Immortal Devil Transformation

A rush of footsteps rang on the walls of this city gate.

A middle-aged city defense official with an extremely ugly face will march towards the winch position with a crowd.

The open gate is naturally of open use. Some Chinese troops in the outskirts of Zhongzhou and some of the armaments delivered by the workshop are to enter Zhongzhou City through this open gate... For someone like him who must ensure that the gate is always open, this gate is his own life, this gate can be in trouble at other times, how can there be problems at this critical time!

As soon as the city gate winch appeared in his gaze, his pupils contracted sharply, shouting, pulling out the waist knife, and shouting: “Who made you do this! ”

More than a dozen city gate guards are joining forces to curl a metal lock post.

Any city gate guard knows perfectly well that this metal locking post was used to prevent the winch from reversing.

As you lift the gate, every time the giant gear of the winch moves forward, this metal locking post rolls into the retracted gear grid so that even if the sergeant turns the winch no longer hard, the gear will not retract and the raised gate will not fall again.

While this winch is pushed by dozens of sergeants together, it must also pause in the middle, and the sergeant who pushes it cannot have enough strength to lift the gates up unceasingly. Most importantly, without a locking device, the gates will fall again, even at their highest level, unless dozens of people are able to hold on.

In reality, the instantaneous burst power and this sustained force are completely different, with dozens of sergeants shouting in unison, while the force can easily turn the winch in a single stroke, yet it is not possible to keep the force going and hang such a heavy gate.

Simply put, as long as this metal locking column is damaged, this gate will never be open until the winch is repaired!

In the face of the middle-aged city defense official's impatient draught and direct pulling out of the sheath, the more than a dozen city gate guards who were destroying the capsule locking device had no stops at all, and no one even answered his question.

All the rest of the Yun Qin soldiers standing around the dozen sergeants just looked at him coldly.

“Sir Guan...”

The middle-aged city defense officer's waist knife fell on the ground in front of him.

Only then did he discover that one of the Yunqin army members existed several ranks above him.

The rank of official far exceeded that of his coarsely faced Yun Qin soldier, the former leader of Zhengwu Shicheng Guan Yingshou Guan Yong.

In the bloody days when Emperor Yunqin and Jiang family broke apart, Guan Yong and his superior Lu's extermination enemies were promoted to become important generals in the Zhongzhou army.

In the knowledge of this middle-aged city defense official, Guan Yong and Lu's enemies should reasonably be more assured of the freedom of the gates than he is.

“When.”

It is the sound of the crowbar loosening from the metal column of the winch.

Metal columns made of extremely tough cloud steel have only slightly bent and are no longer lockable, but the dozen old guards of the city gate have not stopped and have begun to remove the pins from other institutions on the winch to cause more damage.

Guan Yong remained silent.

After a cold look at a middle-aged city defense official, he seemed to think of him as air and no longer existed in his eyes.

The middle-aged city defense official began to get cold and began to sweat all the time.

He fully understood what had happened, and he understood that the most important thing to do at the moment was to obey, otherwise he would not have waited for the end of the war and would have thrown it out like garbage, like some of the parts removed from the winch.

“Boom!”

It's like some kind of strange chain reaction.

The middle-aged city defense official and Guan Yong were in the vicinity of this city gate building, and the dust generated by the fall of the city gate was still rising. Another similarly heavy noise caused the entire city wall to tremble with trembling noise, which rang from the northwest corner.

After one sound, another.

Five consecutive sounds of giants treading like their bodies rang in different directions in Chinatown.

Plus here, a total of six.

The only question that this middle-aged city defense official is thinking about right now is how not seven, but six.

Yet it was like answering a question in his heart, just a few breaths apart, thumping, the walls trembling again.

Even Chinese Guards running in the palace heard this loud rumbling, but they couldn't figure out what it was.

……

The seven originally opened gates were all closed, locking all the people in Zhongzhou City in the city, while also blocking the convoy of Zhongzhou guards and transporters who were still coming from outside the city.

Wen Xuanju wrinkled deeply in the seven loud sounds.

