The white bones were as crystal clear as jade, but in less than a breath, the white on the jade turned into pale, and then turned into countless powders, scattered all over the ground.

The first half-immortal of Hedao fell.

After the fall of Taoist Tianyi, Taoist Tianbing, Taoist Lingbi, and Taoist Lingya, all grew old quickly, and time flowed through them at a speed of hundreds of times...

"Sure enough, the Taoist Lord is worthy of being the Taoist Lord!" He released his spiritual consciousness and just swept the bank of the Yellow River. Taoist Lingya sighed.

When he saw that Taoist Tianyi was pushing the frozen frost of the Yellow River into the middle of the Yellow River with his own strength, he thought that when he used this ritual and the benefit of the heaven and earth, the four of them, the Taoist and half-immortals, might survive one or two, survived and had the final care for their descendants.

But he didn't expect that after the fall of Taoist Tianyi, among the three of them, Taoist Tian Bing and Taoist Lingbi fell one after another, and he himself had only one last breath. The frost of the frozen Yellow River was still one inch away from the north of the Yellow River. If it was normal, if it was frozen due to the weather, then this land of about an inch could be ignored. But now, the freezing of the Yellow River depends entirely on the four Taoist half-immortals who use the Dharma rituals, and it is not a disadvantage to all the secret techniques to be made easier by the celestial phenomena. If the frost does not go north of the Yellow River, then this secret technique will not be perfect.

If they fail to be perfect, it means that when their true energy fades, the frost on the Yellow River will soon fade away, and the army crossing the river will turn into vain. In this way, the deaths of the three Taoist Tianyi and the others, together with the price he paid, will be completely and meaningless...

"I am worthy of being the Lord of Taoism!" Looking at the distance between heaven and earth, which was obviously only an inch but far away.

Before they set out, the elders and peak masters of Longshan Road gathered together to discuss how many people they had to complete this plan, and when they completed this plan, there would be no trace left behind. The other elders of Longshan Road believed that to complete this plan, at least five Hedao Half Immortals were needed, and then clear the beginning and end, more than three Hedao Half Immortals were needed. Only the Taoist Master of Longshan Road, who only ordered the four of them, said that it was enough to only need the four of them.

And the current situation is exactly the same as what the Lord of Longshan Daozhu expected--

At this moment, the Taoist Lingya finally understood why the Taoist lord of Longshan Dao was so sure that the four of them were enough to complete this secret technique, and there was no need for anyone else to finish it for them.

Because of the completion of this secret method, in addition to the need to squeeze out everything from the four Taoist and half-immortals, the power inside the entire Dharma ritual is also completely drained and detonated. In this way, the four Taoist and half-immortals fell without leaving any traces, and this Dharma ritual also disappeared without leaving any traces. In this way, there is naturally no need for other people to wipe out the final beginning and end for them.

Heaven and earth are like plates, and change like a game. In this chess game, those below the Hedao Half Immortal are all chess pieces, but aren't the chess players in the eyes of countless people also chess pieces?

At this last moment, what suddenly came to Lingya Taoist's mind was this idea-there were only twelve chess players in this world from beginning to end.

——The king of the two empires, the Taoist lords of the nine sects, and the mountain lords of Wanling Mountain.

"No, there are only eleven people left in this chess player, because Wanling Mountain no longer exists." Taoist Lingya thought, and then, he brazenly activated the last touch of true energy that maintained the vitality of the teeth.

Regarding this ending, Taoist Lingya was not resentful in his heart. As the elder of Longshan Dao, he knew very well that the ending now was the best ending for Longshan Dao.

First, in front of King Liu Bin of Wu, the almost unrivalled power of their practitioners was shown, and the most important move for Liu Bin to win the world. Secondly, at this time, other sects suspected that they were using Longshan Dao, but because the four Taoist and half-immortals and the Dharma rituals completely disappeared without leaving any traces, the other sects naturally could not find any other clues or any flaws.

