Knife splashing

Chapter 607: The Lord of the River Tribulation, the Dragon Palace Appears

Li Yan's mood was somewhat complicated.

In fact, he understood Yang Chenghua's distress.

Coming into this world with the name of Erlang's reincarnation, he was destined to be extraordinary from the very beginning.

Just one month after the birth of the family, the Yang family encountered a disaster.

When he was young, he hid his real name.

After he grew up, he wandered around the world.

Although Yang Chenghua didn't say it, Li Yan knew from his few words that the other party had also tried to abandon his identity as Erlang and integrate into this world.

But after all, we are just spectators in this world.

Therefore, Yang Chenghua subconsciously rejected the idea of ​​becoming Erlang.

It wasn't until now that I fully accepted it.

When he met Mingshanzi outside the city, he called himself Yang Jian.

Although the story of "Investiture of the Gods" was written long ago and is widely circulated, its history is far inferior to the real Erlang.

Before that, there were Li Erlang and Yang Erlang.

Called by a new name,
Maybe it means that the other person wants to have a new beginning.

From then on, there was only Yang Jian, and no more Yang Chenghua...

Thinking of this, Li Yan perked up again.

Although Jilang is isolated from the crowd, he is, to some extent, the core of this incident.

The starting point of many things is the cause and effect between him and Lord Jiangshen.

With his strength, he will definitely be able to force those monsters out!

In fact, it was just as he expected.

Outside the Chengyun Gate of the Royal Palace, 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 yet dissipated.

Erlang held the three-pointed, double-edged spear horizontally, took out the wine gourd from his waist with his backhand, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

He wiped his beard away with his hand, revealing his handsome face and heroic features.

Especially between the eyebrows, the strong energy condensed and even glowed slightly.

It's like there's an extra eye out of nowhere...

The people in Shu are very familiar with this posture.

"The Holy Lord Revealed!"

"It's the Sage Master who has descended to the mortal world!"

Some soldiers' eyes widened in disbelief.

Many people also knelt down and kowtowed.

In the originally chaotic battlefield, no one dared to use weapons anymore.

At this moment, there was silence both inside and outside the city.

Even those evil cultivators from the southwest were filled with fear.

"He's a fake!"

The Black Sect Lama Dorje Tashi saw that things were not going well and shouted to those around him, "Are you all stupid? There is no Erlang in the world. Go and kill him!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the collar, and the wide black monk's robe was immediately torn off, revealing a body covered with tattoos.

Inside the black monk's robe was a painting of a cemetery.

He shook his monk's robe, made a seal with his hands and chanted a mantra.

In an instant, black mist rose from the ground, swirling up and down, and shrill cries were heard, from both men and women.

"evildoer!"

Jilang widened his eyes and looked upwards.

Doji Zhaxi, who was chanting a spell, saw his gaze and felt his whole body tremble. His mind was shocked and golden light flashed before his eyes. The spell stopped.

"Get out of the way!"

The blood-exorcist next to him sensed something was wrong and was about to push him.

However, it was already too late.

Erlang below suddenly took out the silver bow and golden ball from his waist and pulled it upwards.

Bang!
Before anyone could react, the head of the Black Cult old monk Dorje Tashi exploded instantly, splattering red and white everywhere.

This old demon who had been dominating for many years was killed in one move.

Not to mention other evil cultivators, even Master Xue Nuo felt his scalp tingling. He suddenly lowered his body and hid behind the city wall.

"Quick, attack with firearms!"

He had a ferocious look on his face and shouted orders.

Of course he knew Yang Chenghua's identity, and he was even indirectly involved in the disaster of the Yang family that year.

But I didn't expect it to be so fierce.

In the eyes of others, it was just Erlang shooting out a golden pill, but in his perception, it was the terrifying power of incense, wrapped in the vital energy, which directly beat the Black Cult Lama to pieces.

This kind of magic was completely beyond his understanding.

Using firearms may be the best way.