“This is the Emperor's second open card. ”

He turned his head and looked at the white-shirted literary man beside him. “Lu's enemies and Guan Yung betrayed him. ”

“At a time when thousands of people who they could not afford to kill had come to gain our trust, it would be difficult for them to do so.” The White Shirt Man nodded and said quietly: “Dixie Fei has betrayed him, otherwise they cannot do this alone. ”

Wen Xuan hub sank down, “Not bad, Di Xuanfei also betrayed. ”

“I just don't get it.” The White Shirt Man looked at Wen Xuan Hu, who was extremely hazy, and said: “Di Xiaofei is not like the kind of wall grass in the hall. He is a foolish official who only knows the wind and falls. He is an outstanding leader of the Dragon Snake Side Army. People like him may know more about fighting than I do. Even if he wanted to betray, he should do so when he could achieve the greatest good. At this moment we have just begun to fight the emperor. Whoever wins or loses is simply an unknown number. He chose betrayal at this time, and it is too early. ”

“If the Emperor still has something to deal with tens of thousands of us, this broken palace can't be filled, only in Mount True Dragon.” Wen Xuanxun looked at the real Dragon Mountain in the palace and smiled. “Do you believe that the real Dragon Mountain really has a dragon hidden like the legend? A dragon that can swallow all of us? ”

Vincent White smiled, “You don't believe it, and neither do I. ”

“So Lu's enemies and Guan Yang's rebellion are not rebellious, the city is not closed, it has nothing to do with it.” Wen Xuanxun said coldly: "If all of us in this city are not enough to defeat this broken palace, then the Chinese army outside the city makes no sense at all. ”

White Shirt Vincent said peacefully, "That's what I meant too. If there is enough power in the palace to fight us, we turn our heads against the city wall guards and will be caught on both sides. So let this city be closed… look at this closed city, whose it belongs in the end. ”

Wen Xuan nodded, then raised his fist and swung forward.

And this order, despite its end, all the Chinese troops in the city, entered the palace with all their strength.

There was a silver tidal influx of Chinese Guards into the Golden Palace.

This is a place that ordinary people will never be able to enter in their lifetime.

Some sergeants couldn't even bear to concentrate their eyes under their feet. When they were breathing heavily, the first thought was not battle, but underfoot this golden, obviously thick floor brick, is it made of pure gold or not?

Doesn't look like pure gold, like bricks, but what kind of clay can burn to such a heavy, condensed color?

A silver sergeant couldn't help stabbing a long gun in his hand to the ground, and he got the answer.

There was a very fine spot on the ground, and the powder in the spot, unlike metal, was like some kind of ceramic powder.

And at the same time that he had some ridiculous exploration of the answer to that question, there was a lot of golden lightning and swordlight in the hall.

A practitioner dressed in light gold began to show his figure in many parts of the palace, killing the Zhongzhou Guard at the same speed as a swordsman at Xianyi College.

The whole Imperial City kills.

Inside the ruined palace, the body of the Zhongzhou Guard, dressed in silver, began to be everywhere.

From the outside, it seemed like the Zhongzhou guards were pouring into the palace from all over, like a herd of sheep being driven out of the slaughterhouse.

This rate of death and injury is staggering.

However, Wen Xuanxun's mood remained very calm.

For him, it was just a process in which both sides constantly squeezed the real power out of each other's hands.

The Emperor is one of the founders of the Thunder Academy. In such a war, since so many practitioners of the Immortal Academy have appeared, it is also very normal for many more practitioners of the Thunder Academy to appear.

All he had to worry about was trying to annihilate the enemy so that he didn't expect a change.

……

With the constant fall of a renowned Thunder Academy practitioner and Zhongzhou Wei, Yunqin Palace, which was already full of people, appeared to be a little empty again.

An old man in a gorgeous robe, coming out of a palace, appeared on the middle axis of the Imperial City behind the Golden Palace.

Wen Xuanjun's carriage has reached a palace bridge in front of the Golden Palace.

Perhaps it was his frame that made such an old man appear.

Anyway, at this moment, Wen Xuanxun saw the old man strolling along the median axis avenue covered with corpses and driving towards his car.

The old man, the Imperial City Dafeng Ni He Year, is the most powerful practitioner in the whole of Zhongzhou City.

No matter which practitioner in Zhongzhou City such a person walks towards, the practitioner will always feel extremely stressed.

However, at this time, when Nihe year appeared, Wen Xuanxun's mouth was filled with a smile. He had to think in his heart, Chang Sun Jinser, are you finally going to be impoverished?

The next two chapters are still at night.