Chapter 300 The Gloomy Chang'an City, No News From His Majesty Yet?

These faint lights are Nangong Yunze and his party!

At this time, their team has expanded again. Originally, there were only a hundred saints, and now several new saints have joined. A hundred is more than enough.

The newly joined saints come from some relatively small sects, and there are even a few casual cultivators.

Their sects have no grudges against Daqin, but when they learned about the grand occasion of the Apocalypse Domain, they also wanted to get a share, so they ended their closed-door training and joined in.

After all, this is one of the few good opportunities to besiege other forces under the banner of justice.

If they can get some opportunities, it will be of great benefit to their future breakthroughs.

Anyway, they don't have to take the lead. If there are problems, everyone will shoulder them together. Why not?

From ancient times to the present, whenever a war breaks out, the ones who benefit must be those with strong strength.

That's why there are behind-the-scenes masters who specialize in inciting wars, with the purpose of obtaining huge profits from it and maintaining their own development.

Anyway, no matter what, all those who appeared here were all above the realm of Saints, and their means were naturally not comparable to those guards of Tianyong City.

If these Saints restrained their aura and changed their appearance, even if they swaggered into Tianyong City, these city guards would not be able to distinguish their identities.

The gap in strength between the two sides was too big, and they were not at the same level at all.

Under the cover of divine consciousness, all the scenery in Tianyong City could not hide from the perception of these Saints.

Nangong Yunze had a calm face and glanced down indifferently: "These soldiers guarding the city are well-trained and have strong combat effectiveness!"

Hearing this, the other Saints all nodded.

The strength of the soldiers guarding Tianyong City here is very strong, not much less than some disciples of small forces, and it is completely worthy of recognition.

Nangong Yunze smiled coldly and continued, "When we arrive at the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, these people should retire and go home."

Everyone smiled at each other, all showing cold and playful eyes.

When they successfully raided the Great Qin and captured the leader of the Great Qin, the entire Great Qin would cease to exist. At that time, these generals of the Great Qin would have no choice but to retire and return home.

Otherwise, these generals would surely be destroyed.

"Let's go, let's speed up a little and try to get to Chang'an City before dawn to catch Qin Mu off guard!" Nangong Yunze waved his sleeves and said.

Hearing Nangong Yunze's words, the other saints nodded slightly, and a cold look appeared on their faces.

Tianyong City is still a certain distance away from the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty. Even at their speed, it will take some time to arrive.

At this time,

a man in purple robe who had just joined in suddenly asked: "I just received information that Qin Mu is no longer in Chang'an City, but is leading the army in person, preparing to fight us outside. If we rush to Chang'an City now, will we be in vain?"

After this, the other saints frowned.

The most important target of their trip was Qin Mu. If they couldn't catch Qin Mu, wouldn't everything be in vain?

Nangong Yunze smiled: "Your information is incomplete, you only know one thing, but not the other. As far as I know, Qin Mu said that he would lead the army in person, but in fact he did not bring any soldiers with him. Instead, he brought a group of delicate women. Moreover, since he left Chang'an City, he has gone to an unknown place and disappeared from then on."

Speaking of this, Nangong Yunze paused, and the smile on his face became more contemptuous: "So I guess that Qin Mu should be worried and afraid of us, so he hid in advance, and before leaving, he also brought a group of women for pleasure."

"So now is a good time for us to take Chang'an City."

Listening to Nangong Yunze's explanation, everyone suddenly realized that Qin Mu was so cowardly that he was so scared that he didn't even dare to lead the army, and wanted to rely on a group of weak women to fight against them.

Isn't this funny?

"In that case, let's hurry up, so as not to have more dreams at night!" An old man with white beard laughed twice.

"Hmph, since Qin Mu is scared, we must quickly solve the problem of Chang'an City, so as not to let him escape and cause the plan to fail!" The purple-robed man snorted coldly.

"Could it be that Qin Mu is deliberately confusing us, and he has already set up a formation in Chang'an City? If so, I'm afraid..." Another saint who just joined in frowned and pondered, with a solemn look in his eyes.

He was interrupted by Nangong Yunze just halfway through his words.

"Formation?" Nangong Yunze sneered: "The reason why those saints were killed last time was because they were all deceived by the legendary immortal cave, so they ignored the dangers around them. This time, as long as we are more careful, there will be no problems."

"But..." The saint wanted to say something else, and whispered: "But if the formation is very advanced, we can't find it?"

Nangong Yunze shook his head and smiled, then looked at his Taoist partner Shen Mo Ran, and said: "You don't have to worry about this. Ran'er has been immersed in the formation for many years. She has her own way to find the foundation of the formation."

Shen Mo Ran pursed her lips and smiled: "Husband, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Hearing this, those saints who did not attend the meeting and just joined in finally dispelled their concerns, and their inner confidence increased a lot.

If they really found some so-called formation, the worst thing they could do was turn around and leave, and not enter.

This is the disadvantage of the formation.

No matter how powerful a formation is, it can only stay there and wait for the target to enter, and cannot move on its own.

This is also one of the reasons why they are not afraid of the Qin Dynasty.

What's more, they are carrying the imperial soldiers. It's just a formation. Can it withstand the power of the imperial soldiers?

After the voice fell, Nangong Yunze took the lead and rushed towards the capital of the Qin Dynasty.

The other saints were not to be outdone. They turned into a stream of light and followed Nangong Yunze, rushing towards the Qin Palace.

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At this moment, the atmosphere in Chang'an City, the capital of the Qin Dynasty, became more and more depressing. The air seemed to be stagnant, and everyone breathed carefully.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and most of the shops were closed.

The streets were empty. Except for the patrolling soldiers, there were almost no other figures, and even a trace of birds and insects had not been heard.

The huge Chang'an City seemed to have fallen into a weird state.

This dead silence made people feel breathless and panicky.

When Qin Mu was still in Chang'an City, the residents of Chang'an City had never felt this way. They ate and drank as they should, without any worries.

Because they knew that even if the entire Qin Dynasty was occupied by the enemy, Chang'an City would be the last city to fall.

Because the emperor of their Qin Dynasty was in Chang'an City.

But when Qin Mu left Chang'an City, everyone's heart was shrouded in haze, feeling panic and uneasiness.

Without Qin Mu, Chang'an City seemed to have no protection, as if it would collapse at any time and never recover.

This terrifying atmosphere permeated Chang'an City, shrouding everyone's heart, making people extremely frightened and uneasy, as if it was the prelude to a storm.

In the Imperial Master's Mansion, the ministers stood in a row, their faces were extremely gloomy, looking at each other, and the atmosphere seemed particularly dull.

Imperial Master Du Yulin stood in the hall, his hands behind his back, his expression solemn, his eyes deep and far-reaching.

"Imperial Master, is there still no news from His Majesty?" a military officer asked impatiently.