The second watch is coming, it's already 6,000 words, ask for a recommendation vote, it doesn't cost money, vote for the Taoist, now it's only a dozen, it's too little, and the Taoist strongly asks for support.

South Toad Continent, East Soil, Dufeng Mountain!

The mountains overlap, the shape is heavy, the pine boulders are set off, the clouds and smoke change, there is both bright and beautiful in the majestic, and the magic is revealed in the quiet.

Towering protrusions, the north of the stream is the pot bottle cliff, the precipice is thousands, and the cliff enters the clouds.

The clouds are swirling, white and flawless, like fairy clouds.

At the top of Dufeng Mountain, an ancient pine is upright and luxuriant, like an umbrella cover.

Under the ancient pine, the two Taoists sat opposite each other, the breeze blowing, and the hair trembled, it was the immortal man.

Smack, the black piece fell between the two fingers,

Black and white on the chessboard, the black and white have the upper hand, as the last black chess falls, the white can no longer support, the big dragon is slaughtered, and the chess game is determined.

The Taoist's hair hung down his shoulders, fluttering in the wind, his appearance was ordinary, but he was leisurely, and he opened his mouth and said softly, "Senior brother, you lost again,"

"Senior brother is wrong, senior brother is an elder, how can he not be humble," the Taoist with white sideburns and a square scarf on his head shook his head lightly, and his mouth shirked again and again.

"Senior brother, hey," the senior brother shook his head, his long hair swayed, but he was speechless, and his hand gently touched the chessboard.

The chess pieces flew up, each flying back into the jade bowl next to the chessboard.

"Playing chess is a small way, and I don't know how this big battle will go?"

"Killing together, I don't know how many people died," the senior brother quickly changed the topic, reaching out and brushing the beard hanging down from his chest. Directly sighed.

"It's just some ants, why should Senior Brother be like this. ”

"These mortals are like this weed," the junior brother said in one of his palms, which was as white as jade. Stretching out from his robe, he gently stroked a weed growing beside him, he gently folded it, the weed broke, and continued to speak, "Cut off a batch, and another batch will grow in twenty years,"

"A hundred years can be better than before,"

"The human race is the foundation of my Xuanmen, how can I ignore it. Senior Brother frowned and opened his mouth to say.

Senior brother's long hair was scattered, and half of his face was covered by the wind, he didn't answer, not wanting to cause a dispute between senior brothers, but opened his mouth to change the topic and said, "Senior brother cares about this battle, senior brother is good at the art of water mirror painting, I would like to give senior brother a look,"

"That's a great thing,"

"The way of painting by the younger brother Shui Jingsheng. I have cultivated to the seventh level, and I dare not compare with the Buddha's discerning eyes, looking up at the thirty-three heavens and looking down at the nine secluded earthly mansions. But Guanbian Dongtu is relaxed," the senior brother said with admiration.

"Wonderful brother," the senior brother smiled and held out one of his fingers. He paints in the void, and his sleeves are unfurled. Fingers flying dragon and phoenix dancing to draw the next picture.

When his fingers stopped, he drew a circle directly. Shake it, and a drop of crystal clear water was condensed by him, a little forward.

The golden light came out of the void, shining in all directions, the cyan light naturally sprinkled down, and the illusory images began to slowly emerge in the painted place.

"The Song army is mighty and majestic, there are no less than a million divisions in a hundred battles, and there is more help from the Daomen, this battle will be won, and my Dufeng faction will definitely let the white lotus bloom another petal," the senior brother looked at the blue ocean in the picture, constantly moving the weapon in his hand, shouting frantically, and his smile deepened, but the next moment, the smile was stiff.

The smile on his face slowly retreated, becoming cold, and his eyes showed a cold light.

Standing up directly, the ease on the face of the senior brother on the side disappeared, and his senior brother's posture also made him realize that something was wrong, and he also stood up and asked, "But has the white lotus changed?"

"It's the White Lotus that has changed," the senior brother nodded in acknowledgement, he looked at the scene in the air in the picture, turned his head, and looked in the direction of Chang'an City with a pair of eyes.

A golden light burst out from his eyes, insight into the world, see through the clouds, and look at qi!

The surrounding scene faded, the vanity was cracked, and a dragon pillar stood tall above Chang'an, its eyes were majestic, and the dragon qi was boiling, sweeping all directions, spreading, and spreading towards the eastern soil.

As he watched, the true dragon dragon raised his eyes, how he looked at each other.

Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and the dragon qi was devoured, making him quickly look away, retract his magical power, and gently wipe the corners of his mouth, he said in pain, "No wonder the white lotus is withered, this Tang Kingdom is still a real dragon,"

"How is it possible? Tang Guo is still a real dragon,"

"Mu Ketu, Song Xing and Tang Dynasty were destroyed, in recent decades, it has been like this, the King of Song has repeatedly broken the enemy, attacked the strong with the weak, and now it is swallowing the entire territory of the Tang Kingdom, and there is only one lonely city left in the Tang Kingdom, even if it is a real dragon, it must be broken The dragon pillar, its true line is broken, and it turns into a snake," the senior brother said in a lost voice.

