Chapter 315 The Qin Army in Chang'an City Is on High Alert, and a War Is About to Break Out!

I saw the towering city walls, like dragons and tigers, exuding an unparalleled cold atmosphere.

at this time,

The army in Chang'an City has already been prepared.

On the city wall, there were banners flying, armor clanking, soldiers lined up, swords clanging, exuding a murderous aura that made people's hair stand on end.

The banners were dancing and dancing, and there was a large gilt word written on it, Qin!

It is clearly the flag of the Qin Dynasty.

Under the flag with the word Qin, there are densely packed soldiers, tens of millions of them, each riding a strange beast, holding a weapon, and killing the forest.

In addition, there are also warships lined up, tens of thousands of them.

Each one is refined from precious spiritual gold. Its toughness is far beyond that of ordinary warships, and it can carry saint-level beings.

And above these battleships stood densely packed monks, each with a powerful aura, and the weakest ones were in the realm of Yuanshen.

Moreover, each one of them was wearing battle armor and holding a spear in their hands, looking ready to attack.

A wave of terrifying pressure swept across all directions.

The entire city of Chang'an was filled with a murderous atmosphere, which was suffocating.

Boom!

And under Chang'an City, the sound of rolling thunderous footsteps resounded through the void, shocking all directions.

I saw a large number of soldiers rushing over and guarding outside Chang'an City, arranged in square formations, full of murderous intent and full of evil spirit.

Each of them looked solemn and solemn, surging like a tide, like a ferocious beast dormant in the wild, which was intimidating.

Although the cultivation of these troops was uneven, each one exuded a strong smell of blood, and it was obvious that they had experienced countless battles.

Even from a long distance, people can feel the fierce aura coming towards them.

This is a warrior who has truly climbed out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. A person who has truly killed a living being has a killing aura that can only be accumulated by being stained with the blood of too many enemies.

"The Great Qin Dynasty has caused countless killings, but it really can't be saved!" A saint said indifferently.

"That's right, killing too much is against the harmony of heaven. What we are doing is also a way to do justice for heaven!" Another saint said indifferently, his eyes cold.

"Hahaha, this kind of empire will perish sooner or later, and Qin Mu is doomed."

The saints talked to each other with a cold and cold look in their eyes.

The royal family of the Great Qin Dynasty are thieves in troubled times, cruel and murderous, and deserve death!

With this tone, everyone in the world can be silenced. No matter how they treat Da Qin, it is a just act.

The saints were very satisfied, and they were all gearing up, their eyes full of fire.

At this time, Shen Moran was seen standing on a rock. Then, she gently raised her jade hand, slowly stretched out her slender white jade finger, and pointed towards Chang'an City in the air.

A soft white light flew out.

Buzz~

In an instant, endless light bloomed.

Wisps of strange runes appeared around her body, shining brightly and illuminating all directions.

I saw that where Shen Moran's jade finger fell, the void suddenly twisted, forming a whirlpool.

Then a wisp of brilliance hung down from the void, flowing with mysterious brilliance, faintly outlining a picture.

The scene in the scroll is very mysterious, and seems to contain some unpredictable power, as if it can understand the origin of the world.

"this……"

This scene made all the saints show surprised expressions on their faces.

At this moment, they were somewhat lost in this picture, immersed in this magnificent scenery.

a long time,

They just woke up and looked at the picture in front of them, their pupils tightened and their hearts were horrified.

The next moment, Shen Moran had already taken back the scroll, with a charming smile on his face. He looked back at Nangong Yunze and nodded gently.

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, Nangong Yunze laughed wildly:

"There is indeed something wrong with the Great Qin Dynasty. Chang'an City does not have a powerful formation to protect it!"

The other saints were all excited when they heard this.

Once it's clear, they don't have to worry too much.

"That's right, there are only three city defense formations in Chang'an City, and there is absolutely no formation that can kill dozens of saints." Shen Moran said firmly.

After finishing speaking, she moved lightly and slowly approached the city wall.

"Um?"

"What are you going to do?!"

Seeing this scene, all the saints frowned and asked.

Shen Moran's beautiful eyes sparkled with wisdom.

"I just looked at the surrounding environment and found that the essence of heaven and earth here is extremely rich, which is very suitable for me to set up a large formation, so I plan to set up an formation here first!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and immediately a strange smile appeared on their faces.

"This is a very good move!"

"The saints of Ziwei Immortal Palace are still thoughtful, so they will be absolutely foolproof!"

"good!"

A group of saints agreed.

"In that case, let's go quickly."

Nangong Yunze urged.

At this time, he was in a very excited and urgent mood.

Shen Moran nodded and started taking action on the spot without any nonsense.

But what they didn't pay attention to was,

Qu Qianyou, Li Qingluo, and Mu Qingzi, who had been following the team at the back, looked at each other, and there was an inexplicable fluctuation in them all.

.........

At this moment, the atmosphere in Chang'an City is becoming more and more depressing, the air seems to be stagnant, and everyone is breathing carefully.

There were few people on the street and most shops were closed.

The streets were empty, except for the patrolling soldiers at the gate of Chang'an City, there was no one else.

Millions of soldiers lined up in formation, standing on full alert.

On the tower, a tall and majestic figure stood on the wall, with his hands behind his back, and a trace of determination on his face.

This person is the current national teacher, Du Yulin.

"National teacher!"

Beside Du Yulin, an old minister respectfully cupped his fist and said, "You should take a rest."

..........

ps:

Something went wrong, a big problem.

This is the last ps before the end of this book. I will not post it again in the future, and it will not be counted in the word count.

I was full of confidence today and wanted to update four or five chapters, but my mind was blank when I started writing. I have a simple outline in my mind for what to write later, but I almost forgot the previous plot...

I was too busy some time ago. My mind and body were under pressure and changes every moment. All the updates were written in a hurry without careful thinking, resulting in no impression at all and a very vague memory.

In addition, it was written in a mess. If I could, I really want to delete all the recent plots and rewrite them, but unfortunately I can't.

For the first few hundred thousand words, I prepared a detailed outline of several thousand words. Every setting, every character, and every development was carried out under my detailed outline. I originally planned to finish writing these detailed outlines and then carefully think about the next detailed outline according to the outline.

But I didn't expect that my girlfriend's mother suddenly proposed the engagement, saying that next year is a widow's year, and we can't get engaged or married, so we must get engaged before the New Year this year. (I don't know if there is such a custom in your place)

It caught me and my girlfriend off guard, and the rhythm of life was disrupted all of a sudden, resulting in only a vague outline later, which may be only a few dozen words...

Every time I started writing these days, I felt very strange, and I didn't even know what I was writing or what I wanted to write. I didn't have the strong desire to talk when I just started the book, and I didn't feel excited when I wrote a plot that I thought was quite exciting.

It was really uncomfortable.

In fact, I should have stopped updating for a few days, but the 600 yuan for full attendance was very important to me, so I had to force the update.

These two days, I reviewed the previous plot, sorted out the outline, and found my state.

The sequelae of moving yesterday also appeared. My thighs hurt when I walked, and my arms were so painful that I couldn't bend them. It seems that I don't exercise enough.

There is another interesting thing. Before I woke up in the morning, I felt a soft ball under my buttocks, which was still moving. It almost found my weak spot and woke me up.

For a moment, I thought I had traveled through time! Does the novel reflect reality?

Then I lifted the quilt and took a look.

Stupid little cat

When we were in a rental house before, it always crawled into my partner's quilt. Now that my partner has returned home, it has started to crawl into my bed!

Whose cat likes to crawl into other people's quilts!