war ten years ago, empathized with them, raised their arms and shouted, all over the people of Tang Dynasty in every city and every village...

Also, the target of revenge!

Shao Lingxiao has been wasting ten years, he can't wait any longer, wait, wait, wait until the generation ten years ago is almost dead, and almost forget the mood ten years ago, then launch revenge, or What kind of revenge is that?
He wants to set off the most chaotic era, and let those people fall into the painful turbulence in the shortest time.

Only the pain of so many people can cut off the cocoon of hatred on my body, get rid of the heavy and messy shackles accumulated in the past ten years, and regain liberation and freedom.

And if you want to achieve this, you can only use the power of "Heaven" to beat the thriving Tang Dynasty.

In the sky above the pavilion where Shao Lingxiao was, in the moonlit night sky, clouds suddenly surged, and the ancient gate of heaven slowly emerged.

The flying lightsaber trembled slightly, and the sleeve robe in his left hand was completely shattered.

The abyss man marched in the direction of the palace, advancing in a straight line, no matter what obstacles were in front of him, he would destroy them. The holders of the four great weapons, including Lu Ningxian, could cause him some injuries, but they were also healing themselves quickly During the rebirth, there was no way to really hold back his pace.

Especially around this abyssalist, there are blood-colored magic circle patterns, which continue to emerge everywhere.

Some magic circles suddenly accelerate the heavy fists of the abyssal beings, some provide hardened defenses for a certain part of the abyssalian's body, and some use illusions to interfere with the enemy.

Fux maintained his invisible state, stepping on the left shoulder of the Abyssalist.

If this abyssal being was really just an abyssal being, he would never have such a clever coordination with her, but when the person controlling the body of this abyssal being is also a person with spell ability, the cooperation between the two becomes extremely terrifying.

So much so that even if the deceased abbot arrived, he would still be covered by a bloody halo, and his four arms would bombard him continuously, suppressing him with intermittent fast and slow attacks, and flying backwards again and again.

The circle of blank streets and city walls between the imperial city and the outer city were blocked by the nine long tails. When the abyssal warriors were about to break into the imperial city, the people of the major families had to join the battle.

hum! ! ! ! ! !

Shao Lingxiao's right hand held the hilt of the flying lightsaber, and the sword intent of the Dragon Crying Thousand Miles reached the pinnacle of his life, and the whole pavilion, the surrounding atmosphere, and everything around him trembled.

The spiritual power of the supreme master made his sword intent turn into water-colored dragon shadows one after another, flying out of him with a clear chanting sound, cruising in the sky, making him more slender.

The masters of the great families involuntarily let out horrified voices.

They saw the gate of heaven in the night sky, and saw many dragon shadows wandering between the sky and the earth, but this was not a place that frightened them. True Qi was suddenly sucked away by those dragon shadows.

Even the zhenqi flowing through the meridians in their bodies could not be restrained from leaking out.

The zhenqi of a first-class master is as pure as steel. If one can keep one's strength and calm one's mind, even a top-notch master can't do it with just a single shot of water-colored dragon shadow sword qi. matter.

But they are now in the midst of a fierce battle. Abyssal beings, blood magic, and monster mutants make them dare not condense their true energy at all. Instead, they must use their true energy fiercely to resist the enemy. The trend of leading away is even more out of control.

Between the dragon chant and the dragon shadow, the whole city has light that seems shallow and deep, converging towards the towering pavilion.

The entire area where the high-rise building is located is glowing, and the power contained in it makes all knowledgeable people feel terrified.

If that sword is swung, it may be able to blast directly into the deep palace from the place where the tall building is.

Although its magnificence is the result of concentration, and the signs are obvious, but anyone who has reached the top level has a chance to escape, but speaking positively, no one can resist.

And if the target of that sword is not the deep palace, but a certain person, then with the coverage of the sword energy, I am afraid that there is no hope of escape.

How could they understand that the target of this sword is neither the deep palace emperor nor these martial arts tycoons.

Shao Lingxiao raised his head, the sword energy flying between the hairs shattered the roof of the building, and even the debris, powder and dust were cleared away, and the top of his head suddenly became clear.

The Tianmen in the night sky is becoming clearer and deeper, and it is still continuously enlarged. If someone looks up, the engravings on the Tianmen are already fully exposed.

His sword is to destroy Tianmen!

Hundreds of first-class masters, major families in Chang'an City, and nearly a hundred monster mutants will fight against each other, all of which will be the help of this sword.

Starting from the Eastern Capital, this blatant long-distance trip that aroused the righteous indignation of all martial arts practitioners was aimed at destroying Tianmen.

Those truly long-standing and powerful sects preserve the exploration behind the gate of heaven and the messages sent back by their ancestors after the shattering of the void.

