Chapter 457: Fourteen Realms Chen Ping, Is It Enough to Support the Field? (3)
This moment.
The ancient city was shaken.
Chu Banbi, the first generation helmsman of the Great Chu royal family, went out of the mountain to fight, and in the past 20 years, this figure of the former era has once again stood in front of all beings.
The Chu family hit the bell and practiced.
The mighty bell ringing, like a wave, swept through this old city that is not as good as Jinling, but has also given birth to countless heroes and heroes.
"The old gentleman has gone on the expedition, and the Chu family has begun to ring the bell to see him off, this ......"
"Who is he going to help?"
When the three words of Ning Xuanyuan spread throughout the ancient city, countless people were dumbfounded and difficult to understand.
However, in addition to the shock, everyone is waiting more and more for the turmoil in the national capital, and the two major royal families have come forward to express their strong position.
Later, will there be a prominent presence involved?
......
Two days ago, Yuan Shu was still chattering, seeing that the weather was so hot, when would it be able to rain in the national capital and cool down?
Today, the continuous drizzle is pouring down.
The prosperous and rich national capital has been washed by the rain, and it suddenly looks new, and it seems that even the air has a refreshing smell.
True martial arts temple.
At the slightly old door, Zhao Chunyang, the head of the house, who has always been lazy and has a hippie smile on his lips all day long, is holding his chin with both hands, squatting and worrying.
The pilgrims of the Taoist temple are decreasing at a considerable rate with the naked eye, and the rice grains are not as good as day by day, and the Huangting Taoist Temple in the next mountain is becoming more and more beautiful because of the fifth royal family.
Occasionally, when I have a toothache, I am jealous.
However, since he squeezed in a pair of large and small monks to live in temporarily, Zhao Chunyang really didn't have time to take care of these things, so he thought about when he could drive away the old bald donkey.
Amitabha Buddha day by day, it's really upset, how can there be an immeasurable Tianzun, listening domineering?
I don't know what I thought when I was young, why I was entangled with this great monk of the dragon descending, hey, today's rain, people are frizzy in their hearts.
Zhao Chunyang spread out his five fingers, about to catch the rain splashing on the eaves.
A rickety old man who came up from the foot of the mountain jumped into view.
Zhao Chunyang's eyes lit up, and finally there were pilgrims up the mountain, but the days were not good, and the drizzle was extended, if he didn't pay attention to his foot and fell to death on the spot, the True Martial Arts Temple might not be able to bear the responsibility.
Zhao Chunyang stood up, his eyes narrowed suddenly, a little weird?
The old man, whose sleeves were rolled up, his body bowed at sixty degrees, and his eyes were cloudy, looked up at Zhao Chunyang for a few seconds, and he was not unfamiliar, and took the initiative to enter the door to offer incense.
Sitting upright, the sound of chanting the Buddha stopped abruptly.
From the ancient capital of Jinling, the old monk of the Great Leiyin Temple descended the dragon, and opened his eyes violently, and two wisps of sharp edges burst out, like a knife out of the sheath.
The rickety old man turned a blind eye, burned a few sticks of incense with one hand, and sighed faintly, a little interesting.
Zhao Chunyang felt a toothache again, there was a great monk living in the Taoist temple, couldn't it be interesting?
"My name is Wu Jian, and I will appear in the national capital tomorrow, and the two of you remember to go to the appointment. ”
The old man who reported himself to his home said something that sounded inexplicable, but before Zhao Chunyang could react, the old monk hurriedly got up, "The donor is good!"
Wu saw that his right foot, which was about to step out of the threshold, froze in mid-air, "Whether it's the Zhou royal family or the Ning royal family, if you want to bully people, you have to see if our old guys agree." ”
"I knew a long time ago that he was Ning Sheng, even if he didn't need anyone's help, Wu Mou would stand up and let this group of members of the so-called royal family, take a closer look, there are always a few people who are willing to help him Ning Xuanyuan. ”
Even if you die generously.
No regrets!
