When the shaking of the thunder energy of the heaven and earth caused a severe earthquake, Tu Chongjin, who was already wary of enough, led his troops to follow the main force of the Xiyuan Army into the range of Leiyang Valley.

At that moment, their own aura was severely disturbed. With their Mingjiao Realm's cultivation level, they were like being blind in just a few moments. They could not even destroy the true energy in their bodies to use magical powers, or destroy magical treasures and spiritual swords to resist. They could only watch the thunder as dense as rain waterfalls slashing down, covering the entire Thunderyang Valley.

With their cultivation, it is naturally not a problem to withstand the first wave of Thunder Waterfall covering with their physical body.

Most of the soldiers who came out of Qin Tongguan and gathered together to Tu Chongjin's side also had the foundation in the middle and late stages of Tongxuan Realm, and the casualties were no more serious.

However, outside Qintong Pass, the group of mounts that Chen Hai lent to them were just ordinary good horses, and there were no alien riding beasts like cunning horses. Under such dense thunder waterfalls, they were like fish and shrimps thrown into a pan, and they were immediately chopped to pieces.

Nearly a hundred good horses died suddenly on the spot, and the remaining mounts were either broken or frightened, and they rushed to the ground, struggling desperately and twitched. The soldiers on the horse's back were overturned to the ground.

There were tragic squirting of blood everywhere, like Shura hell.

Tu Chongzheng and Tu Chongjin were so scared that they were scattered. The casualties of their troops were quite ordinary, but just in front of them, a baggage camp composed of strong people from the counties of Tongbei Prefecture. None of the 20,000 to 30,000 people had no foundation for cultivation. They were instantly chopped into charcoal, and there were dead bodies everywhere. It was terrible. Only a very small number of people were alive. Seeing the scorched corpses all over the ground were in a state of dismay.

Even if these people survived after the war, they would probably go crazy.

Tu Chongzheng, Tu Chongjin and others did not know the background of the Red Eyebrow Sect, but they knew that if they could control such a magnificent heaven and earth thunder energy, they would at least be a land god with a peak in the Taoist womb realm.

There is only one such person in the Great Yan Empire, which is Wei Ziya, who has lived for nearly a thousand years in the legend.

Wei Ziya has not walked out of Shenling Mountain for seventy or eighty years, and even in Shenling Mountain, it has not appeared for seventy or eighty years. For example, Chen Xuanzhen entered the school palace and served as the high priest of Kuilang Palace, but he did not have the chance to meet Wei Ziya.

Wei Ziya is a legendary existence in the Great Yan Empire. Although he ranks first on the Heavenly List, everyone recognizes that his status should be above other Heavenly List powerhouses. However, no one knows whether he is still alive or not.

How could there be a person in the rebels who is comparable to a land god like Wei Ziya?

If there really is such a land-level god-level existence in the rebels, they can directly kill Wei Yuqi as an ant and make them surrender obediently. Why do they have to kill tens of thousands of elite Xiyuan Army and tens of thousands of prefectures and counties?

Tu Chongjin and Tu Chongzheng would never believe that the rebels had such an existence, so they could only think about the peerless formation that could only be owned by top sects.

The valley they entered was called Leiyang Valley. The thunder energy between heaven and earth was abundant. Even if they did not use magic weapons or condensed Taoist seals to guide them, thunder would even be struck down on sunny days. It was also an excellent place to deploy a large thunder formation to ambush powerful enemies.

But what kind of thunder magic array has such terrifying power of heaven?

Tu Chongjin and Tu Chongzheng had no short political knowledge, and they could not imagine the Tiangang Thunder Prison Formation for a while, but this did not prevent them from recognizing the power of the large formations set up by the rebels, and this feeling would never make them feel good.

They knew in their hearts that there was another time when such a terrifying thunder waterfall was covered with densely, without ordinary people, mules, horses and camel beasts sharing the power of thunder, the more than a thousand soldiers in Qintong Pass that they had finally gathered together were afraid that few people would survive. If the thunder waterfall was covered with the third time, even if they wanted to survive, they would have to see if God would give him a favor.

The world seemed to be still for a few moments, and it was not until the two-wing valleys roared like a tsunami like a mountain collapse and a tsunami that Tu Chongjin and Tu Chongzheng woke up: the rebels ambushed the two-wing mountains and charged towards Leiyang Valley. Although they would soon fall into the rebels' swords and swords, this also means they could breathe a little relieved. The Tianwei Lei Waterfall just now would not come back again. As long as they broke through the siege, they still had a way out!

"The formation of lightning magic that the rebels laid is incomplete, so you can't show off again! Close the horses!" Tu Chongjin shouted, his voice as sharp as a broken voice, reminding the generals and soldiers who were struck by lightning on both sides.

Thousands of war horses were killed and left in half, and the other war horses were scared away, but they could not lose their mobility, and they should still catch the other frightened war horses as much as possible first.

Now everyone was stunned, and the camp was in chaos. They stepped into the purgatory trap set by the rebels without any awareness. Suddenly, they were hit with such a tragic blow. Tu Chongjin and Tu Chongzheng did not expect Wei Yuqi, Yao Qitai and others to have the ability to reorganize the battle formation and shrink the defense line.

The rebels rushed out like a mountain torrent at this time, and obviously they had no intention of giving them time to react.

If they want to survive, they can only gather the elite troops around them as much as possible and break through the south.

