Li Yan's mood is a bit complicated.
In fact, he understands Yang Chenghua's troubles.
Carrying the title of reincarnation of Erlang, he came to this world and was destined to be extraordinary from the beginning.
Just after the full moon, the Yang family suffered a disaster.
When I was young, I kept my name anonymously.
After adulthood, he wandered in the world.
Although Yang Chenghua didn't say anything, from his few words, Li Yan knew that the other party had also tried to abandon his identity as Erlang and integrate into this world.
But after all, we are still spectators in the world of mortals.
Therefore, Yang Chenghua subconsciously rejects becoming Erlang.
It wasn't until now that I fully accepted it.
When he met Ming Shanzi outside the city, he called himself Yang Jian.
Although the story of <Investiture of the Gods> has been written and widely circulated, its history is far inferior to the real Erlang.
Before that, there were Li Erlang, Yang Erlang.
Called by a new name,
Maybe it means the other person wants a new start.
From then on, there was only Yang Jian and no more Yang Chenghua...
Thinking of this, Li Yan cheered up again.
Although Erlang is outside the crowd, to a certain extent, he is the core of this incident.
The starting point of many things is the cause and effect between him and Jiang God Great Lord.
With his strength, he will definitely be able to force those monsters out!
The fact was just as he expected.
Outside the palace Chengyun Gate, the black fog slowly dissipated, and all the soldiers regained consciousness and looked at the man in the center of the square.
Gululu~
Situ Qian's head rolled to the city gate.
The fear in his eyes has not dissipated yet.
Erlang, on the other hand, pushed Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear horizontally, took off the wine gourd from his waist with his backhand, and drank a few sips.
With a smooth swipe of his hand, the beard all over his face fell off, revealing his jade face and facial features. He was really handsome and handsome.
In particular, the Gang Qi between the eyebrows condensed and shone slightly.
It's as if there are an extra eye out of thin air...
This posture is all too familiar to people in Shu.
"Manifest Saint True Lord!"
"It's Manifest Saint True Lord descending to earth!"
Some soldiers stared in disbelief.
There were also many people who knelt down and knelt down to worship.
In the originally chaotic battlefield, no one dared to use weapons anymore.
At this moment, there was silence both above and below the city.
Even those evil cultivators in the southwest have faces full of fear.
"He's a fake!"
Black Sect Lama Duo Ji Zha Xi saw something bad and shouted angrily at the side, "Are you all stupid? There is no Erlang in the world. Come on, beat him to death!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tugged on his collar. The wide black monk's robe was immediately torn off, revealing his body covered with tattoos.
The inner side of the black monk's robe is actually painted with Shitilavana.
He fluttered his monk's robe, pinched the Dharma seal with his hand and recited the mantra.
In an instant, another line of black mist rose from the ground, circling up and down, and screams were heard from men and women.
"Evil Creature!"
Erlang stared and looked upward.
When Duo Ji Zha Xi, who was reciting a spell, saw his gaze, he felt his whole body tremble, his mind was shocked, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the spell stopped.
"Get out of the way!"
Blood Nuo Master next to him noticed something was wrong and wanted to push him.
However, it's already too late.
I saw Erlang below, suddenly took off Silver Bow Golden Pellet from my waist, and pulled it sharply upward.
Bang!
Before anyone could react, the head of the old black sect monk Duo Ji Zha Xi exploded instantly, with red and white splattering everywhere.
Old Devil, who had been in power for many years, was actually beaten to death with one move.
Not to mention other evil cultivators, even Blood Nuo Master felt numb and suddenly lowered his body and hid behind the city wall.
"Quick, attack with firearms!"
He looked ferocious and gave orders loudly.
Of course he knew the identity of Yang Chenghua. He was even involved in the Yang family's disaster.
But I didn't expect it to be so ferocious.
In other people's eyes, it was just Erlang shooting a golden pill, but in his perception, it was the terrifying power of incense, wrapped in Gang Qi, which directly beat Black Sect Lama's soul away.
