On the Great Wall in the north, a man and a woman stand at the head of the city, the wind and frost of the city wall are flying, the beacon fire is swaying, and the sky and the earth are dark.

When the two worlds made this covenant war, the powers of both sides used the power of an oath similar to "cause and effect...... And now that the victory and defeat are divided, the fifteen treasures are wrapped in the power of cause and effect, and slowly sweep towards Fengming Mountain in the north.

Shen Yuanjun's expression was calm.

Pei Lingsu lost her mind slightly, and her mind was still echoing the words that Shen Yuanjun had just said to herself.

"A lot of things...... The end is already predestined. ”

Did Shen Yuanjun have predicted the outcome before this battle started?

The girl was in a trance.

When he came with his sword, he was a little late...... When she finally hovered at the head of the Great Wall in the north, she seemed to see Luo Changsheng and Shen Yuanjun standing side by side.

The two were talking about something.

She pursed her lips and looked at the man beside her.

The big flock made of the hair of the beasts in the north was blown up by the strong wind at the head of the city, and Shen Yuanjun's body seemed to be beating with a nameless flame, although his face was handsome, but his body was full of a "wildness".

The entire Northern Realm knew that Shen Yuan-kun was an extremely aggressive person.

But when Pei Yatou was very young, she had the impression that Shen Yuanjun was not such a person...... The senior brother of the General's Mansion always smiled at people gently, never got angry, and never hurt people, and the nameless flame on his body only began to burn after the bloody night of the heavenly capital.

The difference is too great.

Too far.

So that now that they meet again and meet again, Pei Lingsu only thinks that Shen Yuanjun is a stranger.

The General's Mansion has been shattered.

Those people are gone.

Yinjun died in the waterfall of Yangping Dongtian, his bones weathered, and his sword qi was scattered.

Qianzhenjun's whereabouts are still unknown.

Xu Zang is also ......

And the only survivor in the General's Mansion is now Shen Yuanjun, who stands at the highest point in the north, and rumors have been rampant in the past three years...... Some people even say that Shen Yuanjun is the "new emperor" in the north today.

The crown prince's name is not right, and his power is still slowly retracting.

Shen Yuanjun is in the north and holds military power...... will be outside, and the monarch's decree will not be affected.

Is it because he tasted "power" that Shen Yuanjun became like this?

Pei Lingsu closed her eyes, she tried not to let her voice tremble, and asked softly, "What do you ...... Luo Changsheng What did you say?"

Shen Yuanjun narrowed his eyes.

His expression was a little subtle, but it was fleeting.

Shen Yuanjun said lightly: "I just said something casually. ”

He smiled and said softly, "Luo Changsheng is the only person who can play against the Eastern Emperor today, and the crown prince wants him to lose." ”

The girl was stunned.

Between the two, the talisman isolated the transmission of sound, and there were still people passing by at the head of the city, but it was no longer walking, but a fast trot, and this chapter of the talisman also made the environment between the two quite quiet.

But she can still keenly feel that the atmosphere of the entire Great Wall in the north seems to have changed since the end of that battle...... Cold-blooded, slaughtering, and sad.

Shen Yuanjun's words, if there is no isolation note for this soundproof note, it will be eliminated within this three-zhang radius...... Then spread out and gradually spread, maybe the entire Great Wall of the North will "riot" because of this.

"I have no proof. ”

"Evidence is not needed either. ”

Shen Yuanjun looked at Pei Lingsu, he lowered his head, even though he hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, this little girl's height had increased a lot, but he still didn't get rid of his previous habit in the General's Mansion, one hand was raised slightly, slightly stiffened in the air, and then put it on the head of the city wall.

Shen Yuanjun took a light breath and said, "Three years ago, the moment the prince asked me to hand over the knife to cut through the Lotus Pavilion...... I knew he was going to be the winner. Coincidentally, at that time, the north also urgently needed a wise king to provide supplies. ”

Shen Yuanjun had never said this to anyone else.

Pei Lingsu was slightly stunned.

"Li Bailin is a naïve and shallow child, and he is suspicious, even if he sits in the highest position in the heavenly capital, it is impossible to support the northern realm in a short time. Li Baijing already has a ready-made Eastern Realm Lotus Flower Alliance, if he wins, then the Great Sui will usher in a 'demon history', and the Eastern Realm will far overwhelm the other three realms. Looking at the overall situation, the prince's profit is the best situation that the north is willing to see, and the crown prince Li Baijiao ...... Indeed, a person who values commitment. ”

Shen Yuanjun said calmly: "In the past three years, Zhongzhou has sent a large number of materials, talents, treasures, formations, and talismans to the north...... There are too many resources poured into the north, and it can be seen that the prince was 'grateful' to me at first. ”

"And I won't refuse to come. ”

Shen Yuanjun smiled.

