I Just Became An Immortal, My Descendants Beg Me To Come Out of the Mountain

Three days later, noon was approaching.

It was August, and the scorching sun was on the horizon. The ten miles of wasteland between the two armies was scorching, and the space was slightly twisted.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

War drums sounded from the Northern Zhou barracks, and the sound of the drums became more and more rapid. Tens of thousands of troops stood up together, like waves rising, stretching for hundreds of miles, and it was extremely spectacular.

On a huge wooden chariot, Meng Xuan of Tongwu Valley stood with his hands behind his waist, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance.

Looking around, a large number of chariots were distributed in the army of the Nine Dynasties, and there were all kinds of war equipment. The tens of thousands of troops fighting alone stretched for dozens of miles, and the grain transport army in the rear stretched to the end of the wasteland.

Countless cavalry teams were waiting in the front row of the army, and countless heavily armored soldiers were waiting behind the cavalry.

When the drums of the Nine Dynasties army sounded, the Dajing army had already been waiting.

Jiang Yu was also standing on the chariot so that he could easily see the entire battlefield. He was dispatching troops to line up his troops so as not to be scattered by the enemy's torrent. Compared with, it seems vulnerable.

Arakawa, Ling Xiao and the disciples of Long Qi Guan stood together. They were extremely nervous. Facing an army of tens of thousands, who wouldn't be afraid?

"Will the priest really come?"

"It should be. Isn't it rumored that the Taoist priest is coming?"

"I worry that this is just a statement from above to stabilize the morale of the army."

"No matter what, we have no way out!"

"Damn, with so many enemies, if we charge against each other once, will we all die?"

They talked in low voices, not just them, but all armies.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and tightly held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand. Although he had traveled all over the world, this was his first time on the battlefield.

Arakawa noticed his nervousness, but there was no comfort, because he was also very nervous, which was much more exaggerated than the Shuzhou battlefield, and the pressure was unspeakable.

In the distance, Li Min was comforting his subordinates. He came here under Jiang Changsheng's order. He brought a thousand people with him, most of them were knight-errants.

This time, Li Min was determined to make the God-killing Demon Saber famous all over the world. Jiang Changsheng said, let him perform well and seek an official position for him after defeating the enemy army, instead of wandering in the market.

Zhang Tianren also stood in front of his army. He kept adjusting his mentality. Although he had been fighting in his life, it was the first time he faced such a large-scale war. Apart from pressure, he was more passionate.

Even if the country is defeated and the country is destroyed, there will be no regrets in this life!

A figure suddenly jumped out of the Dajing barracks and landed on the wilderness hundreds of feet ahead, facing the tens of thousands of troops alone.

It was peace, he smashed the huge double hammers to the ground, he sat on one of the giant hammers, and waited for the big battle to come, he leaned his hands on his knees, tilted his head and looked at the army of the nine dynasties, his His eyes were as ferocious as a wild beast, his panting became more and more rapid, and all the muscles in his body were shaking.

He can't wait to go to war!

The appearance of Ping An also reassured many soldiers. Most of them have seen Ping An's fierceness. This is the strongest general in Dajing.

The martial arts people asked who that person was, and when they learned of the name of Ping'an, they suddenly realized, and their eyes were full of admiration.

Although Ping An is stupid, but his life is too brilliant, and as a great man, everyone admires him.

It is said that today's emperors can succeed in ascending the throne, one depends on the Immortal Master of Longevity, and the other depends on Ping An's fierce general. Among all Jiang Ziyu's military exploits, Ping An is the fierce general who rushed to the forefront, going forward indomitably!

Time passed by every minute and every second.

It's noon!

The war drums of the Nine Dynasties army stopped abruptly, and the world was silent.

On the chariot, Meng Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, held up the big knife in his hand, and shouted angrily: "The whole army obeys the order, flatten the scene, conquer Sizhou, and move forward!"

This sound was like a thunderclap, thundering on the ground and shaking the battlefield.

"kill--"

Thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, the ground trembled violently, and the army of the Nine Dynasties swept towards the Dajing camp like a torrent of terror. This torrent was slow, but it made people desperate.

The officers and soldiers in the front row are all discolored. Tens of thousands of people stationed are already shocking, and shouting in unison and moving forward together is even more frustrating.

The horses of the Dajing cavalry were all frightened, raised their hooves and neighed, restless, but fortunately they were appeased in time.

The cavalry of the Nine Dynasties is in the front, hundreds of thousands of people, and the infantry and chariots are behind. The speed is not fast, but the rhythm is full of oppression.

Dajing soldiers were all sweating profusely and swallowed.

Many people's hands holding weapons were shaking.

Rao even Jiang Yu felt his scalp tingling, he silently prayed in his heart: "Brother Changsheng, you must come..."

After a stick of incense, the army of the Nine Dynasties was less than three miles away from the Dajing, and all the soldiers of the Dajing were already sweating profusely.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of cavalry from the Nine Dynasties suddenly accelerated.

"kill--"

A general from Tiangang raised Fang Tian's painted halberd and roared, and hundreds of thousands of cavalry roared.

"kill--"

Hundreds of thousands of cavalry charged at full speed, with terrifying power, the ground trembled more violently, and the legs of the Dajing soldiers trembled.

Cavalry, the nightmare on the battlefield!

One dynasty can produce 200,000 cavalry, and it is already the overlord. The generals and soldiers of Dajing have never seen so many cavalry, at least 500,000, or even more. enemy.

The cavalry charged, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, unstoppable!

The distance is getting closer!

When the distance between the two sides was less than two miles, Ping An stood up, holding a giant hammer in one hand, holding up the double hammers, and roaring angrily.