This kind of technique was completely beyond his understanding.
Using firearms may be the best way.
However, no one responded below.
Even those Shu King Residence soldiers who came to support were still in shock and confusion. Just as someone was about to raise his gun, he was held down by someone next to him.
Manifest Saint True Lord is Lord of Sichuan.
As a person from Shu, I have been worshiping since I was a child, how can I dare to be so presumptuous?
The first person to react was Sha LiFei.
He rolled his eyes, suddenly pulled out Guanshan Knife, and shouted, "Lord of Sichuan is here to attack Evil Creature. If you don't turn back, follow us to attack Evil Creature!"
"Kill!"
Zhao Xianda also came to his senses and waved his sword to give the order.
"Kill!"
Magnificent shouts resounded through King of Shu Palace.
The morale of Chongqing Garrison's soldiers was greatly boosted.
The soldiers on the Shu King Residence side were hesitant.
Suddenly, the situation on the field was completely reversed.
The soldiers of Chongqing Prefecture charged towards Chengyun Gate.
The city wall here is far not as high as the outer layer Xiao Wall, but the back of the city gate has long been blocked with sand and stones piled up with sacks.
Boom! Boom!
The soldiers lifted up the knocking wood, and dust fell from the city gate.
However, it has always been difficult to resist.
The demons on the city wall were afraid of the Erlang below, and no one dared to take action, or even dare to show their heads.
"Wu Ba, open the door!"
Sha LiFei saw this and quickly said hello.
He knew that this opportunity was once in a lifetime.
As long as he rushes outside Hall of Inherited Fortune and destroys the altar, the demon Lu Sheng's plan will be shattered.
"Hmm."
Wu Ba groaned and picked up Tiger Lord Cannon.
Things outside the city have also been reported to the city.
"Prince, what should I do?"
The leader of Black Feather Guard asked.
The news from my subordinates is really shocking.
Erlang Zhenjun all appeared!
At this moment, he was a little confused.
"What's the rush?"
"King of Shu" calmly took a sip of tea and looked at the sky.
At this moment, as Situ Qian was beheaded and Netherworld Stage collapsed, the red lights all over the city had lost their effect, the spells were suspended, and the crazy people on the street fell to the ground and fainted.
Those red lights also went out one by one.
Without the red light, the sky shrouded in thick fog became darker and deeper, with huge black shadows tumbling between the flashes of lightning.
Lu Sheng naturally saw this scene.
But he was not anxious. Instead, he looked at the sky eagerly, as if waiting for something to appear.
Li Wenyuan next to him is also looking at the sky.
Unlike Lu Sheng, his eyes were full of fear at this moment.
He came from the Great Luo Dharma Realm, and he knew better what kind of existence Marshal Wen was. He covered his whole body and did not dare to reveal a trace.
Hearing the appearance of Erlang, he immediately took out the cloth bag from his arms.
After opening it, it was Bronze Nuo Mask inside.
"Lang Wu."
Li Wenyuan looked at Nuo Mian and suddenly spoke.
"My subordinate is here."
Dragon Worship Sect master Lang Wu quickly handed over his hand.
At this moment, he was already a little dissatisfied with Li Wenyuan, but he did not dare to resist. After all, the other party knew all his weaknesses.
Li Wenyuan looked at Nuo and shook his head:
"You shouldn't use this."
Lang Wu felt a shiver in his heart and quickly explained, "My God, please forgive me. The situation was urgent and my subordinate was almost discovered..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly had a splitting headache.
"Ah~"
Lang Wu screamed, covered his head and rolled to the ground.
His feeling was correct. Li Wenyuan seemed to regard him as a confidant, but never took him seriously.
At that time, Ba Mountain Earth Dragon Turning Over, Li Wenyuan borrowed the charm of Jiang God Great Lord, and a wisp of fairy soul descended, bewitching Lang Wu to become his subordinate.
At that time, Li Wenyuan did not have a physical body, but was possessed by Lang Wu. Both parties shared the same body. It was not until Lang Wu entered Shitilavana's practice and helped him find a physical body that the two parties were completely separated.
