Each of these divine dragons exudes profound Daoist charm, and is also imbued with multiple magical techniques such as intimidation and conspicuousness.
Under the influence of these magical spells, not only Zhang Lu, but even a pig could be transformed into Pigsy. Anyone with a weak will would subconsciously accept the view that Zhang Lu is the true Son of Heaven.
In that instant, the vast majority of innate masters were completely bewildered. Subconsciously, or rather, in their subconscious, they were unwilling to oppose Zhang Lu. Of course, due to the formation, their thoughts might change once they left this place.
"A talent of dragon and phoenix, a countenance as bright as the sun and the moon!"
"A dragon's stride and a tiger's gait!"
"Dragons! There really are dragons!"
"When he travels, he is protected by a divine dragon; he can truly be called the Son of Heaven!"
"Could it be that the Hu people's fate has run its course?"
"Its fate has run out; there is nothing more to pray for!"
Listening to everyone's words and seeing Lin Yang's almost shameless behavior, Li Shimin didn't know what to say.
Although he had already vaguely learned some inside information beforehand and knew what would happen soon, he was initially somewhat regretful that these Taoist priests would perish like this.
But at this moment, Li Shimin only wanted to kill! Listening to Lin Yang's words, it was clear that he could not become the true emperor. In other words, for the past six months, he had been completely played like a fool!
His subordinates died, his family was estranged, he had a complete falling out with his elder brother Li Jiancheng, and even his father Li Yuan had reservations about him. He paid such a high price, but in the end, Lin Yang said it was all just a joke!
Instantly, a surge of killing intent rushed into his heart. The Emperor's Sword in his hand also emitted a series of clear, resonant sounds and shimmered with light.
Not only Li Shimin, but Bi Xuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed since entering, also suddenly opened his eyes. His powerful aura locked onto Lin Yang.
Seeing this, Zhang Lu suddenly spoke up: "Today, a massacre is inevitable. All those who disagree with me becoming the true emperor will suffer a devastating blow. So, when you surrender, be sure to do so as soon as possible! Of course, if you come to my side now, you will receive all the rewards you are entitled to."
However, as soon as Zhang Lu finished speaking, the eight celestial beings on the chairs stood up simultaneously. With the eight of them working together, their powerful aura merged, directly suppressing the crowd below, making them afraid to speak.
Even those who originally wanted to join Zhang Lu dared not speak up now, fearing that they might be killed by the eight men if they were not careful.
"Oh, what a pity, let's do it!" Zhang Lu suddenly ordered.
The words had barely left his lips when the eight Celestial Realm experts, their auras merging, unleashed a combined attack. Although their initial target was Lin Yang, their current target was Zhang Lu. One could only say they were incredibly cunning!
With a whoosh, Bi Xuan leaped out. Holding his Agushwara spear, he continuously channeled golden true energy into it, causing the spear to emit a terrifying shriek.
At the same time, Song Que's Heavenly Blade, Fu Cailin's Yi Sword, Empress Yin's Heavenly Demon Art, Liao Kong's Buddhist beads, Tan Zong's long staff, Ning Daoqi's freehand techniques, and Fan Qinghui's Color Void Sword all simultaneously attacked Zhang Lu.
Since you are the true Son of Heaven, then kill me! Who cares about a dead Son of Heaven?
These eight individuals are all renowned figures in the martial arts world. Which one of them isn't a master, seasoned by countless battles, possessing profound experience, and having attained enlightenment in their own path?
Normally, let alone the eight of them working together, any one of them could shake the entire martial arts world with a stomp of their foot.
But at this moment, the eight of them joined forces like never before. With their auras merging, the surrounding thousand-plus onlookers fell completely silent, watching silently. It wasn't that they didn't want to speak, but the pressure was too great; they simply dared not speak, could not speak!
It can be said that even if Yan Fei were alive today, using the Immortal Sect Sword Technique, or even a peerless move like the Lesser Three Harmonies, he might not be able to withstand such an attack.
However, Zhang Lu smiled. With a gentle wave of his right hand, a huge seal appeared in his hand. This seal was extremely small, seven-tenths of an inch thick jade, one and a half inches long on each side, with a square knob. More importantly, at the bottom of this seal were written six small characters—"Seal of the Governance of Yangping."
This seal is the Zhang family's heirloom. It was also one of the several seventh-tier acquired spiritual treasures that Zhang Daoling obtained after receiving the inheritance of Laozi.
The one in Zhang Lu's hand was certainly not the original, but it was still a high-quality replica. In terms of grade, it was a mid-grade fifth-tier spiritual treasure.
Although it cannot fully unleash the power of this seal, even just one percent of its strength is enough to withstand an attack.
"go"
Accompanied by Zhang Lu's shouts, the small seal rapidly grew larger, and with a sway in the wind, it transformed into a gigantic seal three zhang tall, which then crashed down.
That's right, Zhang Lu's magical power was limited at this time, and he couldn't activate more functions. Even if he forced them, he would only drain himself dry, which a wise man wouldn't do.
Therefore, this seal fulfills its basic function: to smash people! When this seal was forged, millions of catties of jade essence alone were used. Adding many other precious materials, the weight, though I dare not say, is at least ten million catties.
In addition, due to the material itself, it was extremely hard. Therefore, in that instant, Bi Xuan and his eight companions were essentially attacking a super seal weighing tens of millions of kilograms.
With a loud thud, it was as if he had hit a metal plate, causing his head to bleed profusely! This time, it truly was a case of head injury and bleeding.
For example, Bi Xuan's Agushuaya sword was broken in two. A conspicuous wound appeared on his scalp.
Fresh blood dripped from the wound, drop by drop. The drops fell to the ground with a soft, pattering sound, standing out starkly in the otherwise silent scene!
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With a soft dripping sound, accompanied by the thud of blood hitting the floor, the scene fell silent. The eight celestial beings seemed to be contemplating and weighing their options. As for the onlookers, they were completely stunned.
No one expected Zhang Lu to be so incredibly resilient; he survived the combined attack of eight celestial beings. Not only that, he was full of energy and completely unharmed! This is unscientific, utterly unscientific!
At the same time, Lin Yang took out a talisman, which was actually a piece of animal skin with several runes on it, making it look very mysterious.
With a tearing sound, the talisman was ripped apart, instantly transforming into a streak of light that shot into the sky, producing a deafening roar. The sound was extremely loud, clearly audible for dozens of miles around.
Seeing this, Lin Yang smiled slightly, took out another talisman, and then said to everyone with a smile, "Alright, since everyone is unwilling to side with Zhang Lu, then we can only use swords to determine right and wrong."
As he spoke, the talisman tore open, and with a streak of light, Lin Yang vanished. Before anyone could react, Zhang Lu, holding the seal in his right hand and forming a hand seal with his left, shouted, "Yun Lai!"
The next instant, a white cloud appeared beneath their feet. Carrying Zhang Lu, they flew up right before everyone's eyes. The speed was quite fast; from the moment his left hand formed a hand seal to the moment he took flight, it took less than a breath.
Therefore, the eight celestial beings, preoccupied with their astonishment, didn't react in time. By the time they did, Zhang Lu had already flown far, far away.
"This must be an immortal! This is definitely immortal magic! Flying in the flesh, no, this is riding the clouds!" an old Taoist priest said, tears streaming down his face.