The old demoness most feared that when he gave his all, there was another demoness waiting to take advantage of the situation. Ignatius was delaying as much as possible, hoping to rely on the supreme treasure like Taichi Tu and Shanhe Shezhi Tu to save the situation. He pointed out from the side, even if he had done his duty.
Now, I haven't borrowed any of those pictures.
The powerful Yang Jian did not return, nor did the voice-pleasing Shen Gong Pang who spoke so well.
What should I do?
He hasn't come up with a good plan yet, and the merchants have started another round of siege.
The large siege engine continuously hits the city gate with circular timbers in the shape of sheep horns.
The thick city gate has been somewhat deformed by the repeated impacts.
On the city wall of Xi Gorge, Ji Xian's voice has become hoarse from shouting, yet he still drew his sword and ordered his soldiers to shoot arrows.
Arrows are raining down like rain, and the merchants are hiding behind the canvas and armor of the siege engine. Although the arrows stick to the vehicle and make a "thud thud" sound, the damage is not significant.
Ji Xian shouted, "Fire oil!"
One after another, black cans were thrown from the city wall, accompanied by a crisp "crack crack" sound. The cans all landed on the siege engines, and the noxious fire oil spilled everywhere. A Zhou soldier, bending his bow and aiming an arrow, tried to launch a fire arrow. Instead, he was met with a barrage of arrows from the Shang soldiers. The Zhou soldier was hit by three arrows and died instantly. But on the other side, another Zhou soldier stealthily threw a torch down, which still managed to ignite the siege engine.
On the vast battlefield, the destruction of one or two siege engines is of no great significance. There are four city gates, and everywhere is a fierce struggle of blood and fire.
A valiant Shang soldier, wearing iron armor and biting a steel knife, climbs the cloud ladder. His actions are extremely fast. In three steps, he manages to climb to the top. His head just appeared above the parapet when his neck was pierced by a spear from a Zhou soldier high above. The blood gushed out like a burst pipe, spraying outward continuously. The robust body falls from the sky and lands on the city wall, spreading blood in concentric circles.
The Shang soldiers were extremely brave. Generally speaking, the battle of Fa Shen (Enshrining the Gods) lasted for twenty-five years, from Jiziya descending from the mountains in the tenth year of King Zhou's reign to the burning of Zhenxing Pavilion in the thirty-fifth year.
Twenty-five years have passed, and two generations have come and gone. The Shang soldiers were continuously sent by King Zhou, using the oil field tactics, for a total of thirty-six waves. All the elite soldiers were killed, and the later stage of the Shang soldiers had less training, poor equipment, and low spirit. However, the current Shang soldiers are still at their peak.
At this time, it can be seen that the Shang soldiers rushed up in waves like the tide, not turning back at all. There was a trend of capturing the city of Xi Qí in one go.
Yuyuan, the first great war god of Great Shang, riding on Jinjing Wuyun Tuo, casually entered the western Qi City.
In such a major battle, with the auspiciousness of both human tribes as a foundation, immortals are allowed to kill ordinary people. In the original time-space, Lü Yue and Luo Xuan killed ordinary people in Xi Gorge city by city. Nezha and Yang Jian also killed on the battlefield, but relatively speaking, they didn't use large-scale magical arts like the Jie cult did.
At this time, Yu Yuan was clad in divine armor. A bright and dazzling light emanated from the palm of his right hand, like a heavy sword, which ruthlessly chopped on the city gate. The east gate of Xicizhi City shook violently several times.
Huanglong Zhenren, dragging his sick body, quickly inscribed incantations and chanted spells. The earth rose high, forming several massive stones in front and back, tightly guarding the city gate.
"Yellow Dragon, dare you come out and fight with me?"
Yuyuan shouted loudly. As the sun rose from the east, his eight zhang-tall height with his back to the sun, looked far away, glowing with gold all over, just like a god. This boost for the Shang troops was beyond words.
Huanglong is not afraid of the magic treasure known as "Treasure of Fortune," but his injuries from the divinely transforming blood knife have not yet healed. How could he dare to go out and duel alone? He kept his mouth shut, making no noise.
