Chapter 949

Clear sky and thunder are both omens of anger and bad omens.

People in Chang'an city looked up at the sky one after another, hoping to see the clue of disaster from this strange celestial phenomenon, which was also accompanied by all kinds of discussions.

"Thunder on a sunny day and no rain, this is a bad omen!"

"Who on earth rebelled?"

"My son is still outside the city. Don't have an accident..."

Ning Tao also had a voice in his ear, "Ning Lang, is it Lin Qinghua coming?"

Ning Tao whispered, "it's probably that guy. As soon as he shows up, you'll come to my mouth."

"Yes." The South Gate responded.

Jin Wuwei, who was escorting Ning Tao, slapped Ning Tao on the back of his head and said fiercely, "what are you muttering?"

Ning Tao was neither angry nor responded.

It doesn't make any sense for him to be angry with a layman now. What's more, he hasn't been effective yet. He is in the state of wanting to build a dam in the Pacific at any time. He is very high and can enter the state of being angry.

The dark cloud hung over Chang'an city all the time and did not press down, nor did it become a dark prison covering the four fields and eight wastelands.

Ning Tao and Ma Mian were pressed onto the wall of Chengde gate.

The gate of Chengde is the gate of Chengde street.

Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty stood on the central axis of Chengde gate and Daming Palace, with his hands behind his waist, and looked straight ahead.

Outside Chang'an City, an army is marching slowly.

At the front is a cavalry square, which is at least ten miles wide. There are Crusaders carrying huge crosses, Mongolian cavalry with bows and machetes, Gothic cavalry with heavy armour and so on. Marching in a mighty way, at least 200000 people.

Behind the cavalry is the infantry square. The infantry square behind is as wide as the cavalry square, but it can't see the end at a glance. There are at least 700000 people!

Those infantry included soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty and even the Qin Dynasty, Crusaders, Persian undead army, Nazi soldiers and allied soldiers during World War II. All kinds of skin colors, all kinds of weapons and equipment are also vast, and there is no end at a glance.

This is a mixed army of millions.

A million people marched in a neat and uniform pace, and even a little sound was made at the foot of one person and one horse. When the sound gathered together, it could also make the eardrum buzzing, the ground trembling and the city wall trembling!

The banners of millions of troops are covered in the air, and the black word "Lin" is embroidered on each flag.

In fact, without seeing the word "Lin" on the flag, Ning Tao also knows that Lin Qinghua is making trouble with the new demon. In this world, only Lin Qinghua can form such an army, for nothing else, just because he is the coffin bearer of the ghost coffin and the spokesman of the stone tablet.

Suddenly, a huge flag was erected behind the army and rolled in the wind. A stone tablet was embroidered on the flag, and a few words of Daming Dynasty were embroidered on the stone tablet.

The great Ming Dynasty?

Ning Tao first thought of the "Ming Dynasty", but this Ming Dynasty flies and the other Ming Dynasty is bright. What's more, the real Ming Dynasty still needs hundreds of years to be born. How can it force the Tang Dynasty?

The flag is embroidered with the wordless stone tablet, which comes from the God ruins. Is this "Daming Dynasty" falling from the sky the country in the God ruins? Like the Tang Dynasty in this Yin Ruins, are all dynasties annihilated in the long river of history?

If so, the "great Ming Dynasty" will not be the dynasty of mortals. It should be the civilization of the fairyland.

Ning Tao's heart analyzed like this. He didn't see Lin Qinghua, but he could feel the existence of Lin Qinghua.

There was an atmosphere of tension and despair on the wall.

In the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty, there were also millions of troops, which could be distributed in different places. The scale of Chang'an city was 200000 troops. Suddenly, a million troops are killed. Can the emperor and the soldiers guarding the city not be nervous and afraid?

If the city is broken, Datang will be over.

"General! These two people don't kneel when they see the emperor luanjie. Their subordinates suspect that it is the enemy's detailed work. Please send it down!" Jin Wuwei reported to a general.

The general took back his sight, looked back at Ning Tao and Ma Mian, and asked sternly, "what Dynasty is the Daming Dynasty and who is your monarch?"

Ning Tao said, "this general, we are not elaborate. The great Ming Dynasty should be a country of another world. Do you believe it?"

"Nonsense!" The general was immediately angry, "cut the flag!"

Two Jin Wuwei pushed Ning Tao and his horse face to the crenel. The Jin Wuwei who charged Ning Tao kicked Ning Tao on the bend of his leg and tried to kick Ning Tao to his knees, but Ning Tao's legs didn't even tremble.

"Shit! You're stubborn when you're dying!" The Jin Wuwei scolded, pulled out the ring head knife and chopped it at Ning Tao's neck.

Ning Tao not only didn't hide, but also stretched his neck to facilitate the other party to cut.

Ma Mian smiled bitterly, "brother, what's this for?"

In his opinion, as long as Ning Tao is willing, a spell can destroy these people, but he stands on the wall and stretches his neck to get a knife.

