Slender and crystal-clear fingers like mountains stood across the mountains, and the peaks below had already been smashed into pieces. ¡×¨JThere is red and crystal clear blood flowing out, forming a small river, gurgling. The blood exudes a strong fairy spirit, nourishing the surrounding vegetation. Many of the plants that have absorbed the blood are swaying and glowing, and the body is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some even grow rapidly from a small seedling into a towering tree with lush branches as big as a car hood. At this time, there was horror and deathly silence all around, and everyone's faces were filled with horror and disbelief. Fang Wu and others were all shaken, frightened by the ferocity of this holy emperor's body. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The space around Pan Hao was once again bound by the inexplicable power of law. His whole body was like an ant condensed in amber, unable to move. "Stronger, he is getting closer!" Pan Hao's expression changed, knowing that the Taoist Lord was getting closer, because the power of this restraint became more intense and powerful. It doesn't matter that everyone thinks that Pan Hao is about to fall. Because of the Wheel Escape Technique, a million miles can be crossed in just an instant for the Divine Lord. And as the Dao Lord approaches, the power of the law is slowly strengthening until it reaches The situation was unbearable for His Holiness. In the history of Southern Wilderness, there have been many sages who were crushed to pieces by the Tao Lord¡¯s laws. "Let me go!" Pan Hao's body glowed with green light, and a scroll of heaven and earth slowly unfolded. Above, cities and villages, hills and valleys, plains and rivers, market vendors, college scholars, and shepherd boy Yao Di, all kinds of scenes appeared in an illusion. A powerful force of heaven and earth also surged out, shaking away the mysterious aura that bound Pan Hao, and transformed into a film of light that enveloped Pan Hao. "Hey! What kind of Taoist weapon is this?" The Taoist Lord's voice sounded again, filled with confusion and confusion. But he was not afraid of Pan Hao's escape at all, because few people below Dao Lord could escape once they were targeted by Dao Lord. "Escape!" Pan Hao growled with cold eyes. The spirit soul secretly captured the Southern Wilderness. Connected to the thread of faith, the whole person was surrounded by divine light, turned into a bright blue light, escaped into the thread of faith, and disappeared in place. "You can't escape!" Fang Wu half-closed his eyes and said with an undoubted tone. "If you are targeted by the Taoist Lord, unless you can eradicate the aura entangled by the law, you will be found and killed in less than a breath." The old Taoist priest of Yunzong also sighed. Yun Zong and Chunyang Sect are both large sects, and naturally have profound foundations. There are also Taoist masters who are latent cultivators in the sects, but they rarely show up in normal times. Unless something major changes. "Chi Chi!" Before Fang Wu and others finished speaking, they saw a gap suddenly open in the void, and a figure stepped out of the gap. I saw that this figure was surrounded by fog and sunlight, and a figure with a slender figure and a rich spirit could be seen vaguely in the hazy eyes scanning the surroundings. A million miles away, Tao Lord arrived in just a few breaths. With the appearance of this Dao Lord, the world seemed to become depressed in an instant. Behind this Taoist master, there is a chain that is as crystal clear as jade and appears white like a dragon or snake. It made a clicking sound and moved across the space, firmly protecting Daojun's body. This is a solid and materialized law, and it is also the biggest gap between the Taoist Lord and the Venerable One. "Want to escape? You can't escape!" This Taoist master was shrouded in mist. Yipao Xunxue said in a cold voice. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As the Taoist Lord may speak, the fingers that could fall from the mountain can make a hiss, and could turn into a rainbow can fly towards this Taoist Lord. The severed finger continued to shrink during the flight, and finally became the size of a normal human, and flew into the Taoist master's large sleeve robe. "That's not right. Why are you a million miles away from me in an instant? No, it's far more than a million miles away." But the next moment, he was stunned, because he felt that the figure possessing his regular aura was getting closer and closer. It was far away, even more than a million miles away, and the perception became weaker and weaker. Pan Hao escaped into the line of faith, thousands