Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"His Majesty!"

Shangguan Wan'er seemed to have thought of something, her expression changed drastically, and she said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, Song Xuan has disabled our spies and eyes, so he must be making a big move!

Your Majesty, I suggest that you ring the ancient bell of the Heavenly Prayer Hall immediately to summon all armies to the Imperial Capital!"

Wu Zhao was still a little hesitant. "If that's the case, it will make too much noise. The spies from other countries will definitely know about our military preparations. If we want to catch Dao Song off guard again, it will be difficult!

How about having the Bad Guys clean up Dao Song's spies first?"

Shangguan Wan'er was silent for a moment, and suddenly, her body began to tremble inexplicably. Not only her, but even Wu Zhao, who had always been arrogant and proud, began to tremble for no reason at this moment.

Her body seemed to be about to explode, and deep in her soul, an unprecedented sense of crisis erupted. This sense of crisis was a hundred times stronger than when she and the Queen fought in the palace!

Shangguan Wan'er's dejected voice drifted over, "Your Majesty, it seems, it's too late!"

Wu Zhao's breathing stagnated, and she followed Wan'er's gaze to look outside the palace, but in the distant sky, she saw an army of monks.

The number of monks in the army was almost endless. With just a glance, she could sense the presence of dozens of people who made her feel horrified and frightened.

This means that there are dozens of veteran Mahayana masters in that army!

Not to mention, she even felt the aura of several peak Mahayana masters in that terrifying army. One of them even gave her a sense of oppression as if she was facing the Patriarch Fo Tang directly!

"Ancestor Dao Song!"

Wu Zhao cried out in surprise, her face full of astonishment, panic and disbelief. She couldn't understand why the Taoist Song ancestor, who had stayed in the secret realm of the Taoist Song ancestral land for many years and had not appeared in almost ten thousand years, suddenly appeared in her Fo Tang territory?

Where are my legions and my armies?

Along the way, didn't the various legions put up any decent resistance at all?

Even if we can't win, at least send the news back so that I can prepare in advance and mobilize troops from all over the place in time!

Waste, a bunch of waste!

She cursed inwardly, but soon she stopped calling them trash, because in that majestic and almost boundless army, she saw the Red Flame Army and the figure of the legion commander Li Mi with a smug look on his face!

In addition to the Red Flame Army, several legions guarding the border also appeared in Wu Zhao's vision one after another. Judging from the organization, there seemed to be little reduction in personnel.

This also means that the Dao Song army pushed forward all the way, and the various legions did not even try to resist and surrendered directly!

"Traitors! A bunch of traitors!"

Wu Zhao walked out of the bedroom in a menacing manner, stood above the imperial capital, and quietly looked at the army that was sweeping in from afar like dark clouds. Then she raised her hand and made a seal, activating the formation that protected the imperial capital of Chang'an.

The formation was activated, and a powerful aura burst out from within it.

That was when Patriarch Fo Tang founded the country. He used a special method to imprint part of the power of the national treasure on the formation. At this moment, the formation was activated, and the terrifying power instantly spread out.

At the same time, above the formation, the mark began to flash with brilliant light, and then a majestic and domineering divine thought spread out.

"In the capital of the Buddha Tang Empire, any foreign troops entering without permission will have their entire clan exterminated, leaving no one alive!"

As this divine thought dissipated, Wu Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This divine thought was left behind by the ancestor. At this moment, the divine thought was stimulated. The ancestor who was practicing in the secret realm of the ancestral land must have sensed it. At the critical moment, the ancestor would definitely take action.

In addition, she still has the trump card of Sirius Lord hidden in the dark. Although she was caught off guard by Dao Song this time, it doesn’t matter. If a real fight breaks out, she, Wu Zhao, may not be without a chance of winning!

Chapter 906 Wu Zhao: I just started to make a move and you smashed the chessboard?

As the mighty and majestic divine consciousness from the Chang'an Imperial City Defense Formation spread, the breath of death began to emerge between heaven and earth.

If it were an ordinary Mahayana cultivator, faced with this situation, he would have been frightened and retreated honestly, but unfortunately, the fluctuations of Patriarch Fo Tang's divine consciousness did not make the army in the distance show any intention of retreating at all!

Some monks even had a hint of fighting spirit between their brows, and the excitement on their faces was almost clearly visible.

Countless monks looked at the commander who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the dragon, waiting for his orders.

Song Xuan said nothing, but calmly raised his right hand and pointed at the huge national defense formation outside the imperial capital of Chang'an across a million miles of void.

One finger!

There was no fluctuation of mana, no magical power, and no aura emanating, but at the moment when this finger fell, the national defense formation above the imperial capital of Chang'an, and the imprint of divine consciousness left by the ancestor Fo Tang on it, collapsed with a bang!