And so the situation ...... It's changed. ”

"When the wind is good and bad, I used to be his biggest help, such as today's peace and all is healthy, the 'Shen Yuanjun' of the Great Wall in the north has become his confidant. The man with the ermine tail sneered at himself: "So there is a good show today, Luo Changsheng was defeated in Baozhu Mountain, and the Great Wall in the north lost fifteen treasures. ”

Shen Yuanjun said every word.

The girl's face turned pale.

Before she rushed to the north, she had already thought about many possibilities, the pattern of the north, the court of Tiandu, the relationship between the two is quite delicate, elusive, deduced, cumbersome, complicated, interlocking...... But she never thought that the prince, who has always been gentle and easy, would adopt such a "ruthless" strategy to draw salaries from the bottom of the kettle.

The art of self-injury.

Seize power in the North.

It can be expected that after today, Tiandu will soon ask Shen Yuanjun about the crime, and he will take advantage of the situation to remove him and support Zhongzhou's henchmen to the top.

In the past few years, Tiandu has not only given many resources to the north, but also sent many "talents" to the north, which is exactly the technique used by the prince, just as the young people of the Spring Breeze Teahouse have blossomed everywhere in the three divisions, and when the new leader sent by Zhongzhou arrives at the Great Wall in the north, there will be no opposition...... Because the prince has already laid the groundwork in the past three years.

Shen Yuanjun said calmly: "It's a wonderful move, isn't it?"

The girl didn't speak, just was silent.

"The private affairs of children and daughters, the affairs of one person, are placed in front of the world...... It's still too small after all. Shen Yuanjun said softly, "Someone once taught me a truth, some things...... The closer you get, the more you can't see clearly. ”

"You want to save Ning Yi, and many people want to save Ning Yi, so you want the prince to become one of them. ”

"But there's a big difference between you and him...... That is, you only have Ning Yi in your eyes, and in the eyes of the prince, there is only power. ”

After Shen Yuanjun said this, he paused slightly.

Pei Lingsu's voice sounded immediately.

The young woman in purple bit her lip, stared at the man in the big coat, and asked, "What about you? What is it in your eyes? Isn't it power?"

The wind is blowing.

Shen Yuanjun's eyes were a little dazed, and he watched a piece of flying frost and snow, flying from afar, and landing on the city.

It's windy.

He hesitated for a moment.

Then he calmly answered the question.

Two words.

"It's not. ”

Pei Lingsu's mood was very complicated, she smiled, and the meaning in her eyes couldn't be clearer...... She was wrong, she was wrong, and there was no need to continue negotiations on the Great Wall of the North today.

Actually, it didn't start at all.

Her plan was doomed from the start.

Her perception of the crown prince was seriously wrong.

And now it seems...... She has never really understood "Shen Yuanjun", the senior brother of the General's Mansion, who seems to be wearing a mask all the time, and her former self is too young and too young, and she only looks at people and things on the surface.

What does Shen Yuanjun want...... She wasn't interested in knowing.

Pei Lingsu's expression was a little lonely.

She turned around slightly, and the moment she passed by Shen Yuanjun.

The mute is shattered.

The man in the fur of the beast was still standing at the head of the city, his hands on the city wall, his sword swaying in the wind, and his eyes were looking far away, looking to the north.

The storm carrying the fifteen treasures of the Great Sui landed on Fengming Mountain.

Then there was a magnificent thunder that resounded for hundreds of miles, exploding on the top of Fengming Mountain-

Pei Lingsu, who had just turned her back, was stunned, even if she was facing south, there was still a large white light behind her, her eyes were dizzy, and her thinking was frozen.

But even so, she could still imagine ...... The world behind it is a silvery white picture.

The electric light was like a snake, with Fengming Mountain as the center of the circle, splashing and exploding, and instantly swept out hundreds of miles.

This is...... What happened?

Pei Lingsu was a little confused.

Shen Yuanjun, who was holding his hands on the head of the city, his voice was a little hoarse, and asked, "Back to the original question...... You ask me, the General's Mansion has been shattered, and in the past ten years, there have been so many ups and downs outside, can you still trust me until now?"

