Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 163
Zhang Jian was also curious about the anti-king who took the lead in rebelling, so he followed to watch the excitement.

On both sides of the street, the elite soldiers in the city defense battalion were under control at this time, and the guards on both sides were tightly guarded.

But this can't stop the enthusiasm of the people in Haojing City.

There are crowds of people on both sides of the street.

At this time, Zhang Jian missed Zhang Lu a little bit. With that big man around, his body was like a wall when he stood in the crowd.

Without Zhang Lu, Zhang Jian had no choice but to huddle together with the crowd, but the crowd seemed to give way naturally where he passed, allowing him to walk ahead.

At this time, the long procession of offering prisoners had already entered the city. In front of him, Zhang Jian saw a burly veteran wearing a phoenix-winged crown and a flying phoenix chain mail, holding a slender weapon similar to a Guandao in his hand. , the whole body is full of evil spirits, although the beard and hair are pale, but the eyes are piercing.

"Old General Yang has arrived!!"

At this moment, bursts of cheers erupted from the crowd.

"Heavenly general?"

Zhang Jian's eyes fell on this veteran, and he could see in his spiritual eyes at this moment that although this veteran was old, the aura in his body had always been at its peak, and the surrounding spirit field seemed to resonate with him from time to time. God sustains to the top.

This is the commonality between life-testing foundation building and celestial-human level warriors.

As long as the mana does not dissipate, one's own state will be maintained until the peak, until the moment when Shouyuan ends.

That's death from exhaustion of mana.

Zhang Jian took a look and didn't pay much attention. His eyes mainly fell on the few people behind.

Behind Yang Gonghu were a dozen or so spirited generals.

This hale and hearty spirit mainly refers to Qi Yi. At this time, Qi Yi exudes strong blood energy all over his body, like a small oven, and his body has reached the peak of a master.

Behind him is Qi Yuanwu, and the newly rising young generals, Song Yu, Zhao Qingshan and others.

One by one, the evil spirit was soaring to the sky, the qi and blood were tyrannical, and the stars were faintly reflected.

In Zhang Jian's eyes, he could see traces of astrology from Yang Gonghu and several generals.

"The generals are like clouds, and the vitality of the Great Qian Dynasty is not exhausted, at least there are still decades of vitality!"

Zhang Jian's heart was serious, but he didn't care.

What he plans is not the present, but the future.

If he can't do it, there are children who can do it.

Ever since he condensed the dragon's veins, Zhang Jian knew that he, a professional rebel, had to do whatever he wanted, either on him or on his heirs.

And it's also about his path.

In his spiritual eyes, the soldiers of the bandit suppression battalion who entered the city had a strong evil spirit. Under the background of these evil spirits, these generals turned into visions one by one, and all evils retreated.

At this time, Qi Yi on a tall horse, reminded by Qi Yuanwu beside him, also noticed Zhang Jian's existence. His eyes lit up, and he nodded in the direction of Zhang Jian.

Qi Yi was extremely happy to see Zhang Jian here.

He also heard about Zhang Jian's high school Jingwu's sixth year spring palace examination champion champion, this can be said to be a glorious ancestor, he mentioned this matter in the army, and it was very embarrassing.

The chief general in the army was also full of praise for this matter.

Not to mention, this time on the battlefield, Qi's father and son relied on the means in "Jiachen Wujing" to make meritorious service and save their lives. For Zhang Jian, his grandson, he also loves his house.

At this time, there was a long line of prison cars in the back, and the leaders of the rebel army in the prison cars were all unkempt.

Especially Ming Wang Changli who was the leader, that extremely tall and strong man was like an eggplant beaten by frost, with his head downcast, his face was ashen ashes.

"After all, it is the pioneer of the king!"

As far as Zhang Jian looked, he could see that the Qianlong fate lingering in the depths of the Xiaoming King's face had been broken.

All of its dragon tendons were pulled out, its fate was broken, and purple and blue rays of light flowed from the Lingtai.

In addition to King Ming, there were many immortal cultivators from the Xuandu sect in the prison car behind, each of whom had their mana revoked, and they looked depressed at this moment.

The prison car was covered with blood stains, and it seemed that there had been bloody battles along the way.

It is even possible that these people were used as bait to catch the cultivators of the Xuandu sect.

With such thoughts in mind, Zhang Jian is not aimless. In his sensitive spiritual sense, he can faintly feel that there are many eyes all over the long street, and they are patrolling around the long street.

Looking for suspicious people.

Some figures are extremely powerful and deeply hidden.

Even he could only slightly sense the presence of wisps of air.

However, with his current spiritual perception, even if he couldn't sense it with his divine sense, he could still locate the opponent's whereabouts by virtue of his invisible intuition.

This is a kind of strange supernatural power obtained from his comprehension and the "Tai Shang Wen Wen Jing", which is almost supernatural power.

As long as you maintain the absolute rationality of being too forgetful, you will be able to gain a god-like perception and insight into opportunities.

"It's better not to watch this excitement!"

Zhang Jian glanced around. After Qi Yi and Qi Yuanwu's vanguard left, they were about to leave.

Zhang Jian also felt that those strong rebels who escaped would not be so stupid, and dared to run to Haojing to throw themselves into the trap!

But not long after he turned around and left, when he passed by an alley, his expression changed suddenly, and he heard several extremely subtle and intense panting sounds in his ears.

At first hearing, this strong breathing sound seems to be just a common respiratory disease, but when listening carefully, it sounds like the sound of death.

"Ok!"

Zhang Jian looked towards the alley for a moment, and saw that there were many people lying on the ground in the crowd in the alley. Inhuman howling out of the alley.

What's more, I saw the sound of hee-hee and rustling suddenly coming from above the ground, and black bugs like a vast ocean suddenly protruded from the ground of the houses on both sides, and came towards the prison car.

The swarm of insects was like a torrent moving towards the long street.

Zhang Jian's eyes changed, and he left immediately.

Like a gust of wind, he flashed around and disappeared without a trace. At the same time, he casually grabbed two comatose civilians. As for the civilians who were farther away, he couldn't help them.

In panic, these people were immediately overwhelmed by a huge amount of poisonous insects of various colors gushing out.

"Gu God, you are so bold!"

Seeing this scene in the void at this time, several Taoists came out with anger, and were about to cast spells to kill the poisonous insect that suddenly manifested in the rage, but they saw countless changes in the depths of the void, and a magnificent face appeared above the sky.

A ray of mysterious light surged from the sky, as if capturing the spirits of the common people, the majestic spiritual pressure fell, and even many Taoists couldn't help but knelt down on the ground.

"Ants, my Xuandu Tianzun has manifested, you should hurry up and bow down to see the Tianzun!"

And right now, Taoist Jingming was wearing a black Taoist robe. He manifested his real body on the long street, frowning and looking at the huge mask above his head, with some surprise in his eyes.

He did not expect that for a Ming Wang Chang Li, the Patriarch of Xuandu would be attracted to show up.

It's just a rebel, how can he attract a sect ancestor to come to rescue him?
Moreover, he also brought the Golden Body of Xuandu, which ranked first among the Nine Treasures of Xuandu.

But since the other party is here, it is naturally better.

(End of this chapter)