Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 29: God knows, come to God

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Wen Ren Cang Yue didn't know Lin Xi deeply.

Before Bi Luo Ling, he didn't even consider Lin Xi as an opponent.

But after Lin Xi arrived in the Nanling province and defeated the defenders who attacked the Starfall Tomb and killed Xu Qiubai in a duel, he no longer just regarded Lin Xi as an opponent, but felt the most direct threat...destiny. Threat.

The Yunqin imperial court enshrines what Ni Henian said during the first ten years of Yunqin’s establishment, the reason why it was the best time for practitioners and the most exciting time was because there was no such thing as Dean Zhang... many Practitioners are extremely powerful, but no one can conquer the others. They are all dazzling stars, but no one can completely cover the light of others.

After Dean Zhang appeared in Zhongzhou City, this era began to end.

After Dean Zhang disappeared into the world again, he heard that Cang Yue had a vague tendency to surpass all the practitioners of the same era, and he was about to become the most dazzling star.

However, Lin Xi appeared again in Qingluan Academy.

There can be many stars in the sky, but there will never be a situation where the two most dazzling stars stand side by side at the same time.

This young man named Lin Xi, and the performance of the young people around him, has made him feel more and more threatened. This fatalistic sense of threat in his heart even exceeds the mountain of purgatory behind him. The threat of mastermind.

So he will use all available means to try to kill Lin Xi.

As long as there is a chance to hit or kill Lin Xi, he will do it.

He glanced at the Qingluan female student who was restrained, and thought that Yunqin Qianyin, who had almost let herself lose all the games, was actually a student of Qingluan who was surrounded by Lin Xi. Some fateful feeling.

As a Grand Marshal who has killed countless people and walked to his present position with countless bones, he naturally does not believe in ghosts and gods in the world, but he knows that there is such a thing as luck in the world. []

He didn't lose in Dumoue City because of luck.

Now, it's time for him to see his luck again.

When his gaze left the Qingluan female student, he crushed the earthen jar beside him, took three broken tiles out of it, and put it in his general helmet. Shake it like a dice, then reached in and squeezed out a slice.

During this whole process, originally from his perception, even if he didn’t look at it, he could clearly perceive every beat of the three broken tiles inside the helmet, and judge that the three broken tiles finally landed on where.

But he didn't feel it, just like an ordinary person, purely looking at luck, he took out a piece of it.

The best way to make it impossible for the adversary to know his intentions is this. Even oneself is lucky to find a place to go.

The rest of the people don’t know the meaning of these three tiles of different sizes in Wenren Cangyue’s mind at this time, but Wenren Cangyue knows very well that the largest tile represents the tomb of falling stars. The smallest one represents Shaohua Mausoleum, and the middle one represents Dongjing Mausoleum.

So for the entire battle between Yunqin and Da Mang, the most crucial thing is which tomb city he will eventually appear in. At this moment, only God knows, only he himself.

When many Yunqin people in Nanling province shed blood and sacrificed for their country, they stood up.

In many places in Yunqin, there are also many people who are rushing for this battle.

Let's go.

The extremely tired An Keyi walked into the woodland behind an uninhabited temple, and nodded to a lecturer from the Black Robe Academy who was waiting next to the Shenmu Feihe, and then the Shenmu Feihe, He picked her up and flew towards the next city.

Prevent the mutiny in the Tianluo and Bishui Provinces...Because Lin Xi didn’t even know the whereabouts of Nangong Weiyang and Zhantai Qiantang. If you want to deliver the news to their hands as quickly as possible, you must There is soap paste that passes through Da Texiang, so she must rely on the academy’s sacred tree, Feihe, to pass through many towns in Yunqin at the fastest speed, passing the unique words that need to be printed on the soap paste to each Da Texiang Workshop...At the same time, she will assassinate some of the enemies on the list given to her by the academy. There are some officials from Yunqin in it, there are great hidden hidden, and of course there are also powerful practitioners. [~]

So although she is not in Nanling province, in fact, like many people in Qingluan College, she is doing a lot of things these days and only has very little rest time.

In a carriage, Nangong Weiyang flipped through a booklet, and looked through the contents of a piece of soap with some difficulty.

In this world, Feirong Chen is the only one who has memorized the words of Lin Xi's previous world.

Nangong Weiyang has more memory than most people, but she feels that it is very boring to spend her energy on memorizing words like this, and she thinks that no one can **** such a book from her Booklet, so she just took the booklet Lin Xi left with her.

Actually, it’s a cumbersome thing to read every time. It’s really better to just remember it. Zhantai Qiantang looked at her looking through the pamphlet and couldn't help but whispered.