Pei Lingsu slowly turned around, his expression pale.

"I said, wait until the battle of Baozhu Mountain is over......"

Shen Yuanjun had never moved, he had stood here from the beginning, countless thunderbolts exploded, boiling violently, and the whole world was silver-white, but his pupils were as golden as flames.

"Now, I'll give you the answer. ”

Pei Lingsu seems to have returned to the General's Mansion more than ten years ago.

Shen Yuanjun turned half of his face slightly, and his tone was slow and soft, word by word.

"Girl, yes. ”

No matter when.

You can all trust me.

Pei Lingsu looked at the man who was "wearing a mask" in a daze, she couldn't tell which one was his mask, the senior brother of the General's Mansion or the current leader of the Northern Realm.

The sound of drums in the ears was like thunder, the formation of the Great Wall in the north resounded loudly, one after another holy light lit up at the head of the city, like the sun of day, in an instant, hundreds, thousands of formation lights, the starlight accumulated in the north for more than ten years, boiling and burning at this moment, the city gate was wide open, and the sound of horses' hooves that had been brewing for a long time splashed out like rolling thunder at this moment.

She suddenly thought of the "dull sounds" she heard in the mute note.

It turned out that at that time, the Iron Rider was already gathering momentum.

Now the iron horse out of the city, countless black armor covered with the north of the iron horse like the black tide, each forehead is tied with a black forehead, light armor talismans, like a sharp arrow out of the bow, the eyes are cold and gloomy, against the Fengming Mountain shot out of the bright white light flying, almost flying close to the ground, the horse under the crotch, are wearing a feather talisman, under the four hooves trampling, the starlight burst and burned, and stepped out of a magnificent starlight river.

One sword light after another rose from the head of the Great Wall in the north.

The edict at the head of the city was delivered, and the long Great Wall of the North, like a sleeping beast, finally woke up today.

Slowly open your eyes.

Shen Yuanjun looked at Fengming Mountain.

He whispered the name of Prince Li Baijiao in his heart.

The prince is most afraid that he will become the second "Pei Min".

And something unfortunate.

He already is.

Shen Yuanjun's face was expressionless, and he gently stretched out a finger and touched the void.

......

......

There was a "boom" at the head of the city.

Pei Lingsu's energy was tumbling in front of her, she raised a hand to cover her cheeks, and her body was slightly knocked backwards by this momentum, and when she stabilized her body, when she came back to her senses, the white light disappeared.

Shen Yuanjun's figure had disappeared from the head of the Great Wall in the north, without a trace.

The girl sat on the ground, and under her was an endless torrent of rolling iron horses.

It's like a dream.

...... the Northland Troops were dispatched.

Over the years.

The Greyland Realm has always remained "peaceful".

And this "peace" was jointly "created" by the Great Wall of the Great Sui and the Fengming Mountain of the Demon Clan.

No one can help anyone, the Great Wall in the north, which consumes a lot of manpower and material resources, and Fengming Mountain, which has a powerful demon saint in its town, are the two most difficult "barriers" to overcome in the north and south.

If Fengming Mountain is not broken...... Then the Iron Cavalry of the Northern Territory of the Great Sui is destined to be unable to break through the boundary of the Ash Land.

Who can break?

The man...... Already went.

......

......

Fengming Mountain.

The storm that condensed dozens of powerful treasures before the mountain top fell.

The words of the white long lamp are just halfway through.

And the next moment.

The expression of this Great Elder of the Eastern Demon Domain changed suddenly.

The same was true of the White Siren Saint, and the eyes of the two of them looked into the condensed storm...... At the time of the conclusion of the power of cause and effect many years ago, both powers confirmed each other's treasures.

Three Nirvana Treasures of the Great Sui.

It's all ownerless.

The "Golden Cicada Staff" of Dongtuling Mountain, the "Daozun Tower" of Xiling Daozong, and an unknown and rusty ownerless flying sword are believed to be the relics of "Pei Min".

Pei Min's disciples, except for Shen Yuanjun, have no one in the north...... Moreover, the general's palace was shattered, the dead died, the wounded were wounded, and the old ministry of the year had also been disbanded.

And Shen Yuanjun is a sword cultivator who has shot in the Gray Land Realm several times, and is considered to be a cultivator with the combat power of "Extreme Star Monarch".

