Just as the friends listened to the poem and looked at the information Lin Qiuran found, they were stunned and helpless, the white clouds that were riding on were gradually descending.

Gradually, I could see the huge city under my feet and the crowds of people passing by like ants.

It seemed that the crowd on the ground could see them on the clouds and pointed at them.

At this time, the long final poem finally came to an end: "Hering the horses and Huashan, showing the sacrificial martial arts, opening our Zhou family for eight hundred years, hanging the head of a single husband in the big white flag, fighting the ghost of the fallen soldiers. The wise man of the Tianting man named Shangfu, and the flower papers on the altar are listed, the ranking of the great heroes and spirits, and the ancient and modern legends of the Shang and Zhou dynasties!"

After reading the final poem, the master here continued to talk about the task in that confusing voice.

As my friends guessed, this place is the capital of the dynasty rich in Jiuzhou, known as Tianjing, with a population of one million.

Today, Zi Wang was called the King of Ming, who loved women, was licentious and lewd, ignored the government, and also engaged in civil engineering, wine, ponds, meat and forests, causing complaints from the people, and the people were living in poverty, and wars were everywhere.

The task of Xiao Ling and his friends is to do their best to help the Ming King maintain his rule, suppress rebellions from all directions and practitioners from all walks of life who have taken advantage of the chaos and caused trouble to the world.

If it was the Battle of the Gods of Shang and Zhou, they would obviously stand on the side of the unjust King Zhou; if it was the Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties, they stood on the side of Emperor Yang of Sui; if it was the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, they stood on the side of the Later Lord of the Southern Tang... In short, it was contrary to the general trend.

This is how the attack on the space-time flow is. It is not that the space-time flow has weakened to a certain extent, making everyone feel that they can take a bite, so who will come?

The cloud head was still falling slowly, and the crowd on the ground gradually bowed their heads and bowed, saying, "Immortal Master! Immortal Master!"

It can be seen that they were all dressed in rags, with a sluggish body, slow movements and dull eyes. When they saw Xiao Ling and his group landing, they showed a rare light of hope in their eyes.

But the immortal masters in the sky have never met them before, and they only met for the first time... It was just the instinctive reaction of the fallen man seeing straw, the gambler seeing money, and the addict seeing drugs.

In a few seconds, a rapid sound of horse hooves came along the long street, and the dilapidated and poor people were tilted, their heads were bleeding, and their oh screams were filled with screams.

A team of cavalry came over, first a young general with white robe, full of armor and heroic figure. He looked up at the sky, his eyes were majestic, and shouted with a full voice: "Who is the demonic way? It's bright and bright, and he dares to show off in Tianjing. Shoot down!"

"Yes! Wu Yilang!" A group of cavalrymen stationed together, "swipe" and took out the hard crossbow at their waists, "swish swish swish swish swish..." The dense crossbow arrows were scattered towards the friends in the air and went to the sky.

Is it here to show off my power? So simple and crude?

The key is... this is a bit wrong? Didn't we support the Ming King to protect his throne? Why was the tragic cannon fodder left by Shen Gongbao "Fellow Fellow"? Why was he attacked by his own people?

"Forget it. Since you have entered the game, your name must be on the list of Gods. You can't go out. Since you come, you can rest assured."

"We all have the title of Star Official, and I think the people from the Anbu must have received the news..." After all, there are few people who have the opportunity to participate in the Battle of the Gods. No one has any experience, so naturally they don't know that after entering the game, there is the Order of the Gods outside, and there is no need for feedback on the title of Star Official.

"I don't know if they will send people to catch us, but even if they send people, the scale and setting of the Battle of the Gods may not work. We still have to save ourselves and cannot just rely on reinforcements." Gradually, we calmed down from the panic of being trapped in the Battle of the Gods, Xiao Ling carefully pondered and analyzed.

As he spoke, the arrows shot from the strong bow and crossbow of the cavalry team on the ground had already flown into the crowd of locusts and flew on everyone's heads.

At the same time, looking around, you can see that there are many such white clouds on the entire Tianjing City. Each white cloud is more or less ridden with cultivators similar to Xiao Ling's friends. Their clothes are very different in shapes and colors. They should be participants in this Battle of the Gods, right? Local contestants.

Faced with the raids from the army on the ground, the friends were not panicked.

"Brush" Pu Rou opened the Tianji Umbrella and turned around toward the flying marble surface. The light of spirit was wrapped around, and all the arrows shot were absorbed onto the umbrella surface.

He suddenly put away the umbrella, "Crash..." A rain of arrows broke out under the clouds.

Page of truth!

Xiao Ling "swished" and tore off a page of the Tianshu to strengthen his vision. At the same time, straight lines, refractions, and reflections of the optical laws were used to adjust the light to the internal structure of the eyeballs such as the pupils, crystals, retina, etc.

