The bad news swept the whole country, all over the world, everyone knows, the third governor of Kyushu died young, there is a large army on the border of the country, they are waiting for a peerless general to appear, but the world is gone, the vast sea of people, only Chen Lei can be the governor.

Its impact is immeasurable, the inner court of the imperial capital did not agree to the departure of a million forbidden troops, the current imperial capital seems to be calm, but it is already embattled, as for how to deal with it, everyone is waiting now, Wu Xiaotian, a young general, has been released.

Millions of forbidden troops are waiting for the opportunity to move, like tigers, waiting to attack at all times, they are waiting, but some people can't wait, Xianmen has forces across the border in a large way, there are wars in the southern region, and people hidden in the imperial capital have also appeared.

Carrying a Qingyu sword, wanting to step into the imperial capital, confirming the news of Chen Lei's fall, the guardian of Xianmen was born, and was requested by the Qingbei Sect of Xianmen to walk out of Xianmen, this is the first sword god of Xianmen, the real sword god of the land god fairyland.

Three hundred and seventy-two years ago, these sword gods of the Martial God Realm, a battle shocked the world, but they were besieged by the enemy, seriously injured, rescued by a warrior of the Qingbei Sect, after recovering from the injury, the sword god left his own token, telling the Qingbei Sect that one day he could come to Kunlun Immortal Mountain and fulfill a promise.

When they heard that Chen Lei in the secular world had passed away, the Qingbei Sect moved, but they didn't dare to appear on their own, for fear that there would be another accident, and there was no way but to invite the senior more than 300 years ago.

It's just that on the way to the imperial capital, a treasure minister*, a compassionate and solemn old monk, holding a golden bowl in his hand, and a magic wand to his side, when he saw the comer, he pronounced a Buddha name: "Amitabha, donor, see the hurried look, where are you going?"

"Are you here to stop the god?" said the sword god who was carrying the Qingyu sword, a trace of calm flashed in his eyes.

"Amitabha, just persuade the donor to turn back. The old monk muttered to himself.

Jueyuan came from the imperial capital and blocked the other party's way on the road, intending to keep it out, but the other party insisted on going his own way and was bound to go north.

"Monk, let's go, this god doesn't want to kill you!" His sleeves fluttered, his white clothes were better than snow, his pupils were indifferent, and he was as gentle and elegant as a Confucian student, but he was carrying a green sword, and his expression was full of calm.

"Boss, I'm just here on orders. Jueyuan remained unmoved, staying in front of him, releasing a trace of calm.

It seems that the monk is determined to oppose the gods. He frowned, a hint of coldness in his pupils.

"Amitabha, Dragon Protector Temple, Jueyuan!"

"Kunlun Immortal Mountain, Ning Biluo!"

This person is Ning Biluo who came out of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, the Netherworld Yellow Spring Biluo, the immortal powerhouse in Kunlun Immortal Mountain, it is said that his strength is strong, and he is the cultivation of the peak of the Martial God Realm, his name is Ning Biluo, symbolizing death.

"Good name, I'd rather enter the Yellow Spring than look back to the shore!" Jueyuan commented.

"Woo ————"

"Bell!"

Drawing the sword sharply, in one go, Ning Biluo straddled the void, overlooking Jueyuan, Jueyuan's pupils were calm, the body wearing the robe was constantly changing, the robe was inflated by the internal force and became inflated, and finally formed a confrontation with Ning Biluo.

"Before leaving, Master Chen once left me a Buddhist exercise, which is my Vajra method that is immortal.

Lost thousands of years ago, now reappearing, the old man used this method to send the benefactor into the Biluo Yellow Spring. Jueyuan's eyes were lowered, his eyes were full of calm, staring at Ning Biluo in the distance.

"Try it!" The moment he finished saying this, Ning Biluo raised his sword and came, with extremely strong power, the terrifying sword intent continued to impact the void.

"Bang!"

The first confrontation between the two people, the trees below were destroyed, the aftermath of the power was still expanding, the terrifying power was awe-inspiring, and the body only had an afterimage, this was the body method, from Ning Biluo's master, it was a first-class master.

Yu Xianmen has a strong reputation, this is the legend left by the master, the body is called a thousand photos, ordinary people have no chance to see this kind of exercise, and now the breath exuded by Jueyuan's body makes him jealous.

"Rest!"

The power of the old monk is by no means as simple as it shows, the Biluo swordsmanship is constantly displayed, which makes people feel awe, and the terrifying aura continues to rush towards him, and the magic wand in Jueyuan's hand exudes a golden light, with the light of the Buddha.

"Bell!"

There is a bell in the dragon protection temple in the distance, the momentum is magnificent, there is an inexplicable breath sweeping the world, Jueyuan knows that the person in front of him is very tricky, there is no mercy, Ning Biluo does not dare to be sloppy.

Ning Biluo is a martial artist of the Martial God Realm Six Heavens, and Jueyuan is also in this realm, there is no difference in strength between the two, and the power in it is even more difficult to bear.

"You're good!" Ning Biluo spoke, commenting on Jueyuan.

"Lao Gao, Jueyuan, is the Dharma Protector Vajra. Jueyuan responded, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking very calm.

