Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 240: Tell the County Magistrate that I will be there

Beside Xiao Lou, Yu Kuizhen's eyes were filled with depth and his hands were clenched tightly.

The water in Zhengyang County is much deeper than he thought!

Based on what he saw at this moment, he had only seen this kind of scene of slaughtering the innate realm like mowing grass many times in the imperial city.

"With such a murderous attitude, no wonder it is named Black Tiger..." Cao Chunbao whispered softly on the Moon-Watching Peak.

The tiger is a vicious beast, and the black tiger is a beast of killing. It can transform into the ancient vicious beast Qiongqi.

The tiger is a majestic beast. Anyone who violates its majesty will be killed.

The power of the tiger is forged in blood!

Outside the Chilong Temple, everyone looked towards the main hall of the Chilong Temple across the courtyard wall and the ruined temple gate.

There was a golden-red flame curtain covering the area, there were constant roaring and exploding sounds, and there were also rising columns of blood and light from the fallen innate realm.

The innate realm who were sitting in charge of a place elsewhere and were high and mighty were now being slaughtered like pigs and dogs.

Many soldiers clenched their swords and guns.

As soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, the armor on their bodies and the swords in their hands are their confidence.

So what if you are at the Xiantian realm? In front of the Qin army, you are just an ant.

As if sensing their fighting spirit, the giant black tortoise beast gathered in the Eight Diagrams Formation let out a long roar, and blood-colored light rolled around its body.

Those martial artists who were being held were so frightened that their legs were weak and they could hardly stand.

Only between life and death can one reveal one’s true nature.

The pillars of light from the Xiantian realm that fell in the Red Dragon Temple made them realize that the Xiantian realm had killed so many people that their heads rolled down and their blood flowed like a river. The life and death of these ant-like people were no longer in their own hands!
On the Chilong Temple Square, Zhang Yuan slowly raised his head and looked at the floating talisman.

The light is shining, and the fiery red light and shadow are intertwined.

The power of flames gathers together, and this talisman will become a mysterious talisman!

Following Zhang Yuan's gaze, He Jinquan and others looked up.

He Jinquan's expression changed and he flew up.

However, when his body was five feet away from the talisman, the pressure from the talisman pushed him down and his body fell.

It seemed as if it sensed someone attacking it from below, or as if Zuo Qingfeng, who controlled the talisman, had fallen, and the talisman lost control. At this moment, the talisman vibrated, and the fiery red light curtain covering the entire space of a hundred feet in radius was turbulent.

Everyone inside felt as if they were being pressed down by a force of ten thousand pounds. Several warriors in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm could not stand and had to kneel on the ground.

Not only did the talisman exert a tremendous force of tens of thousands of pounds, but it also emitted a blazing flame, as if it was going to burn everyone within the hundred-foot space to ashes.

"It's over..."

The leader of the Broken Star Sect sat on the ground with a look of regret on his face, and punched the bluestone in front of him with his fists.

If he had been given a chance to choose, he would never have come to the Red Dragon Temple.

"Once the mysterious talisman is completed, it will have its own spirituality. It will sacrifice the blood of living beings to the spirits..." Taoist Feng Ting's face was pale, and he seemed unable to hold the jade ruler in his hand.

"Commander, you go first!" Duan Ta gritted his teeth, looked at Zhang Yuan and growled.

Be it him or the others, they were now suppressed by the power of the mysterious talisman and it was difficult for them to escape.

After hearing Duan Ta's words, He Jinquan and others turned their eyes to Zhang Yuan, their expressions changing.

At this moment, the shadow of the twelfth war elephant was suspended above Zhang Yuan's head, with a huge force of 600,000 pounds pressing down on him.

I'm afraid he can't get away either?

The power of mysterious talismans, spiritual land, and fire veins is beyond human power to contend with.

This is the supreme treasure of the immortal way, this is the power of the great way, this is the gathering of the power of heaven and earth.

How can human power compete with such power?

Zhang Yuan felt the power of the mysterious talisman above his head, and the surging flames and heavy pressure like a mountain torrent pressed towards him.

This mysterious talisman is really spiritual.

Zhang Yuan looked up, and the mysterious talisman seemed to sense his gaze, and golden light flowed on it.

Time passes by minute by minute.

The flowing light on the mysterious talisman finally stabilized.

At this moment, the entire Red Dragon Ridge seemed to have lost all its strength and began to vibrate slightly.

The power of the spiritual land is dissipating!
Once the power of the spiritual land dissipates and the power of heaven returns, the magic techniques here and the black tortoise gathered by the formation will all dissipate.

The mysterious talisman vibrated slightly, and its power had reached its limit. It spun and moved towards Zhang Yuan's head.