"It's a real dragon indeed,"

"Careless, we've been calculated this time,"

"Looking back, the rise of King Song was full of doubts, and he had been ignored before, but now that I think about it, it is all flaws,"

"Since ancient times, the dynasty has changed, constantly changing, and it will take a thousand years at the earliest, and this Tang Kingdom has only been more than 400 years since its rise.

"Although the King of Song was born rich and noble, he was one of the princes of King Wu, but his background was mediocre, the development of the Tang Kingdom has been so far, and it took four hundred years to dominate the eastern soil, and he swallowed the eastern soil in just thirty years, it was too fast, and the luck was strong, like the son of the era,"

"Son of the Era, how is that possible?" the senior brother interjected directly, shaking his head again and again,

Now the identity of the son of the era, no one knows in heaven and earth, and no one knows.

"King Song's luck is vain, this is not a godsend at all, nor is it self-generated, but with the help of external forces, the slightest trace of black and gray qi shows that this external force is not above board, it is forced to devour other people's luck,"

One after another, he kept saying it from the mouth of the senior brother, and his face turned white with each word, and so did the junior brother beside him.

said that in the end, the two of them were even more pale and colorless, and there was no trace of blood on their faces.

"It's because there are great supernatural powers who have deceived us and others that such a catastrophe has been brewed," the senior brother said with a sigh at the end.

"What the senior brother said is very true, otherwise there are so many flaws, how can I not check it at that time, thinking that the King of Song is the hero favored by the will of heaven," the senior brother said in agreement.

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up at his senior brother and asked, "I don't know how White Lotus is?"

"This is the treasure of this sect, since the ancestor began to cultivate, until today, there is still the last petal about to bloom, and now it is withering, I don't know what the impact is?"

"Two petals have withered in a row, and I don't know if it will take tens of thousands of years to delay, it is impossible for my generation, and I can only hope for the next generation," the senior brother said bitterly.

"It's about the foundation of the sect, this time the patriarch of the heavenly court, there is no warning message, this matter is unusual, ten years later, it is the emperor Huang Zengtian opened, the Jade Emperor is merciful, open the power of the stars, and benefit the world, I plan to take advantage of this to go to the heavens, go to see the ancestor, and ask the reason?" The junior brother looked up at the sky at this time, and then the color changed,

In the distance in the direction of Chang'an, the sky was purple, and the colors of heaven, earth, and qiē were lost.

In addition to purple, it is still purple.

Flames, purple flames everywhere. 、

They are burning, they are burning, everything is burning, the fluctuation of the flames makes people frightened, they make people tremble.

Outside Chang'an City, the Eight Views Palace lamp emitted a purple flame and burned a qiē.

All the obstacles encountered were burned one after another, and no matter what they were, they all burned with purple flames burning the sky and purple fires.

An army of millions, how many,

But under the purple burning sky and purple fire, it was directly a situation of slaughter, and there was no power to resist at all.

The cyan ocean outside Chang'an City has turned into a purple ocean at this moment, a famous soldier, they were touched by purple flames, and the next moment they were directly incinerated, not even a trace of ashes remained.

This scene is more unbearable than a moth fighting a fire.

The moths were burned to death, at least burned, and there were corpses left, even burned for a while, but they were like ashes in front of them, and after touching them, they immediately dissipated.

"I surrender, I surrender, I surrender," a man in armor and a military general's outfit ran behind at the moment, calling out loudly.

But alas, no one can hear his shouts at this moment, noisy voices, constant shouting.

Ordinary soldiers, there is no power to resist at all, they died very peacefully, because it was so fast, so fast that they didn't react at all, they were already touched by the flames, directly incinerated empty, and completely died.

Only some generals had the ability to react, and they scrambled to flee behind them.

Some Daoists even slipped away early, and the speed at which the flames devoured was not fast at all.

At this moment, King Song's eyes were blood-red, and his mouth shouted unwillingly;

shouted again and again, but it was a sentence from beginning to end.

His arms were waving like a madman.

He himself was a guard, holding it firmly, and the groom steered the carriage and began to gallop.

The horse is not ordinary, there is light under the feet, and there is also light under the wheels, and it gallops directly in mid-air, as fast as lightning, and instantly rushes out of the flame-shrouded area, and runs away directly.

The flame burned, not too much, and it was completely over.

The army that was originally entrenched outside the four gates, except for some generals and Taoists, was all burned.

The dense crowd had disappeared, and the outside of Chang'an City suddenly became empty.

"The reverse Song Dynasty swallowed the Tang Kingdom, but in just a few years, although the places are flat, they are just on the surface, and in the secret, there are many people who are interested in the Tang Kingdom,"

"Please also ask the king to send troops, there will be righteous people to respond, recover the lost land, exterminate the anti-Song Dynasty, revive the Tang Dynasty, and create a prosperous era again," Yang Qifeng looked at the millions of soldiers who died outside the city, without any change in emotion, looking at the Tang King who was already stunned, and spoke calmly. (To be continued......)