On the side of the demon clan in the world, except for the few demon monarchs standing at the peak, the other demon monarchs will only be killed by Shen Yuanjun with one sword...... And after establishing the name of the general of the northern realm, Shen Yuanjun never made a move.

There are still a lot of "small fights" between the Great Wall of the North and Fengming Mountain, but there are almost no demon monarch-level characters involved, let alone demon saints.

The cultivators of the Great Sui were extremely cautious, and they would never stay away from the formation of the Great Wall in the north, and the Fengming Mountain level had a demon saint to make a move, and in the face of that huge barrier, it was just in vain.

And at this moment...... In the midst of that storm, the quaint flying sword, which had been identified as an "ownerless thing", seemed to be driven by a certain idea at this moment, and the sword body trembled violently.

In the storm, the power of cause and effect was dragged and swirled, and one treasure after another collided with each other because of this flying sword, and the bright white light exploded at this moment!

At the top of Fengming Mountain, a vigorous treasure explosion was opened!

Daozun Pagoda crashed into a Nirvana treasure weapon of the demon clan, and the entire pagoda was filled with the dead air of the Silent Artistic Conception, and the same was true of the Golden Cicada Staff, these two Nirvana Treasures were just around the flying sword, and in the center of the entire sword qi vortex, the silk thread of cause and effect was cut by the sword qi——

The white lantern roared angrily, stretched out a hand, and fluttered its big sleeves.

At the top of Fengming Mountain, a golden Dapeng bird statue spread its wings and flew out, appearing behind him.

The White Siren Saint also raised his hands, and a dark sea suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, ice chips flew by, and an old Jiao's forehead poked out of the sea and bit the storm.

"This is the flying sword of the Great Sui Sword Cultivator!"

The White Sea Siren Saint immediately transmitted his mind and informed the other Demon Saints who had souls left on Fengming Mountain.

Mutation!

This is an extremely important matter, this touch of divine thought is delivered, and it only takes a short moment for the demon saints of the four realms of the demon clan to rush here!

And the sound of "bang".

It's like pulling a knife out of its sheath.

It's like a flying sword piercing the void.

A figure suspended in the air smashed the thousands of miles of void between the Great Wall of the North and Fengming Mountain, and in an instant, it arrived at the top of Fengming Mountain, and the "nameless flying sword" in the storm roared angrily at this moment, and the sword light fell on the shoulders of that figure, a pillar of light between heaven and earth.

That figure was burning with a raging golden flame, like a god bathed in the light of the sky, and the same was true of the wild Daqi behind it, shattering the void with his physical body, which was a "magical power" that only a very small number of demon clan powerhouses could perform...... And at this moment, it is manifested in the body of a human being.

In a flash.

Draw the knife out of its sheath.

The moment the sword was drawn, the man was at the head of the northern city.

At this moment of unsheathing, he has arrived at Fengming Mountain.

In front of the White Siren Saint, a slender black light flashed by, and a muffled snort came out of his throat, and the Demon Saint body that could shatter the void was powerless under this sword...... What made him feel ridiculous was that this "human" who looked extremely weak was obviously only a demon monarch in the Sword Dao realm.

Shen Yuanjun's body was bathed in the flames of Nirvana.

His expression was calm and calm, a wisp of sword qi opened the throat of the White Siren Saint, and then the other hand was raised and fell, and the two fingers that were put together landed on the forehead of the old man with fluttering eyebrows.

In the midst of the storm, a ray of sword light fell from the sky.

Everyone in the world knows that he Shen Yuanjun is a "Star Monarch" who practices the way of swords.

Not only the Great Sui knows, but the demon clan also knows.

Before the destruction of the General's Mansion, he had never made a move, nor had he ever shown his cultivation.

He was the first person to enter the palace.

Pei Min taught him the skills and cultivation techniques, which were not exposed to the public...... Therefore, on the bloody night of the heavenly capital, after the general's mansion was destroyed, no one knew about it.

When this battle was decided, the Great Wall of the North gambled on a flying sword.

Luo Changsheng asked him about the origin of the flying sword at the head of the city.

The answer is that it is a treasure that is "very old".

Shen Yuanjun, whose two fingers fell on the center of the White Sea Siren's holy eyebrows, his eyes were solemn and cold, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, when the general taught him the art of killing people.

At that time, no one from the General's Mansion had come.

It was deserted and lonely.

