The shining golden light is all over the world, eye-catching, especially the warriors and soldiers who are like heavenly soldiers, all wearing gold armor and holding golden swords, mighty and extraordinary, which makes people look up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Duan Pingsheng stood on the golden altar, under his feet was the shining mountain of golden light, all the people who were in the golden light couldn't help but worship in their hearts, and Duan Pingsheng seemed to be an uncrowned king, accepting everyone's admiration.

This Wanbei Mountain, is one of Duan Pingsheng's back-hand, he once imagined a hundred years later, the situation in Youzhou, one of which is the attack of foreign races, Youzhou is falling, therefore, when he makes a comeback, he can be buried here The martial king heroic martyrs can be turned into an excellent weapon to counterattack the alien race, or become the last barrier of Youzhou City in danger!

Duan Pingsheng didn't feel sorry for revealing this hole card so early, because Ren Tu was worthy of his dedication, not to mention that this person still had that dragon eye treasure on his body, Ren Tu's special identity alone was enough for him to keep the other party here.

Duan Pingsheng's eyes were indifferent, looking at the blood mystery that was deeply encircled, and laughed softly: "Ren Tu, this king had a headache about how to get rid of your henchman before, but you took the initiative to throw yourself into the net. If you are on the way to Wanbei Mountain, you will attack in advance, and this king really has no way to take you, but you should not have waited until this king stands on the altar before suddenly making a move, in the final analysis, you are still asking for your own hardship! ”

The veil of the masked man Tu had long been swept away by the wind, revealing a miserable white face, struggling in the golden tornado, his blood-red eyes widened, and he roared angrily: "This is impossible, there is a dragon's eye treasure to cover the heavens, how can you find out about my existence?" ”

Suddenly, he thought of something, his pupils stared at the bamboo dragon deadly, and gritted his teeth: "It turned out to be because of you!" ”

The bamboo dragon, who sensed the disappearance of the crisis, crawled out of Duan Pingsheng's collar and spit out the red letter proudly at Ren Tu, because its existence is extremely special, it can sense the existence of Ren Tu. And Ren Tu was at the end of the queue before, always waiting for Duan Pingsheng to completely open the Ten Thousand Monument Altar, so he didn't choose to rush to do it, not to mention that even if he noticed that Duan Pingsheng had discovered his existence in advance, he would choose to ignore it with his own strength.

After all, no matter how weak an elephant is, it can't imagine that an ant will kill itself!

Ren Tu tried his best to resist the invasion of golden light, and what shocked him was that the blood cloud tornado that was obviously constructed by the blood of the soldiers, at this time, he couldn't find a trace of bloody breath, which made it difficult for him to use the secret method of the blood path and completely snatch the control of the golden light tornado from Duan Pingsheng's hands, but because he took it lightly, he went deep alone, and was surrounded by countless warrior kings, and it was difficult to escape.

Seeing this, the king of thieves quietly took back the unknown strange thing hidden in his fingertips Sumeru mustard seeds, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if Duan Pingsheng failed to subdue the slaughter, he had to use the last hole card in order to protect himself, if he did so, although he could get away with it, he had to abandon Han Xiao and ignore it, this was not the situation he wanted to see.

As for Han Xiao, she didn't have a sense of happiness that she had escaped, but because the secret method was suddenly interrupted, she felt a little unhappy in her heart, and she noticed that her realm was advancing by leaps and bounds unconsciously, and it was only for a while and a half that she had already touched the bottleneck of breaking through the triple building.

She raised her eyes to look at Duan Pingsheng's back, her eyes were very complicated, in the few days since she left Longmian Mountain, she calmed down and thought a lot, and more and more felt that the thief king's advice was extremely correct. He Duan Pingsheng is a famous martial king, and when he has the proud daughter of heaven by his side, he naturally looks down on other women, but now that there is no restraint, three wives and four concubines are extremely commonplace.

However, don't look at Han Xiaomei, but she is an extremely single-minded woman in her heart, not only asking herself to be single-minded, but also not allowing her sweetheart to be distracted. Han Xiao secretly thought, fortunately, there is only a hazy feeling now, and it is better to cut it off as soon as possible.

She was determined to stay away from Duan Pingsheng in her heart, but a pair of wonderful eyes still couldn't help but stare at Duan someone's figure, and only felt that if she wanted to find a lover, she would definitely not be worse than him. But the question is, how many men can there be in this world who dare to face human slaughter and defeat them?

Unconsciously, Han Xiao fell into deep confusion.

Also confused was Zhang Yu who flew into the air, he thought about it for a long time and didn't know why he was blown away by a breeze, and then he reacted, now is not the time to dwell on this matter, saving his life is the most important thing!