At the same time, the mysterious finger force, after crushing the imprint of the mind of Patriarch Fo Tang, slammed head-on into the national defense formation of the Chang'an Imperial Capital.

A crackling sound was heard, and the Buddhist Tang National Defense Formation, which was blessed with the power of the national treasure and was said to be able to protect the Qiyun Dynasty forever, was torn open at this moment!

And the moment this gap appeared, excited and fanatical roars and shouts suddenly rang out from the army of hundreds of millions of cultivators behind Song Xuan.

Countless combined monks rose into the air, and many great Mahayana monsters exuded murderous aura. At the same time, they activated their magical powers and bombarded the torn Buddhist Tang formation!

Such a big commotion finally caused various forces in the imperial capital of Chang'an to react. One after another, high-level Buddhist monks rose into the air, and some old Mahayana monks who had been in seclusion for many years broke out in confusion and panic.

Then, they saw a scene that made their scalps tingle.

But outside the national defense formation, the mist emitted by the formation's halo was surging wildly, and the dense and overwhelming magical powers, like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth, all came crashing down at once!

Billions and even tens of billions of cultivators attacked at the same time. How shocking and terrifying it was. In the face of such terrifying power, even an existence like Dao Song Patriarch subconsciously took a breath of cold air.

He had no doubt that without the protection of the national treasure, in the face of such a terrifying torrent that could destroy the world, even if he was a peak Mahayana-level being, he would be crushed into slag in an instant!

Bang!

The rumbling sound resounded throughout the world. Without any surprise, Fo Tang's national defense formation was as fragile as a piece of thin paper in the face of the torrent of magical powers of the army of hundreds of billions of monks. With a loud bang, it completely collapsed.

The fog rolled, the national defense formation was torn apart, and the huge imperial capital of Chang'an finally appeared completely in the sight of this army of cultivators.

After the first strike, the army did not continue to attack, but divided into dozens of corps, surrounding the entire Chang'an Imperial Capital from heaven to earth. The aura of death was overwhelming, oppressing the entire imperial capital into silence.

No matter if they were cultivators or common people in the imperial capital, they were all terrified at this moment, their hearts trembling with despair, but no one dared to make a sound, for fear that making a slight noise would cause the army in the sky, which seemed to be ready to destroy the world, to launch a full-scale attack!

"Fellow Daoists, what does this mean?"

Wu Zhao's body was already trembling slightly, but she suppressed her inner panic, standing in mid-air, looking up at the endless army above, with a hint of unspeakable anger in her eyes.

"The seven great dynasties of the Wanling Continent have lived in peace for tens of thousands of years. Why are you suddenly attacking the capital of the Buddha Tang Dynasty? What are you planning to do?"

She was puzzled!

His plan to take over Dao Song was an idea he had only recently come up with after receiving support from Sirius Lord. Everything was still in preparation, and even the troops from all over the country had not yet begun to gather.

Her sneak attack plan has not yet been fully implemented, so why has Dao Song already gathered an army of tens of billions and suddenly started a national war?

How did they gather the army so quickly? When did Dao Song and Mo Yuan get in touch with each other and join forces to send troops?

besides?

How come the Bad Guys didn't collect any information about such important information? This bunch of rubbish has always looked down on Dao Song's Imperial City Division, but when the big event happened, they were completely useless!

"What does this mean?"

"Wu Zhao, you don't forget what you did, do you?"

A vague and mighty voice came from the void, echoing between heaven and earth.

Wu Zhao was stunned and subconsciously looked up at the majestic army. Through the figures of countless magic monks, she finally saw a vortex that was spinning all the time in the center of the army.

In the vortex, she vaguely saw a majestic and ferocious purple-gold dragon, and above the dragon's head, a familiar figure.

For these days, she had been thinking about that figure and wanted to get it desperately, but now that she finally saw it today, she was extremely nervous.

She had imagined many scenarios of meeting Song Xuan.

But I never expected that the first meeting between the two would be in this way!

Wu Zhao's body was shaking, her eyes were red, and her fists were clenched subconsciously!

She didn't understand. According to her plan, the man who should have become a prisoner and eventually surrendered to her, suddenly descended from the sky and surrounded her with an army of tens of billions?

"Song Xuan!"

Wu Zhao's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Even now, she couldn't believe that the commander of the Imperial City Division had such great power that he could integrate the forces of Dao Song and Mo Yuan and start a war of annihilation against Fo Tang at the same time!

In her opinion, the commander of the Imperial City Division was a fraud who stole the reputation. The Great Luo Patriarch was a forbidden existence that Wang Lin had to kill, and this reputation was stolen by Song Xuan!

