Chapter three hundred and eighty sixth final resistance
Tianmen Pass, the first pass of the empire. It is not because of its majesty, but because of its special meaning.
It was like once the Demon Sect army headed south, it would have to go to the ancient road of troops and horses. Once the empire fought eastward, it would have to leave Tianmen Pass. Although Chen Weiming and Ming Dao and the Wasteland fought that day and destroyed Tianmen Pass directly, the empire repaired the place again.
Just like now, although the Ming Dao can divide the army under his command into ten routes and hundreds of routes, he also chose Tianmen Pass, and tens of millions of troops all went to Tianmen Pass. It seems that only in this way can it be called a real expedition.
Today, as the army approached, a person appeared in front of Tianmen Pass, blocking everyone.
The other party seemed to be intentionally showing something, or was inviting a fight, urging his breath to the extreme: the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Period.
The army stopped, and everyone looked at this person, including the sect leader and the emperor. Some were surprised and some were sighing.
Ming Dao is a person who plans and then moves. He either doesn't take action or just a thunder strike. It can be seen from the fact that the firewood is pulled from the bottom of the cauldron and unify the Demon Sect, to becoming the Demon Lord.
Afterwards, the army reached the Imperial King Capital and surrounded him without attacking. Everyone thought he was inexplicably surprised, but after defeating the Lumenshan people, they found that the effect of this move was unexpectedly good.
The influence of Lumenshan people is beyond people's imagination. He is not only the so-called number one person in the world, but also the so-called righteous morale and belief. When he falls down, it is like the city wall collapses and there is no defense anymore.
Not to mention the Heavenly Dao Alliance, even the empire was deeply hit. The subsequent battle was completely overwhelmed. Before the army arrived, the fleeing fled and the surrendered. Especially after taking Ji Hanyan and other royal disciples into their hands, the entire empire was included in the territory at a speed beyond expectations.
Not only the Empire, but also the Heavenly Dao Alliance. The guardians of Lumen Mountain fell, the Five Soldier Alliance was greatly damaged, and the Heavenly Famen Gate was in a mess. The Pratyek Island didn't ask too much about it, and only the Yitai Gate was left, which was not a matter of being able to capture it.
This is true. The defeat of Lumenshan people directly led to the collapse of the morale of the entire opponent, and no one dared to stand in front of the army.
These sect leaders and emperors asked themselves that they could not do so, but unexpectedly, one appeared today.
No one took action. They knew that the other party released this aura just to let the Ming Dao come out to solve it themselves. Everyone also knew that the other party had a special identity, and no one wanted to do this for the Ming Dao. Everyone even deliberately stopped the army far away from Tianmen Pass to make room for the battlefield.
The Nether Knife slowly fell down and stopped in front of Tianmen Pass. He looked at the person in front of him and smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that I would be out of my mind. You are more passionate than I imagined! You have a different relationship with the traveler. If you don't come to me, I will also go to you. Wu Zidao, are you ready?"
This person who blocked Tianmen Pass was nothing but Wu Zidao, a disciple from Lumenshan.
Wu Zidao was wearing a purple dress from Lumen Mountain and pointed to a deer antler on his chest: "This dress can only be worn by the head of Lumen Mountain. Thank you for your blessing, I defeated my master and imprisoned him, so I put on this dress."
"Congratulations!" Ming Dao said lightly.
"Congratulations!" Wu Zidao smiled: "I found another opponent for myself."
"Not bad, it's still a good opponent!" Ming Dao took out the Black Death Knife and inserted it on the ground in front of him: "I can't help but say that I've misunderstood. You're better than I thought! We seem to have met you a lot earlier, right?"
Wu Zidao nodded: "Yes, I asked you to draw a painting."
"Oh, it's you!" Ming Dao suddenly remembered: "I said, I always feel that I have seen you a long time ago. It's hard for a walker to hide it from my eyes."
"Black sun, black desert!" Wu Zidao said slowly: "I once told the walker that one day you will stand opposites because of your different positions. It seems that I have the potential to be a prophet."
Mingdao nodded: "You can see more thoroughly than him, and the position is the key! Lumenshan people are defeated, and today is you. If you defeat you, he should be the next one."
Wu Zidao smiled slightly: "It's not that easy to defeat me!"
"Then it starts!"
The Nether Knife drew out the Black Knife of Death, and the breath was stirred. In an instant, the sky was dark, and a large piece of evil energy turned into black clouds, covering the sky and the sun.
"Look at how much I have learned by the number one disciple in the world!"
Respect your opponent without saying too much nonsense. Just raise your hand and slash it out with a big dark sword.
Wu Zi waved his hand, and a scroll appeared. A mysterious light flashed, and a sword energy rushed out. It surged when it saw the wind, turning into a slash, slashing out from the sky and the earth, and slashed directly on the Great Underworld Sword.
The sword energy collapsed, and the energy was everywhere. The first move was hard to tell the difference.
Ming Dao raised his eyebrows: "Lumen Shanren's sword energy!"
During the Battle of the Royal Capital, he fought with the Lumen Shanren for a month and was quite familiar with his sword energy. The sword energy and sword intent in Wu Zidao's first move were all from Lumen Shanren, which was extremely strange.
"Lumen Mountain was created by a family master and many seniors, but its roots are inherited from Li Qinglian. Its emphasis is not on sword energy, but on artistic conception."
Wu Zidao said slowly: "As long as you can comprehend the other party's artistic conception, you can use the other party's sword energy."
As he spoke, paintings flew out and hung around him, hundreds of them, like magic weapons, extremely strange.
"What's going on!"
The paintings are soaring into the sky, like magic weapons, but not magic weapons. Many sect masters and emperors cannot understand them.
Ming Dao was also curious and couldn't help but ask, "Your method is interesting!"
"I am different from others. I practice the Taoist pattern of painting, so the way of fighting will be different from that of others."
Wu Zidao raised his hand and a brush appeared in his hand: "But I want to remind you, don't underestimate me."
As soon as the brush is clicked, the mysterious light immediately flashes on the scrolls, jumping and jumping, like stars.
"The Way of Painting!" Ming Dao frowned, his expression became serious, and he slowly said: "Lumen Mountain is mainly artistic conception. If you talk about artistic conception, swords, guns, sticks, thunder and lightning... these are not comparable to painting."
"If a scroll is a realm... It seems that I was wrong. The most terrifying thing about Lumen Mountain is probably not the people of Lumen Mountain."
"Try it and you'll know!"
When Wu Zidao's brush was a little bit, light flashed one after another, and all the scrolls were shining brightly. Weird Taoist patterns surged out of the brush, wrapping all the scrolls together, and shining with light.
In an instant, mountains flew out from a scroll called "Wildless Map of Ten Thousand Miles" and killed them at the Nether Sword like a heavy rain.
"interesting!"
Chapter completed!