The news that Chen Hai led his troops northward was clear about Tu Chongjin and Tu Chongzheng. Tu Ziji said many things in his letter to them were vague, but he still told them in time that the seventh generals made progress in the daily advance of the northward.

At this time, they also clearly understood what the words of the lord Tu Que originally asked Tu Ziji to take to him.

All of this was expected by the owner of the valve!

The lord Tu Que had long guessed that the rebels were not simple, and they would suffer great setbacks if they were careless. As the lord said, if Chen Hai was their last person to unwind, they should do everything possible to lead as many of the remaining soldiers as possible to break through the siege and meet with Chen Hai.

If Chen Hai really has extraordinary abilities as the master valued by the valve, he may have the opportunity to reorganize his position.

Most of the refugee rebels were still mobs, including several elite combat power wrapped in black scarves, which was stronger than local military equipment, but they could not be compared with the Tiger Army.

Even though the Xiyuan Army was newly formed, many soldiers had not experienced the training of the bloody battlefield, but it was not difficult to defeat the black towel elites in the rebels on the front battlefield. However, at this time, nearly 50,000 Xiyuan Army soldiers, covered by Tianwei Lei Waterfall, nearly 50,000 generals were killed by silver chain-like thunder pillars, and the others were standing there and scared to death.

The war horses, which were either broken or frightened, were scrambling around in Leiyang Valley, and the baggage trucks were overturned to the bottom.

The tragic situation of civil warriors around them was shocking to see, and countless generals and soldiers were waiting in despair for the next wave of Thunder Waterfall to cover their heads.

The next wave of Thunder Waterfall did not come after all, and when the rebels, like a torrent, came out from behind the opposite mountain ridge, tens of thousands of generals came to their senses a little, but at this time, under such circumstances, no one thought that they could still gather and reorganize the formation.

Escape to the south!

All the living people, including Hua Zhedong and Chu Rong, who are above the top, have only one thought in their minds: to escape south.

To the north of Leiyang Valley is a large camp of the rebels, and it is also the target of the Xiyuan Army's strong attack. Even if there were no thousands of black-robed figures coming out at this time, they knew that there were elite rebel soldiers ambushing it inside, and they were definitely not able to resist it, such as the scattered generals.

They also didn't know how many rebel ambushers were in the mountains on both wings of Leiyang Valley, so they had no choice but to flee south.

To the south of Leiyang Valley is Tongbei Prefecture, which is where they pass through and enter Leiyang Valley.

No matter how arrogant Wei Yuqi was before, he would not ignore the enemy. At this time, he could confirm that there were no large-scale rebels in Tongbei Prefecture ambushing and cutting off the rear route. More importantly, Chen Hai led the seventh general of the Xiyuan Army to enter Tongbei Prefecture. Only by merging with the seventh general of the general of the seventh general can they have the opportunity to reorganize their positions.

At this time, anyone who runs a little slower will fall into the forest of rebel swords and halberds, and will never be restored.

Wei Yuqi saw that the situation was over, and the scene was definitely not something he could save. With the support of many guards, he could only drive the remote water beasts of the blue and clear water fled south with the flow.

"Wi Yuqi, when old friends meet, why are they in a hurry to leave?"

Wei Yuqi turned his head and saw a black robe covering the air. The space wherever he passed was slightly twisted. It seemed like a black robe that ran away in the wind, but at this time it was as heavy as a mountain and crushed towards his head.

Wei Yuqi could not hear who the voice behind the black robe was. Although he participated in the war to wipe out the Dao Chan Temple, he was just a small minion at that time and had no chance to meet with people like the Heavenly Master Gong Qing and Gong Liang. He would never dare to be negligent at this time, and he sacrificed the God-Slaying Whip, and golden light sucked the black robe that was being cloaked.

The black robe seemed like a ferocious beast with souls. It was about to swallow Wei Yuqi's God-Slaying Whip. If the God-Slaying Whip was so easily swept away, it would not be considered a magic weapon of the earth-level. A bunch of golden light shook, and the other one became stronger. The black robe that was swallowed was torn to pieces.

The black robe suddenly retracted back to its original appearance, as if a dark cloud was floating in the air three or five hundred meters high.

Only then did everyone see a lean and flesh-free old man in yellow shirt standing on a black robe like a skinned skeleton, stretching out his bird's claws and pressing towards the ground below.

There was a roar of air being blown up by endless huge force within hundreds of feet. Wei Yuqi was naturally not afraid of such pressure, but the direct guards around him felt completely different. Everyone felt that infinite huge force was coming from all directions, and they felt that all the bones were about to be crushed.

The yellow-shirted old man had a wide range of bombardment, and he could not even press the martial artists of Tongxuan Realm on the meat pie, but his intention of several palms was to gain more time for the elite cultists who came up behind him.

Wei Yuqi just destroyed the Killing Whip and smashed the invisible giant palm into pieces.

At this time, the old man in yellow clothes reached out and grabbed the Killing God Whip.

The old man in yellow shirt was not much weirder than the ordinary man. His arms were slightly longer and he only had his knees. But at this moment, the old man in yellow shirt had a strange hand like a bird's claw, directly grabbed the Killing God Whip into his hand through the void of three or four hundred meters, and then recycled it.

The Divine Killing Whip is Wei Yuqi's life|root, how could he be taken away by the old man in yellow?

"Do you still recognize me as an old friend?" The old man in yellow asked again.
Chapter completed!