Chen Yi slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he arrived in Tiandu, he heard the familiar sound of the street buzzing in his ears, and the people of Tiandu, whom he missed, still set up stalls on Hongfu Street, selling snacks and small playthings.

This carriage did not have much fanfare, like the last time he entered the heavenly capital, he stepped into this place under the name of "Pope", and left from Xiling, all the way was extremely low-key, with Su Mu, the great cultivator of the Destiny Star Realm, by his side, and now the four realms are extremely peaceful under the control of the prince.

All the way to Zhongzhou, it is all smooth sailing.

Chen Yi leaned the back of his head on the soft cotton pillow of the carriage, and through the rough linen curtain, he could vaguely see the light and shadow next to the carriage, the craftsman carrying the sugar gourd mallet on his shoulder, and the children running happily with a small windmill in his hand.

It was inconvenient for him to pull the curtain and show his face.

Chen Yi smiled and took a breath gently, he did prefer Tiandu to the lonely and lonely Xiling, and this ...... It's more human.

"What day is it?"

Su Mu gently lifted a corner of the curtain and muttered, "What are these people doing in a hurry?"

"Little Festival of Lights. Chen Yi said softly: "It's almost the New Year, these people go to enjoy the lanterns, but the road we have to take is not this way, turn right after Hongfu Street, and enter the palace." ”

Between words.

The carriage turned slightly, and the previous hustle and bustle was separated from the two in an instant.

Su Mu's expression was a little embarrassed.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "It's okay to take a look at the worldly excitement occasionally...... Their joys, sorrows, and sorrows are not in communion with us. ”

Su Mu looked at the Pope, he felt for a moment that the young man in front of him was a little unfamiliar, the previous Pope was not like this, after the coup d'état in Tiandu, Chen Yi had changed a lot.

The carriage is parked at the entrance of the palace.

The golden armor guard crossed the double halberd, and after seeing the comer, he was just about to lift the halberd to let him go, Chen Yi lifted the curtain of the car, and said with a smile: "No need to bother, I can go the next way." ”

This time I came to Tiandu.

There was no linen-robed Taoist behind him.

There is no one behind Chen Yi, he is the Pope of the world, and he is only the Pope, Sanqing Pavilion no longer seems to be optimistic about him, and in the chess game between the Dao Sect and the Tiandu Imperial City, he is just a slightly larger chess piece.

He went to the heavenly capital this time to change some things.

However, when Chen Yi got out of the carriage, he looked stunned.

He entered the palace.

Someone left the palace.

The white-robed young man with a somewhat pale expression left the palace in a hurry without saying a word, and passed by Chen Yi for a short moment.

Chen Yi saw the appearance of the "Immortal Man" for the first time, this senior brother of Qiangshan who lived in seclusion in the territory of the Great Sui all the year round, and carried the reputation of the entire Great Sui, but because of his low-key nature, almost no one saw his true appearance.

Born very handsome.

Chen Yi was sure that he hadn't seen the other party anywhere, but at first glance, he recognized the identity of this white-robed young man.

"Luo Changsheng?"

His voice was low, with a hint of surprise.

The white-robed young man frowned slightly, looking at Chen Yi who got off the carriage, he stopped slightly.

It was also the first time we met.

Luo Changsheng looked at the young man in the Taoist robe and said softly, "Your Excellency the Pope......"

Chen Yi was just about to speak.

Luo Changsheng bowed and said, "There are still important things to do, so I am out of company." ”

Chen Yi sighed softly from his throat, and before he could return the salute, after the white figure left the palace, he gently raised his foot and stepped on a flying sword, which instantly turned into a white rainbow and disappeared in a flash.

Chen Yi was puzzled: "He wants to ...... What to do?"

Why are you so anxious?

Su Mu's expression was a little solemn.

His realm has already reached the star of life, but Luo Changsheng's body breath, he can't even spy on it, it's like a vast sea, this "Immortal" is so young, can the realm easily crush himself?

Luo Changsheng left in a hurry.

Along the way, Chen Yi was in a hurry, and he had never heard of the old dragon bell ringing on the Great Wall in the north, and after stepping into the palace, Gonggong Hai led the way, and what happened in the middle, 1510, and talked about it in detail.

"The Eastern Emperor called for war...... Only Luo Changsheng in the Great Sui can fight. ”

Knowing all the wisdom, Chen Yi's eyes were a little complicated.

It happened by coincidence.

What I want to talk about next is related to the confrontation of the Great Wall in the north and the pattern of the demon race.

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"Gray Land Boundary", the place where the two sides agreed to fight, is a small Fu Gong Bao Mountain, called "Baozhu Mountain".

Baozhu Mountain, is the remnants of the ancient battlefield when the two clans played against each other, it is said that many years ago, the gray land realm, the north and the south of the world, each had a great cultivator to fight, the sky was dark, both died of exhaustion, until the soul withered, the body withered, the wrestling battle to the end, and there was no winner.

Now that the Eastern Emperor has re-chosen "Baozhu Mountain" as the place of the decisive battle, he also has the meaning of valuing his opponent, and he has been among the younger generations of the demon clan in the world, fighting invincible opponents all over the world.

On Baozhu Mountain, the talisman laid by the great cultivator at the beginning has been dimmed at this moment, the treasure weapon is broken, and everything is mottled and messy.

This ancient mountain, in the center of the gray land boundary, neither close to Fengming Mountain, nor close to the Great Wall in the north, is the best place to make an appointment, in the north of the city to show the law, after ringing the old dragon bell, the East Emperor came here, sat on the Baozhu Mountain, patiently waiting for his opponent.

