Chapter 2 The Rising Storm
The heavy snow is flying, decorating this world in silver, and a heavy snow falls white and clean. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
It was also on such a day that the sky above the Yunqin Palace became an immortal gate opened, and the immortals and the true dragon appeared together.
Countless elder monks with little longevity tried all kinds of methods, their eyes were red, like a moth that had lost their minds, and they rushed to Chengxian Gate desperately.
On this day, the sky of the capital of Shuntian was bloody, and there was no trace of fading after many days.
It is also from this day that all the famous mountains and rivers in the world have risen with the power of faith and built into a door of God. From the inside of the door, there are countless fairy palaces, and there are bursts of fairy music, and occasionally there is immortal qi flowing out, which can make the nearby creatures grow wildly, producing mutations like evolution.
However, although there are many immortal gates, none of them have really walked out of the immortals. The legendary immortals, every time they appeared next to the immortal gate, their eyes were indifferent, as if there was no difference between the crowd of beings and the grass mustard.
The immortals in the sky are all watching the world, and they dare not really enter the human world. Because the rules of the two worlds are different, even if an immortal rashly steps out of the immortal gate and enters the world, he will have to be ruled by the rules, and he will be wiped out in an instant.
Just when the world was in turmoil and everyone was discussing whether the opening of the fairy gate was good or bad, Tang Feng, the new king of the desolate wilderness, who was the lord of one party, did not have any ups and downs.
At this moment, Tang Feng stood up from the upper floor in the middle of the lake, gently dusted off the snow on his clothes, and then stretched his waist. Around him, green lotuses are rooted in the snow, swaying as his lazy waist stretches, looking naughty and cute.
These Qinglian, of course, are not the real Qinglian, but the true manifestation of Qinglian's sword intent after he comprehended the "Qinglian Sword Codex" to a certain extent.
It has been more than half a year since Tang Feng went straight to Suncheon City with a sword. During this period of time, he has been sorting out the military affairs of the desolate wilderness, and at the same time silently comprehending the "Qinglian Sword Codex", and cultivating with peace of mind.
It's just that after experiencing the transformation after the Divine War Relic Shengmen, he has taken every step very solidly, so the progress of his cultivation is not fast.
Just now, he officially entered the Source Realm.
"In the past, I had entered the Source Realm from the Pulse Realm for most of the year, but now I have only crossed eight small realms. ”
Tang Feng smiled and shook his head.
He didn't know that if his words were spread to the outside world, it was estimated that many young people with higher hearts than the sky would vomit blood. The eight small realms in half a year are still the eight small realms of the source realm, which cannot be described by peerless Tianjiao at all, and can only be called by words such as demons and monsters.
With a flick of the big sleeves, the green lotus that swayed from side to side immediately turned into a sword intent in the sky, cutting off the heavy snow in the sky, and then dissipating in the snowflakes in the sky.
"The immortals looked at the world, and it seemed that something was finally coming to the surface. ”
Tang Feng put his hands behind his back and looked deeply at a fairy gate in the desolate and barren territory of Yindu Mountain, and a deep chill flashed in his eyes.
As far as he knew, the first immortal gate that appeared in the human world was above the Yunqin Imperial Palace. Judging from the news transmitted from the saucer placed in the Yunqin Palace, the immortal gate that appeared above the Yunqin Palace was not accidental, but the Yunqin Palace itself communicated and constructed.
"Yunqin Imperial Palace, are you finally going to take the initiative to use your heritage? ”
Tang Feng snorted coldly, and the chill in his eyes became more and more intense.
Since Qin Yuanfu ascended the throne and became emperor, the oppression of the Yunqin Imperial Palace on the Desolate Domain has not weakened, but has become more and more serious. On several occasions, Qin Yuanfu directly sent people to send orders to drive troops south to resist the rebellious party.
While Tang Feng refused these orders, he kept thinking that Qin Yuanfu had just registered, and his rule had not yet been consolidated, so how could he dare to be so arrogant to him. He didn't know why until today.
However, even if the hole cards in Qin Yuanfu's hand may be related to the heavenly immortals, he Tang Feng is not afraid at all.
"What about immortals, this world is not something you can come to if you want to. ”
Tang Feng gently tapped the river crosser on his waist, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile.
The snow hanging from the building in the middle of the lake shook down, and an old man wearing an alchemy suit appeared behind Tang Feng, and then respectfully saluted Tang Feng.
"Five thousand Ice Heart Pills are ready?" Tang Feng looked at Duan Heng with a smile.
Duan Heng said: "Ready." ”
Tang Feng nodded. Half a year ago, Duan Heng handed over five thousand Tieyang Pills, and now that half a year has passed, these five thousand Ice Heart Pills have also been prepared. In addition, 5,000 pairs of precision armor weapons crafted by the Seven Soldiers of the Furnace have also been prepared. In this way, the army that he had been thinking about for a long time could finally come out.
At the same time, the ancient man who looked like a fairy tale dwarf also reached the top of the lake building.
In Gu Da's hand, he held a container - a bow box.
Open the bow box, and there is a longbow that is as black as night lying quietly - the demon bow thousand nights.
After more than half a year, there is an upgraded system that can provide all kinds of materials, and this very mythical demon bow has finally been completely restored.
"Demon bow for a thousand nights. ”
Tang Feng rubbed his bow, and his eyes gradually glowed with bright light.
For some reason, as soon as he touched the repaired Thousand Nights Bow, an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart, and there was a battle intent rising in his bones and blood.
Airplanes.
The bowstring vibrate, and an arrow feather condensed from snow was placed on the demon bow Qianye, and then with the release of Tang Feng's finger of the string, this arrow feather immediately pierced through the sky, leaving a trace of ice and snow in the sky that had not been dispersed for a long time.
Boom.
The ice and snow arrow feathers burst open, and suddenly a storm of ice and snow rolled up, and a large area of the void shattered and was annihilated.
This arrow was just shot by Tang Feng casually, but its power was enough to shoot the Dao Realm Ninth Rank Grandmaster.
"If you do it with all your might in the Immortal Cutting Realm, one arrow should be able to snipe a Dao Realm first-grade grandmaster. Tang Feng whispered.
When he was in the Nine Grades of the Source Realm, he was able to cross a large realm and kill Sun Pinglu, who was the Nine Rank of the Dao Realm, strongly. However, this does not mean that he can fight across a large realm in the source realm. Because, the gap between each small realm of the Dao realm is much worse than that of the origin realm.
However, at this moment, he had the Thousand Nights Demon Bow, but he was able to break the myth again and attack the Dao Realm First Rank Grand Master.
"Master Gu, thank you. Tang Feng put away the Thousand Nights Bow and thanked Gu Dao seriously.
Tang Gongzi said seriously. Gu laughed.
On this night, Tang Feng and the five thousand silver armorers stood silently for a long time with snow on their heads.
It was also from this night that an army that should not exist in the world was finally born.
At the same time, Ni Kun came to Ningyi City with the dry mound.
In the Yunqin Imperial Palace, Qin Yuanfu had a beam of light pouring on his head, and he was baptizing his physical and spiritual sense.
This night, the storm will rise.