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Standing at the foot of the mountain, there is still a lot of vegetation at the foot of the mountain, and there is no end in sight when you look up, the more you go up, the less vegetation there is, the temperature begins to drop, and gradually the grass turns into stones, and the stones become white. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are thousands of meters above it, and the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger the upward, so they haven't thought about flying up, but it is too difficult to fly, and they will inevitably be attacked in the process and become targets.

In order to reduce Tar's attention, they decided to hide in the wind and snow, and in this snowy environment, Tarr would not be easy to spot.

The first level has already fallen, because the weather here is too bad, they did not send people to garrison here, although from time to time there are humans walking here, but they do not dare to stay too long, maybe there will be Taal from the second level and secretly attack.

Carefully avoiding everyone's attention, they infiltrated the first level, where snow covered the ground and the wind blew in the wind.

The second level is just around the corner, and there are more than a dozen Tars stationed on one of them, wearing a thing on their heads, and they are wearing strangely shaped clothes and weapons in their hands. The sharp-eyed Li Zhi noticed that the shape of the object on their nose was also different from that of ordinary Tal.

"It's all level three, and they're all silver scales."

They pressed their bodies under the snow, revealing only their two eyes. There are fifteen tarts on this wall, and there are many on the other walls, and once there is a commotion here, the other tarts on the walls will inevitably rush up, and at that time, so many third-level tarts are attacking them, and it will be difficult to get out.

Zheng Yinjun looked at Ling Feng, Ling Feng nodded, a trace of blue aura on his body overflowed from his body, his hand was on the black iron sword, and his eyes were staring at the front.

Zheng Yinjun also took a deep breath, and the moment his eyes turned silver, he rushed upward. Ling Feng also jumped up.

After the figure reached the edge of the city wall, Zheng Yinjun pushed forward with a palm, and all the towers' bodies seemed to be frozen, and they didn't move in front of them. In this short moment, Ling Feng came out with a sword, the blue shadow flashed, the sword arrived, the sword was closed, Ling Feng jumped off the opposite side, and the black iron sword was already closed between his waist and abdomen. Green blood rushed out of the city walls, and human heads fell to the ground.

There was no sound, only the sound of wind and snow, only the sound of running water.

Hidden in the wind and snow again, the few people walked slowly but surely towards the front.

And at this time, at the end of the mountain, there was a pair of eyes looking calmly upward, those eyes were quite calm, but in addition to calm, they were more indifferent.

"Appeared, Duan Yinjun, you finally couldn't help but make a move."

Duan Dongyang stood up and walked towards the snow-capped mountain with his sword.

Behind him, nearly a hundred people followed him calmly like attendants. This is a team that has never been discovered, they didn't make a move in the face of war, and now they do. No other factions were allowed to join, and no other factions were needed to join, just these hundreds of people were enough, they were the strongest.

If Zheng Yinjun was here, he would find that there were more than a dozen people he knew, and they were the strongest disciples hidden by the Chongshan Sword Sect. Most of the rest of the people were like this, and the most powerful disciples in the history of the Chongshan Sword Sect, the Shaolin Stick Sect, the Wuling Sword Sect, the Lingshan Spear Sect, and the Lishan Whip Sect were all here.

And in front of these people are twelve royal bloodlinemen, they each lead a team of more than ten people, each of their members is a super elite who has been prepared in advance by the human emperor's ruthless organization, in order to hide the truth, in order to protect these royal bloodliners. Each of the royal bloodlines here is a candidate for the throne of the Emperor, and they are unique.

This group of people is the strongest force on the earth, they don't need any support, they don't need any camp to join, they are enough.

Hundreds of people walked up the snowy mountains, but they walked without making a sound, leaving not half a footprint. It was obviously a mighty army attacking, but now it seems to be a ghostly army.

The team did not deliberately hide, but went up openly, and was soon discovered by Tal at the second level. The third-level Tal fought with them, obviously these people have no special abilities, but every sword and sword seems to be superb, and the Tal on the level is not hindered by a single point at all, and he will die when he touches it.

This is a divine army, the royal bloodline did not attack at all, they walked straight over, no Taal could get close to them, and they were all killed on the way.

Duan Dongyang looked around impatiently, he could sense that Duan Yinjun had broken into the third level, and although they killed the enemy quickly, there were too many tales, and it was not easy to solve all of them, more and more tals rushed over from the other end, and if they continued like this, they might really be escaped by Duan Yinjun.

Duan Dongyang's eyes swept over the old man who was following him, the old man's hair was already pale, but his spirit did not weaken at all, looking at his eyes gave people a feeling of being full of essence. The waist is straight, wearing a simple Taoist uniform, and there is no weapon, but it can give people an inexplicable sense of majesty.

Duan Dongyang said indifferently: "Sword Elder, you go up with me." ”

The old man nodded, looking at the several third-level tals that greeted them, and with a swing of his sword, the tals dissipated into the wind and snow.

Duan Dongyang sped up and galloped forward, while Jian Lao followed closely beside him, killing all the Tals who dared to meet him, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of Duan Dongyang's body, which could block all damage, even flesh and blood could not step into half a point.

The third level,

The wind and snow here are even heavier, and they can see the Ice and Snow Palace inside on the city wall, which is really completely made of ice, and the more Zheng Yinjun thinks about it, the more he doesn't understand why Emperor Taal lives in such a place. He saw that the Taal was not a particularly hardy species, and they only understood why the Taal had such a distribution of levels.

Because the temperature above is too low, the low-level tarr does not dare to approach at all, like the second-level tarr does not dare to come up to the second level, and the third-level tarr does not dare to go to the third level. Now in the third level, only these golden scale tals, that is, level 4 tals, dare to stay here.

Only they have enough physical fitness to resist the cold with their physical strength, and if they were ordinary people, their blood would really be coagulated by the cold the moment they stepped on.

Ling Feng couldn't resist it faintly, if he hadn't maintained the state of the blue shadow release all the time, he would have been frostbitten in this cold.

There were not many golden towers, there were only two on this wall, but while they were fighting, the signal must have been heard, and the towers from other places did not know if they would come. Because this is already the last level, and then inside is the residence of the Emperor of Tar, if all the golden towers are mobilized, the other walls will be lost.

For this reason, Li Zhi asked Li Sheng to go to the other side of the city wall to attract the tower on the other side, telling them that there was more than one direction to attack, which would make the tower wary and not dare to move around at will.

Li Zhi actually wanted to make a move, but Zheng Yinjun stopped him, he wanted to win these two golden towers with Ling Feng and the two of them with his own hands, if even these little soldiers couldn't win, what kind of tarr emperor would they fight, how could they become stronger. Li Zhi's mission is over after this time, and he can go back to his own space and don't care about anything.

And the two of them need to face the ruthlessness of the human emperor and need to fight for the position of the human emperor. To this end, Zheng Yinjun must learn to face difficulties, must fight, and must become stronger. And the fastest way to become stronger is to fight, the power of the native species is the power that is born to exist for fighting, the more you fight, the stronger you can become, the more passionate your emotions, the more uplifting your spirit, and the stronger your strength.