"I don't understand either, it's hard to make out the words, but I can vaguely see a few words, and I can guess some bits and pieces. The Great Elder sighed lightly.

The sharpshooter in the imperial pass came over, also gave a salute, and asked the great elder for advice, asking him to elaborate.

"To the effect that the thing had to be found. In addition, it is necessary to bring back a few Taoist brothers. So, they must enter the customs!" the Great Elder whispered, his expression extremely solemn.

It's definitely a big deal!

After hearing these words, the few people present stiffened one by one, and then their faces turned pale, this news was too terrifying, and they thought too much about it.

To enter the customs, there is no doubt that it is necessary to cross the abyss and pass through the emperor pass!

If you want to find that thing, you may reveal a great secret of the ages! This is mostly related to the secret of why the foreign land has to enter this realm for thirty-three days and kill it!

It's definitely a big deal, and it's chilling.

Thirty-three days, what is it that attracts them?

In addition, what the Jews and Brahma said about bringing a few Taoist brothers back is even more terrifying, not to mention a few great knights, even the great elders themselves feel their scalps tingle.

On this side of the Emperor's Pass, there are exotic people?

Moreover, according to the decree of the law, the so-called Taoist brother must be of the same level as the Jews and Brahma, otherwise why would they be called brothers?

This information, just thinking about it, makes people feel cold, and it is really terrifying!

shuddering, the brain is cold, this is Wang Ming's most direct feeling.

However, when they think about it seriously, people have doubts in their hearts, if there is a creature of that level, what else do they need to be guided? A slap on their own is enough to slap over a domain and return directly.

"Lead ......," the Great Elder muttered to himself, his heart full of doubts.

At this moment, the exotic old man holding the Qiankun bag on the opposite side stepped forward, guarded by the ten thousand rays of immortal light emitted by the immortal weapon. Like the sun blooming.

"I advise you to wait, hand over that thing as soon as possible!" was his request.

In an instant, Wang Ming and the others were shocked in their hearts, but they were also full of expectations, wanting to know from his mouth what it was.

"The thing is ours, why should we wait for you?" the Great Elder said flatly.

Actually, he didn't know what it was, but if he wanted to understand, he had to know it from the mouths of important people in foreign lands.

"Then wait for it to be destroyed again. Thirty-three days will be washed in blood, and this time not a single grass will take root!" said the old man in the foreign land very coldly and sternly.

The first battle of the Immortal Gu, the defeat in thirty-three days, has been slaughtered once, the entire era was buried, completely destroyed, and now the crisis is coming again!

"What is that?" Wang Ming asked, looking at the Great Elder, who was naturally cooperating.

The Great Elder was silent. No response.

"What do you want, old thing?" said a grumpy general on the side of Thirty-Three Days.

"Presumptuous!" the old man's eyes widened. Two dazzling silver beams of light shot out from his pupils, piercing the heavens and the earth in an instant, shattering the man on the spot, and it was too late to stop it.

Supreme!

Everyone was shocked. Feeling a cold chill all over his body, just his gaze killed a very strong general. This is definitely the true Supreme!

"Phew!"

At this time, the sharpshooter stretched his bow, and with a pop, an arrow flew out, piercing through the four powerhouses of the foreign land one after another, making them all shatter!

It's clear that this is revenge, it's direct!

The old man in the foreign land had a cold gaze, and the silver light resurfaced, looking at the marksman, the killing intent spread, like a tsunami, and countless waves of sand and dust in the desert rushed up, and they didn't know how many thousands of feet high.

This is the power of the Supreme, and any action has a huge impact.

"Humph!"

Great Elder Kong Yunlong snorted coldly, his eyes were like two rounds of suns, the golden light was magnificent, and he also emitted a mighty force, causing the two silver beams that flew to be wiped out immediately.

There were several people on the opposite side, all of whom were standing not far from the old man holding the Qiankun bag!

"You dare to go to war?" the old man's eyes were cold, and his face was cold. Raise the bag.

"I'm afraid you won't make it, so let's invite a few more people. You're not my opponent!" The Great Elder said in front of the monks of the Two Realms, very flat.

Although there was no war, this contempt and indifferent tone really boosted the morale of the Thirty-Three Days side.

"Before the time comes, your head will fall to the ground!" said the old man in a foreign land, coldly.

Kong Yunlong laughed and said, "Is it to ask the immortal to make a move?" Because people like you will never have that opportunity. Then, his expression turned cold, and he said, "I overestimated you, I don't know what that thing is, and you deserve to ask for it in front of me?"