Without flaws, other sects naturally have no excuses to get a share of the most delicious fruits from this change that Longshan Dao has worked hard to get...

The decision of the Lord of Longshan Daodao is indeed called ruthless for the four of them, but for the entire Longshan Dao, it is undoubtedly the best choice.

As for whether their descendants would be treated as promised by other half-immortals of Longshan Dao after the four of them fell, the Lingya Taoist Taoist had no doubt about this - one of the nine major sects, the four half-immortals of the Hedao, died without hesitation, while the sect behind them could not even be treated preferentially, so why could this Longshan Dao become one of the nine major sects?

The "ding" sound in Lingya Taoist's ear was extremely slight, but it was like thunder, like the sound of the collapse of heaven and earth.

Taoist Lingya knew very well where this sound came from - this was his life, a completely shattered sound, and it was also the completely shattered sound of the Dharma rituals they arranged around this.

After the fall of Taoist Lingya and even the magic ritual was detonated, draining the last trace of power, the secret technique was finally completed, and the last inch of distance from the last chasm north of the Yellow River, which was like a natural barrier north of the Yellow River, was finally crossed at this moment - at this moment, south of the Yellow River and north of the Yellow River, completely penetrated by the frost and white, and the natural barrier turned into a thoroughfare at this moment.

Almost at the same time, the Dharma rituals that covered a thousand miles of land, the body of the Taoist Lingya, and even the bone meal that had fallen on the ground before, completely collapsed at this moment, leaving no trace.

And on the high handsome stage on the river bank, Liu Bi also pulled out the long sword from his waist at this moment.

The reflection of the sword seemed particularly eye-catching at this moment. When the sword fell, on the river bank, there was already a large army that had been prepared for the whole army. Finally, he shouted the word "destiny" and stepped onto the ice layer on the Yellow River.

A distance of only a hundred feet is just a charge distance in front of this army...

...

"Master, make a decision early!" North of the Yellow River, watching the frost spread little by little, the generals became more and more anxious.

"It's really true, I won't give you any chance!" As the frost swept over, there was an unparalleled, bitter cold hidden inside the frost.

——This coldness comes from the secret method of Longshan Dao. For those mortals, these coldness can still be accepted, but if the practitioner wants to rely on his true energy to break the ice layer, then the moment his means fall on the ice layer will inevitably sweep over this infinite coldness and turn into frost.

For this plan, Longshan Dao has paid the price of four Taoist and half immortals. How could it leave this fatal flaw in this plan?

Therefore, even though they know that after the Yellow River is frozen, it is almost impossible for practitioners to rely on supernatural powers to crush the ice layer, their secret method still reserves enough backup in this ice layer to prevent those practitioners who completely ignore the consequences.

Although their backing will soon dissipate for the sake of secrecy, the width of the Yellow River is only more than a hundred feet - it has turned into a natural chasm, and it is just a charge distance in front of the army. After the army crosses the river, even if the ice layer is broken, it will have no meaning to Longshan Road.

Even the Hedao half-immortals in Longshan Road were hoping that after the army crossed the river, there would be reckless practitioners to smash the ice layer - because after that, in order to avoid the complete transformation of the Yellow River and the country along the Yellow River, the other sects would inevitably put all their attention on the broken ice of the Yellow River. In this way, Liu Bi's offensive against Chang'an would no longer be blocked.

And this almost means that Liu Bi can capture the Chang'an City without any obstacles and sit firmly on the throne of the emperor.

...

On the bank of the Yellow River, Tai Pan looked at the people in front of him and was arguing with each other. In his heart, except for the faint regret, there was only the endless coldness. Unfortunately, he finally broke the disputes within the Tianshi Mansion, and he was completely useless, and the coldness was the endless chill.

If Taipan was not sure at this moment, the frozen closure of the Yellow River in front of him was from the hands of a practitioner, Taipan might as well pick out his eyes.