It was also at that time that Li Wenyuan had already used some tricks to secretly cast a spell in Lang Wu Divine Soul.
This matter was done extremely secretly.
Until now, Li Wenyuan has activated the spell.
"You... are ungrateful..."
Lang Wu felt as if a red iron cone had been inserted into his head. It was painful and cracked, and he could not concentrate on using spells at all.
But before he finished speaking, he felt a dull expression on his face.
But it was Li Wenyuan who had put a Nuo noodle on his face.
Lang Wu was in pain, and his whole body suddenly froze.
Only then did he understand what Li Wenyuan said.
Perhaps it was because he had used Nuo noodles before. As soon as this Ancient Shu Kingdom artifact came into contact, there was blood Evil Omen Qi, which turned into red threads and firmly adhered to his face.
And Lang Wu stopped struggling and remained motionless.
The vertical eyes on Bronze Nuo Mask glowed slightly red, Evil Omen Qi poured in, and Yin Energy's body turned into black mist.
Evil Omen Qi is the strange energy of heaven and earth.
Even if people like Situ Qian can use it in small amounts to enhance the power of the spell, there will still be great hidden dangers.
Anyone who absorbs it in large quantities will become evil.
Lang Wu is no exception.
But he did not go crazy and attack others. Instead, he was attracted by something and looked at the Chengyun Gate palace wall.
Whoosh!
He flashed his body, roared out, got down on all fours, ran as fast as a beast, climbed up the wall, and jumped out.
No matter Li Wenyuan or Lu Sheng, it is not surprising.
Lu Sheng laughed dumbly, "Although the power of incense is not small, the more you absorb, the more affected you will be."
"Fellow Daoist, is there anyone who has been harmed by this?"
What he said was, of course, Great Luo Dharma Realm.
Li Wenyuan pretended not to hear, and changed the subject. "This is an old thing from the previous generation Lord of Sichuan. Li Bing has used it. Erlang will definitely be attracted to it, but after all, it is a dead thing and cannot stop it for long."
"As soon as we take the lead, the one in the sky will probably come down."
Lu Sheng looked at the sky and murmured:
"Don't worry, it's coming soon..."
Whoosh!
Outside the palace wall, a black shadow jumped down.
Yin Wind roared with biting coldness.
Along the way, the soldiers were swept by black shadows. They all stiffened and trembled, and their eyes gradually became dark.
At that time, Qingyang Palace and Lang Wu relied on Nuo Mian to make many Daoists become possessed. At this time, they were completely controlled by Nuo Mian and became even more unscrupulous.
The possessed sergeants seemed to have received a unified order. They all turned around, raised their muskets, and pulled the trigger on Erlang.
Erlang saw this and rubbed his left foot to the side.
Bang bang bang!
For a moment, dense fire exploded.
But Erlang, who was standing there, was not shot, but was hit flickeringly, as if it was just a light and shadow.
What a brilliant illusion!
Six Idlers of the Bamboo Grove and others were shocked when they saw it.
They have extraordinary eyesight and can see more clearly.
Erlang That foot seems to be slightly raised, but in fact it has already taken a strong step. The real body is in another direction, disappearing, leaving a shadow.
What those soldiers were attacking was all an illusion.
His behavior is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace behind.
This brilliant technique is beyond comprehension.
Even a monk with profound knowledge cannot do it. Only Erlang can do it easily with the help of massive Incense Qi.
Of course, they were not idle either.
Yue SanEr pulled up Erhu, the sound was desolate and sad.
Wang Dao Xuan also stepped on the steps and shook Soul Calming Bell.
They wanted to use spells to awaken the possessed soldiers.
As for Erlang, attention is on Lang Wu.
I saw the opponent wearing a Nuo mask on his head, with a pair of vertical eyes flashing with blood. He was not affected by the illusion at all and rushed towards him directly.
Erlang narrowed his eyes slightly and pulled Silver Bow Golden Pellet.
