Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 19
After leaving Qingluan Dou Que, Ao Bing rode the clouds and mist back to the East China Sea.

When I arrived, I was in a hurry because I was thinking about the rain.

On the way back, I was not busy with business, but had a lot of leisure time, watching the mountains and rivers, it was so refreshing.

However, he was happy and happy, and every time he thought of Princess Longji, he couldn't help but wonder:
Fairy Yunhua is obviously fine, why is she about to die?

Could it be that Her Royal Highness the Princess made a miscalculation again?

Just when he was hesitating, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit him, making his hair freeze in shock.

The Yin and Yang swords on his waist suddenly trembled, and he also felt murderous intent.

Ao Bing raised his head and looked around.

To the southwest, a group of dark clouds covered the sky and covered the earth, covering all directions, one after another.

Inside, there are flags fluttering, swords and halberds standing everywhere, golden bells and iron drums, which are as loud as thunder.

He is majestic, high-spirited, and mighty like a divine soldier or a heavenly general.

A rough estimate is that there are at least 5 to [-] people.

And look at the flag, it says: "Fengtian to fight against thieves, General Shenwu."

They are clearly people from heaven.

"Okay, I was just feeling bored, but I didn't expect there would be something good to watch right away!"

Maybe Chinese people have the habit of watching the excitement.

Ao Bing is no exception.

He rubbed his hands excitedly, turned around, and hurriedly followed the clouds.

The two parties went one behind the other, soaring through the clouds and mist, and soon reached a high mountain.

But I saw towering mountain peaks reaching into the sky, steep ridges and cliffs, and deep ravines. It was a majestic and wonderful scene.

When he was far away, he heard shouts of killing one after another.

They were either frightened or angry, mixed with bursts of roaring.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill the rebels! Fight to the death and never retreat!!"

The crazy roar shook the sky and the surrounding areas, making those who heard it frightened and those who saw it trembling.

When Ao Bing got closer, he felt that the evil spirit was filling the air, the yellow wind was rolling, and the sky and the earth were so dark that there was no trace of brilliance.

The [-] to [-] divine soldiers and generals arrived at the scene. Without any nonsense, they directly charged into the battlefield with guns and swords.

He watched silently, becoming more and more curious, and thought to himself:

'What kind of demon is this that can fight fiercely with tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, and even fight so hard that heaven sends reinforcements continuously?

Could it be another Sun Wukong? '

He was also a martial artist throughout his life, so it was inevitable that he would be happy to see the hunter, and wanted to catch a glimpse of his style.

I couldn't help but move closer, ready to take a closer look.

I saw chaos on the battlefield.

Countless magic soldiers wearing armor, holding spears, halberds, swords, and sticks surrounded a young man in the middle.

There are many people outside, riding curved bows, hard crossbows, thunder cannons, and rockets, and they all look fierce.

The young man looked ferocious, transformed into three heads and six arms, holding three divine axes, blocking all directions.

When he faced off against thousands of troops alone, he not only showed no sign of cowardice, but instead danced his ax like a butterfly through a flower, with extraordinary splendor.

Ding ding bang bang, thousands of blades are applied to the body.

The young man was not injured at all, but he was killed by heavenly soldiers and generals.

At that time, a red-robed general rushed out of the heavenly formation, riding a maroon Pegasus, wielding his sword and shouting:

"Yang Jian, don't be so arrogant, I'm here!"

After drinking, he rode his horse, raised his sword, and rushed towards the young man, using his horse power to strike down with his sword.

clang--

Gold and iron collided, creating a thunderous bang.

Yang Jian resisted the sword, turned around, and the light of the ax flashed past.

In an instant,
The red-robed warrior, including his man and his horse, was chopped down by him and fell to the ground. It seemed that he would not survive.

Only then did Ao Bing realize that that person was actually the famous Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun.

Erlangshen——Yang Jian.

It is said that he was taught by Master Yuding from Chan Chan and mastered the "Eight-nine Mysterious Skills", which allowed him to change in the wind and make his body immortal.