The connection between this world and the big world is like a taut thread, and it only takes a single unbalanced impact to break this connection and shatter the gate of heaven.

Of course, this so-called slight imbalance is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary manpower. Even the top masters cannot have such an effort. Only the scene like this evening can achieve it.

The movement involving the two worlds will start from the place where the Tianmen was shattered, disrupting the Qi veins between the heavens and the earth.

It's not something as intuitive as the so-called Thunder Meteor Heaven Tribulation, but the imbalance of the energy of the heaven and the earth.

From that moment until the next five to ten years, the spring floods will turn into floods, sunny days will lead to dry land, and the imbalance of the earth's atmosphere will bring about a large reduction in food production, and even induce famine and locust plagues. weak.

Then, there is a logical war.

When this sword is swung, the survivors will understand that they came here full of heroic ambition and the righteousness of their family and country, and the final result is to make everyone an accomplice in troubled times!

All heroes and would-be heroes must linger in their sins, witnessing the suffering of all, until they die.

This is Shao Lingxiao's revenge.

However, when the sword was about to be swung, the movement slowed down.

Shao Lingxiao looked at the sky full of dragon shadows. The power gathered by his mind and spirit had already exceeded the limit of the master, but...

wrong……

He frowned.

………………

Fu Kesi is also paying attention to Shao Lingxiao's side, which is the most important step in their plan. Even a vampire with a cold body temperature can't help but feel a little hot and uneasy at this time. Of course, there is more eager anticipation.

However, while she kept paying attention to that side, she did not let go of her vigilance on the battlefield.

Only if the battle lasts, can things go well there. The enemies in front of the Abyssal One have more figures of Ji Dian Feiying and Gu Lanxiang.

Huge monsters, even with the swarm of monster mutants and the assistance of blood magic, have to be anxious here.

Fu Kesi searched for Guan Luoyang while casting spells to assist him.

A large pile of magic scrolls was thrown by her and destroyed in mid-air.

The blood-colored magic circle opened up and down at the same time, in all directions, in more than thirty directions.

Defensive counterattack, ice blade, thunder, low temperature, laziness, joy.

The four fists of the abyssal man swept across the patterns of the magic circle, like fists wrapped in bloody flames, smashing down violently.

Fu Kesi watched the dead abbot and Gu Lanxiang each block one, and the other two fists hit the ground.

Ji Dian Feiying's body evaded movement, and three layers of overlapping magic patterns had already appeared on the trajectory of his evasion, sluggish in action.

'Where did Guan Luoyang go? '

The armored figure passed through the magic pattern and disappeared suddenly.

Before the question in Fu Kesi's mind was settled, he felt that his field of vision was spinning rapidly, and all the scenery turned into distorted and elongated colors.

The head becomes dizzy and light.

"Were you looking for me just now?"

The vampire on the shoulders of the Abyssal One was left with only a headless body.

The flying shadow armor held Fux's head, crossed the height of the abyss from the ground, and stayed in the sky.

The vampire's head wasn't dead enough for her to see that scene after being dizzy.

Under the crystal armor on the armor's face, a pair of eyes showing Lihuo's luster lingered, and the words that came out... were Guan Luoyang's voice! !
The summoner of the Flying Shadow Armor has a setting similar to the recognition of the master. After completing a summon, it will leave the summoner's mind energy imprint, but this kind of recognition of the master has not reached the kind of setting that will last until death. It can be canceled only if one of the summoner and the summoner is destroyed.

As long as the mind energy of other people exceeds the standard of summoning armor and covers the previous energy imprint in the summoner, they can become new summoners.

With Anfeiyu taking the initiative to hand over the summoner, Guan Luoyang could do this without any effort.

This piece of armor, which is based on the summoner's body quality, has a percentage bonus. The power displayed on Guan Luoyang's body makes everyone on both sides feel that there is an indelible mark left in the air.

That is the bright aurora, the thunderbolt circulation, just like the thunder and raging waves that can pierce the mountains in one fell swoop!

The roar of the wind and thunder and the scream of the vampire sounded at the same time.

With only one head left, Fox let out the most distorted howl in his life.

She didn't know if she had reacted to what happened to her, but all the protective magic on her body was shattered at that moment, and the life-saving magic hadn't been used in time. At this moment, all she had left was the instinct to turn into a bat and blood mist to escape .

But also slow.

On the palm of the armor, fire and thunder exploded, destroying all traces.

The figure suspended in the air was like lightning, suddenly turned back, and slammed heavily on the back of the abyss man.

The huge monster was trying to turn around, but it was hit from behind by Pei Mo Nengdang's power, and it had to lie down completely, rumbling and shaking, and the smoke and dust were like waves.

Guan Luoyang stepped on the monster's broken spine, stood on this hill made of flesh and bones, descended high, and stared at the enemies surrounded by dragon shadows.

(End of this chapter)