Chapter 516 Guliang City

For millions of years.

The State of Zhao has always been the leading superpower of the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

There are the ruins of the ancient battlefield here, and it is also stationed in the Northern Qin land. The only great sword cultivator - Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect.

In the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin, Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect has a transcendent status and generally does not participate in the battle between the battle between the supremacy and the cultivation world.

Regarding the battle between the Sanqing Sect and the Blood Refining Sect, the Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect is neutral.

In the past, the little Yuyang Kingdom was just a vassal state of Lingxiao Xianjian Sect.

It was not until the rise of Yang Fan and the Sanyou Old Demon that this fate was broken.

But it is undeniable that the power of Zhao State and the transcendent existence of Lingxiao Xianjian Sect.

However, in recent decades, millions of miles of Zhao's territory have been tragically damaged by war and invaded by barbarian monks.

Of course, the Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect stepped forward, united with the Three Qing Sects, the Blood Refining Sect, and the Thirteen Kingdoms to fight against the nine barbarian tribes.

But even so, it cannot stop the pace of the barbarians in the Western Mountains.

Especially when the "Black Wind Demon Emperor" came out of seclusion, the battle was in a one-sided situation.

In recent years, more than 90% of the territory of Zhao State has been captured, and all the sects of immortal cultivation have been destroyed and fled.

The superpower with millions of miles of rivers and mountains has fallen to such a point.

It is conceivable that when the barrier of Zhao State was crossed, how could the other countries have finished their eggs?

On this day, in the last base of Zhao State, Guliang City... there were two new reinforcements from Yuyang State.

Yang Fan looked up at the ancient city in the distance with the vicissitudes of time, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The ancient Liangcheng is said to be a broken immortal city left in ancient times, with a radius of four or five hundred miles.

The immortal city of the past, after ancient wars and the destruction of hundreds of thousands of years of storms, is more like a ruined wall.

However, it now has become a heavy mission to shoulder the last base of Zhao State.

According to Feng Xi, there are 500,000 monks guarding this ancient Liang City at this moment. This is not only the remaining elite monks in Zhao State, but also reinforcements from all over the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

Yang Fan could hardly imagine what fate would the "Yuyang Kingdom" adjacent to Zhao State face when the "Ancient Liang City" was captured.

It is because of the existence of this city that it resisted most of the offensives of the nine barbarian tribes and also saved Yuyang Kingdom from war.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became sharp.

To be reasonable, he must participate in this war and must sweep away the barbarians, not only to repel them, but also to fight them.

Only in this way can he be at ease to fight in the extreme north, the inner sea, the Qin and other places, and embark on the journey of finding "Tianyi Soul Water".

As the "Ancient Liang City" in his vision gradually approached, Yang Fan also felt a murderous aura of gold and iron.

Expanding his spiritual consciousness, let alone seeing tens of thousands of monks fighting in a high altitude in a certain direction in Guliang City.

It was the Barbarians and the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance, each with two high-level Nascent Soul and more than a dozen high-level Golden Elixirs. A large-scale confrontation was launched outside the ancient Liang City.

The battle between tens of thousands of monks, the fluctuations of spiritual energy, and the distance is so far away, can be clearly felt, which is stunning.

The dazzling spells and magic weapons, from a distance, look like fireworks everywhere, is so beautiful.

However, Yang Fan's spiritual sense clearly saw countless bloody corpses and heard countless screams and despair...

Cruel...bloody...chaos...

Only when you are in battle can you realize his tragic and helplessness.

However, from a distance, he is still so beautiful, or sad.

"The barbarians attacked again, but fortunately there were no great monks to fight. Otherwise, it would definitely be a full-scale attack."

Feng Xi sighed lightly.

Under the leadership of the three Yuanyings, Yang Fan and Hu Fei approached Guliang City.

Before he could fly into the ten miles, a team of monks suddenly flew in front of him, about twenty people. The old man in the city in the lead was full of wrinkles and gray beard. He was actually a great monk in Jindan.

"Who?"

The great Jindan monk's divine consciousness swept across everyone, and his expression changed slightly. The people who came were all high-level Nascent Soul, and three of them knew each other.

However, they still have to come and interrogate the responsibilities.

Because before, barbarian monks disguised themselves as senior members of the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance, and then launched a tactic of internal and external cooperation.

"So it's Elder Feng, who are these two?"