However, no one responded below.

Even the soldiers from the Shu Palace who came to support were in confusion. Some of them just wanted to raise their guns but were held down by the people next to them.

Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun is the Lord of Sichuan.

As a native of Shu, I have been worshipping since childhood, how dare I be so presumptuous?

The first one to react was Sharifei.

His eyes rolled, and he suddenly drew out the Guanshan knife, and shouted: "The Lord of Chuan has appeared in the world to fight against the evildoers. If you still don't turn back, follow us to fight against the evildoers!"

"kill!"

Zhao Xianda also came to his senses, swung his sword and gave orders.

"kill!"

The magnificent shouts resounded throughout the Palace of the King of Shu.

The morale of the soldiers in Chongqing Garrison was greatly boosted.

However, the soldiers on the side of the Shu Palace were hesitant.

For a moment, the situation on the field was completely reversed.

The soldiers from Chongqing Prefecture rushed towards Chengyun Gate.

The city wall here is not as high as the outer wall, but the back of the city gate has long been blocked with sacks of sand and stones.

Boom!Boom!
The soldiers lifted the battering ram and dust from the city gate fell down.

However, it is still difficult to push open.

The monsters on the city wall were afraid of Erlang below, so no one dared to take action, or even show their heads.

"Wuba, blast open the door!"

Sharifei saw this and quickly greeted him.

He knew that this opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As long as they rush into Chengyun Hall and destroy the altar, the plan of that evil Lu Sheng can be thwarted.

"Ah."

Wu Ba groaned and picked up the Tiger Cannon.

What happened outside the city had also spread into the city.

"My lord, what should I do?"

The leader of the Black Feather Guards bowed and asked.

The news from his subordinates was truly shocking.

Lord Erlang has appeared!

At this moment, he was somewhat at a loss.

"No hurries?"

"King Shu" calmly drank a sip of tea and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, with Situ Qian being beheaded, the Netherworld Stage collapsed, the red lights all over the city lost their effect, the spell stopped, and the crazy people on the street fell to the ground and fainted.

The red lights also went out one by one.

Without the red light, the sky shrouded in thick fog became even darker and deeper. Amidst the flashes of lightning, huge black shadows rolled.

Lu Sheng naturally saw this scene.

But he was not in a hurry. Instead, he looked at the sky eagerly, as if waiting for something to appear.

Li Wenyuan next to him was also looking at the sky.

Unlike Lu Sheng, his eyes were full of fear at this moment.

He came from the Daluo Realm and knew better what kind of existence Wen Lingguan was. He concealed his aura and dared not reveal even a single bit.

Hearing Erlang appear, he immediately took out a cloth bag from his arms.

After opening it, the bronze Nuo mask was inside.

"Langwu."

Li Wenyuan looked at the Nuo mask and suddenly spoke.

"My subordinate is here."

The Dragon Worshiping Sect leader Lang Wu quickly bowed.

At this moment, he was somewhat dissatisfied with Li Wenyuan, but he did not dare to resist. After all, the other party knew all his weaknesses.

Li Wenyuan looked at the Nuo mask and shook his head:
"You shouldn't use this."

Lang Wu's heart trembled, and he quickly explained: "Please forgive me, Lord God, the situation was urgent at that time, and I was almost discovered..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly had a splitting headache. "Ah~"

Lang Wu screamed and rolled to the ground, covering his head.

His feeling was correct. Li Wenyuan seemed to treat him as his confidant, but he never took him seriously.

At that time, the dragon in Daba Mountain rose up, and Li Wenyuan borrowed the charm of Lord Jiangshen, and a wisp of immortal soul descended, bewitching Langwu to become his subordinate.

At that time, Li Wenyuan did not have a physical body, but was possessed by Lang Wu. The two shared the same body until Lang Wu entered the cemetery to practice and helped him find a physical body. Only then did the two completely separate.

