Half a month ago, on Fengwang Mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Great Elder, who had lived for countless years, was gone, all the stele servants were crying, the long black and white hair in front of the grass house was flying, and his eyes were red, but there were no tears.

Half a day later.

Fengwang Mountain White, white robe, white flowers......

Between heaven and earth, there is a large hall rising from the ground, and the spiritual seat of the old man stands in the mourning hall.

Knowing his fate without tears, he knelt down and served. One by one, the stele attendants kept coming in, and then going out one after another.

Under the grief, the undercurrent is turbulent.

A pair of eyes with obscurity, emitting a devouring light in the dark.

In the Ten Directions Dragon City, every city lord is jealous of Fengwang Mountain. Because of the existence of the Fengwang Tower, this mountain has faintly become a force beyond the Dragon City.

Fengwang Tower, the tower has energy that is very beneficial to the fusion of mysteries, which will make the path of the fusion of great sins easier.

Whoever can take charge of the King Tower may become the only king in a desperate situation!

Because not everyone, they are all the fools of the Great Elder, who owns the Fengwang Tower, but is still stuck on a mountain, and has also set all kinds of restrictions, so that all the great sins can only enter the Fengwang Tower once every ten years.

The existence of heavenly machines is an obstacle.

But all the desperate sins, I can't wait for this old immortal to die.

However, it has been many years.

How many talented City Lords of the Ten Directions, I don't know how many generations have changed, and that damn old immortal is still alive.

If it weren't for the fact that there were several king beasts hidden behind this old immortal, Fengwang Mountain...... It must have changed hands long ago.

So, we can only wait until he dies, and after he dies, everything is possible.

Now, it's time to bring in a new owner.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the mouth of the owner of the dark gaze-

Knowing fate, who knows what this thing is?

With him!

is also worthy of being the lord of this king mountain?!

I don't know what to say, I don't know whether I live or die!

In the dark, the killing machine is light and fleeting.

They hoped, that kid, that better look at it. Otherwise, they don't mind letting the old immortal species disappear into this desperate situation.

"Heh, what uncle. A pear blossom pressed the begonia, and when he was about to die, he gave birth to a son, but he can't underestimate that old guy, old and strong. ”

A sneer sounded, and the murderous scene in the shadows disappeared.

Time passed, and a month passed, and the calm remained. But the undercurrent is also becoming more and more turbulent.

The eyes of many forces have been cast on this not high mountain.

The new mountain lord vows to break the balance that has existed for countless years, and they will not slack off.

Under the Great Elder, there were nine elders, and now, except for two, everyone else was running, and no one knew about the flow of information, promises, contracts, and exchange of benefits...... Just to become the new mountain lord and take charge of the King Tower.

The seven elders are either ambitious or dark sons of Dragon City......

Desperate situation, it's going to be chaotic.

On the 7749th day of the vigil, when the coffin was buried in the ground, the undercurrent under the calm was sworn to explode in one day.

Except for one elder, no one would admit to knowing his fate, so he was not the lord of the mountain.

Zhu Qiang, who entered the mourning hall to worship, when his eyes swept over the black-and-white long-haired young man kneeling beside him, his eyes were either sarcastic or sentimental, and no one put him in his eyes.

The seven elders were no exception, and they were only afraid of each other.

The winner is only up to them, as long as the winner is decided, he will naturally become the new mountain master.

Inside the mourning hall, the wind is calm.

Outside the mourning hall, the situation is changing.

......

Forty-nine days later, the yin qi rises, and it is forbidden to marry, and it is advisable to enter the earth.

Under the Fengwang Mountain, the heavenly machine is in the ground. As the coffin was covered with dirt, the grave was erected, and the forces persecuted.

A pair of eyes without kindness swept over the Heavenly Succession, and three elders walked out of the crowd.

They are the winners of the month after the death of the Heavenly Machine.

The new mountain lord is destined to be one of them.

Everyone thought so, even the two elders who weren't involved.

A small heir to heaven, under many forces, is just an ant that can be pinched to death at any time.

If it weren't for the fear of the one-finger spear king who had made friends with the heavens, several king beasts, it is estimated that he would be in the grave now.

The strong forces occupied, forty-nine days, is enough for those powerful forces to participate, even if it is the Ten Directions Dragon City, the Dali Duan Clan is no exception.

But among them, there is no one who really stands behind Zhifang.

Zixuan of Zilong City, the first person under the city lord, has the name of Zihou.

Black Dragon City Xiaba, Heavenly Dragon City Heavenly Demon, Green Dragon City Green Leaf, Red Dragon City Red Dust......

The people from the Dragon City of the Ten Directions, except for the Imperial City, are all with the dignity of the princes.

As for the Dali Duan family, the person who came was a nephew of the Gun King, and the cultivation of the five-story building was already at the peak of the desperate situation, but among the forces in this place, it was the last, and even under the imperial city.