"I see!" Ning Biluo, the sword turned into thousands of swords, piercing the void, making people feel extremely awe-inspiring in their hearts.

"Come to war!" the old monk shouted in the void.

Dharma Protector Vajra is a very terrifying existence used by Buddhism to suppress evil, a very terrifying existence, which cannot be served by a peerless master, and now Jueyuan is showing such strength, the power is constantly erupting, and there is white smoke outside the body surface.

"What is the relationship between the Little Buddha Kingdom of Xianmen and you!" Ning Bi asked such a question at the moment when he took out his sword.

"The Little Buddha Country is the origin of Buddhism on Earth, and after so many years, the Holy Land of Buddhism still exists. Jueyuan spoke.

The name of the Little Buddha Country is like this, located in the west of the Middle Earth of the Xianmen, it is the pinnacle of the Xianmen power, the Little Buddha Country is full of Buddhas, and there are countless virtuous monks among them, and they have a very strong martial arts strength.

In ancient times, the masters of Buddhism caught the wicked people of the world and suppressed them under the Buddhist pagoda, and this tradition has not changed for thousands of years, and they have been suppressed in the pagoda until they are worn out by the years.

At the same time, what other martial artists are most afraid of is the Dharma Protector Vajra of Buddhism, whose physical body is strong, and has obvious differences from ordinary monks, magnificent and terrifying, it is a very strong combat weapon, in their hearts, only Pudu sentient beings.

The suppression of the existence of a threat to Buddhism, the weirdness of the personality, is incomprehensible, the battle between the two people has reached the point of incompatibility, Ning Biluo and Jue are far from comparable, the two of them are going on, and there is no way to take that step.

"This god only wants to verify one thing, whether that legendary character has fallen?!" Ning Biluo said.

"I don't know, I just know that there is news from the secular inner court, asking me to take action in the Dragon Protector Temple, and bring a trick of the Governor, which is the ancient method of my Buddhism.

The old men are the temples that protect the country, and they only exist for the imperial capital, so if the martial gods want to step here, they must go through us, the donor, and offend. Jueyuan has no quarrel with the world, and no one can see why he is.

The strength shown in the pupils is incomparable to ordinary people, Ning Biluo can naturally see the calmness in it, and he finally sighed lightly: "I know that this kind of character can't fall easily, since he does this, he must have his own ideas." ”

Ning Biluo guessed something, stopped talking, also put away his sword, stopped fighting with Jueyuan, no longer continued, stared at Jueyuan in the distance, sighed lightly, let out a long howl, away from the imperial capital, from beginning to end, he never thought of stepping here.

Because he knew in his heart that there was a taboo here, and they had seen the horror of that existence, but with a wave of his sleeve, how many strong people were defeated for it, and they did not have any ability to resist, so they were defeated under his hands.

It can be said that the current secular world is the forbidden land of the martial gods, and it is not that everyone has no confidence to walk out of the immortal gate and come to the secular world, and at the same time, the power of heaven and earth in the secular world is thin, and it is not suitable for cultivation at all, for them, this is the case.

Looking at Ning Biluo who was leaving, Jueyuan's eyes were full of calm, that mastery had never been displayed from beginning to end, and he must have regretted it in his heart, although the strength of the two people was almost the same, but the other party did not forcibly step on the imperial capital.

Therefore, there is no need for him to fight to the death, the ancient law does exist, it is good, but there are other issues to consider, the ancient law can not be used under any circumstances, he must consume the other lives of the strong as a price.

Of course, the real power of this ancient method is not like this, but their power belongs to the martial arts system, and the ancient method is always possessed by cultivators, so this deficiency can only be made up for at the cost of life.

Sighing lightly, Jueyuan, who was holding a magic wand, returned to the Dragon Guardian Temple, just when the people in the secular martial arts world thought that the matter was settled, a news came from the Xianmen, a large number of martial artists came to attack, ready to descend to the imperial capital, in order to compete with the mysterious exercises a few days ago.

The meaning is very clear, they want to fight the imperial capital again and put that volume of exercises back into their pockets, just because the beginning of the word immortality is very tempting, so they spare no effort to get that volume of exercises, and a large number of martial artists reappear in the secular world.

September 26, 2021.

18:45 p.m.

The Inner Court of the Imperial Capital officially issued a message, requiring all the Weilong Ministries to be dispatched to maintain the overall stability of the society, in this regard, they attach great importance to it, and the Imperial Capital puts this issue in the first place.

Sure enough, they dispatched the warriors of the Weilong Department Enshrinement Bureau, but these were not enough, the Weilong Hall at all levels, and the Weilong Bureau all took action, ready to contribute their own strength in this battle, and all the foundations cultivated by the imperial capital broke out.

The situation outside the country is still very complicated, and by this time, they still haven't solved it, just when Wu Xiaotian hesitated, the inner court of the imperial capital sent a new one, and it was rare to deliver the news in this way.

It was a group of envoys, escorted by the Zhutian Special Warfare Forbidden Army to the border pass, and after Wu Xiaotian, who got the letter, was silent for a moment, he gave an order to march north, and play his own demeanor, behind this, there was a hand urging.