The one-armed Taoist is the highest among these people. The one with the highest cultivation level among them was half of the Taoist He who had been sucked away by Long Qing.

Now that Daoren He has returned to Haotian's arms, he has become the most powerful being among them. He looked at Changle with fear. The punch that the man in front of him just now was not like something that a cultivator should have mastered.

He killed tens of thousands of people with one punch, and no one except Haotian had such power.

"Are you the vice president of the academy?" asked the one-armed Taoist looking at Changle. They had lost their original courage for so many years. After seeing Changle's strength, they had plans to run away.

"Standing in front of you is a traveler from all worlds, the strongest man in the martial arts of Ye Dao, the kind and wise vice president of the academy, the most outstanding calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, and Ning Que's dearest brother Zhao Changle!" Ning Que's eyes were red and his skin was a little.

"The Master and Sangsang are gone, why do you feel quite happy?" Changle said angrily.

"Kill them all first!" Ning Que looked at Changle with a little sadness.

Changle coughed blood and said, "You guys have a rest, leave these guys to me!"

"Run!" the one-armed Taoist shouted without hesitation.

"Vacuum ban!" Changle gathered his hands together.

The Taoist priests were as if they were accused of being in a box. Changle walked into the air, and seemed to be carrying a box in his hand. The box was filled with those monks in the realm of knowing the fate.

He walked to the alive temple coalition forces, "The Master has ascended the heavens, and I am still here."

After he finished speaking, nearly twenty powerful men from the realm of Zhiming turned into blood mist in his box. Changle let go and the blood mist poured on the body of the temple coalition forces below him.

Changle, who was coughing blood, walked back to the city, and the army of more than 100,000 was silent!

"Wan Victory! Wan Victory!" The Tang Dynasty's military formation was filled with cheers like thunder.

Changle calmly said to Pei Yong and Ning Que, "I'll sleep for a while!"

He closed his eyes after he said that.

Li Yu in Chang'an City felt fear for the first time. In the past, the Tang Dynasty was invincible because the Tang Dynasty had an invincible iron cavalry, a master, a father, and later a vice president.

But now there is nothing left.

Li Huiyuan looked at her sister with a trembling trembling, "Is the Temple going to declare war on us?"

"The world has not been officially declared." Li Yu rubbed his forehead tiredly.

Li Qingshan, who seemed to have been aged several decades, came to Li Yu with Li Zhongyi's will. After reading the will, Li Yu's face was very calm, but her armor was stabbed into her flesh, which shows that she was dissatisfied with the will.

"Can you change it?" Li Yu looked at Li Qingshan and asked.

Li Qingshan nodded and said, "It can be changed."

One of these two people is really dared to ask, and the other is really dared to answer.

"Why?" Li Yu asked with a frown. She could see that Li Qingshan was about to die, and even if he did not die, his position as the national teacher could not go further.

That's why Li Yu asked this question.

"The queen is from the Demon Sect!" Li Qingshan said calmly.

"So that's how it is!" She finally understood why Li Qingshan always favored his younger brother.

After changing the will, Li Qingshan said to Li Yu, "I am a Tang Dynasty man, so I have a clear conscience to do this!"

Li Yu nodded, and then she wanted to start preparing for her brother's throne ceremony, and to prevent the mother and son from returning to Chang'an!

She thought about it and found that the most suitable person to do this was not the case with Xian Langzhi, and of course he also needed a helper.

The prince of Yan looked at Li Yu's letter that was expedient to him for eight hundred miles, and also an imperial edict from the temple.

"Tell this letter to Your Highness the Princess." Prince Chongming said to the envoy.

Changle slept for three days. The temple coalition forces, who were intimidated by his punch, did not dare to act rashly and could only huddle in the camp. Pei Yong and Ning Que brought people to the battle every day, but the more they did, the more they dared to fight.

"When the sir wakes up, you can follow him to Chang'an." Pei Yong said to Ning Que.

Tang led the deserted people to the camp of the Tang Dynasty, and now they have become allies.

"Well, I know." Ning Que nodded. The feeling he gave during this period was that he had lost his soul.

Changle finally woke up that afternoon and looked at the people guarding his bed. He smiled and said, "I won't die, what are you doing?"

"We will be relieved if you wake up." Wang Yang said sincerely. "Li Huiyuan ascended the throne in Chang'an tomorrow!"

This is the news sent by the Queen's people from Chang'an. The queen's face was nothing but sadness. She didn't tell anyone else. She was going to find Li Zhongyi when her son grew up.

Xiao Liu's face was also very calm, and he just looked at Changle.

"It's okay." Changle said with a smile. "Xiao Liu, do you dare to go back to Chang'an with Uncle Zhao? It's just the two of us!"

"I dare!" he said with his chest straight, his eyebrows and eyes looked very much like Li Zhongyi.

"I will call myself in the future!" Changle said to him.

After saying that, he held Xiaoliu's hand and walked out of the military camp.

They walked to the top of the temple coalition, "There are Yuelun Kingdom, Song Kingdom, Yan Kingdom..." Changle said to Xiaoliu from one country to another. "We have 732 people who died in battle, and died in their hands."

Xiao Liu was not impatient at all, and he kept all these enemies in his heart.

"Uncle Zhao, when Xiaoliu grows up, they will definitely pay the price."

"Well, Uncle Zhao will collect some interest from them first."

After Changle said that, he raised his hand slightly, and a small red light ball slowly gathered in his palm. Xiaoliu could feel the hot temperature. The coalition forces saw Changle and Xiaoliu in the sky, and their bows and arrows could not touch them.

When the bald head in Changle's hand turned into the size of a watermelon, he gently threw it into the coalition army's barracks, and then he left with Xiaoliu's hand.

Xiao Liu looked back curiously and found that more than half of the coalition forces of more than 100,000 were killed or injured. The light ball was like the sun, but it brought them not warmth, but death.

"Uncle Zhao is so amazing." Xiao Liu said to Changle.

Changle smiled and said nothing.

When the new Emperor of the Tang Dynasty ascended the throne, he still invited envoys from various countries.

Even the temple that could declare war with the Tang Dynasty sent people to come. They didn't know the purpose of the temple's people. However, they still received them politely.

Since the death of Master, the academy has been closed. The Tang Dynasty without Master seems to have lost its pride in the past.

Li Huiyuan sat on the dragon throne with his waist up and crowned himself emperor in front of all the ministers and envoys from various countries.

But halfway through the will, the envoy of the temple interrupted.

"I will grant the commander's throne to the throne, and the temple declares war on the Tang Dynasty!"

"My king of Song has an order! The Song declares war on the Tang Dynasty!"
Chapter completed!