He yelled and shouted for help, but no one responded, not even Mr. Sugzhi, who did not do anything to help, and let him fall to the ground at a rapid pace.

Zhang Yu was suddenly scared half to death, could it be that he was going to confess here today? You can clearly get a good evaluation from the old Confucian scholar, and just wait for you to return to the Master's main courtyard and complete the body refining, you can inherit the mantle of the Master and become the descendant of the saint who has attracted much attention.

However, what he couldn't figure out the most was that others didn't care if he lived or died, so how could Mr. Qiuzhi watch him die? Could it be that the old Confucian deceitful himself in his previous words? The purpose of everything is just to trick yourself to the top of the mountain, and then kill yourself by the hands of others?

But it doesn't make sense! Even if he succeeds, he will inevitably be held accountable for protecting him afterwards, and if it is more serious, it is very likely that he will alarm the Provincial Hall of this hospital and carry out punishments similar to soul searching techniques such as three provinces of his own body, in order to find out whether he harbors evil intentions.

Zhang Yu flew in the air, looked at Mr. Qiu Zhi with difficulty, and immediately showed puzzlement: "What is this old man doing?" ”

I saw Mr. Qiuzhi holding the book of sages in his hand, reciting it softly, and his whole body was filled with a golden light that was different from that of the mountains, but he only cared about watching the people in the air slaughter the blood mysteries, and did not pay any attention to his own existence.

What the hell is this old man going to do?

Zhang Yu suddenly remembered that yesterday afternoon, there seemed to be a strange situation in the Confucius Academy, he didn't care about it at that time, but at this moment, he felt more and more weird, it seems that this old man wanted to come to Wanbei Mountain, not to come, not to pay tribute to the martyrs of King Wu, but to slaughter!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu's eyes suddenly widened, what is the value of human slaughter, worthy of King Wuyou and the old man to be so concerned about him?

However, this answer is destined to be difficult for him to know for a while, and more likely, he will never be able to touch the answer.

Looking at the rapidly approaching earth, Zhang Yu wanted to scold, but when it came to the end, he was a little short of words, so he could only close his eyes in resignation and wait for death to come, but after waiting for a while, he didn't wait for the expected fleeting pain, suddenly opened his eyes, and was shocked to realize that the earth stopped a few steps away, and he was suspended in mid-air.

Zhang Yu fluttered to the ground with palpitations, propped up his head and looked at the top of Wanbei Mountain, with an extremely surprised look on his face, and then immediately knelt respectfully on the ground and shouted loudly: "Student Zhang Yu, I have seen the master!" ”

The status of the master of the Zhang family is extremely special, he is the first person in the world who deserves to be the first person in the world, and he is the head of the hundred officials in the Tang Dynasty temple.

However, Zhang Yu's shout was a little confusing to others, they looked at the mountain one after another, where could they see the shadow of the Zhang family's master? However, for some reason, the old Confucian scholar became much taller, which made people feel that the mountains were looking up.

However, the little stool was also the same as Zhang Yu, respectful, and said softly: "Student Zhu Zi, I have seen the master!" ”

The Zhang family's master, who only had a chance to see the holy face, smiled and nodded lightly, letting the two of them get up. Zhang Yu didn't dare to look at it more, for fear of angering the old ancestor, but the little stool stared at the master, looking left and right, only thinking that he was ordinary, not even like a scholar, but in every gesture, he revealed extremely natural feelings.

The little stool compared Xu Deyi with the master, and found that the two were not much different, to say that the biggest difference was that his teacher was more real, and the master of the Zhang family was like a floating sage.

Maybe this sense of difference is due to the fact that the master of the Zhang family has not really come, Xiao Stool thought.

Mr. Qiu Zhi borrowed the sage book treasured in the Confucius Academy and summoned this living saint from thousands of miles away, in order to slaughter the people trapped in the golden light dragon scroll.

Xu Deyi, who had already guessed the master's intentions, first took the disciple to respectfully greet him, and then slowly walked in front of the master, blocked the figure of the slaughter, and asked knowingly: "I don't know, why did the master suddenly come here?" ”

The master smiled and said, "Proud son, you just need to ask yourself, and you will know." ”

Xu Deyi knew that he couldn't hide it from the Zhang family, so he no longer concealed it: "The destiny of heaven is difficult to violate, why does the master want to go against the sky?" ”

The master said indifferently: "My generation of scholars, since I should do my best for the society of the world, I just want to do what I should do." ”

Xu nodded proudly and shook his head: "The master is willing to give up everything for the world's scholars, and he is a model admired by my generation, but this kind of forcible method of taking luck, Xu does not dare to agree." ”

The master objected: "In life, there will always be revenge, and my revenge is to extend the Tang Dynasty and benefit the people. ”