"You ......" The old man in the foreign land was ashamed, because he really didn't know what that thing was, and he had just figured out the fragmentary meaning of some ancient ancestral characters on the law, so he opened his mouth and forced him to ask for thirty-three days. I would like to take the opportunity to find out.

"Let someone who understands talk to me, you are not qualified. The Great Elder said.

The old man in the foreign land calmed down and sneered, "I understand. You don't know. ”

Then, in a flash, he vanished, not appearing.

At the same time, the Great Elder was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone knew that they did not leave, but just hid in the shadows and confronted each other, and this level was a battle. The impact is too great, and the death is endless.

"Hmm. The ancestor is gone, and I will wait to cut off some more heads. It's time to go back, too. One of the Alien Commanders said.

There was a golden ball of light outside his body, enveloping him, very powerful and powerful, and it was he who made people find Wu Feng, the Martial Heavenly King.

"Wu Feng, you go forward and cut off that Wang Ming's head!"

The silver-haired young man stepped forward, heroic, known as one of the top ten heavenly king masters, ranked fourth, with immortal guidance, profound mana, and terrifying Taoism.

Wu Feng stepped forward, stretched out his hand directly, and pointed at Wang Ming.

The battlefield was vast, and the armies of the two realms were temporarily suspended due to the interference of the law, and at this time, Wu Feng stepped forward, which was equivalent to letting the war continue.

"You were killed ten kings by Wang Ming in a row, do you want to wash away the shame, I think, you will suffer an even greater defeat today!"

"Some old ghosts can't sit still, they find this white-haired boy, and they want to get back a game, I don't think it's useless!"

Thirty-three days later, many people made a commotion.

"Kill him!"

"Martial Heavenly King is invincible!"

Exotic directions. A crowd yelled.

Especially the younger generation, they hope to kill Wang Ming immediately, otherwise, if he lives for a day, they will feel aggrieved. However, if Wang Ming is to be killed, it should be carried out by the younger generation, so that they can be relieved, and the shame caused by the defeat of the ten kings of the younger generation can be washed away. Otherwise, you will always bear the shadow of failure.

Wang Ming didn't say a word, and walked forward directly. I want to meet this so-called king for a while!

"It's really embarrassing, the golden camel senior asked me to behead you, but Brother Jin Ziming said, you are his, once we meet again, he will kill you with his own hands. Wu Feng spoke, and his silver armor glowed, as if he was wearing an immortal battle suit woven by the sun, moon and stars, bathed in silver brilliance. It's sacred.

On the side of the thirty-three days, many young monks were immediately furious, thinking that Wu Feng was too conceited and a little arrogant. Do you really think you can kill Wang Ming?

"Excuse me? You don't have to. Kill you today, he will kill Jin Ziming every day!" Wang Ming said.

"Brother Jin's identity is so transcendent, he can mention you by name and spread the word to the Quartet. You should be proud of yourself, too. Well, I'll take a few moves with you, if you're not as strong as you think. I'll take the risk of offending Brother Jin and take off your head for him!" Wu Feng said, pressing forward.

"What a big breath, don't run away for a while!" On the side of the thirty-three days, many young people shouted, all hoping for Wang Ming's great victory.

Wang Ming had already moved, walking forward, very relaxed and calm, not like a decisive battle.

"Kill!"

Before approaching, Wang Ming shouted.

"Slash!" Wu Feng roared, his right hand was silver-white, pinched into a heavenly sword seal, and slashed towards Wang Ming, and in an instant, a snow-white sword tens of thousands of zhang long was split!

And Wang Ming pinched the fist mark and shook this knife!

The two of them are very direct, and when they come up, they secretly run powerful secret methods, condense thousands of moves into one formula, and they all want to solve the opponent immediately.

"Boom!"

Wang Ming blasted away the vast sword qi with a punch, and then collided with Wu Feng's palm knife, the aura was terrifying, causing the surrounding void to collapse and continue to collapse.

"Kill!" Wu Feng shouted, urging with all his strength, pinching the knife mark in his hand, becoming more and more brilliant, he was running a terrifying ancestral technique, pushing the knife mark to the extreme.

"It's the Immortal Heavenly Sword Technique!" was exotic, and many people were excited.

This is an incomparably terrifying sword technique, and it must be mastered to master a mysterious ancestral technique to work, and the two are fused, known as invincible, and passed down by the immortals.

Qimin is immortal, teach it personally!

Rumble!

The sword is ten thousand heavy, rolling out, flooding the heaven and earth, silver and white, as if to cut down the sky!

In the face of this blow, Wang Ming was still pinching his fist seal, secretly already running the Immortal Sutra, shaking the Immortal Heavenly Sword!