And this endless chill made the secret joy that aroused by successfully calculating the practitioners of the Tianshi Mansion completely cleaned up. No matter how exquisite his plan was or how skillful he was in his mind, what could it be compared with the method of changing the world in front of him?

For practitioners, the most important thing is always their own cultivation and their own strength - planning, there will be times when they fail, calculations, and things that cannot be considered, but their own cultivation and their own strength are true.

"Walk?"

“Where to go?”

"Who can get rid of the 500,000 troops? "

"Under the pursuit of the 500,000 troops, escape safely. Do you think you are Wu'an Jun or Huaiyin Hou?"

Looking at the anxious faces on the generals' faces, Yuan Ang's face suddenly became extremely cold.

Go? Don't he want to leave?

The Yellow River Camp is only 50,000 troops, but the opposite is a real 500,000 army. Without the natural chasm of the Yellow River, how can his 500,000 troops be fought against the 500,000 troops?

"In any case, the front line on the Yellow River must be so long."

"A army of 500,000 is absolutely impossible to rank."

"I would like to ask the Grand Marshal to give you ten thousand people."

"The last general will inevitably buy enough time for the generals and others." Leaving will inevitably mean death. Not leaving will mean defeat. In a dilemma, a voice suddenly sounded - even Taipan looked at this voice sideways.

He had also seen the person who made a sound. When he first entered the Yellow River Camp, Taipan had seen this person in Yuan Ang's camp.

Before Yuan Ang went out of Chang'an, this person was responsible for the defense line on the Yellow River - the name of this person is called Bo and Zhou Bo.

"The Taiwei, since Emperor Gaozu, has been guarding the Yellow River for generations, and has never had any mistakes."

"Now, the Yellow River is thrown into the hands of the General. If the General escapes unscrupulously, what kind of face does he have to face the youngest son in his family?"

"What kind of face do you have to face the ancestors?" Zhou Bo's eyes looked straight at Yuan Ang, with no trace of joy or anger on his face.

Listening to Zhou Bo's words, the generals on the banks of the Yellow River were silent for a moment.

"Zhou Bo, I will give you all ten thousand people!" Closed his eyes, and just a moment, Yuan Ang opened his eyes again, his eyes full of coldness.

"Military orders are transmitted from the Yellow River Camp to the nearest counties, and it will take an hour to go!"

"The last time I will definitely stay along the Yellow River, hold on to the death for an hour!" Zhou Bo also spoke out.

"Okay, you can choose from these ten thousand people!"

"Even if I want me, Yuan Ang, to stand here with you, I, Yuan Ang, will accept it!" Yuan Ang said, and in just a few short words, the two of them had already decided on the next strategy - and the generals next to them seemed to have no existence at all.

In just one breath, the army had completed the handover. With the Yellow River Camp, a flag with the word "Zhou" stood up. In the Yellow River Camp, soldiers after another stepped out of the Yellow River Camp with extremely calm expressions, and then spread along the Yellow River, setting up gun formations on the Yellow River.

Yuan Ang was also stunned for a moment, and without hesitation, he led the remaining soldiers in the camp to leave from another direction - and Taipan also followed Yuan Ang without hesitation. As for the practitioners in the camp and other demons, while Taipan followed Yuan Ang, he hid in the army and retreated to Chang'an with the army.

"Mr. Yun is laughing at me for being timid?"

"As the commander, I don't lead the army, but I lead the army away?" Although the army retreated, it was still quite progressive. It had nothing to do with the abandoned armor and the military appearance was still neat, but the spirit of the army was extremely depressed, so that the entire army gave people a feeling of embarrassment.

It seemed that he was a little uneasy. In front of the army, Yuan Ang looked at the sluggish army while making a sound at Tai Pan.

"Whether it is a battle or a departure, and if you can respond in a timely manner, the Taiwei is already the most people in the court who are going to be strong."

"What's more, don't I choose to leave like the Grand Marshal?"

Taipan lowered his eyes, and his body fell rhythmically with the war horses under his feet.
Chapter completed!