Chapter 4881

How powerful is a god thrown out?

The powerful pressure descended on the Quartet, and the already shattered Helan Mountain was severely damaged again, and countless boulders collapsed and turned into dust.

Lu Yu was very close to the ground, and suddenly felt the pressure coming, making his bones start to rattle.

He is the body of a Martial Immortal, and he can still resist one or two, but the surrounding Qianlong Army soldiers can no longer resist.

Although many people were far away, they had already vomited blood and fell into fainting.

Daojun and ordinary monks are like the gap between immortals. Although they are only one step away, they are like a moat and cannot be filled.

boom!

At this moment, Prince Gu shot again.

The crutch in his hand turned into a sharp sword, and the long sword was in his hand, and he wanted to cut through all those who were not ministers in the world.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Prince Gu's white hair blew in the breeze, like a peerless sword fairy.

boom!

The sword qi slammed on the Duobao Pagoda monument, and the surface of the heavy and steady Duobao Pagoda monument suddenly had dense cracks and was about to shatter.

However, Yan Zhenqing waved the wolf pen in his hand again, and a little bit of ink flew down and touched on the Duobao Pagoda tablet. The damaged stone tablet was restored to its original state.

The sky was dark, and the clouds rolled.

Boom!

The Duobao Pagoda stele was like a giant stone, ramming on, and actually smashed Prince Gu's sword qi into pieces.

Seeing this, Prince Gu shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand swung one after another of sword energy, landing on the stone tablet, and then barely stopped the stone tablet.

But the strength emanating from the Duobao Pagoda Stele also acts on Prince Gu.

Although Prince Gu was still standing, there was blood seeping from his body, which was shocking.

The blood fell drop by drop, as if it fell on everyone's heart.

"Zhao Hongxun, do you want to continue fighting?" Yan Zhenqing's cold voice spread all over the place.

At this time, everyone came back to their senses. It turned out that Prince Gu was not invincible.

From the beginning of the war to the present, Prince Gu has always been the soul of the army. It is because of his existence that all the sergeants in the army will always have a feeling of having a backer.

This is the existence of the fixed army soul.

However, now there is this scene, but it makes countless people feel desperate.

They did win the war, but a high-ranking Taoist was enough to turn things around and rewrite the entire battle.

"If this king is here, the land will not be allowed to!" Prince Gu had already started coughing up blood. There were strong laws surrounding him, but he couldn't repair his injuries.

Prince Gu is too old.

He had exhausted a lot of life essence in Liangjie Mountain back then. Even if he returned to the Imperial Capital to recover from his injuries, he was still in seclusion all year round and never came out of the mountain.

If Prince Su hadn't died in battle, and a large number of experts in the Dayu court were taken away by Shen Linglong, he would not have come out.

It was like an old man who was dying, burning out his last vitality.

"No retreat! No retreat!"

The surrounding Qianlong Army was inspired, one by one roared, full of fighting spirit.

What can you do even if you are facing a high-level Taoist? They would rather die in battle than throw away their country in vain.

"Then go to die."

Yan Zhenqing finally broke out, the wolf pen in his hand seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder, the tip of the pen fell, and the large golden characters were suspended in the air, exuding supreme coercion.

He wrote again, a larger stele, suspended above the Duobao Pagoda stele.