It was also at that time that Li Wenyuan had already made some moves and secretly cast a spell in Lang Wu's soul.

This matter was done in an extremely secretive manner.

It was not until now that Li Wenyuan activated the spell.

"You... are ungrateful..."

Lang Wu felt as if his head was pierced by a red-hot iron spike. It was so painful that he couldn't concentrate on casting spells at all.

Before he finished speaking, he felt a dull pain on his face.

It turned out to be Li Wenyuan, who had put the Nuo mask on his face.

Lang Wu, who was in pain, suddenly froze all over.

Only then did he understand what Li Wenyuan said.

Perhaps it was because he had used the Nuo mask before, but as soon as this ancient Shu artifact came into contact with him, bloody demonic energy appeared, which transformed into red silk threads and stuck tightly to his face.

And Lang Wu stopped struggling and remained motionless.

The vertical eyes on the bronze Nuo mask emitted a faint red glow, and the evil spirit poured into them, and the evil energy on the body turned into surging black mist.

The qi of evil spirits is the strange qi of heaven and earth.

Even if people like Situ Qian can use a small amount to enhance the power of the magic, there will still be great risks.

Those who absorb large amounts of it will all become evil creatures.

Langwu is no exception.

But he did not go crazy and attack others. Instead, he was attracted by something and looked towards the palace wall of Chengyun Gate.

Swish!
He flashed, rushed out, got on all fours, ran like a wild beast, climbed up the wall and leaped out.

Neither Li Wenyuan nor Lu Sheng were surprised.

Lu Sheng laughed dumbly, "Although the power of incense is quite powerful, the more you absorb, the more you will be affected by it."

"Did anyone get hurt by this, fellow Daoist?"

What he was talking about was naturally the Daluo Dharma Realm.

Li Wenyuan pretended not to hear and changed the subject, "This is an old item from the previous Sichuan Lord. Li Bing used it. Erlang will definitely be attracted to it, but it is a dead object after all, and it won't last long."

"As soon as we show up, the guy in the sky will probably come down."

Lu Sheng looked up at the sky and murmured:
"Don't worry, it will be soon..."

Swish!
Outside the palace wall, a dark shadow leaped down.

The wind howled, bringing with it a bone-chilling cold.

The soldiers along the way were swept by the black shadow. They all became stiff, trembling, and their eyes gradually turned dark.

At that time in Qingyang Palace, Langwu used the Nuo mask to make many Taoists possessed by demons. At this time, he was completely controlled by the Nuo mask and became even more unscrupulous.

Those possessed soldiers seemed to have received a unified order. They turned around in unison, raised their muskets, and pulled the trigger at Erlang.

Seeing this, Erlang rubbed his left foot to the side.

Bang bang bang!
For a moment, dense flames exploded.

But Erlang, who was standing in the same place, was not shot. He was just flickering, as if he was just a streak of light.

What a brilliant illusion!

When Zhulin Liuxian and others saw this, they were immediately shocked.

They have extraordinary eyesight and see more clearly.

Erlang's foot seemed to be slightly raised, but in fact he had already taken a step forward. His real body disappeared in another direction, leaving only a phantom.

What those soldiers attacked were all illusions.

His movements were like those of an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.

This kind of sophisticated technique is truly beyond comprehension.

Even a cultivator with profound Taoism skills would not be able to do this. Only Erlang, with the help of the huge amount of incense and fire, could do it easily.

Of course, they were not idle either.

Yue Saner played the erhu, and the sound was desolate and sad.

Wang Daoxuan also stepped on the Gang Step and rang the soul-calming bell.

They wanted to use spells to awaken the possessed soldiers.

As for Erlang, his attention was on Langwu.

The other party was wearing a Nuo mask, with a pair of eyes flashing bloodshot. He was not affected by the illusion at all and pounced directly at him.

Erlang narrowed his eyes and pulled the silver bow and golden ball.

At this moment, Yang Chenghua's memory occupied a small part of him, so he naturally knew that this Nuo mask was specially designed to deal with him.