When!when!

With three blows in succession, Wang Ming's three fists all slammed into the heavenly knife, and the palm of the opponent's sword mark shook violently.

The next moment, the two separated, staggered.

Wang Ming stood calmly without any expression.

Wu Feng's expression was solemn, and he looked back, unable to hide the shock in his heart.

At this time, only some of the top figures of the older generation saw something, and the others did not know the result of this battle, thinking that the winner had not yet been decided.

"Woo ......"

In the distance, there was the sound of a trumpet, and the horn of the Exotic Immortal Conch sounded, telling them to withdraw their troops.

Obviously, what happened today is very unusual, the law is displayed, but it cannot deter the abyss, the foreign land is withdrawing its troops now, and there may be a big move in the future.

"Withdraw!" someone ordered.

Moreover, at this time, the old man holding the Qiankun bag appeared, and he personally returned to the palace to prevent the thirty-three days of monks from pursuing, and the great elder also appeared, still confronting him, preventing him from holding an immortal weapon and killing him.

"Wang Ming, spare your life, when the Wufeng Heavenly King meets you next time, he will definitely kill you!" The young generation of the foreign land is very unwilling.

"You ask him, is he okay?" Wang Ming replied lightly.

Everyone was amazed and looked ahead.

However, Wu Feng did not look back and withdrew with the army.

It wasn't until they reached the end of the desert horizon that Wu Feng coughed up blood with a loud gulp, and his right hand began to crackle, and then with a bang, his entire right arm cracked and almost shattered.

"What's going on?" the young generation of the foreign lands were all shocked.

"Wu Tianwang, what's wrong with you?" someone asked.

Wu Feng spat out a few mouthfuls of blood again, and then said: "This person is invincible to the younger generation, and there are few people who are his opponents, so Brother Ziming has to make a move!" Otherwise, if you want to wash away the shame and kill him with your contemporaries, you have to go to the Jewish and Brahma families to invite someone!"

"Woo ......"

The conch horn sounded, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, and the exotic army retreated like a tide, and the black pressure gradually disappeared at the end of the desert.

On the side of the emperor's pass, there was no one to chase and kill. Because, there is an old man on the opposite side holding a Qiankun bag, which is a fairy weapon, and he will be on guard at any time.

Then, the Sky Devouring Beast roared, and the three lions roared, and they all took off into the air and flew towards the Emperor Pass, and the monks on this side of the thirty-three days also began to retreat under the leadership of the Great Knight.

A big war was stopped.

Along the way, the warriors from all ethnic groups were silent, and although this time they did not suffer a loss, and even had the upper hand, people were still worried. Because, the exotic land is too strong, there is immortality, once it is killed, it is simply unsolvable!

All they can rely on is the heavenly abyss, once it is breached, the emperor pass will definitely not be able to stop, and it will be buried in thirty-three days.

And now, the exotic Jews and Brahma, the two supreme ancient ancestors of the legend of the previous era, have taken action and passed down the decree, what will happen in the future?

Those who are strong in the world, looking at one era after another, once they move seriously, God knows what will happen, and will the abyss still be firm?

It's hard to imagine what will become of the Emperor Pass and the earth behind it once the Heavenly Abyss disappears!

"Woo woo......" Suddenly, someone was weeping and very sad.

Looking back, one corpse after another was carried, mutilated, some on the back of the mount, and one coffin after another was carried and bloodied.

These are all dead monks, there are very famous strong men, and there are also unknown soldiers, and this battle is all the same fate, and they died outside the pass.

Looking back, there were many corpses, shocking, making people can't help but feel sad and sigh.

After this battle. Many people lost their husbands and fathers, and after the First World War, their eyes were full of wounds, and their weeping grew louder and louder, and there were so many bleak scenes in the rear that it was unbearable to witness.

And this is only part of the loss, because more monks are directly shattered, and there are no bones left in the battle of the strong, leaving nothing.

A corpse that can be brought back. Only a small part!

"Senior, there is a heavenly abyss to block it, why do we still have to go out of the customs to fight with them, so many people have died in battle, it's too tragic!" someone couldn't help but asked the commander who led the army.

If they don't go out, these people won't die.

Some people believe that with the abyss in the way, the foreign army will definitely not be able to pass. Unable to cross that chasm, wouldn't taking the initiative to participate in the war make some soldiers die in vain?

"The Exotic Realm is dealing with the Abyss, and we must take the initiative. Sabotage their operations!" said a middle-aged man, who was not the commander, but was explaining loudly to avoid affecting morale. (To be continued.) )