When he succeeds, he can use the mountain ax to split the peach mountain and save his mother.

And his mother is none other than Fairy Yunhua, the sister of God Haotian and the aunt of Princess Longji.

"Well, I actually caught up with the live broadcast of Yang Jian's ax chopping the peach mountain."

He chuckled and hurriedly concealed himself, hiding in the clouds and mist to observe secretly.But seeing Yang Jian kill a general, his fierce power was not reduced. He held the mountain god ax and struck out a beam of ax again.

The divine ax was originally used by Dayu to open up mountains and rivers when he was controlling floods.

Even Mount Tai and the Five Mountains cannot withstand its attack.

Once it is used at this moment, it is simply unpredictable.

The light flew out, and thousands of horses and thousands of troops were like sickles cutting wheat, cutting down a large area.

In the thick rolling clouds, blood rained down on the earth.

Countless corpses fell from the sky like hailstones, and piles of corpses were scattered everywhere in the mountains and valleys.

Ao Bing's eyes widened and he was almost stunned.

Although his yin and yang swords can cut down demons like vegetables, they are somewhat dwarfed by the Mountain God Axe.

Not an order of magnitude at all.

In addition, with the eighty-nine mystical skills and changes in the wind, if Yang Jian said he would kill him in heaven, no one would dare to stop him.

really.

The opponent struck out with an axe, but he was still not satisfied.

He actually summoned up a huge amount of supernatural power and continued to chop left and right, swinging the ax several times.

No one among the tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, including the troops who had just arrived for support, could stop him.

He killed most of them in an instant.

Even the two ax beams continued unabated, striking all the way to the ground, splitting two holes dozens of kilometers long in the mountain range.

"My dear, aren't you going to withdraw?"

Ao Bing swallowed and looked at the heavenly soldiers and generals who were still preparing to resist.

to be frank.

With the fight reaching this level, the generals have tried their best.

Although the Heavenly Army is brave, it is okay to play low-end games.Once you encounter a high-end game, you simply cannot cope with the situation.

No wonder God Haotian is eager to promote the canonization of gods.

There is really a shortage of experts in heaven.

Just imagine, the Three Realms are vast and boundless, and there are as many foreigners as crucian carp crossing the river.

Yang Erlang will appear today, and Sun Wukong will appear tomorrow.

In a few days, there will be the Great Sage Huntian and the Great Sage Fuhai.

How many disasters can Heaven endure without some experts to keep things under control?
You can't stand it at all.

He was speechless there, secretly sighing.

But Yang Jian had captured the heavenly soldiers and generals, and they were like mowing grass, killing them all the way from east to west.

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heaven.

Golden Palace of Clouds.

God Haotian has a ten-foot-long golden body and looks down with his wise eyes.

In just a few breaths of time, he could clearly see the scene of corpses everywhere.

For a moment, I really hated Yang Jian, my nephew, to the extreme.

Wanting to be a good emperor of heaven, the younger sister first took the lead in violating the heavenly rules and slapped her brother in the face.

He didn't even think about killing him.

Just lock the other person under the mountain, think about it for a hundred or eighty years, wait for the limelight to dissipate, and then find a reason to release him.

In this way, the face of Heavenly Court can be preserved and Fairy Yunhua can survive.

But what about this great nephew?
He is really simple-minded and well-developed limbs.

Thinking that he had learned some skills, he clamored to cut down the mountain to save his mother.

Do not know.

Your mother is eating and drinking at the foot of Peach Mountain without being disturbed by anyone. I don't know how quiet it is.

Now you are bragging like this and rashly trying to rob the prison.

Not only did he crush the face of Heaven on the ground, but he also forced me, the elder brother, to kill his own sister.

"That's all."

He sighed, speechless and lonely, knowing that there was nothing he could do to save it, so he could only say:

"Pass an order to mobilize another [-] heavenly soldiers and generals to capture Yang Jian in the lower realms!"

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