"It's really interesting now. Zhao Chunyang laughed, and when Wu Jian left, he was busy with the old monk's words, "Do you know?"
"I don't know. ”
The old monk shook his head seriously, and when he came, he added decisively, "However, the old monk now remembers who he is. ”
Wu See.
The second place in the former god list.
Nai, a peerless master second only to Ning Sheng, although he is jokingly called, the second to tenth on the god list, nine people join forces, and they may not beat Ning Sheng.
But, after all, it is the existence of the top three on the god list, not to mention that after so many years, who knows how strong this old guy is?
At this time, there was no big movement in Yanjing.
Hua Yunlei, who was born in the Supreme Royal Family, has already settled in the national capital and met Ning Yin, the ninth prince of the Ning Imperial Family, and Zhou Tailai of the Zhou Imperial Family.
The strong responded to the two royal families one after another.
The formation of this side can be called like a tiger, in contrast, Ning Xuanyuan, who has lost the power of soldiers and horses, has become a single figure, lonely.
"It's not that this Ning Xuanyuan is extremely cohesive, why is there no one to help him at the critical moment?"
"Haha, listen to my Hua Yunlei at this time, give up the struggle, and obediently accept your fate, maybe Hua can still plead with the young masters of the royal family, and let you die decently. ”
A national capital shrouded in a murderous atmosphere.
There was silence on all sides.
Beiye and Nanye watched the changes, with the attitude of Shi Zhijian and Guo Zixiong, even if they were forbidden by Ning Xuanyuan to interfere, they would never sit idly by at the critical moment.
The inner courtyard is also a pool of stagnant water.
Wang Bozhao and Zhao Gongxin sat in pairs, and the remaining three elders were absent today, presumably because they were upset and too lazy to run around.
Long.
A sudden gale blew into the national capital, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the two old people in the inner courtyard thought it was going to rain again, and when they were restless, a piece of news suddenly caused a shock.
"The old man Chu is half of the wall, he is in the thirteenth realm, I don't know if it is enough to support Ning Xuanyuan?"
Crowd, "......"
"If it's not enough, add me Wu Jian, I just broke through the Thirteen Realms not long ago, although Xianyun Wild Crane is used to it, it's okay to fight!"
Crowd, "......"
The national capital suddenly appeared, and the two martial arts giants of the thirteen realms, such shocking news, exploded through the national capital at once, and countless people were stunned, and their brains were blank.
"True martial Zhao Chunyang, slightly inferior, peak twelve realms, willing to help Ning Xuanyuan. ”
"The old man descended the dragon, the thirteen realms, and was willing to help Ning Xuanyuan. ”
Crowd, "......"
This, these two supreme beings have appeared?
Even if it was Wang Bozhao, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, Zhao Gongxin's eyes widened and he gasped, this was a catastrophe, directly blowing up all the hidden martial arts giants?
At this time.
An old man, riding a donkey, finally came to Yanjing.
This bird-operated metropolis actually does not allow livestock to go on the road, saying what affects the appearance of the city, damn it, there are so many rules.
The old man scolded a few times, raised his head abruptly, his sleeves were breezy, and his posture was majestic.
Stay, step out.
The huge national capital, long before the arrival of late spring, the collective withered stamens rose to bloom again, and in an instant, the fragrance floated in the sea of people, thousands of purples and thousands of reds.
"Old man Chen Ping, ranked in the fourteenth realm, help Ning Xuanyuan!"
In this era, the first ancestor-level superpowerhouse to reach the top of the Fourteenth Realm, the nickname Chen Shisan, it seems that it is no longer suitable for him?
A thought of flowers blooming, reigning in the world!
"This, the existence of the Fourteen Realms?"
"Actually, it's also for Ning Xuanyuan!"
I am majestic mountains and rivers, there is no shortage of the strongest, don't take your royal status too seriously.
In a flash.
A whole national capital, dead and silent like water.
The two royal families were collectively silent.
PS,3.
It's almost changed, but it can't be passed, it depends on the destiny of heaven.