"Lu Yu" Yan Zhenqing's voice was extremely hoarse.
Lu Yu stepped forward and came to Yan Zhenqing's side.
"This time didn't kill you, you really are a person with great luck, cough, cough" Yan Zhenqing barely said a word, and began to cough violently.
He was coughing up blood from his mouth.
The strong explosive force even destroyed the spleen in his body, causing him to be seriously injured.
Not only that, Yan Zhenqing's primordial spirit has been completely destroyed.
He is now no different from ordinary mortals, collapsed on the ground, quietly waiting for death to come.
Lu Yu looked at Yan Zhenqing quietly, even if he didn't make a move, Yan Zhenqing would have no way out.
In his current situation, it is only a flash of light, and the oil lamp will dry up in a short time.
"It's a pitywe still underestimated the enemythis battle is over, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Datang to contain youBack then, the Jiedu envoys in Tang Dynasty were in chaos, just to raise the bandits' self-respect, and we are repeating the same mistakescough cough cough!"
At this time .com Zhang Si. When Yan Zhenqing spoke, she was already talking nonsense.
"The old man has investigated you There is one thing I don't know, why you grow so fast. When you were in the lower realm, you behaved unbelievably. My Great Tang began to lay out in the Middle Ages. Your Majesty's comeback, everything It's all arranged."
"But youyou are just a prince of a mortal country in the lower realm, not to mention the heavenly realm, even in the lower realm, there are a lot of people like you caught. Before you were seventeen, you were regarded as a fool, but when you were ten After the age of seven, you suddenly rose up, and worshiping a mortal god actually caused the god to be struck by lightning. You are not born a saint, how did you do it?"
Before Yan Zhenqing died, he asked his last question.
It's not just him, the powerhouses of the entire Tang Dynasty have such doubts after investigating Lu Yu.
The smog was lingering, and the battlefield was bleak.
Lu Yu's voice echoed in Yan Zhenqing's ears.
"I am Xuan Ye." Lu Yu said.
Yan Zhenqing's eyes widened, staring at Lu Yu.
Everyone in the heavens thought that Taoist Youming was dead, but now he has changed his identity and was reincarnated!
After a while, Yan Zhenqing said slowly: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, the law of hell, becoming famous at a young ageyou have changed so much!"
Yan Zhenqing finally couldn't hold it anymore and closed his eyes.
A generation of Daoist monarchs has just fallen.
Lu Yu stepped forward and cut off Yan Zhenqing's head.
Suddenly thunder appeared above the sky, as if the sky was roaring.
This is heaven and earth, weeping for the death of the calligraphy sage.
强牺   读牺。 Holding his head, Lu Yu came to a towering mountain peak under the gaze of everyone.
"The Taoist ruler of the Tang Dynasty is dead! Our army is victorious!" Lu Yu shouted loudly.
There was a burst of roaring all around.
Everyone is venting their inner emotions.
They were sad and angry, their mountains and rivers were broken, and they lingered under the iron hooves of the Tang army.
All the grievances seem to be washed away at this moment, and the shame can only be cleared with blood.
No one cheered, some only mourned.
The dead Yan Zhenqing still has a body, but Prince Gu doesn't even have a body, the real death does not have a whole body.
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Lu Yu suddenly let out a dragon roar, roaring towards the statue of Li Jing in the distance.
The towering statue of Li Jing split into pieces in an instant, turning into rubble and splashing everywhere.
Someone touched a dragon flag to Lu Yu's hand.
The dragon flag was stained with blood and covered with wind and frost, which was a symbol of the Zhao family's royal family sitting in the army.
To control the big and to control the owl. The only thing Prince Gu left in this world is this battle flag.
Lu Yu put away the battle flag, looked at the faces all around, and said, "Let's go home."