"Roar--"

This roar actually overwhelmed the shouts of hundreds of thousands of cavalry, it was King Kong Howl!

Facing tens of thousands of enemy troops alone, there is nothing to be afraid of, and only one battle is required!

The Overlord of the World!

The peace at this moment turned into a god of war in the eyes of all the soldiers of Dajing, and the fear in the hearts of the soldiers of Dajing suddenly disappeared.

With a ferocious face and a ferocious smile, Ping An hit each other with two hammers, screaming excitedly, waiting for the enemy to approach.

The cavalry who charged ahead were frightened by his courage, but they did not slow down. They were also full of confidence because there were tens of thousands of comrades behind them.

The distance between the two sides shortened rapidly!

Fifty feet!

Thirty feet!

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and when everyone looked up, they all opened their mouths wide, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"how is this possible……"

General Tian Gang, who was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, had a hellish expression on his face, his eyeballs trembled, and there was a look of despair.

I saw a huge purple palm shadow crushing through the sea of ​​clouds and hitting down like Mount Tai. The size of the purple palm shadow was incalculable, hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen could feel the darkness of the world.

Meng Xuan on the chariot took two steps forward, dumbfounded.

"Jin... Jin...he's here!"

Meng Xuan said tremblingly, tightly holding the big knife in his hand.

Boom!

The purple palm shadow slammed down, kicked up billows of dust, and drowned hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen. The tens of thousands of troops behind them stopped, and the strong wind mixed with sand and dust roared in all directions. Whether it was the army of the Nine Dynasties or the generals of the great scene, they raised their hands to cover their eyes.

Ping An was also submerged in dust. From a distance, it looked as if a dust storm had protruded, flying hundreds of feet high, sweeping across the world.

The wind was howling, and Jiang Yu standing on the chariot felt relieved. There was dust in all directions, making him unable to see things, but he knew that the man was coming.

Xu Tianji, Arakawa, Zong Tianwu, Ling Xiao, Zhang Tianren, etc., many people who knew that Immortal Master Changsheng was coming were all excited.

"What was that just now?"

"It's such a terrifying palm image, what kind of skill is it to have such a domineering power!"

"Who is coming? The enemy, or the friendly army?"

"It must be a friendly army. That palm was aimed at the enemy army. My God, I felt like the sky was falling just now!"

"Yeah, the innocence has collapsed, how big is that palm, it feels like a mountain!"

The officers and men of Dajing discussed excitedly, and the generals shouted one after another, telling them to stand up for battle and not relax.

A figure descended from the sky, passed through the billowing dust and landed in front of Ping An.

Sensing the figure beside him, Ping An subconsciously raised the giant hammer and swung it away.

boom!

Ping An was moved, but his sledgehammer was actually blocked by the opponent's finger, and his face became more ferocious.

"Don't make trouble."

When a familiar voice came, he froze for a moment, and his ferocious expression instantly turned into a silly smile.

"Master...Master..."

Pingan exclaimed excitedly, a gust of wind blew up, scattered the dust around, and Jiang Changsheng's figure appeared.

Jiang Changsheng was wearing a gown of Chen Tiangong's big feathers, a Taihang sword on his waist, and a unicorn whisk in his hand, waving the breeze to disperse the dust on the battlefield.

Soon, the battlefield was revealed, and everyone looked at it with expressions of fear and horror.

In front of Jiang Changsheng and Jiang Changsheng, the ground was full of flesh and blood, including horse corpses and human corpses, all of which had been crushed into a pulp, mixed with stumps, covering a radius of several miles.

A huge palm print appeared, with a width of two hundred feet and a length of nearly three hundred feet, but it was not very deep. There were also many corpses around the edge of the palm print, forming a purgatory zone.

This scene shocked the eyes and hearts of everyone on both sides.

This palm killed at least tens of thousands of cavalry!

Those cavalrymen who were almost killed by the shock froze in place, staring blankly at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of them.

"Master!"

Arakawa roared excitedly, and the disciples of Longqiguan cheered, and the Dajing camp suddenly exploded.

"Is it the Immortal Master of Longqi Temple?"

"Hiss—what kind of palm technique is this!"

"It's too scary. Is this the unique skill of Long Qi Temple? It's worthy of being a holy place of martial arts!"

"The god of war is here! It's the god of martial arts! Myths of the martial arts world!"

"Hahahaha, we are saved!"

"Is this the power that warriors can achieve? The gods and men I have seen on the battlefield are far from being so strong!"

Thousands of soldiers in Dajing are clamoring, and the noise is about to shake the sky.

They were so excited that they almost fainted, and they were all ready to die, but they didn't expect the Immortal Master of Longevity to descend from the sky, interrupting the battlefield with a palm!

Such mighty power they will never forget in their lifetime!

Unforgettable!

The soldiers of the Nine Dynasties Army were all pale and trembling, and some even dropped their weapons on the ground.

what did they see

Are you a human?

Jiang Changsheng looked ahead, and saw figures rising from behind the Nine Dynasties army, all of them gods and men.

Eight Gods!

Not those fake gods who burn their lives in the Mahayana Dragon Tower, but genuine gods, all of them are powerful, and they set off terrifying winds all over their bodies.

Meng Xuan was also among them, with a gloomy face, staring at Jiang Changsheng firmly.

Although they were aware of the Golden Body Realm, they had never seen a Golden Body Realm attack. Jiang Changsheng's attack today shocked them.

This is a martial art that can only be displayed with such skill!

Meng Xuan shouted loudly: "Senior Dongfang please take action!"

His voice echoed under the sky, and he understood that if Jiang Changsheng was not restrained and allowed to slaughter the battlefield, it would be over.