With so many effects strengthening, his vision can probably be improved to a level that is similar to the difference in taste, 12.8.

He used his eyes to look at the other auspicious clouds, and saw pale faces and groups of dumb chickens... Except for the neat clothes, the local contestants in the sky were almost the same as the common people below.

These indigenous people are even more panicked than themselves...

Although they were indigenous people of this time and space flow, they obviously did not know about this battle of the Gods.

The time and space flow have become weak to the point where they are forced to fight against the gods. Are they not mentally prepared at all? It is simply incredible.

You know, even those who are as weak as the two, are prepared for the Battle of the Gods... Even if they are not physically prepared, they will always have psychological preparations.

What happened to these people in front of you?

Even though they were obviously extraordinary, they were injured by the powerful bow and crossbow of the soldiers below. Not only were they shot at the sky cultivators who were riding their horses and galloping. Some were shot to death, some were shot to the clouds and fell to the ground. Then they were quickly surrounded by the soldiers. They didn't even have time to resist, and they put on the blade.

I originally thought that the extraordinary people in this world might have entered and started the game on the first night of the New Year. From this point of view, my group of people is still the first wave.

Xiao Ling's thoughts were heard and analyzed the information he could obtain.

But Park Rou held an umbrella lightly, took away the arrows from the sky, and threw them away.

The people on the ground were already shocked. Seeing this, they kowtowed and even dragged out the incense table when they returned home. Many people burned incense and worshiped, saying that "the immortals and immortals appeared in the world" and so on.

After all, they are just ordinary people. They stay on the ground, and they can't see too much. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so pious when they see extraordinary people being shot and falling like dumplings, right?

However, this also annoyed a team of cavalrymen who were riding in the long street, especially the young white-robed horse who took the lead. He heard his harsh shout, like a collision of gold and jade: "The demons confuse the crowd! Men, set up a sun-shooting array for me!"

"Yes!" The soldiers responded with a loud bang, "Sweep!" They immediately stopped moving, and with the rise of inspiration, everyone was significantly improved, whether it was their inner attributes or external pomp.

The armor emits brilliance, showing tiger, leopard, lion pattern, and its body surges by about a foot, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and its evil spirits are ripe.

Once again, I picked up the bow and took the arrow, and the sound of the arrow breaking through the air was obviously different.

As time goes on, the auspicious clouds that are loading everyone fly lower and lower, and the lows are almost falling on the roofs of some residential houses. The closer distance also makes the power of the arrows soar!

Park Rou took out the Tianji umbrella and rotated it again. Although the strong arrows he pulled changed direction slightly, they could not be like the last time, and they were directly closed on the umbrella surface, just to make them concentrate more on themselves.

In this way, not only did they not be able to confiscate them, but the attacks became more intensive.

"I'll do it! Well, um, oh!" Peng Shuai went up, and the tiger and leopard thunder sound exploded, and his attributes skyrocketed in an instant. The effect was much stronger than the songs he was good at. Of course, those songs influenced a range, and he could only hear the tiger and leopard thunder sound himself. With this, the tiger and leopard thunder sound was stronger.

He clenched his steel fists with both hands and waved his afterimages. "Ding Ding Dangdang" heard a scattered sound. In the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of powerful arrows were gathered together on his fists, as if he was a straw boat borrowing arrows.

"Crackling" thrown to the ground like Park Rou.

"I'll do it!" Lin Qiuran shouted like this as Peng Shuai took action. In the blink of an eye, dozens or even hundreds of crystal ice cones condensed around him...

It’s just a pity that Peng Shuai’s speed is faster than him. When his skills come out, they will steal all the limelight.

Helplessly, Lin Qiuran waved his hand, and dozens or hundreds of crystal ice cones were under his control, and he turned around in one go, and then it was like fireworks, no, like guided missiles, shot out from all directions, following different trajectories, along different paths, and shooting towards the soldiers under the clouds, densely packed, like rain, hail, and like snow, like waterfalls.

The soldiers were in a panic and took out their shields to block them.

"Don't hurt anyone!" Xiao Ling suddenly shouted.

Lin Qiuran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly waved his hand and showed a strange posture. The ice cones that were about to shoot into the cavalry formation paused together, and hundreds of ice cones instantly froze in the air, as if the special effects of a movie were used. Under the sunlight, it was blinding.

Then the ice cone suddenly turned, "crackling..." rubbed the bodies of the cavalry and shot onto the ground, and the ice crystal debris exploded all over the ground, condensed into ice fog that covered the entire street.

The soldiers were holding their shields and dazed, and sweat from the corners of their foreheads slid down.
Chapter completed!