of miles away in an instant, and appeared in the sky above a mountain village worshiping the god Bu Zhou. At this moment, if it were the Wheel Escape Technique, Pan Hao would probably be ranked among the best in Southern Wilderness. The Line of Faith can only be seen by Pan Hao, who is the Lord of God. Wherever there is a Line of Faith, Pan Hao can reach it instantly. "It still hasn't disappeared!" Pan Hao frowned. Pan Hao's soul could feel a subtle aura of rules still staying on his body, but Pan Hao was unable to get rid of it in a short period of time. "Even if I can sense Daojun's power from a distance, I can feel that my current state is still quite different from that of Daojun. Moreover, Daojun's level is the existence of the Law of Condensation, so I'd better hide first!" Pan Hao couldn't help but sigh, and stepped into the void again. In a blink of an eye, he appeared in an extremely dark world. In this world, he saw a turbid yellow spring flowing through the void, and there were traces of water on the endless river. Countless souls are rising and falling. Not far from Huangquan, there is a city palace located. A divine light turns into a light curtain and covers the city. This is the underworld! As soon as he entered the underworld, Pan Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He could feel that the eyes that were covering him were blocked by the atmosphere of the underworld. This is the first time that Pan Hao has entered the underworld with his physical body. If his cultivation had not increased greatly, Pan Hao would not have dared to enter this place with his physical body at will. This world is full of ghostly energy, which can easily corrode the physical body. If you are not able to cultivate a golden body, your physical body will probably rot after being here for even half a day. Even if he has a golden body, he is still very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Pan Hao is young now and is not afraid of erosion. "Boom!" Less than a dozen breaths after Pan Hao disappeared, a sky-covering hand enveloped the location where he had just been. The entire space was crushed by the big hand, the light was distorted, and the space seemed to be swallowed up by something. "How is it possible? He escaped again. And the breath of the rules seems to be blocked by something, damn it!" A cold voice sounded for no reason, and then disappeared. The Great Song Dynasty! Song Yu¡¯s troops were divided into two groups. He Shan and Zhang Han attacked Yangzhou, while Song Yu himself led a group of fierce generals such as Zhao Long to attack Youzhou. Within the boundaries of Youzhou, beacon fires soared into the sky, spears were like a forest, and flags were used for hunting. "Boom!" "Bang!" Song Yu's soldiers and horses used siege equipment to clear the way, including eight-oxen crossbows, jackdaw arrows, riprap carts, rams, ladders, etc. First, eight oxen crossbows bombarded the city in turn, and the heavy city gates were blown to pieces. Then jackdaw arrows fell like raindrops, then stones were thrown, and cars and ladders were charged It can be said that they were invincible along the way. Once the city gates were blasted open, this city The city was under the attack of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers and could not withstand even half a day. This is simply devastating and invincible! Half a month later, Song Yu's army arrived at the imperial capital. On top of the city, Zhang Jian was wearing black armor and holding a long sword in his hand, looking at the enemy troops lined up below the city. Zhang Jian's face was exhausted at this time, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he was retreating steadily in front of him. News of Yangzhou's capture had even spread. Unexpectedly, the King of Guangyang, who was so arrogant a few months ago, would now be trapped in the imperial palace. Du, will soon become a lost dog. "Your Majesty!" At this time, a middle-aged man in official uniform climbed up the steps from the city wall, his steps were messy and hurried. "How are things going?" Zhang Jian perked up, turned around, and said with an imperceptible tremor in his voice. "Damn it, I can't persuade you to move Yu Yuan. Yu Yuan refuses to send troops to help!" The official who fell to the ground was frightened, sweating profusely, and said with a trembling voice. Originally, Zhang Jian was planning to team up with Yu Yuan to resist Song Yu, but when he received the news that Yu Yuan was unwilling to help, he suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue, his heart seemed to have been hit hard, and his face instantly turned pale. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!