Xu proudly insisted on his own opinion and was unwavering: "Master's heart, I, Xu, am ashamed of myself, but since I am here today, I will not allow my master to go against the sky. ”

Master Zhang shook his head with some regret: "Proud, I have already sprouted the will of life and death, why do you force each other?" ”

Xu was proud to stop talking, took a step back, gently took off the book basket, took out an old wolf hair from it, and said resolutely: "The scholar writes the Spring and Autumn Period!" ”

The inkless wolf was a little volleyed, leaving a little ink in the air, and the ink was blurred, turning into a chaotic war in the Spring and Autumn Period in a blink of an eye, including the Zhang family's master.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, the master of the Zhang family, as if forgetting his identity, was born in the country of Lu, with seven leaks on his head, living in poverty, fifteen years in a flash, he woke up to the gist of learning, practiced stealthily, and entered the official career.

The outside world is just a snap of time, but Mozhong has spent more than 50 years, although these 50 years have passed in a flash, but for the Zhang family who really experienced this matter, it is a step by step killing machine.

Xu nodded proudly and admiringly, don't look at him didn't use much strength, but all the mysteries are condensed in the wolf in his hand, this pen has an extraordinary origin, and the spring and autumn written by it are naturally even more extraordinary.

The matter has come to this point, Xu is proud and does not give up, and puts pen to paper again, dotting ink to stir up the spring and autumn.

King Lu was obsessed with beauty and did not think about the government, so the master left him, and traveled around the world with many disciples, trapped in Kuangcheng, encountered rebels, was repeatedly framed, and almost starved to death.

At that time, the old master was not satisfied, but he also had the realm of doing whatever he wanted without exceeding the rules.

At this moment, Xu was proud to know that his Spring and Autumn Ink could not subdue the Zhang family's master, so he no longer deliberately pursued a competition, but turned his head and said to Duan Pingsheng: "Lord Wang, quickly suppress that person to the foot of Wanbei Mountain!" ”

When Mr. Qiu Zhi heard this, he immediately urged Haoran Qi to bombard Duan Pingsheng, but the white-clothed shadow guard blocked it at the right time, so that Duan was not affected.

Duan Pingsheng took a deep look at the Spring and Autumn ink map, and he didn't know what the Zhang family's plan was, but in any case, the Zhang family's master's purpose would definitely affect his own plan, so Duan Pingsheng didn't want to follow that master's wishes.

He noticed that the will of the human slaughter had been almost exhausted by the soldiers of the Martial King, so he no longer hesitated, and immediately raised his palm to cover the sky with one hand, as if he grabbed the golden light dragon scroll together with the human slaughter in the palm of his hand, and then turned his palm and slapped it suddenly, but seeing that the golden light in the sky was all together, he frantically rushed to the altar.

The irresistible human slaughter struggled as hard as he could, he couldn't accept such a cruel ending, he still wanted to absorb the blood cloud, become a land immortal, kill into the Yin Corpse Underworld, and recapture his two corpses.

"King Wuyou!" Blood Xuanji roared angrily, "You martial kings are all cunning, Li Weimin is a sinister villain, you are not a righteous gentleman, a dignified descendant of a martial queen, not only do you not know how to be upright, but you will only be so conspiracy and trickery, you really lose the face of your ancestors!" ”

"Huh!"

Duan Pingsheng wanted to tell Ren Tu that he had not done a few things from the fishing village of Liaodong until he sat on the throne of King Wu, and most of the enemies didn't even know how they died, so they went to see the king of Hades. Therefore, Ren Tu's words not only did not make him feel derogatory, but looked down on him.

Ren Tu saw that Duan Pingsheng was unmoved, but he could only grit his teeth and be helpless, and surged towards the bottom of the Ten Thousand Monuments Mountain with the golden clouds.

At this time, the master took a step, broke the Spring and Autumn Ink, stretched out his hand to grab the slaughter, did not want to let him go, Xu was helpless, he could only fold the pen to resist, and finally forced the master to fail to make a timely move, and saw the slaughter disappear under the Wanbei Mountain, the stone platform was closed, and there was no possibility of taking the initiative to open.

Even if he is a saint, there is no way to forcibly open Wanbei Mountain, unless he uses the luck of the Tang Dynasty to impact the soul of the Martial King's army, but this is contrary to his original intention, so he can only sigh regretfully, and say to Duan Pingsheng very complicated.

"Descendant of King Wu, if I capture and slaughter people today, I will definitely ask the Holy Lord to spare you from death."

Duan Pingsheng didn't care about this opportunity, and said categorically: "Master's kindness, this king has a heart, the saint's heart to kill me will not die, I am afraid that it is not enough to avoid dying once, and please ask the master to go back and talk to that person, this king's head, he can't take it away." ”