Qingxia Pass, the ancient city tower stands proudly. Although there are few wars in the Tianji Continent due to the containment of the temples of various countries, there is no eternal peace between countries, and how can there be true peace.

In the tens of thousands of years, there is no war between Xinghua and Xiping, but the small friction is constant, Qingxia Pass is located in the border fortress of the two countries, since it has been tested by war, and the city wall is full of holes, but it also has a sense of majesty.

At this time, an old man with silver hair was wearing battle armor and holding a big sword, sitting upright on the city tower, his eyes slightly condensed, occasionally opening his eyes, bursting with wisps of divine light. The sun was setting, and a layer of golden glow was enveloped on him, giving people the feeling that it was more majestic and unbreakable than the Qingxia Pass under him.

This, of course, is Du Tianding, the head of the Du family, the head of the four major families in Qingxia Pass, a generation of powerhouses who were once as famous as Ran Hongxue, but were ignored by many people because of their indifference to fame and fortune.

Dozens of Du family elites surrounded him, and a little farther away, it was Lu Aochen's subordinates. Hundreds of people and thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at the avenue that could only accommodate a dozen people at the same time, and on both sides of the avenue was an abyss, which could be described as difficult for birds to cross.

"Let's all go down, I don't think she's coming." Du Tianding suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Master Du, why don't we wait a little longer, Lu Gongzi specially told him not to be careless about Gu Fenghua." An old man persuaded.

"Hmph, although Lu Aochen has great ambitions, his temperament is a little too cautious. The old man has guarded Qingxia Pass for generations, even the most elite dragon-inlaid iron riders in Xiping Kingdom dare not cross the thunder pond for half a step, and how dare a Gu Fenghua come to die! Du Tianding said disdainfully.

With his strength and identity, how could he put Gu Fenghua in his eyes, if he hadn't had a secret agreement with Lu Aochen, even if he opened the city gate, he wouldn't believe that Gu Fenghua would dare to come. After so many days of guarding Lu Aochen's face, he had long been impatient.

"Let's wait a little longer, anyway, there are two days before the succession ceremony, and it will pass soon." The old man persuaded with a smiling face.

His name is Wu Donghai, and he is a master of Lu Aochen who came from the Western Chu Kingdom, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Nine Grades of the Soul Saint.

Although this kind of cultivation is already something to look up to in the eyes of the vast majority of people in the Tianji Continent, and his age is not much younger than Du Tianding, how dare he be presumptuous in front of Du Tianding, after all, the gap in strength is there.

"If you want to keep it, keep it, the old man doesn't have the time to mess around with you. It's just a few juniors, if they dare to break through, I'll write the Du character upside down! Du Tianding snorted coldly and stood up.

"Our Du family has been sitting in Qingxia Pass for 10,000 years, and the head of the family is even more prestigious, just relying on Gu Fenghua's juniors, they don't dare to come to death if they have 10,000 dares!"

"That is, if they dare to come, they will be unable to fly, and there will be no place for them to die!" The children of the Du family beside him also shouted.

"Just a few juniors, they haven't been blocked all the way from the Northern Desert Country to the Xiping Kingdom, and they don't know what to do? Fortunately, there is still my Du family, otherwise others would not know what was going on when they ran to the capital? Someone else sneered.

Standing at the head of the city and blowing the cold wind for so many days, many of the Du family's children have long complained.