Therefore, he only came for the heirs of the heavenly machine to save his life, and he did not dare to touch the Fengwang Tower.

As for the imperial city, the person who came was supposed to be the imperial concubine, but for some reason, it was an elder of the imperial concubine who came here.

Intrigue in the shadows, killing step by step, these three elders became the winners, or, the forces behind them, became the winners.

Purple Dragon City, Heavenly Dragon City, Black Dragon City!

The second elder, the third elder, and the fifth elder walked out of the crowd, came to the tombstone of Tianji, turned around and saluted many major sins.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Great Elder is dead, but Fengwang Mountain cannot be left without an owner for a day, and the young master knows that his fate is too young to suppress this luck, so the three of us are willing to take over the heavy responsibility and serve as the acting mountain master, and when the fate grows up, the position of the mountain master will be handed over to him. ”

The three elders spoke, their faces heavy.

As he spoke, the atmosphere became more and more stagnant.

At this time, the second elder also spoke: "Yes, the stele attendants and several other elders recommended the three of us to elect a person who temporarily replaces the mountain master......

However, before he could finish his words, he could no longer speak.

The young man with long black and white hair and plain white clothes stood up, accompanied by a terrifying power that enveloped the entire Fengwang Mountain.

The sky is black and white, like a double fish intersecting and rotating, and a Tai Chi god map covers a radius of 100,000 miles.

The young man began to walk, and with each step, the place became more and more silent, and his momentum became more and more majestic.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the pace of knowing fate was paused, and the climbing qi was stagnant.

A man in black walked out, raising his eyebrows like a knife, wanting to cut off the momentum of knowing his fate.

But useless!

Knowing his fate, the stagnant qi soared, and Xia Ba's momentum was suppressed.

The magnificent momentum spewed out, making the three elders standing in front of the tombstone pale and trembling.

They seemed to see the old man who had suppressed Fengwang Mountain for countless years.

Rumble!

The feet were like thunder, Zi Xuan appeared, and the roar sounded again, and the Heavenly Demon of Tianlong City also walked out, wanting to suppress the magnificent momentum of Zhifang.

After a few breaths, people kept coming out and bursting out of the general trend of the whole body, confronting the young man with long black and white hair.

Thirty, forty ...... Fifty...... Hundred......

Hundreds of deadly sins are stepped out, and the general trend of knowing fate must be forced back to his body.

Once this scene appears, even if you don't die, you will be crippled, and the lord of the mountain will change hands.

The monstrous momentum was slowly restrained, and the feet raised by Zhifu could no longer fall.

Shout!

A terrible sound of breaking the air sounded, and a vicious long sword wandered between the gaps of the powerful qi machines, killing the young man who couldn't move.

In an instant, the strong color changed.

The strong man of the Duan clan had a murderous flash in his eyes, and he stepped out, but he suddenly turned around and retreated, and a sword appeared in front of him.

Suddenly, the killing broke out.

In front of the tombstone, the three pale-faced elders smiled at the corners of their mouths, so, very good.

It's good to be dead.

This sword is so vicious that it leaves no room for error.

No one would have thought that a neutral elder would kill him when he knew his fate and could not move.

Who is behind him?

Everyone here knew that the young man was going to die.

Phew!

The sword pierced through the body, and blood spilled into the air.

The suppression of the fate of the fate is stagnant, and the mood of those great sins changes.

The killing in the distance also stopped.

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief-

The poisonous sword, dotted on the center of the eyebrows of the fate, a little vermilion impregnated.

However, it was never able to stab again.

Blood was dripping from the corners of the elder's mouth as he lowered his head and looked at the long sword that had pierced his chest.

This sword shattered his natal mountain realm divine treasure.

This sword destroyed all the mountain power in his body.

Therefore, he looked up, looked at the sword in his hand, and coughed up...... This sword can't be handed over after all......

The corners of his mouth with a wry smile stayed on his face forever.

The owner of the sword withdrew the sword, and the elder's body fell to the ground, revealing an ordinary face.

This is a young man with an indifferent expression, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, and his eyes are cloudy.

On his body, there was not a trace of mystery, even when the sword killed the elder, there was no mystery.

This is a person who has not realized any mysteries!

But at this moment, no one dared to underestimate him.

Ordinary people, ordinary swords, become extraordinary at this moment.

The pure sword edge, without any mysteries, erupted from the body of this ordinary young man.

The edge is dull, it is dull, and everyone who sees the edge of the pure sword path unconsciously rises this thought in their hearts.

There is no sharpness of a sword, no murderous aura of a sword.

It's an ordinary sword, it's a clumsy sword.

This sword is called clumsy, clumsy clumsy.

This person is called Jiuming, the Nine Ming of the Nine Shadows.

He is the descendant of the seventy-two peaks of Kunlun, and he came from Shanyang.

He has a small heart, and can only accommodate three or two.

One is the master Fu Tuwei, and the other is a brother who knows the heavens.

My brother's life is in danger. So, he is here today to kill someone.