Pei Min taught him to practice and was extremely strict with him, he was the first disciple of the general, and in his bones he was stubborn and never bowed his head and never admitted defeat...... And when a genius like Shen Yuanjun can meet a teacher like Pei Min.

It was doomed to his achievements.

Four muffled words sounded in Shen Yuanjun's throat.

"Harness the sword, finger kill. ”

The White Sea Demon Saint's eyes were confused, and one of his hands was still hovering in the air, ready to wipe the blood line that overflowed from his neck...... And now this sword is burning under the blazing fire.

It is already the lore blow of Nirvana Sword Cultivation.

A slash in the realm of the Demon Monarch can hurt Nirvana, which is already an extremely terrifying thing.

And the "flying sword" that was offered as a bet more than ten years ago has finally set off the buried thread of the year.

The White Sea Siren Saint looked at Shen Yuanjun, who was hanging in front of him, close at hand.

This man ...... Did you see it a long time ago?

Therefore, the young immortal of the Great Sui also deliberately lost the duel...... Just for today?

The Sinking Abyss of the North.

Rushed to Fengming Mountain alone and lit the fire.

In the last thought of the White Siren Saint, there were only two words.

Lunatic.

The soul shattered with a click, the old man's eyebrow bone was directly pierced by this sword, the deep sea on the top of Fengming Mountain was chiseled by the sword qi, and the snow-white dragon let out a desolate roar, and the entire long body was covered with ice chips, and then shattered inch by inch, and scarlet flames burned inside, and then exploded with a "bang".

Shen Yuanjun's two fingers directly exploded the head of this demon saint.

The qi in the body is like a river that has been suppressed for a long time, breaking the embankment one day, and the ocean is wanton.

Sword cultivation and sword cultivation are all extremely strong side monks...... And almost no one can do it, and at the same time achieve "nirvana" on these two paths.

The sword is a double saint, and one person is added.

The White Sea Siren Holy Spirit Thought, which was about to arrive at the ancestral hall of Fengming Mountain, was directly shattered under the sudden attack of this sword, and on the top of Fengming Mountain, except for the flying sword, the remaining twenty-nine treasures all exploded at this moment.

The rumbling sound of smashing continued to boil at the top of Fengming Mountain.

A piece of silver.

The white lantern's expression was gloomy and pale.

His mind was also locked.

The entire summit of Fengming Mountain was blocked by dense sword qi, which was a unique technique of sword cultivation to block the qi machine.

The man covered in golden flames stood right in front of him.

The long knife is inserted into the ground.

After the flying sword pierced through the skull of the White Siren Saint, it directly burned the old man into powder, and then suspended it on the man's shoulder, dripping back, and the sword weapon was covered with dust for thirteen years, and today it was unsheathed, rust and shattered, and the dust was gone.

Every hair on the big hair was delicate, and the jumping flame debris surrounded the towering man.

Wildness.

Aggressiveness.

Impact.

Bai Changdeng's voice trembled, and he asked hoarsely.

"You're the new owner of the Great Wall of the North?"

Shen Yuanjun did not speak.

He raised a hand.

Thousands of miles away.

The Great Wall in the north, a slight roaring sound sounded from the city lord's mansion, from the pavilion where Shen Yuanjun had been meditating, the wind blew through the window, countless papers flew out, turning into a continuous waterfall, and among these waterfalls, the first wisp of slender and cold sword intent was delivered, followed by the second and third paths, and countless sword intent more than the number of papers.

Before this war.

Shen Yuanjun has been writing in the pavilion and meditating.

In fact, he is cultivating sword intent.

Breaking Nirvana.

He writes only one word.

Countless slender white papers, swept out of the window and rolled up into the sky.

The dense word "kill" fluttered in the sky above the northern border.

Immediately after, the white paper in the sky shattered and burned in the air, and the raging flames were thousands of miles away, turning every word written by Shen Yuanjun into ashes, and the flame waterfall flashed in the pavilion, and these sword weapons rushed out, shattering the void one by one.

All these years of forbearance.

All these years of hiding.

All turned into flames at this moment.

Behind Shen Yuanjun, a magnificent and huge sword qi cave sky lit up.

The dense flying sword crossed the northern border and arrived at Fengming Mountain, suspended behind him.

These sword skills, these forbearance and clumsiness...... It's all taught by one person.

Shen Yuanjun looked at the white long lamp and said calmly.

"I'm not the new owner of the North. ”

One word at a time.

"I am Pei Min's disciple. ”

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