Is it so fun?

Click!

The ring head knife struck Ning Tao's neck, and then bounced up. The blade rolled, but Ning Tao's neck didn't even leave a trace of being cut, let alone a wound.

The chopper Jin Wuwei was stunned, holding the curled ring head knife and looking at Ning Tao in horror.

The Tang army around retreated one after another, and their eyes seemed to meet ghosts.

Ning Tao said, "I am the star king in the sky. I am the patron saint of Chang'an city. If you want to live, you have to listen to me."

Bang Dang!

The decapitated Jin Wuwei fell to the ground with his curled sword. The next second, his legs softened and fell on his knees. "Immortal, spare your life! Immortal, spare your life!"

Boom!

Ning Tao's body releases the sky fire flame with black and white inlaid with Phnom Penh, just like the Buddha light on the god Buddha.

As soon as the sky fire and spirit flame came out, the Tang soldiers on the wall immediately knelt down. Those Tang soldiers lowered their heads and dared not look at Ning Tao. The general who ordered the order was even more frightened and knelt on the ground to admit his mistake. "Xingjun, spare your life, Xingjun..."

The situation here spread to the city tower of Chengde gate. More people moved their eyes and saw Ning Tao who was on fire kneeling down.

The horse whispered, "brother, which play are you singing?"

Ning Tao said with a smile, "being idle is also idle."

Horse face "..."

Of course, this is not idle. Of course, he has a war with Lin Qinghua, but such a big scene is also a good opportunity to earn soul energy. He can reap the energy of great faith and goodness from the officers and men of the Tang Dynasty and the people of Chang'an City, as well as from the millions of troops of the Daming Dynasty

The most evil energy in heaven.

This battlefield is a huge treasure for him. How can he casually miss it and kill Lin Qinghua?

This is like a book writer. The protagonist appears at the beginning, and then the villain OSS appears. As soon as they meet, they start to work without saying a word. The protagonist stabbed the villain OSS

What else does this book writer make?

The money is in the process, in the folds of the plot.

Therefore, the soul energy is on these ordinary soldiers and people, and playing tricks has become a necessary option.

It's just that this situation is not good. Let's explain it to Mamian here.

Soon the news that Xingjun came to Chang'an city spread to Tang Xuanzong and a group of Ministers on the upper floor of Chengde gate.

Li Sanlang didn't dare to ask big, so he quickly led a large group of ministers and Yang Yuhuan to the wall.

Yang Yuhuan stared at Ning Tao with astonishment in his eyes.

Ning Tao also looked at Yang Yuhuan. Yang Yuhuan in this period was only an entry-level cultivator, and his spiritual power was so weak that it was almost negligible. Even the real Yang Yuhuan lying in the sunken ship has very low spiritual cultivation. All her life, she is destined to be a cultivator of soy sauce.

Tang Xuanzong soon found out the situation, but he didn't bow down.

He is the son of heaven, the ninth and fifth emperor. He only worships the crape myrtle Star King and the greater God. An unknown little God, the sun star king, doesn't seem to be worth kneeling down. However, he also showed enough courtesy. He bowed deeply to Ning Tao, "I am the son of heaven of the Tang Dynasty. Thank the immortal for saving me. If the immortal can help me survive this disaster, I will build a temple for the immortal and enjoy the incense and fire of the people of the Tang Dynasty for all ages."

This is neither humble nor arrogant. It has the bearing of the son of heaven.

Everyone wants to be an emperor, but not everyone can be an emperor.

Ning Tao didn't talk to Tang Xuanzong. With a wave of his right hand, a group of ink gun exploded, and the gun pierced his palm. The next second, he threw out the meat and was shot, jumped on the gun and flew slowly along the wall. Wherever he passed, the soldiers and people of the Tang Dynasty scrambled to kneel down, and a large amount of Zhixin energy emerged for him to collect.

Although Tang Xuanzong is a super big man, he has no value here. An emperor who cannot contribute to the energy of faith has no interest in talking to him. On the contrary, those ordinary soldiers and ordinary people are valuable to him.

Under the wall, the cavalry phalanx stopped.

In the back, the infantry array was still moving, and the scene was like a tide.

Ning Tao flew around the city wall, collected a large amount of Zhixin energy, and then returned to the city wall downstairs of the gate floor of Chengde.

Yang Yuhuan looked at Ning Tao with beautiful eyes. At the moment, there was a little more worship in his eyes.

Tang Xuanzong was a little embarrassed. Just now Ning Tao didn't even say a word and flew away with the gun he saved. He lost face as the leader of the Tang Dynasty.

Ning Tao just said to Tang Xuanzong, "with this immortal, Chang'an city will be fine."

Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty bowed deeply again and said respectfully, "thank you for your help. Dare you ask the immortal, whose army is under the city and where is it from?"

Ning Tao moved his sight to the sky.

At this moment, a strange energy fluctuation appeared, and the source was in the dark cloud.

Suddenly, the dark clouds split. (https:)