His reputation is far greater than his own strength!

How could such a person get the support of Daosong and Moyuan, and even go crazy with him and start a meaningless national war at the cost of wasting the potential of the dynasty?

"Why, what is your purpose in starting a national war?"

If Wu Zhao wanted to start a national war, it was to satisfy her ambition to become the true ruler of the Wanling Continent. By the way, in the process, she wanted to satisfy her selfish desire to turn Song Xuan, the commander of the Imperial City Division, into her male favorite!

What about you, Song Xuan? What is your purpose?

You are neither the ancestor of the dynasty who holds the national treasure, nor the emperor of the dynasty of destiny. Even if the world is unified, what benefits can you get?

Is it just because I ruined your reputation that you are unhappy with me and want to punish me?

Military and national affairs involve the life and death of countless lives. We can't treat them like a joke, right?

Chapter 907: Got scammed!

"why?"

Song Xuan looked at the plump and beautiful empress with some doubts. It must be said that this woman had a good appearance, which was definitely a great temptation for a cultivator with Mengde fetish.

But Song Xuan only glanced at him indifferently, and then said in a cold voice: "You have already started to plot against me, but you are still asking why?

They say that noble people tend to forget things, but Wu Zhao, your amnesia is too severe, isn't it?

"Is that why?"

Wu Zhao looked incredulous, "Just because of this little thing, you're going to start a national war?"

Song Xuan nodded, "What else?"

Wu Zhao didn't know what to say. She looked at Song Xuan as if she was looking at a madman.

"Do you know how many lives and deaths are at stake when a national war breaks out?

Just because of such a small matter, you madman just overturned the table and started a national war?

If you think I'm plotting against you, then just plot against me. I've just started making my move, do you really need to overturn the chessboard?"

Song Xuan chuckled, stepped down from the head of the purple-gold divine dragon, and stepped through the void, step by step, to the sky above the imperial capital of Chang'an.

"Do you think this is just a game of children, you throw a punch, I throw a punch, back and forth, with each side winning and losing?"

His voice was flat, but it echoed throughout the entire Chang'an Imperial Capital. At this moment, countless people in the Imperial Capital finally heard his words clearly and finally saw his appearance clearly.

In an instant, a huge uproar broke out in the extremely silent imperial capital, and countless people made noises in disbelief.

"It's him! Song Xuan, the commander of the Imperial City of Daosong!"

"That's not right. Isn't it said that this man is the Empress's male favorite? How can a male favorite like him be so powerful?"

"Shut up, don't you understand? The Empress is plotting against me, trying to tarnish my reputation, but I'm not playing any tricks on you at all, I just came and smashed the market!"

"It's over! Disaster is imminent! A hen crows at dawn. From the beginning, I thought it was unreliable for a woman to become emperor. Now, we are all implicated!"

"What are you afraid of? This is Fotang. The ancestors haven't even appeared yet. With the national treasure, our dynasty can't be destroyed!"

...

Song Xuanli ignored the noisy clamor and panicked roars below, and instead looked at Wu Zhao quietly.

"Let Tianlang speak out!"

Wu Zhao, who had been able to remain calm, finally changed her expression drastically after hearing the word "Tianlang". Her heart skipped a beat, and at this moment, she began to panic completely.

"You, you know Lord Xingjun?"

She asked in a panic, then her expression darkened and she snorted coldly, “Since you know Lord Xingjun, you should know how powerful and terrifying he is.

Song Xuan, with Lord Xingjun here and our dynasty's ancestors holding the national treasure, you have no chance of winning this battle!

If you are willing to withdraw now, I will pretend that this incident never happened, and our two countries can continue to maintain the status quo as before, how about that? "

Wu Zhao felt a little tight in her chest. It was not that she did not want to fight a national war, but she did not want to start a national war before she was well prepared. She did not want the decisive battle of the national war to take place in the imperial capital of Chang'an!

Even if she wins and the entire imperial capital is destroyed, the ancestor will probably not let her off easily afterwards!

In response to Wu Zhao's proposal for a truce, Song Xuan simply sneered, "It seems you don't know where Tianlang is either! If that's the case, then there's no need for you to stay!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pointed at Wu Zhao from a distance!

With this finger, the entire imperial capital began to tremble, as if an unfamiliar force of rules erupted from Song Xuan's body, sweeping across the sky of the Continent of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Wu Zhao's pupils contracted as she stared blankly at the finger coming towards her. In her feeling, at this moment, the entire world seemed to have been tampered with by Song Xuan, who had changed the will of heaven and earth and altered the rules of heaven and earth.