The old man in the team leader's eyes swept over Yang Fan and Hu Fei, and felt the terrible aura on the latter.

Elder Feng Xi smiled and introduced: "These two are fellow Daoist Yang and fellow Daoist Hu from Yuyang Fairy City. They are here to help the Communist Party fight against the barbarians.

"Yuyang Country?" The old man with flower beard flashed in his eyes and asked excitedly: "Who dares ask who is Senior Yang Fan and Yang?"

He looked at Yang Fan and Hu Fei, and his eyes quickly turned to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled slightly: "What are you going to know?"

"You are... Senior Yang?" The old man Huafeng was extremely excited, his voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with an expression of expectation and excitement.

"You finally... are out of seclusion."

The old man with flower beard almost burst into tears, his eyes were red, and he seemed to see infinite hope in his eyes.

Yang Fan was a little surprised.

"The young old man is a monk from the seven sects of Jin State. Fifty years ago, he saw his senior show his power in Luoshan State and compete with the ancestor of Blood Refining. Later, the senior did not go out of seclusion and did not see any news."

The old man with flower beard showed a hint of remembrance and fear on his face.

As a character of that era, he deeply understood the terribleness of the legendary man in front of him.

The old man Huafeng's body shivered slightly, his eyes were rosy, and he looked at Yang Fan deeply: "There is rumors outside that you are the only person who can save the current situation of Bei Qin, and the old man also believes in this."

"Now, you finally came out of seclusion..."

The old man with flower beard was inexplicably excited, and his hope and fighting spirit were even stronger.

He seemed to see the dawn in the darkness.

At the end, the old man in Huabing bowed to Yang Fan.

The pair of monks behind him, more than twenty people, bowed deeply to Yang Fan with excitement.

"Fellow Daoist is serious. Yang will do his best. I am not only trying to aid Bei Qin, but also fighting for my homeland."

Yang Fan quickly raised his hand and lifted them up with a gentle force.

Farewell to the old man Huabing, Feng Xi looked at Yang Fan with a little complicated look and took him into Guliang City.

The patrol monk behind him looked at Yang Fan's leaving back with the old man in the flower beard, bowed again, and his eyes were filled with infinite hope and admiration.

After Yang Fan and the other two completely disappeared, a young foundation-building cultivator behind him asked in confusion: "Senior Ning, why do you respect him so much? Can he really change the overall situation of this battle of fate?"

"Yes, you must." Senior Ning took a deep breath: "Only in that era can you understand his terror."

"In the ten thousand years of history of the Northern Qin Dynasty, he was the only one who killed the great monks of the Nascent Soul who enjoyed such honor."

"Fifty years ago, he was at least comparable to the three great monks, and was a forgotten legend. Now, he has been in seclusion for fifty years and has come out of seclusion again, and will inevitably become a key figure in turning the war around."

After listening to Senior Ning’s explanation, all the monks behind him showed a look of admiration and yearning.

After a while, Yang Fan and others entered Guliang City.

Elder Fengxi arranged an elegant guest room for Yang Fan and Hu Fei, and sent someone to report to the three great monks of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

Then someone came to report the news, and the three great monks and other senior officials were discussing important matters, but they had not received any guests in the past few days.

Hu Fei couldn't help but be furious when he heard this: "Damn it, these three great monks who are so bird eggs don't even see us."

"Maybe I'm really discussing something important and can't report it."

Yang Fan was still calm.

Feng Xi smiled apologetically: "Two, please forgive me. I suffered a defeat a few days ago and lost two fellow Nascent Souls, three cultivators and other senior officials, and have been discussing in the secret room."

"No hurry." Yang Fan nodded and said, "I just arrived in Guliang City and still need to understand some situations."

That night, a afterimage flashed in.

"See the King of Heaven."

The visitor was a young man with an extremely ordinary appearance, kneeling in front of Yang Fan.

"Report the situation here." Yang Fan said carelessly.

"... A few days ago, "Feng Wujue", one of the three great monks, was injured by the Black Wind Demon Emperor. I heard that the situation is very serious. At present, we are working together with the power of more than a dozen Nascent Soul Powers to save it."

"What exactly is Feng Wujue's injury? To the point where the power of a dozen Nascent Soul Powers is to be saved?"

Yang Fan's expression changed slightly, and he felt the seriousness of the matter.

Feng Wujue, nicknamed "Lingxiao Sword Immortal", is one of the three great monks in the Northern Qin Dynasty.
To be continued...