Overwhelming cheers came from Xinxia City, and the familiar slogan "Huang Tian Dang Li" echoed over the entire city. Jiang Yan knew that the Yellow Turban Army had captured Xinxia. After Xinxia occupied it, Tiandu lost its last barrier, and the next step would be a fatal blow to the Daxuan Dynasty. Jiang Yan rushed towards the city¡¯s prefect¡¯s mansion holding the head in his arms. When tens of thousands of yellow turbans saw Jiang Yan holding He Jin's head, they showed envy and jealousy. They all wished they could replace Jiang Yan. Prefect¡¯s Mansion. The great virtuous teacher and Tiangong General Zhang Jiao was speaking some Taiping Dao teachings to the believers. He stopped talking when he learned that Jiang Yan had brought He Jin with him. Xinxia City fell into a dead silence like a tomb. Everyone was looking at Jiang Yan. Zhang Jiao stood on the prefect's mansion, staring at Jiang Yan with his experienced eyes full of sharpness. Jiang Yan stepped forward calmly and presented He Jin's head. "General Zhang Mancheng died, and his subordinates were summoned by Huang Tiangen to take off He Jin's head." Jiang Yan said the Taiping Road rhetoric. Hearing that Zhang Mancheng died in battle, all the soldiers mourned. "General Zhang Mancheng died for Huang Tian. Huang Tian is above and will not treat him badly." Zhang Jiao said gloomily. He opened his robe and recited a prayer spell. "You thieves, what are you saying about Huang Tian? It's ridiculous, ridiculous. God has eyes, and he will definitely let you go to hell and suffer torture." Chu Gong, the captured Xinxia prefect, looked at He Jin's head and cursed with grief and anger. He is also a Sikong-level destinyr, but he was sealed with a spell by Zhang Jiao and lost his ability. Otherwise, he would have to fight to the death. Zhang Jiao looked at Chu Gong arrogantly: "Come here, drag him down and behead him, and express condolences to General Zhang Mancheng's soul in heaven." Two Yellow Turban soldiers dragged Chu Gong to the city. Along the way, Chu Gong cursed constantly. "What's your name?" Zhang Jiao asked. "Yanjiang!" Jiang Yan reported his name. "Okay, Yanjiang. I will appoint you as the Minister of the Yellow Turban Army, commanding three thousand cavalry." "Thank you so much, my good teacher." "I will leave the Taiping Sutra to you tonight. You can go down first." "Yanjiang must I will live up to Huang Tian's kindness and devote myself to my mentor." Jiang Yan pretended to burst into tears, treating these superiors who thought they were in control. This kind of flattery and sincere trick always easily blinded them. Zhang Jiao nodded with satisfaction and gave Jiang Yan another golden elixir: "Take this "Huangtian elixir" now, and I will use the Taiping Sutra tonight to help you break through the destiny to reach the realm of a thousand knights." Jiang Yan was stunned and looked at it. Looking at this Huang Tian Dan, there was a moment of hesitation. Zhang Jiao's face was expressionless, but there was something strange in the corners of his eyes. Jiang Yan secretly cursed the old fox and could only take Huang Tiandan and swallowed it in one gulp. Zhang Jiao smiled this time. Coming out of the prefect¡¯s mansion, all the heroes from Qianqi congratulated Jiang Yan. When Jiang Yan reached a deserted place, he immediately dug his throat with his hands, trying to vomit out Huang Tian Dan. Huang Tian Dan went into his throat and turned into gold water, which had already dissolved in the blood in his body. Jiang Yan only vomited a little after vomiting for a long time. "This old fox." Jiang Yan looked a little ugly. "Forget it, it shouldn't be a big deal if you have Zuo Ci." "This Taoist Taoist is called the Sutra of Yin and Yang of the Heaven and Earth, and it cannot be changed in eternity. The morality of the Dongji, good and evil, is connected with the Yin and Yang of the heaven and earth. Everyone from the six directions inside and outside responds It is the Tao. Since the opening of heaven and earth, astronomical, earthly, humanistic and divine texts have been written by those who are good at it, and they think it is the most profound scripture" So at night, the cold wind howled, and the new Under the Xia City, hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops were sitting at attention. On the stage, the Taiping Sutra was spoken. Each word carried the magic power of bewitching people's hearts. The yellow light glowed and covered the whole place with thousands of threads. After a long time, Zhang Jiao finally stopped talking and said, "Yan Jiang, come up." Jiang Yan was in a trance at first, but then he remembered that it was his pseudonym when he heard Yan Jiang, so he got up and walked onto the stage. "It's up to you to tell Huang Tian's moral principles yourself." Zhang Jiao walked aside, leaning on the nine-ringed staff. Jiang Yan behaved very piously and politely. When the barrier of the Taiping Sutra was released, Jiang Yan suppressed the nervousness in his heart. Fortunately, he had been practicing counting books for so many years and his mind was very calm, so he calmly walked to the Taiping Sutra. Jiang Yan carefully studied the Taiping Sutra, the legendary Taiping Taoist teaching treasure, for a while. The gold foil pages emitted little golden light, which was stronger than when he listened to the Taiping Sutra in the inner layer. His destiny was boiling under the stimulation of the golden light, and his