No matter what, don't let it get close.

One bullet can kill him.

But at this moment, the vertical eyes on the bronze gong suddenly glowed with blood, as if all its power burst out in an instant.

There was a flash of light in Erlang's eyes.

It was on the cliffs of Kuimen. Countless figures flashed, torches left scorch marks on the rock walls, and the mighty tribal king roared:

"chisel!"

Kuimen cracked, the river surged...

Click!

The mulberry tree sprouts at the place where it is struck by lightning.

It was still the same monarch, with his hair untied, carefully placed the white larvae on the leaves, and listened to the sound of them being eaten away.

"Eat Zhe, spit Ni!"

The giant turtle carcass floated to Piyi, the stone cow sank into the Tuojiang River, and under the leadership of another king, the unknown strongman split the Shu Road and nailed the Minjiang dragon bones into the Longquan Mountains...

"Bind the dragon!"

Scenes of light and shadow linger, accompanied by the sobbing tones of the Shu witch sacrifice, the Shu Road bronze bells shake, and the bronze chimes echo...

Cancong and Yufu, how confused they were when founding the country.

They overcame all obstacles and became the first generation of Sichuan Lords.

Erlang is the current Lord of Sichuan, so isn’t he from the same lineage?
At this moment, the power of incense continues.

Under the horrified gazes of the people around him, Erlang actually tore off the bronze Nuo mask on Langwu's face and put it on his own face.

"What...what does he want to do?!"

On the roof of Zhuangyuan Building outside the city, Kun Daolan Chenzi screamed in surprise.

Everyone in the Qingcheng Sect already knew Yang Chenghua's identity, and they felt relieved and even placed their hopes on him.

After all, this is the Lord of Sichuan.

But the situation inside shocked them beyond words.

Li Yan was also confused.

He had already warned him, so how could he still fall into the trap?

Fortunately, information continues to arrive.

After Erlang put on the Nuo mask, he did not lose control, but stood still. The bronze Nuo mask gathered Qi between his eyebrows, and it seemed to be erasing the Qi of those evil spirits...

No matter what the situation, Jilang has temporarily lost his fighting ability.

The battle in front of Chengyun Gate is still going on.

boom!
There was a loud bang, and Wu Ba stumbled back.

A hole was blasted open in the Chengyunmen palace gate.

"kill!"

Several captains roared and charged in with their soldiers.

There were still hundreds of people in the square in front of Chengyun Palace. They were all the Black Feather Guards directly under the King of Shu. They didn't care about the so-called Xiansheng Zhenjun. They formed a battle formation and kept shooting with their magic fire guns.

Boom boom boom!
Fire flew everywhere, and most of the soldiers who rushed in were killed or wounded immediately.

Relying on the power of new firearms and the advantage of terrain, these hundreds of Black Feather Guards actually blocked the garrison soldiers.

The fighting was fierce here, but inside the Sheji Hall of the Shu King's Palace, there was dead silence.

"Don't! Don't!"

The Fifth Prince was tied up with chains by two men and watched helplessly as his wife was burned into a human figure by burning firewood in front of the clan tablet.

"No!"

Amid screams, tears and blood flowed from Xiao Jinghong's eyes.

Click!

The tablets of the ancestors of the King of Shu, as well as the tablets of the mountains, rivers, and the country, were all shattered. The incense energy was drawn out and went towards Zhao Jie's altar.

"open!"

Zhao Jie, with disheveled hair, suddenly raised the compass and pointed his sword into the air.

At this moment, everyone's heart trembled and they looked up into the sky.

But there was a flash of lightning, and then a dark shadow of a palace appeared.

Rumble!
Heavy rain suddenly fell.

The bronze flower basket in which the dragon girl resided trembled slightly.

Wang Daoxuan looked at the flower basket and then looked up at the sky.

"The Dragon Palace and Water Palace have appeared..."

(End of this chapter)