Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 385

Soon, the news of the battle in Lucheng came back to the imperial capital.

"Your Majesty, the 'Dark Guard' urgently reported that Lucheng was destroyed by the son of the former prefect. At the critical moment, Li Bai Yujian beheaded the enemy!"

"In this battle, a total of one Eternal Emperor, two Eternal Emperors, more than a dozen ordinary Emperors, and a few other strong ones!"

"However, there is no way to verify the origin of this pedestrian, but the moves used are based on the power of ancient beasts, a bit like the moves of the alien gods!"

In the imperial study room, Jia Xu respected the report and handed over the memorial with both hands, which recorded the detailed process of the battle.

Qin Wudao didn't read the memorial, but put it on the table casually, secretly shocked in his heart, one of the old blind man's prophecies has been successfully verified.

If there is no accident, the mysterious person who attacked Lucheng was the strong man of Yongsheng Pavilion.

Now, there is another prophecy that Hun Yan, the Great Elder of the Eternal Life Pavilion, will attack the Great Qin Sacred Court.

The wind outside the Great Wall is very bitter, away from the hustle and bustle, an endless ancient Great Wall, guarding the creatures behind.

"The world is boundless, and there will be a great battle!"

On the Great Wall, the old blind man was holding a cane, and a smile appeared on his ravine face.

Beside him, Guo Jia held his sword with his left hand and put his right hand behind his back. His body was tall and straight, looking at the sky in the distance, without saying a word.

"Shut up, the surroundings are calm right now, how could there be a war!"

Li Yuanba buzzed, and glared at the old blind man.

War means death!

Although he is a general, it doesn't mean he likes to fight, so the old blind man's words fell on his ears, like a curse.

The old blind man stroked his gray beard and did not refute.

"someone is coming!"

The atmosphere of silence didn't last long, Guo Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and shot out two sword lights, piercing the void.

Tens of thousands of miles away, a black-robed man shuttled through the void, moving like a ghost, very fast.

"Has it been discovered?"

Hun Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at Guo Jia across the vast sky, showed a sneer, and suddenly accelerated his speed, smashing into a large void.

In the next breath, the sky beyond the Great Wall suddenly turned black.

The two black chains, carrying a blood-red murderous aura, were like two black-red giant dragons colliding towards the Great Wall.

"You are right!"

Guo Jia turned his head, said something to the old blind man, and flew out of the Great Wall, with a golden light shining above his head, condensing an ancient book, illuminating half of the sky.

Immediately, the mighty spirit of writing broke through the body, forming a sea of ​​writing, and the waves were turbulent. It was a gorgeous vocabulary composed of countless words.

"Confucianism, protect the world!"

With a wave of Guo Jia's hand, Wen Hai flew out the four characters of "bronze wall and iron wall", forming a shield, the rhyme of the Tao flowed, and it was indestructible.

Rumble!
The two chains fell, and a thunderous explosion sounded, destroying the time and space of thousands of miles.

The aftermath of terror spread in all directions.

The ground trembled, cracking bottomless ravines.

A hundred miles away, a majestic peak collapsed, and the gravel flew, creating a sky full of dust.

Three hundred miles away, there was a forest where countless ancient trees were uprooted, sucked into the turbulent flow of the void, and turned into a pile of ashes.

Six hundred miles away, there is a city belonging to the Zixiao Holy Land. It is very majestic and occupies a hundred miles of mountains and rivers. However, under the aftermath, it also looks very small, and the city is destroyed.

Fortunately, the Great Qin Sacred Court was protected by the Great Wall, which kept out all the aftermath and suffered no losses.

Even so, the movement of the battle between the original Great Emperor Realm powerhouses made the soldiers stationed at the Great Wall stunned and swallowed wildly.

Without the protection of the Great Wall, tens of millions of them would die in the aftermath.

"court death!"

As the soul stepped forward, a fierce light shot out from his eyes, and the chain in his hand lit up a dazzling red light, shining in the void.

The blood-red murderous aura crossed the sky, and the two chains broke through the air again, the power was several times that of before, completely blasting time and space, and the momentum was extremely huge.

"When the wind blows, the clouds fly, Vega comes back home, and the warriors guard the four directions!"

Guo Jia shouted loudly, and three lines of golden poems flew out from the sea of ​​texts, forming a hurricane that blew across the world, eclipsing everything.

In the strong wind, countless gold-armored soldiers guarded the borders of the empire and quelled the enemies of the four realms!

"kill!"

A soldier in golden armor roared, raised his sword in his hand, and led the army to charge.

In a trance, the sound of horseshoes shook the sky, and the sound of fighting resounded through the sky.

As soon as they came into contact with the chains, countless gold-armored soldiers vanished into thin air and turned into golden light all over the sky, but as soon as their front legs died, the soldiers behind them made up for them, fearless of death.

Within a radius of ten thousand li, there are countless gold dots floating densely.

Every gold dot represents a life and the belief of a warrior.

The strong wind blows, the soul returns to its hometown, and the four directions are at peace!

The black chain was broken inch by inch, and the remaining blood light shone on Hun Yu's gloomy face.

"Hold the pen, come out!"

With a wave of Guo Jia's hand, countless runes appeared in Wenhai, and a golden light burst out, turning into a magic pen, and slowly drew a circle towards Hunyan.

Confucianism and law, draw the ground as a prison!
"This is?"

Hun Yan was shocked, and suddenly felt that the void was blocked, all the power was isolated, and even the aura in the body was like a pool of stagnant water, which was difficult to drive.

With a smile on his face and a brush in his hand, Guo Jia used the heaven and the earth as paper and aura as ink to paint a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire.

Confucianism and law, mountains of swords and seas of fire!
The sky suddenly darkened, and a mountain of knives with the size of thousands of thousands was suspended, and the cold light flickered and crushed down.

The yellow sand on the ground began to change, forming a sea of ​​flames, and countless fire dragons ravaged, causing the temperature of the void to rise sharply.

"All arrows fired at once!"

"The soul is scattered!"

"Death to hell."

Guo Jia continued to paint with splashed ink, with countless arrows piercing the sky, cold light flickering, and countless mysterious powers, like the god of death approaching the sky, destroying everything.

"not good!"

Hun Yan was filled with astonishment, the hairs all over his body stood on end, a shadow of death shrouded him.

He had a hunch that if these visions were allowed to fall, he would definitely die!

"Master, please bless me!"

Hun Yan gritted his teeth, a white light appeared in his eyes, a faint power of the Great Dao shattered the power that blocked the void.

"go with!"

He blessed the power of the Great Dao on the chain, and drew it away from the surrounding visions. The supreme power forcibly split a way of life.

Rumble!
At this time, the mountain of knives fell, the sea of ​​fire rose, thousands of arrows pierced through the sky, and the underworld descended
Hun Yan didn't dare to resist, he tipped his toes, turned into a streamer, escaped from the chain-splitting path, and disappeared into the vast sky.

"Did you escape?"

With a wave of Guo Jia's hand, all the visions dissipated, leaving only a vast sea of ​​text and waves blooming.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng."

The soldiers stationed at the Great Wall shouted wildly, looking at Guo Jia with eyes full of admiration, and they will never forget the scene of picking up a pen to secure the world.

(End of this chapter)