It was Ding Qiang hovering in the air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If the ancestor of the Xin family had been cautious enough, such an accident would not have happened.

Suddenly hearing that it was his descendant who had just chopped down, his heart was anxious, coupled with excitement, he recklessly broke into the ground, and finally broke the two forces that were competing with each other. The thunder was consumed and had no temper, he broke in without stopping, and just hit the energy circle surrounded by the six thunders, and with a light touch, the power was unbalanced, and as soon as the target turned, he found him.

Although he panicked and escaped from the ground, he thought that there would be a way to get rid of this trouble in the air. The speed in the air is much faster than underground, and the underground can't catch up with him, so there must be a way to get rid of this heel worm in the air. Besides, the target of the thunder robbery is not him, but just the traction of the gas engine, as long as he gets rid of this air machine traction, everything will be fine.

Who knows, it just bumped into Solisheh's big array, if it turned out that Solishe's formation was easy to say, and if it did, it would be the same as killing a small mosquito when flying at high speed, it would not be a problem. But this guy is also a martial god, and the big array built by using his spiritual power as a medium is like colliding with a person.

This delay is miserable!

He became the scapegoat of Ding Qiang's robbery, and all the six thunders found him. How did he know that it had been so long, and the six thunders had not yet struck Ding Qiang, and he was still fighting with this kid underground. In other words, the thunder did not gain momentum, and it was not strong at all, what he encountered in the big array was the energy of the blessing and thunder, but in fact, the thunder without the blessing could not be strong there.

Besides, it still came in a hurry, and the power of such a thunderstorm is limited after all. But it's not something he can resist after only recovering his strength twice. Fortunately, this large array with Solisheh helped him a lot, if it weren't for the large array that resisted most of the forces, all the energy of the thunder would have rushed to him.

A drink and a peck, there seems to be a fixed number.

That's it, after using all the tricks to resist the thunderstorm, the clothes have long been torn, the flesh and blood are blurred, the blood is dripping, and some of the bones in the arms have been broken, revealing the white stubble. finally carried it, my heart was relieved, and I passed out.

On the surface, the injury was very serious, but the divine personality in the body was intact, and this injury was not a matter at all for a martial god. Although it looks embarrassed and dying, it doesn't really matter.

It was precisely because he brought Ding Qiang, who was still entangled with the thunderstorm, out of the ground, although he escaped, but saved people in disguise. The six thunders were detonated by him, and there was still a strong aura of thunder yuan in the air.

The Nine Tribulations and Thunder have passed, the sky has suddenly changed, and the originally dark night sky, like a large bucket of oil paint, has become red, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

Ten thunders finally came.

At the same time, on the platform of the Holy City, Ding Zhen was putting his hand on the holy book of the Holy City, preparing for the first holy sacrifice in the Holy City in a hundred years. The sky suddenly changed color, the sun was shining, a group of people were a little stunned, although the holy sacrifice has not been opened for more than a hundred years, but what it was like when it was opened, the old people still remember it, this is a new situation.

As if he had a feeling in his heart, Ding Zhen just looked up at the place where the glow was shining, and roughly judged that it was the direction of Kuncheng, and beckoned everyone to return to their places, and he was going to start summoning the martial gods of the continent to return to the Holy City to participate in this rare gathering of holy sacrifices in a hundred years.

If it is not opened, the holy city will almost be unable to hold on.

Raising his hand, he carved the talisman in the air at a high speed, the lines were connected, the divine power surged, and with his hand, a mysterious five-pointed star array emitted a dazzling brilliance, and with Ding Zhen's fingers, it was introduced into the holy book.

The six formations, eight diagrams, and twelve constellations of the Thirteen Constellations of the Holy City, which were originally closed, were all opened in turn, and the pure Tianyuan Qi began to surge in the Holy City, and the lighting order began from the thirty-six Tiangang of the Holy City, then to the Eight Diagrams, and finally to the Six Formations.

There has never been such an abundance of pure yuan qi, and many people who are stuck in the barrier seem to have signs of loosening, but they must not leave to break through at this hour, and no matter how they say, they must hold on until the end of the holy sacrifice.

The Holy Sacrifice began, and the hearts of the people were excited.

"Law enforcement envoys return to their places!"

"Tiangang Constellation is home!"

"Tiangang Lord Kill and Return to His Place!"

"Tiangang Judgment Star Returns!"

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In the shining thirty-six Tiangang diagram on the stage, Ding Zhen stood in the middle and shouted loudly. The remaining remnants of the Holy City returned to their respective positions, shouting the slogan of returning to their places that they had been thinking about day and night for a hundred years. There are many people with tears in their eyes, there are old men with white beards, there are powerful young people, and there are middle-aged people who speak steadily and prudently......

This moment, the Holy City has been waiting for too long, and this moment has been longed for a long time. Once upon a time, these daily things were done bit by bit, and when the morning bell and dusk drum were in progress, how could the loss and loneliness be spoken. Today, when this scene that is no longer familiar is shouted in the Holy City again, many people's eyes are moist.

Cultivators, go against the sky. Cultivate its mind, nourish its vitality, train its body, and enhance its soul. Focused on self-cultivation and self-tempering, almost all of them have reached the realm of ancient wells and forgetfulness.

In a hundred years, no one can break through the Martial God, no one can maintain the Holy City's Heaven and Earth Vitality is not consumed, and the Holy City has come to an end, these people who are as strong as a rock have also shaken their hearts, and when they see that the former glory of the Holy City can be recreated, no one is excited, and no one is happy.

The path to cultivation and promotion was blocked, and the meaning of life lost its luster. Many people have left the holy city, began to waste their time in a muddy way, and began to enjoy life. Soli is an example of this.

Those who remained were struggling to persevere, convinced that one day, the law enforcement envoys would return. It took a lot of financial, material and manpower to search everywhere, but they never saw it, but they still didn't give up and still held on. Every day there are people who regularly guard the holy book and hear the holy word.

In the past hundred years, there have been two fluctuations in the holy book, one of which shines without symptoms but does not show any holy words, and the last time, which is also the time that the ancestors of the Xin family came to check it, there are specific holy words displayed.

Those who can break through the Martial God, apart from martial artists like them, there are only the remnants of ancient bloodline powerhouses left in this continent, how could these people be summoned by their holy city. The declining Holy City doesn't even want to stay with itself, and still wants these people to come, which is obviously not possible. He was reluctant, but he also had ideas, and maybe it would be good to have a different kind of gain, so he went generously.

The people who stayed behind also had expectations in their hearts, there were not many people left behind in the holy city, and they still had to take care of the sacred book of the platform, and only one of the ancestors of the Xin family could be sent, and they couldn't do anything, and they all hoped that this time the old Xin could gain something.

Now, the law enforcement envoy has finally returned, but Xin Lao has not returned.

At this moment, the summoning technique of the Holy City was cast again after a hundred years. The sky was stained with blood, and the colorful clouds were flying. Divine pillars suddenly descended from the sky, and began to envelop the people who had advanced to the Martial God in Kuncheng.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, and they wanted to break free, but they were imprisoned by divine power, how could they get their wish.

Including the ancestors of the Xin family on the ground were also teleported away, and when Soli was leaving, he wanted to talk to his daughter, but he didn't have time, he only said: "Take care of the little master!" and the person took off.