It is a little troublesome. Nangong Weiyang frowned slightly, but this is essentially boring and meaningless. The key lies in why I have to work hard to memorize this set of characters that only Lin Xi knows, and why didn't I make some ghost symbols and let him remember... So I still don't want to remember.

Zhantai Qiantang couldn't help but smile.

Nangong Weiyang’s spiritual world is really beyond the understanding of ordinary people in this world.

But after smiling, his expression became serious again, how?

The decisive battle between Yun Qin and Da Mang has already begun on this day. Lin Xi’s message said that if Yunqin were defeated, the three provinces behind Nanling would have no resistance at all, and a large amount of food would have been expropriated, and the autumn harvest would not be far away. If the people were forced to flee and were displaced, they would be hungry. , Many people will die. Nangong Weiyang lowered his head and thought seriously, and said: We are going to leave. You go back to Jiajiao Mountain and settle the people we brought back. If possible, try to take some people to Nanling Province. I'll go to Nanling Province first... Lin Xi got some weapons from Wenren Cangyue. It should be too late to ship to Nanling Province, but it should be possible to transport them to those three provinces. Our people and these weapons are too late to participate in this war, but if Yunqin is defeated, we will at least have some effect in these three provinces.

Zhantai Qiantang is already very accustomed to Nangong Weiyang’s way of talking. From the few words of Nangong Weiyang, he has already understood the current situation... He had never opposed Nangong Weiyang before. But this time, he shook his head, no, instead of returning to Jiajiao Mountain, I will go to Nanling Province.

Nangong Weiyang was not angry, but looked at him like a discussion, and said simply: Why?

Although you are inferior to me about marching and fighting, you are better at dealing with gangsters, and you are more able to resist. Zhantai Qiantang looked at her, and said: And the most important point is that you are from Yunqin, the sage of Yunqin, and I am Damang... You can only bring people to the back of Nanling Province as soon as possible. Walking along the Dragon and Snake Border, it is very likely to encounter the Dragon and Snake Border Army. The Dragon Snake Frontier Army may not necessarily fight desperately with a Saint Master Yunqin who took the private army to Nanling Province, and you saved Nanshanmu. There is evidence to check... But the Yunqin Frontier Army will definitely not let one. The Damang felon took the private army to the rear of Yunqin's army. This is the most basic question of trust and principle.

Nangong Weiyang nodded, making sense.

Zhantai Qiantang looked at her and said: I will be on the road by myself, it will be faster, and maybe I can use the power of Qingluan Academy... You probably overlooked one of my identity. I am the Emperor Damang appointed by the first division.

I don't know if Wenren Cangyue will take my factors into consideration, but whether he considers it or not, I will be a variable. A wry smile appeared on Zhantai Qiantang's face: because even I didn't know if I could appear on the battlefield and face the reckless army... would it have any effect on shaking the reckless army.

Nangong Weiyang frowned deeply, and nodded again in agreement: You will indeed be a variable he can't control...only God knows the impact on this battle.

East King Tomb.

The bombing between Yunqin Armaments and Damang Army's ordnance is nearly over.

In the mausoleum, almost all the giant Yunqin catapults that stood like the sky giants are still intact, and the small catapults of the Great Mang army have been completely destroyed.

Under the wreckage of the catapult and the huge boulder thrown by the Yunqin catapult, red blood is still faintly flowing out like an earthworm.

At the expense of hundreds of catapults and the lives of thousands of Sergeant Damang, the Damang army has knocked out more than ten gaps in the walls of Dongjingling, making the Dongjingling’s The city wall is like being gnawed here and there.

A drizzle of rain began to float in the sky, and it was more than an hour before dark. However, the reckless army still did not aggressively attack the city. It was still waiting.

In the mausoleum, all the Yunqin giant catapults stopped, but there were not a large number of Yunqin soldiers appearing behind the broken walls to block...During the passage of time, the entire Dongjing Mausoleum inside and outside became terribly silent .

Suddenly, on the tallest turret on the wall, a watchman raised his head fiercely. He saw that a yellow stream of light penetrated between the black clouds and the fine rain above his head. It's like a meteor.

With the help of a large brass eagle eye, he quickly saw that this was a wooden crane flying in the air.

He felt the shock first.

Next, when he saw the black robe on the cultivator near the head of the crane, he was immediately excited...and then, when he saw the three people behind Shenmu Feihe, he saw two of them carrying Wooden box, when he saw the red high priest's robe on one of them, he suddenly realized something. His mouth opened. Lin... he couldn't help but wanted to make a shout, but he immediately held it back abruptly.

Under the semaphore issued by him desperately waving several small flags, a general Yunqin in the city looked up at the sky in the rain, respectfully and excitedly waiting for the coming of God. V