whole body was filled with energy. Like on fire. Jiang Yan secretly worked his mind, trying his best to calm his mind and not be invaded, but his eyes pretended to be blurred and blurred. Jiang Yan took a deep breath and touched his hand on the Taiping Meridian. After his fingers touched the gold foil, his whole body was shaken. The golden light like fireflies immediately shot up from the pages of the book. Countless words entered his mind, and mysterious and mysterious classics began to surround his destiny. Huang Tian's elixir came into play at this time. After being baptized by the golden light of the Taiping Sutra, the elixir melted in the blood. In the blink of an eye,Yan Yan has reached the level of Qianqi Commander. The Taiping Sutra was still baptizing Jiang Yan¡¯s destiny, and an image of a saint seemed to appear in his mind. The image of the saint is high up in the sky, and the sound of mysterious Dharma can be heard. "Give me peace and enjoy the prosperous age forever!" The emperor's mental skills reached the extreme, the real dragon rushed out, swallowing the life force of the saint statue, a golden auspicious cloud suspended above Jiang Yan's head, rolling constantly, occasionally a dragon shadow appeared, underneath Hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops were alarmed by this vision, and thought that the emperor was coming. They were in a panic, whispering to each other, talking about it, and worshiping devoutly. Zhang Jiao frowned, feeling that something was not right. He picked up the magic staff and was about to interrupt Jiang Yan. At this moment, deafening shouts of killing came from thousands of meters away, and countless soldiers and horses were seen charging towards them. "Good teacher, Huangfu Song led the army to sneak attack on our camp." Xinxia City issued an urgent battle sound. Zhang Jiao was stunned. The moment his attention was attracted, Jiang Yan suddenly woke up from his addiction, grabbed the Taiping Sutra, and put the book in a box. The yellow light in the sky suddenly disappeared. Then Jiang Yan jumped off the high platform and used the escape talisman. "Bold!!" Zhang Jue yelled heartbreakingly, and hurriedly grasped the staff and unlocked a heaven-level primary "Thunder Lin's Fang". Jiang Yan's figure immediately disappeared under the escape talisman, and the Thunder Scale Fang penetrated It was empty, but fell into the crowd of Yellow Turbans below. The fangs of thunder scales exploded, and the terrifying lightning spread out in all directions. The Yellow Turbans in the center were instantly burned to coke, and even those farther away could not escape the thunder. Devoured by the Scale Fang, he was seriously injured. These Yellow Turban Army are all top-notch Qianqi, but with Wancheng cultivation, they have no ability to resist Zhang Jiao's Thunder Scale Fang. The Escape Talisman can hide one's body into the void, and Renjie cannot detect it at all, but the lightning of the Thunder Scale Fang cannot even escape the void. Jiang Yan was bitten by the Thunder Scale Fang, and it felt as if all the muscles and bones in his body were shattered, and he almost fainted from the pain. However, Jiang Yan knew that as soon as he fainted, the escape talisman would lose its effect, and he would probably die without a burial place. Biting the pain, Jiang Yan ran towards Tiandu. Countless Yellow Turban troops formed a human wall, but under the escape talisman, Jiang Yan's body passed through easily as if a spirit body. "Escape Talisman!!!" Zhang Jiaoqi's soul came out of his body and smoke came out of his head. "Good Master." When all the soldiers saw that the Taiping Sutra had been taken away, they were also panicked. "Go and fight Huangfu Song first. If you dare to seize the Taiping Sutra, I will make him regret it for the rest of his life." Zhang Jiao calmed down, raised the nine-ringed staff in the sky with both hands, and muttered something. "Gai people have been buried since birth, and their lives are not stable. If there is no way to transplant and return, how can they prolong their lives and complete the great road. Those who have done something want to return to where they have gone and return to what they are. This is theft. Yin and Yang, seize creation, reincarnate and kill!" Zhang Jiao shouted, and his life force condensed in the magic staff and shot out a yellow light. "The sky is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!!" Jiang Yan, who was far outside Xia Xin City, suddenly felt that his mind went blank, and the life in his body seemed to have been taken away, and he was pulled out of the realm of void alive. "The thief is there!" A small group of Yellow Turban Army discovered Jiang Yan's traces and came after him. not good. Jiang Yan found that his head was getting more and more dizzy and his body no longer obeyed his orders. More than a dozen heroes raised their swords to kill Jiang Yan, but an invisible net suddenly intertwined in front of them, tearing them apart instead. "Jiang Yan." Xuanling Wuxue appeared in front of him, looking worried. "Take it." Jiang Yan saw the beautiful figure of Xuan Ling Wuxue in confusion. He subconsciously ran over. After running a few steps, his vision went dark, and the life in his body suddenly went out, and he immediately fell on Xuan Ling Wuxue's chest. forward. The eldest princess was stunned. Her breasts were being held down by the man, and Bingxue's face was on fire.