One is gray-haired and robed, and the other is silver-haired and white-robed.

Whether it is the old man of Tianji who created the great world with the will of his senior brother Tianjiu Blade, or the gentleman Bai Zhiqiu who entered the sainthood from the devil, there is only one purpose for trespassing on the emperor's mausoleum today.

Slay demons for the world!

Slay demons for the sake of opening the world of chess!

Five hundred years ago, the Demon Gate was destroyed, and the incomplete Heavenly Map was divided into seven. The Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram fell into the hands of the Star Pickers and hid it in the Huanhua Pond, and the 100,000 Soldiers Demon Diagram was obtained by the Emperor Yutian.

According to the intelligence of Tianji Pavilion, in the past, the Emperor Emperor Tiandu built the Emperor's Mausoleum in order to hide the 100,000 soldiers and demons in the map.

In recent years, Emperor Yutian's ambition to dominate the world has gradually emerged, and he did not hesitate to use the hand of Moon Shadow Villa to slaughter innocent people with Liyang Banner to gather 100,000 Yang Souls.

The old man of Tianji knew that the limit was approaching, and before the soul returned to the Nine Heavens, it was his only unfulfilled wish to prevent the Emperor Yutian from awakening 100,000 soldiers and demons to slaughter the common people.

So in the period of shock, he came.

Hand in hand with Bai Zhiqiu......

The winding path is secluded in the wind and snow.

Or the blood of the emperor's mausoleum is too heavy, and there are no birds and beasts around, even the north wind is afraid to stop on both sides of the mausoleum.

The two strongest men in the world stopped in front of the imperial mausoleum, silent and silent.

Dead leaves on both sides of the mausoleum road suddenly shook and rustled.

A voice reached the ears of the two saints.

"The two emperors came from afar, how could the deity not open the door to welcome guests. ”

I don't know how heavy the stone slowly rises.

The door to the Emperor's Mausoleum is wide open.

The old man of Tianji shook off the dust lightly, saluted silently with one palm, and the figure of the Taoist robe was swallowed by the endless darkness in the emperor's mausoleum.

Bai Zhiqiu then entered with a negative hand.

……

How to escape from the siege of Tie Leng and the five great quicksand is an unsolvable problem.

Luo Changfeng's plan for today is only delay.

He believed that Jiang Manlou's three thousand Tiefutu and Chongyang Demon Sect people, as well as the Tianji Pavilion people led by Mo Xiangqi, were coming.

"I've always had a question in my mind. Luo Changfeng protected Xue'er behind him, and looked at the Emperor Alliance's cultivation of the highest heavenly punishment in addition to the Emperor Emperor Heavenly Commander Tie Leng.

"Man is going to die!" promises to make you blind. Tie Leng stood with his sword raised.

Although he had never deliberately released the qi around his body, the killing qi forged in the Iron Horse Binghe Army formation made this Heavenly Torture General not angry and had his own supreme majesty.

Luo Changfeng narrowed his eyes.

"In that year, the mountains and rivers of Sheji appeared in Zhongzhou, are you also among the powerful people who besieged my father?"

He buried his father's body with his own hands.

In addition to the fatal injuries caused by Jing Tianxing, Luo Ling had countless scars large and small. Fleeing from Zhongzhou for thousands of miles to the border of Dayan, it is impossible to imagine how many times Luo Ling has been chased and killed.

"I might as well tell you the truth. Not only this seat, in order to hunt down Luo Ling, these big quicksand around you also spare no effort. Heavenly Punishment General Tie sneered.

Luo Changfeng secretly clenched his fists.

Reddish eye sockets.

Xue'er didn't know how to comfort her, and silently stretched out her little hand to gently break Luo Changfeng's fist.

"That's it. Luo Changfeng said to himself.

Fang Cai's sword gave him an aura of familiarity. Thinking of the wounds and qi he saw on his father in the past, he had a hidden guess.

"What, do you still want to take revenge?" The Heavenly Punishment General Tie Leng had a strong taste of disdain in his eyes, and looked at Luo Changfeng like an ant.

"Of course revenge must be avenged!" Luo Changfeng said without thinking.

Cher stared at the resolute face and gently retracted her hand.