It was as if Zhang Yuan's direct gaze was a provocation, and at this moment, its strength was gathered to suppress Zhang Yuan.

Looking at the mysterious talisman coming towards his head, Zhang Yuan remained expressionless and took a deep breath.

"boom--"

Golden light flowed outside his body, and the power of the Mingwang Seal behind him condensed into the shadows of a dragon and a tiger, and the power of the dragon on his arms gathered.

As he took a step forward, a dragon roar sounded from his body!

At this moment, he stepped directly into the air, heading straight up towards the Xuan Fu. The dragon ball and golden elixir power in his dantian swirled, helping him break through to a true 1 million jin strength. The power of a dragon!
"hold head high--"

The sound of dragon roars resounded throughout the mountains, accompanied by the collapse of rocks on the Red Dragon Ridge and the rise of underground fire, as if it were really the condensation of the remaining soul of the Red Dragon.

"What is he going to do!" Those innate realm people kneeling in the square raised their heads, their faces full of horror.

"He really has the power of a flying dragon..." Taoist Feng Ting whispered blankly as he watched Zhang Yuan soaring into the air.

He flew up into the sky, carrying the shadow of a war elephant overhead.

Zhang Yuan stepped into the air with every step, and the shadows of war elephants above his head condensed.

The mysterious talisman that was originally floating in the air suddenly fell towards his head.

Zhang Yuan raised his arms, and the shadows of the mountains gathered above his head.

The mountains and rivers are moving.

Support the mountain.

No matter how powerful the mysterious talisman was, Zhang Yuan held it firmly with his own strength.

The mysterious talisman vibrated and pressed down three times, but Zhang Yuan did not move at all.

This mysterious talisman that can fight against the master of the Dragon Elephant Realm can't do anything to Zhang Yuan!
With his own martial arts strength and cultivation combined, Zhang Yuan's combat power is no less than that of the Dragon Elephant Realm!

"Bam—"

The power of the spiritual land dissipated, and the power of heaven and earth returned.

Outside the Red Dragon Temple, the shadow of the Black Tortoise shattered.

The mysterious talisman shook and wanted to fly away.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand and grasped the mysterious talisman in his palm.

No matter how the talisman struggled, he did not loosen his grip at all.

When his footsteps landed, the red light curtain in the surrounding sky had shattered, and the gravity pressing on everyone disappeared.

Zhang Yuan stood in front of the hall and looked forward.

A tide of black cavalry rushed into the square.

Taoist Feng Ting wanted to stand up, but when he looked up and saw Zhang Yuan's cold eyes, he trembled all over and obediently allowed two black cavalry soldiers to come forward and lock his arms.

No one in the square dared to stand up.

"Zhang, Zhang Yuan." Zhao Yu ran into the square, panting and looking at Zhang Yuan. "Are you okay?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head.

He raised his head and looked towards the distant Wangyue Peak.

"Bam—"

On the Moon-Watching Peak, a long arrow shot into the sky.

This is the signal for a general offensive by the entire army.

In the mountains, teams of soldiers stepped forward to block the martial artists scattered around the mountains and the Red Dragon Temple. All those who refused to surrender were killed.

At the foot of the mountain, on a carriage, Prince Ying Liang of King Zhao looked up with a look of emotion on his face.

"I don't know whether this gathering is a good thing or a bad thing for my Zhaowang Mansion..."

Beside him, Ying Chong shook his head.

Who can tell whether it is good or bad?

On the Wangyue Peak, Qin Pingliang, who shot the signal arrow, turned around and looked at Xun Huo with a complicated expression.

"Sir, the prefect has said that it was your planning that allowed us to successfully suppress the bandits that were causing trouble in Zhengyang County."

"The county governor, Sima Zhou, Lieutenant General Qin, and all the other officials in the county government have already held a banquet at Yunteng Tower to celebrate the success of this bandit suppression."

Qin Pingliang bowed slightly, clasped his fists and said, "Then, the commander of the Black Ice Platform's armor, Black Tiger Zhang Qingyang, will also be present."

"I think the Censor must be very interested in this hero who made the first contribution in this battle."

Planning a strategy?

Xun Huo knew that this was a gesture of goodwill from the Zhengyang County government towards him.

He certainly cannot be greedy for the credit, but since he appears here, it is still okay for his name to be recorded in the book of merit.

For him, this contribution was dispensable, but Zheng Yangjun showed his attitude.

"Zhang Wudi——"

"Zhang Wudi——"

On the Red Dragon Ridge, the sound of mountains roaring and seas roared.

Xun Huo cast his gaze downwards, and after a moment, he nodded and said softly, "Tell the prefect that I will be there."

(End of this chapter)