Peerless Taoist

A powerful pressure descended from all directions. The already broken Helan Mountain was seriously damaged once again. Countless huge rocks collapsed and turned into dust.    

Lu Yu was very close to the ground. Immediately, he felt the pressure coming down, causing his bones to start cracking.    

He had the body of a Martial Immortal. He could still resist a little, but the surrounding soldiers of the Qianlong Army could no longer resist it.    

Although many of them were far away, they had already vomited blood and fainted.    

The gap between Daolord and ordinary cultivators was like the gap between immortals and mortals. Although it was only a step away, it was like a natural chasm that couldn't be made up for.    

* Hong! *    

At this moment, the Valley King attacked once again.    

The cane in his hand turned into a sharp sword. With the sword in his hand, he wanted to cut down all those who did not obey him in the world.    

Holding the sword, the Valley King's white hair fluttered along with the breeze, as if he was a peerless sword immortal.    

Bang!    

The sword qi fiercely struck the multi-pagoda tablet, and the surface of the heavy and steady multi-pagoda suddenly had numerous cracks, and it was about to shatter.    

However, Yan Zhenqing waved the Wolf Brush in his hand once more. Pieces of brush and ink flew down and touched the multi-pagoda tablet, causing the damaged stone tablet to return to its original state.    

The sky and earth dimmed, and the clouds churned.    

Dong!    

The multi-pagoda tablet was like a huge boulder, charging forward and smashing apart the Sword Qi of the Valley Prince.    

Seeing this, the Valley Prince suddenly shouted out loudly. He swung the sword in his hand repeatedly, sending out Sword Qi that landed on the stone tablet. Only then did he manage to stop the stone tablet.    

However, the power that the Multi-Pagoda Stele released also worked on the Valley Prince.    

Although the Valley Prince still stood there, there was blood seeping out of his body. It was a shocking sight.    

The blood dripped down one drop at a time, as if it had landed on everyone's heart.    

"Zhao Hongxun, do you still want to continue fighting?" Yan Zhenqing's cold voice echoed in all directions.    

At this moment, everyone finally regained their senses. It turned out that even the Valley Prince was not invincible.    

From the start of the war until now, the Valley Prince had always been a soul figure in the army. It was because of his existence that all the soldiers in the army felt like they had a backing.    

This was the existence of a fixed military soul.    

However, this scene made countless people despair.    

They had indeed won the war, but a high-level Daolord was enough to turn the situation around and change the entire situation.    

"If I am here, I will not let a single inch of land go!" The Valley Prince had already begun to cough up blood. The powerful Laws wrapped around his body, but they were unable to heal his injuries.    

The Valley Prince was too old.    

Back when he was at the Two Realm Mountain, he had already exhausted a large amount of life essence. Even when he returned to the Emperor Capital to recover from his injuries, he still remained in secluded cultivation all year round, not coming out of the mountain.    

If King Su had not died in battle, and a large number of Great Yu's experts had been taken away by Shen Linglong, he would not have come out of the mountain.    

It was like an old man waiting to die was burning away his last bit of life force.    

"I will not retreat! Don't retreat!"    

The surrounding Rising Dragon Army soldiers were called upon. They roared furiously and were filled with fighting spirit.    

What could they do even if they were facing a high-level Daolord? They would rather die on the battlefield than lose their land for nothing.    

"Then go to hell."    

Yan Zhenqing finally exploded. The brush in his hand seemed to be coated with a layer of golden powder. As the tip of the brush fell, golden words floated in the air, emitting a supreme pressure.    

He once again wrote, and an even bigger stone tablet floated above the Multi-Treasure Pagoda.