At this moment, his Yang Chenghua memory occupies a small part, so he naturally knows that this Nuo noodle is specially designed to deal with him.
No matter what, don't let it get close.
Just kill him with one pellet.
But at this moment, the bronze gong-faced Zongmu suddenly glowed with blood, as if all the power was bursting out in an instant.
Erlang's eyes suddenly flickered with light and shadow.
It was on the cliff of Kuimen. Countless figures flickered, torches burned scorch marks on the rock wall, and the mighty tribal king roared:
"Chisel!"
Kuimen cracked and the river surged...
Click!
Mulberry trees sprout at lightning strikes.
It was the same monarch who untied his bun, carefully placed the white larvae on the leaves, and listened to the sound of nibbling away at the leaves.
"Shi Zhe, Tuni!"
The huge turtle corpse floated to Piyi, and the stone cow sank into the Tuojiang River. Under the leadership of another king, the unknown warriors split open the Sichuan Road, and nailed the Minjiang dragon bones to the Dragon Spring Mountain vein...
"Tie the dragon!"
Scenes of light and shadow are lingering, accompanied by Shu Witch Ritual sobs, Sichuan Road copper bells shaking, and the sound of bronze chimes echoing...
Can Cong and Yu Fu, the founding of the country was at a loss.
They overcame all obstacles and came up with the first generation Lord of Sichuan.
Erlang is now Lord of Sichuan. Isn't it the same lineage?
At this moment, the power of incense continues.
In the horrified eyes of the people nearby, Erlang actually ripped off the Bronze Nuo Mask from Lang Wu's face and put it on his own face.
"He... what does he want to do?!"
On the roof of the Number One Scholar Pavilion outside the city, Female Taoist Lan Chenzi exclaimed in surprise.
Qingcheng Sect Everyone already knows the identity of Yang Chenghua, and they are confident that they even place their hopes on him.
After all, this is Lord of Sichuan.
But the situation inside shocked them inexplicably.
Li Yan is also confused.
He had already warned him, so why did he still fall into the trap?
Fortunately, information continues to come in.
After Erlang put on the Nuo mask, he did not lose control, but stood still in place. Bronze Nuo Mask's brows were condensed with energy, which seemed to be erasing those Evil Omen Qi...
Regardless of the situation, Erlang has temporarily lost its combat effectiveness.
The battle in front of Chengyun Gate is still going on.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and Wu Ba stumbled back.
Chengyun Gate The palace door was directly blasted open with a hole.
"Kill!"
Several Qianhu roared and led their soldiers in.
In the square in front of Hall of Inherited Fortune, there are hundreds of people, all of whom are directly subordinate to King of Shu and Black Feather Guard. They don't care about Manifest Saint True Lord, they set up a formation and keep shooting with Divine Firearm.
Boom boom boom!
Fire spread everywhere, and most of the sergeants who rushed in were killed or injured immediately.
With the power of New Style Firearm and the favorable location, these hundreds of Black Feather Guard actually blocked the soldiers of the guard station.
The fighting here is lively, but inside the Altar of the God of Earth and Grain Palace King of Shu, there is a dead silence.
"Don't! Don't!"
Fifth Prince was tied up with chains by two people, and they watched helplessly as Princess Consort was burned with firewood in front of the clan tablet.
"No!"
Amid the screams, Xiao Jinghong's eyes shed tears of blood.
Click!
The King of Shu ancestral tablets and the mountains and rivers tablets were all broken into pieces. Incense Qi was extracted and headed towards the Zhao Jie altar.
"Open!"
The disheveled Zhao Jie suddenly raised his compass high and pointed his sword in the air.
At this moment, everyone trembled in their hearts and looked into the sky.
But the lightning flashed, and the dark shadow of the palace appeared again.
Rumble!
The downpour fell suddenly.
Bronze Flower Basket, which is possessed by Dragon Girl, trembles slightly.
Wang Dao Xuan looked at the flower basket and then looked at the sky.
"Dragon Palace Water Mansion appears..."