One-step, two-step, three-step, four-step......

Each step is just a moment, but it seems to be incomparably long. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some of the martial saints' faces were flushed, some of the martial saints were shaking, and some were clenching their fists......

Without exception, the back of every martial saint was wet, and a chill rose from behind.

Behind the eerie tranquility lies a great crisis. The Zhongmeng and the Six Small Worlds want to take away their heirs, how can the martial saints of other forces let them do what they want.

The resources possessed by the twenty-two people were concerned about the path of these Martial Saints who had no way forward, and they finally saw a glimmer of hope, and how could the other Martial Saints let it slip away in vain.

Eight steps, nine steps, ten steps......

Some of the martial saints had red eyes, some of the martial saints had hideous faces, and some of the martial saints were churning with anger......

For endless years, they have been searching for a way to break into the realm of legends, but they have despaired, the road has been broken, and even if they are geniuses, they cannot continue the fault. The resources of the "Golden Ancient Road" allowed them to see a ray of light, and for this dawn, they rushed here from all corners of the continent, only to watch it slip through their hands.

What if the jade is burned?

Some Martial Saints are on the verge of collapse, and some Martial Saints are on the verge of madness......

The footsteps are still moving forward, twenty steps, twenty-one steps, twenty-two steps......

It's going to blow up, the scene has been suppressed to the extreme, it's going to blow up, as long as the footsteps move forward,......

"Slow!"

The sound was crisp, breaking the silence and suppressing the explosion for the time being.

All the martial saints breathed a sigh of relief, no one wanted to burn the jade, no one wanted to scatter in two, all of them came for resources. One by one, they were secretly happy in their hearts, someone came out, and it was not so easy for the Zhongmeng and the Six Small Worlds to take away their heirs.

The one who came out was Zhao Wangtian, the leader of the Western Alliance. At this time, Zhao Wangtian's face was gloomy, and the black aura of the Dao was all around him, and the martial saints of the four alliances behind him actually put on a big battle posture.

The Western Alliance, the Northern Alliance, the Southern Alliance, and the ASEAN of the Fengyun Continent have come together, and the four alliances that have joined together are definitely super giants.

On the bar, the Big Mac and the Big Mac, but the posture of the big battle between the two sides made the other martial saints nervous.

"Zhao Wangtian, what do you want to do? If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end. Come on, come on, let's go over there and fight. Desperate and furious, the slash knife in his hand pointed directly at Zhao Wangtian.

"Hehe!" Zhao Wangtian sneered, gloomy, "If you want to fight, fight here, who will be scared by the burning of jade, and the people of my four alliances are not frightened! As long as you dare to take a step forward, we will attack immediately!"

Zhao Wangtian's words directly grabbed the lifeblood of the Zhongmeng and the Six Small Worlds. There is no doubt that the strength of the two families together exceeds that of the four alliances, but now is not the time to talk about whose strength is stronger, if the four leagues are really willing to cut them all, they can really pull them all into the water.

The biggest headache for the China League and the Six Small Worlds is the Four Leagues. One of the descendants of the Four Leagues died in the "Golden Ancient Road", and now the martial saints of the Four Leagues are envious, jealous and hateful to the Middle League and the Six Small Worlds. In this case, it is really possible to do anything.

Kongzhao and Martial Saint's feet stopped in the air, and they didn't dare to step on it.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense again.

The tip of the needle is to the wheat, the tip is to the point, and no one is willing to give in. Both sides were ready to strike a blow. The whole space crackled, as if sparks were about to collide. The Martial Saints of the entire area were only a thin line away from hell, and even the Martial Saints were sweating on their foreheads one by one.

There are too many Martial Saints concentrated in the entire area, and once detonated, the entire area will be reduced to ashes. Things are getting worse than ever.

This made the martial saints of the Holy Realm forces frown one by one. They don't want to drag things to an extremely bad level, their goal is resources, and their lives are gone, so what's the point of resources against the sky.

"Don't be impatient!

The one who spoke was a member of the forces of the Holy Realm, an old man with a withered body, and the skin on his body was like the bark of a 10,000-year-old pine tree, folded and wrinkled, this was an old man in his last years. However, as he spoke, his cloudy eyes flickered. When that essence swept past the other martial saints, it made people's hearts chill. Obviously, this is an old monster that has lived for countless years, and his strength is unfathomable.

"Old Yan, what do you command, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Elder Yan, please command!"

Kong Zhao and Zhao Wangtian were a little jealous of the old man.

That old man's name is Yan Buji, and he is the Supreme Elder of the Holy Realm Buyan Sect. It is rumored that he has already stepped into the realm of legend with half a foot. It's a pity that it is too difficult to step into that legendary realm, even if he touches a little edge like this, but it is extremely difficult to really step into it. And this time, Feng Ming and the others made a commotion, even he was alarmed.

"Both sides take a few steps back and have something to say!"

Yan Fuji returned to his dying appearance, if it weren't for the breathtaking spirit just now, others would still think he was a dying old man.