Inside the city.
"The master, Yellow Dragon's younger brother has gone out to face the battle. Now what should we do?" Fei Liu asked Ruan Dong.
He wildly hinted that Yellow Dragon was not here, and you two are on the same side. You mustn't betray me.
The title "master" for Ruan Dong used by the twelve immortals of the Han Xuan sect showed their respect.
Ruan Dong still played to his shameless nature, stroking his beard and saying, "Go and assist Yellow Dragon. I will command the rear. Be careful of the Divine Whip."
"Ju Liuhuan:"
Is this something to be careful about? He didn't know whether he should say it or not.
He said in a deep, resonant voice, "I'll take the edict."
Ju Liuhuan's head was shrouded in qingyun (celestial cloud), and he stood on golden lotus leaves, fighting with all his might against Yu Yuan, who was a whole realm lower than him.
At this moment, Master Huanglong has drawn his sword and engaged Yu Yuan in fierce combat.
Ju Liuhuan shouted, "Brother, step aside."
Master Huanglong quickly dodged to the side.
The gap between immortals and Xuanxian is already quite large, and the difference between realms becomes more and more apparent as it progresses.
Ju Liuhuan is at the peak of the realm of immortals. He is just one step away from breaking through to the realm of Taiyi Xian. At this moment, without using a magical treasure, he spat out a mouthful of Sanmei Zhenhuo (trinary true fire).
The flames emerged from his eyes, nose, and mouth, representing the refining of essence, qi, and spirit to form the trinity of Samadhi.
It was just a flash of a moment. Both Zhou soldiers and Shang soldiers felt the unbearable heat, as if their armor was melting. They couldn't help but step aside to let others pass.
Yuyuan had already anticipated that Han Xuan disciples would attack him. He waved a black flag, which was the Luosoulan (Torture Soul Flag), not a good name, and it was indeed not a righteous magical treasure.
Yuyuan once had a Luosoulan flag, which he later gave to his disciple Yu Hua. Recently, after acquiring Qiao Kun's treasure mirror and Shen Gongpao's Creation Pearl, he added some materials and remade a new Luosoulan flag himself.
This person looked like a demon, but in reality, as a direct disciple of Jie's third generation, his skills in various fields were not low.
Refining weapons? He can refine a Huaxue ShenDao (Divine Blood Knife) of the level of postnatal sacred treasures, which is already very high achievement.
Deng Chanyu was able to refine the Fenghuo Wheel because she possessed the Qiankun Ding (Tripod of the Heavens and Earth). Without this ultimate treasure for refining weapons, her skill in weapon refinement was actually not as good as Yu Yuan's.
Refining elixirs? Yu Yuan can refine a counterpoise for the Huaxue ShenDao, and he is also decent in the field of refining elixirs.
Formation? Which Han Xuan sect disciples can't use formations? Even the greats like Lingyaxian and Qiuoshouxian, who seem like fools to Deng Chanyu, know how to use formations! Let alone Yu Yuan, the direct descendant.
At this moment, Yu Yuan waved the Luosoulan flag, and the yin and yang jade at the flagpole gently swayed. Two black smokes, laden with resentment and malice, shot out from the flag.
The dense black smoke formed an oval-shaped eggshell around Yu Yuan, shielding him from the three-poison fire. No matter how fiercely the flames burned, the black smoke could calmly resist.
The two immortals unconsciously fought from the ground to the sky.
Surprised that Yu Yuan could produce such a treasure, Ju Liuhuan changed his incantation, causing the sky to clear of wind and clouds. Suddenly, nine layers of thunder appeared in the air, and thick lightning rods as thick as buckets fell fiercely onto Yu Yuan's head.
Yuyuan's skills were also noteworthy. He waved his Jin Guanghu, wrapping it with a layer of Shangqing power. Then, it acted like a lightning rod and, by pointing at the sky from a distance, not only attracted the nine layers of thunder but also guided this law of thunder back towards Ju Liuhuan.
The two immortals exchanged blows, testing each other with spells, laws, and arts.