Sensing the entanglement in Xue'er's heart, Luo Changfeng added: "At the very least, I want to draw a few swords on you and taste the pain of the skin." ”

The Heavenly Punishment General laughed: "Thinking that if you kill the Great Joy Bodhisattva, you will have the strength to fight against the Ten Heavenly Manifestations? ”

"Why waste your tongue with those who are about to die? ”

Before the words fell, a knife sneaked up from behind Luo Changfeng and the others.

The knife was not an ordinary knife, it was a flying knife.

The moment the knife leaves his hand, it splits into two, two into four, and four into eight...... A full sixty-four flying knives flew towards Luo Changfeng and Xue'er.

Among the nine quicksands of the Imperial League, there is a strong man who is good at flying knives, and it is rumored that the knife will kill him, so it is called the life-killing knife.

Luo Changfeng ignored the flying knife behind him.

He was engrossed, all his attention on the Heavenly Punishment Commander Tie Leng.

In the interval between the conversations, he adjusted his cultivation to the peak. Thinking that if Xue'er was one against five and dragged the five quicksand for a while, maybe he would have the strength to fight with the Heavenly Punishment General Tie Leng.

Sure enough, Xue'er, who had already had the same heart, swung her sword to block all sixty-four deadly flying knives from the sword domain.

Several quicksand around them shot in an instant.

Under the curtain of the waning sun, in the heavy snow, Xue'er defeated five with one.

Luo Changfeng closed his eyes, and a sword condensed out of his hand at the same time, and the broken sword did not return.

There is a sword intent in the Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram that is integrated with the Yuan Shen, which was left by the 3,000-foot sword wall in exchange for the white-clothed Luo Bing during the First World War.

The moment Luo Changfeng closed his eyes slightly, the sword intent in the sword washing diagram quietly left his body.

In the windy and snowy barren forest, the sword intent swam into the air and then expanded and spread without limit. 10 meters, 100 meters, 100 kilometers...... It was as if a slight wind was blowing, and it swept all over the surrounding ten miles in an instant.

Single-mindedly sword-up.

Ten miles are forbidden.

Luo Changfeng opened his bloodshot eyes, and everything within ten miles of his surroundings was extremely clear in his eyes.

He could see the trajectory of the wind, the dancing of snowflakes, and the flow of spiritual power from heaven and earth. Within the scope of this ten-mile sword forbidden, he seemed to be dominant.

Heavenly Punishment released Tie Leng's divine sense, and he realized that the ten miles around him were forbidden by an invisible realm, and this Venerable of the Transformation Tribulation Realm showed some interest.

"Ten miles of sword forbidden! ”

The Heavenly Punishment General changed his words: "I just don't know if this forbidden realm can be forbidden by the Heavenly Thunder." ”

A muffled thunder rang out in the sky shrouded in the remnant sun.

The muffled thunder rolled from far and near, and at a certain moment, the muffled thunder turned into a purple thunderbolt like a crack in the sky and slashed above the invisible sword realm of the Ten Mile Sword Forbidden.

Ripples visible to the naked eye rippled in the void.

At this moment, Luo Changfeng's face turned red.

The corners of his mouth were spilled with blood from the lightning strike.

At the same time, the countless ancient famous swords in the Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram began to tremble violently, and the ten-mile sword forbidden was on the verge of breakage, and he pointed at the imperial sword, and turned into a cold light and disappeared into the void in an instant.

No, it appeared from the void, and the tip of the sword reached the eyes of the Heavenly Punishment Commander Tie Leng.

Not to mention stabbing the burly figure, like countless fireflies in the night, the heavenly punishment dissipated Tie Leng's figure strangely.

Luo Changfeng frowned.

Suddenly, he looked up at the sky.

A sword seal came from the sky.

There was a figure standing above the sword seal, the figure of the Heavenly Punishment Commander.

Luo Changfeng pointed at Edgeworth again.

The Huanhua Washing Sword Picture seems to be strongly called, Zhaoqing, Guanyun, Yinjiang Monument, Jade Tiger, Warbler Cry, and an inch of gray...... Hundreds of flying swords flew out in unison, shooting towards the sealed sword mark.