"These boys have just come out of the 'Golden Ancient Road'!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Zhao Wangtian's words made the martial saints in the entire area commotion.

Ah-the sound of surprise;

vomit - the voice of understanding;

Haha - the sound of ecstasy;

......

Speculation and confirmation are two different things. And most of the Martial Saints really didn't know that Feng Ming had just come out of the "Golden Ancient Road".

The hearts of the Martial Saints suddenly became hot, the faces of the Martial Saints showed greed, and the teeth of the Martial Saints shone brightly......

The resources in the "Golden Ancient Road" can make people crazy, and the Fengyun Continent does not have them at all. As long as you have the resources in the "Golden Ancient Road", to break into the next realm, it is as simple as drinking cold boiled water, and it is even possible to break into the realm of legends.

Confused, confused, crazy, upside down......

One by one, the Martial Saint's feet involuntarily walked towards Feng Ming and them. The charm of the words "Golden Ancient Road" is too great, enough to make the martial saint become a moth and throw himself into the fire.

The situation is extremely critical, and if there is chaos, there are very few martial saints who can retreat with their whole body.

The people of the Four Alliances were all smiling. They love it!

The people of the Four Alliances hated Kongkong and Feng Ming to the core, especially Feng Ming, who wanted to eat their flesh raw, and several other people also wished that they would die one by one. People have a dark side, they can't see the good of others, they are miserable, and they wish that someone was more miserable than themselves.

"Good! Good! The more chaotic the better! Just fishing in troubled waters!" Wang Yitong smiled gloomily.

"Smack, smack, smack!"

A crisp sound sounded, and kites flew in the air again, this time not one, but a dozen.

More than a dozen martial saints were fanned and flew away, screaming in the air, and they were so angry! Someone dared to slap them and fly away!

"Look for death!"

The sound of breaking shouts rushed into the divine sea of the confused martial saints, making people's hearts tremble, and they woke up from their confusion one by one.

The words are not the same, they are strong enough, they are worthy of being a master who has stepped into the realm of legends with one foot, and the martial saint is almost the same as an ant in front of him, and more than a dozen martial saints are flying with one slap. However, he had scruples and didn't shoot those martial saints to death.

At this time, his breath was churning, his originally somewhat rickety body became straight, his eyes were shining, and the dead tree bark instantly looked shiny and dazzling. That posture has the intention that if someone dares to move, they will be killed immediately.

The supreme power shook the entire area silently.

That appearance made the members of the gold team envious, and now they are the "white chickens", they can't even control their own fate, enough to be aggrieved, this world, or rely on strength. If they have the strength to speak, they are afraid that those birdmen will blow them into slag one by one. It's a pity that it's a conjecture, and now they are meat on someone else's chopping board.

It's not because of his high moral character, he hasn't been idle, and he is also salivating over the resources of a few little kids. However, he can't let the situation be chaotic, and if the situation is chaotic, it will not be good for him at all. He has his own considerations.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree! A person who has half a foot in the realm of legends, even if he is a peak martial saint, must avoid three points. The anger of the words made many of the martial saints who rushed towards Feng Ming and his party retreat one after another.

The Martial Saints of the Zhongmeng and the Six Small Worlds wiped the sweat from their foreheads, it was so dangerous! At that moment just now, their hearts jumped to their throats.

The people of the Four Alliances were so angry that they blew their beards and glared, seeing that big things were expected, who knew that the old monster had a rod in his eyes.

"This old thing, why don't you die?" Zhao Wangtian said secretly, his eyes dripping and rolling.

"Zhao Wangtian, you go on!"

Yan Fuji's tone was stiff, and the wisps of cold light in his eyes approached Zhao Wangtian.

How could Zhao Wangtian's little trick be hidden from him. Zhao Wangtian could have avoided the matter and dealt with it lightly, but he chose to poke it out directly, and his intentions were extremely sinister.

But Zhao Wangtian was not wrong, so he had to hold back his anger and ask him if his dog could spit out ivory from his dog's mouth.

Today's situation is more complicated, and how to deal with it and get the most out of it is really a science.

"It's not impossible to take people away. Zhao Wangtian said.

"Fart!"

"Fuck your stinking shit!"

"Shut your beak!"

......

Zhao Wangtian's words stabbed the hornet's nest, staring at him angrily with blood-red eyes one by one, as if Zhao Wangtian had picked up the ancestral graves of other martial saints. There is a posture of who releases people and who is desperate.

"You're a fucking fart!"

"****, mouth full of feces!"

......

The people of the Four Alliances were unwilling to show weakness, and immediately ridiculed each other.

On weekdays, the big guys who are high up are now scolding the street like shrews, which is really funny.

This scene made the members of the gold team look at each other. This is too nonsense, and you have to face it!

"It's funny! It's funny! It's so exciting! It's so exciting!" Feng Ming slapped his face while laughing, "Come on!"

The others also let out, and one by one they carried their trumpets and shouted:

"****!

"Second goods! Come on!"

"Spray manure, spray more!"

......

