I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

Chapter 307: Ten Thousand Ghosts Attack the City, the Beginning of Chaos

"Do not!!!"

Almost in an instant, countless people in Tianjing City let out desperate cries.

All I saw was a giant hand in the air.

Amidst countless flashes of thunder, in just one breath, the first layer of the formation was broken through, then the second layer, then the third layer, until the final tenth layer.

Rumbling--

The giant hand has not fallen.

Then there were waves of terrifying power suppressing them.

Those below the ninth rank were instantly crushed to the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. Those above the ninth rank also had pale faces, looking at the giant palm with despair.

"Who's going to save us?"

"Your Majesty, help me..."

"Run away..."

Countless people cried and wailed in pain.

"You evil beast, you're looking for death!" Inside the Qian Palace, the old Qian King showed hatred on his face.

This unfilial son was determined to force himself to use up the little life he had left. He had just resigned from his position as one of the Three Dukes, and he immediately sent people to attack the city?

In his opinion.

The story of the high priest overcoming the tribulation was just a prelude.

An excuse for him to bring all the rebels together.

After a loud shout.

The old King Qian floated in the air with his eyes closed, and he seemed to hear the desperate wails of countless people in his ears.

"Everyone, listen to my orders!"

As the words fell, the faces of countless people in Tianjing City suddenly froze.

"Is it... the voice of His Majesty?"

"The Lord is calling me?"

"No mistake, that was the voice just now."

"..."

Almost instantly, countless people reacted and shouted, "Untouchables, subjects, students... obey orders!"

Countless voices emanated from his heart.

Finally, they gathered into torrents and shot quickly towards the old King Qian in the air.

The old King Qian carefully felt the voices of the people and released the jade seal in his hand.

The terrifying giant hand was already right in front of him. If he didn't take action, half of Daqian would be sunk by this giant hand.

"Old buddy, I needed you once a hundred years ago, and I need you again now!"

Old King Qian muttered to himself as he watched the dragon energy swirling inside the jade seal.

After this battle, he is really close to death!

On the giant hand that supports the sky.

"Ha ha..."

"Brother Yue, I never imagined that the defensive formation of Tianjing City, known as the Tenth Layer Heaven-Proofing Formation, is just a name in vain. It couldn't even hold out against my Ghost Hand for a single breath!"

"That's right, Brother Gui Qing, I am indeed a little surprised."

The "Ghost Emperor" and the Moon Envoy stood at the end of the giant hand and laughed unscrupulously.

The ghosts and Moon Worshipers following behind him also laughed together.

As for the lives of hundreds of thousands of people under the ghost's hand?

Isn’t death a good opportunity to condense a blood pool?

On this side, the old King Qian's eyes lit up. He raised his hand and pointed at his forehead, and a slender transparent sword was pulled out from his forehead.

As the rapier came out, invisible sword energy overflowed, making a "clang clang" sound. Countless swords within a radius of ten, a hundred, or a thousand miles around followed suit, emitting crisp sword sounds and trembling slightly, as if they were paying homage to the king of swords.

"Well, what's going on?"

"Why is my sword chirping for no reason? Is it trembling?"

Countless people expressed surprise and doubt.

On the giant hand, the expressions of the Ghost Emperor and the Moon Envoy suddenly became serious. The situation seemed a little bad.

"The Sword of the Emperor?"

"The Great Qian Emperor Sword, ranked first in the Divine Weapon List?"

When the two thought of this, their faces suddenly fell. Wasn't it rumored that the old King Qian was about to die and would no longer be able to use this emperor's sword?

Even when the Ninth Princess nearly died last time, she only asked an old eunuch to swing the sword and repel the enemy.

Who is actually cheating them?

The next second, their pupils suddenly shrank, and they roared and shouted: "Defend, quickly, defend with all your strength!"

boom!

I saw a golden light shooting up into the sky, and with a "ripping" sound, it instantly cut through the giant hand's defense and continued to chop towards them.

It was the moment when the old King Qian was about to slap with his giant hand.

He pointed his sword finger and shouted loudly.

"Sword...broken!"

boom--

A golden light spread from near to far.

The rapier shot out from the old King Qian's hand, instantly cutting through the darkness of heaven and earth.

The dragon energy in the jade seal floating in the air was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This scene.

This caused the old King Qian's pupils to shrink slightly, and he secretly thought that something was wrong.

His body was too weak, and he could only use the Sword of the Son of Heaven by borrowing dragon energy.

But he had squandered the dragon energy of Daqian a hundred years ago, and later that rebellious son took away a part of it, so he didn't have much left.

Right now, the people's livelihood in Daqian is getting worse, and the dragon energy is condensing even more slowly.

It's just that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

"Evil son, is this your real plan?"

Old King Qian looked at the giant hand that was cut in half in mid-air by his sword. Countless ghosts and monsters cried and howled, and countless corpses were cut in half by the sword and fell from mid-air.

bang bang bang-

The people who were looking at this scene with despair on their faces fell on the street, and they kowtowed and cried towards the direction of Prince Qian's Palace.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life!"

"..."

Chu He stood above the Academy of Literature, with a green light in his hand like an umbrella, covering most of the Academy. When the giant hand pressed down just now, he was protecting the entire Academy.

Otherwise, most of the weaklings in the Wenyuan Academy, who had not even cultivated their literary energy, would have exploded and died long ago.

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

"Your Excellency is very kind."

"..."

Chu He waved at them and retracted the green light. Fortunately, the giant hand was split in half by the earth-shaking sword light.

I really want to take a picture of this giant hand.

He could only hide in the cave world in an instant.

However, Chu He looked at the giant hand that seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and he always felt that things were not that simple.

next moment.

Countless ghostly howls were heard from inside the giant hand. The giant hand, which was split into two halves, instantly turned into countless balls of black mist. In each ball of black mist, there seemed to be a terrifying evil ghost roaring.

Horrifying human faces emerged from the black fog, and then immediately pounced on the people on the ground.

"Ah...don't come over here, don't..."

call--

A breeze blew, and the people possessed by the black fog were instantly turned into dust and dissipated in the wind, while the black fog went on to find another one.

For a moment, countless people wailed and ran around. Some warriors swung their swords and cut the black fog into several pieces with one sword.

Unfortunately, the next moment.

These several groups of black fog directly surrounded them, and their fate was similar to that of the ordinary people.

As the black fog absorbed more and more essence of flesh and blood, it gradually took on a human form.

"Damn it! Brother Yue, let's work together to kill this old immortal first!!"

In mid-air, half of the "Ghost Emperor"'s face was cut off, and he glared at the old King Qian in anger.

The Moon Envoy beside him was not much better off. Half of his body was gone and he was directly dissipated by the sword energy of the Emperor's Sword.

Fortunately, they are all Martial Saints of the Ninth Level.

The only thing that gave them a headache about this injury was the panic-stricken sword intent that wiped out everything.

Their strength was greatly weakened.

As for the subordinates behind them, some were killed and some were injured, with heavy casualties!

The one-eyed ghost of the seventh level of Martial Saint was directly chopped into pieces by a sword.

"Go ahead, kill him first!"

The Moon Envoy also showed hatred on his face.