The old dragon bell was behind him, an extremely tall black-robed man, leaning on the body of the bell, he looked at the south, the head of the Great Wall in the north, and in the past few days, he has appeared one after another familiar figures.

Scattered cultivation Cao Ran.

Luojia Mountain's current hill is dominated by red leaves.

The young talents of the Great Sui all came to observe this battle, and the southern world, under the rule of the Great Sui, was monolithic, and these geniuses climbed to the top of the northern city, all waiting for the arrival of this battle.

The world of the demon clan, behind the Eastern Emperor, is empty, those so-called geniuses of the demon clan, in the past few years, after being picked up by him one by one, they don't even have the courage to see him, where do they dare to come to Fengming Mountain to watch the battle?

On Fengming Mountain, the thoughts of those Nirvana Demon Saints, after witnessing him take down the old dragon bell, they dissipated, and they were busy with their own affairs, and under consultation, a Nirvana Demon Saint came in person.

It was an old ancestor from the Northern Wilderness of the Northern Regions, unknown, who personally sat in the Gray Land Realm as a superintendent.

On the side of the Great Wall in the north, the war book hangs high, but there is never the intention of taking the war book, Cao Ran and Ye Hongfu both appeared, but it is a pity...... None of them are qualified.

The main owner is the "Immortal", Luo Changsheng.

A blood-red edict talisman hung upside down under the vast formation barrier of the Great Wall in the north, this is the covenant of the gods and souls made between the two worlds, full of the oath of the soul of the Nirvana realm, from the moment the treasure is gambled, it will take effect.

The Great Sui and the Demon Clan each gambled on three Nirvana treasures and twelve Star Monarch treasures.

On this side of the Great Wall in the north, there are three Nirvana treasures, namely the "Golden Cicada Staff" from the East Tuling Mountain, the "Daozun Tower" of the Xiling Daozong, and a rusty and unknown ancient flying sword that has gone through a long time.

The twelve Xingjun treasures were "donated" by the academies in Zhongzhou and the major holy mountains in the four realms to make up the twelve.

This is quite a game, and more important than these fifteen treasures is the face of the world.

There is also the word "luck" in the dark.

Wins and losses, ups and downs, successes and failures, ups and downs.

When all eyes converge on the "Gray Land Realm", the Eastern Emperor is like a rainbow, and he is the first person of the younger generation of the Great Sui, then whoever loses in this battle will be equivalent to losing the next luck.

In the vast world, of course, there is the word luck at all, the flowers bloom, the battle of cause and effect, the small points may be negligible, but in the big picture, if Luo Changsheng loses to the demon clan, then it is foreseeable that in the next few years, the cultivators of the Great Sui will be in an extremely embarrassing state of decline, and they will be so pressed by the demon clan that they can't raise their heads.

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"Why hasn't Luo Changsheng come yet?"

Cao Ran stood at the head of the northern city, his expression was a little anxious, there was already a look of confusion in his eyes, he knew that the old dragon bell was ringing, he rushed here as soon as possible, it stands to reason that the speed of the immortal should be only fast and not slow compared to himself.

He turned his head slightly and looked to the side.

"Mad Woman...... Even you're here, why hasn't he arrived yet?"

And Ye Hongfu, who also rushed from Luojia Mountain to the Great Wall in the north, looked hesitant at the moment, she looked at Cao Ran, slowly transmitted, and spit out the words: "I heard that ...... 'he' entered the Tiandu Palace. ”

Cao Ran frowned.

Into the palace?

Do you need to explain anything to the prince in this fight?

"Joke ......"

Cao Ran pressed his hands on the head of the city, his divine thoughts were placed on the majestic figure sitting alone on Baozhu Mountain, and he said with a gloomy expression: "That demon clan monk has been sitting alone on the mountain for several days, with a look of self-esteem for all living beings, do you really think that there is no one in the Great Sui? Luo Changsheng will not come again, I will not be able to bear it." ”

Ye Hongfu shook his head.

She looked at the talisman above the formation of the Great Wall in the Northern Realm.

The scarlet color is getting colder and colder.

"You haven't tried...... You and I can't open that talisman. Ye Hongfu looked at the talisman, Cao Ran's temperament has always been direct, when he arrived at the Great Wall in the north, he saw that Luo Changsheng had not yet arrived, so he directly reached out to uncover the talisman, but it was a pity that the battle talisman did not accept Cao Ran's request for war at all.

Ye Hong paused.

"You and I have fought with Jiang Lin, that is already the top genius in the world of the demon clan, ask yourself, one-on-one to catch and fight, can you win the unicorn unscathed like the Eastern Emperor?"

Cao Ran was silent.

The Eastern Emperor's achievements are already known to the Great Wall in the North.

"This one is a matter of luck, although I am very unwilling, but I have to admit that the demon cultivator on Baozhu Mountain ...... Very strong, very strong, that kind of strength beyond the realm. ”

Truly.

The strength of the black-robed man sitting on Baozhu Mountain was a strength that Cao Ran had never seen among his peers.

An unshakable, mountain-like strong.

And the only one that can be compared.

There was only one man.

It is at this time.

Under the Great Wall in the north, the rapid drumbeat sounded.

A white rainbow flew from afar, and the smoke and dust rolled in, like thunder.

The guards at the head of the city beat the rapid drum and shouted loudly.

"Who's coming?!"

The white rainbow hovered violently.

A robe stained with a lot of smoke and dust gently stretched out in the wind.

The wind and dust, the "immortals" who rushed from the heavenly capital, looked a little tired, looking at the vast northern Great Wall that spread for thousands of miles.

He whispered.

"Luo Changsheng. ”

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