The whole scene was lively enough! Anyway, I didn't dare to fight, but I could fight with my mouth! One by one, my spit flew everywhere, and I scolded by pulling my throat. They didn't dare to use the True Yuan, they all relied on the original power, and it was magnificent! It was enough to go down in the history of the Fengyun Continent.

Yan Buji sneered on the side: "Scold! Keep scolding! As long as you don't beat, just scold! If you scold for a long time, you will naturally sit down and discuss a solution!"

However, Kongzhao and Wan Shan frowned, this is not a way! The problem cannot be solved, it is their people who are pledged in the middle, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for them.

"Zhao Wangtian, what do you mean, you say!"

The other martial saints saw that Kongzhao took the initiative to find a solution, and immediately stopped talking, and for a while, the entire area was extremely quiet. looked at Zhao Wangtian one by one, if Zhao Wangtian's mouth was not ivory, he would scold him to death!

"After leaving half of what you have gained from the 'Golden Ancient Road,' take away your heirs, and those who are not your heirs are not allowed to take them. ”

Zhao Wangtian almost held back his internal injuries before, and halfway through his words, he was scolded for spurting blood, this time, he simply got straight to the point and shook out the key points first, so as not to suffer another unwarranted disaster.

"Hee-hee, I like it!"

"So talented! good! good!"

"I took back all the words I scolded you before, I'm so talented!"

......

All the martial saints have dog faces, and that face becomes faster than turning a book.

This stroke was hard enough, making the martial saints who were not from the China Alliance and the Six Small Worlds feel like eating bee feces.

It is impossible to leave the heirs of the Zhongmeng and the Six Small Worlds behind, even if the jade is burned, the two forces will not let the other forces take it away, and it is impossible to take away all the resources. All that's left is how to solve the problem and maximize the benefits.

The people of the Four Leagues are ruthless enough, others are fighting to the death in the "Golden Ancient Road", exchanging their lives for some resources, and the people of the Four Leagues are standing and talking without back pain, and if they hit "haha", they will scrape out half of the resources of others.

"Damn, it's not authentic!

It wasn't the Martial Saints of the China Alliance and the Six Small Worlds who spoke out one by one to support it.

One by one, they clenched their fists and "snapped," and they were extremely ashamed! They paid for their own lives, what kind of world is this! Just because they were not strong enough, they were slaughtered on the chopping board by others, and they were extremely ashamed! They were angry one after another, and their eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Zhao Wangtian, are the heads of the people of your Four Alliances in the water? With a single word, you will take away half of the resources that we, the heirs, have exchanged for their lives. Wan Shan was so angry that his hair was pointing upward.

"Half, there's no negotiability, whether you accept it or not, it's a big deal!"

Zhao Wangtian stomped his feet gently, he was not in a hurry, it was the other party who was in a hurry, and his demeanor was sure of the other party.

"Okay! Okay! I'll give! I'll give! The ugly words are ahead, and the sect that took my son's resources will go on a trip or two after that. Then I will say a few harsh words to see how you explain to me. ”

The person who spoke was the Lord of the Heavenly Fire Valley. The fire roared with rage, his fiery red hair stood on end in anger, and the flames around him were churning. This is clearly a robbery, and there is no reason to rob it. But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads!

The cruel words are the next sentence, but they don't work at all, which is equivalent to the resources in the "Golden Ancient Road", which is nothing less than.

"Stinky boy, come out! Put all the contents of the storage ring on the floor!"

The fire was so red that he almost vomited blood, which was a trampling and insult to his personality. His blood-red eyes swept towards the surrounding martial saints one by one, he wanted to keep their faces in his heart one by one, it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!

A dazzling array of rarities and treasures are scattered all over the place, too many to count. The treasure is shining, and the mist is churning.

"More than 100,000 years!"

"Oh my god!"

"What's that?"

The sound of gasping, the sound of fiery air, and the sound of smacking are mixed together. All of them are extremely rare, and some of them don't even recognize the old monsters that have lived for countless years.

There were greedy eyes all around, and they all wanted to pounce on them, and some of the martial saints even flowed out. Each of them is of great help to the Martial Saint. And such a resource is impossible in the Fengyun Continent, and it is only available to the other party as magical as the "Golden Ancient Road".

The year is frighteningly high, more than 100,000 years, even a piece of grass is worth immeasurable.

Everyone feels like they're going crazy!

However, he was a little disappointed, the things in front of him were good, they were also rare and precious, but for him, they were of little use. What he wants is a thing that breaks into the Martial God Realm, this kind of thing, it is only said to be in the "Golden Ancient Road", and no one has ever seen it. As for how to break into the Martial God Realm, he only touched a little edge, and if he really wanted to talk about how to break into the Martial God Realm, he didn't know.

This is the sorrow of the martial artists of the mainland, all the peak martial saints are like the headless flies, blindly touching! So far, I have not heard of that blind cat touching a dead mouse. There is a big reason why we are so concerned about the resources of the "Golden Ancient Road". After surviving the endless years, they were all about to despair, and they finally saw a little light, and they all took it as a life-saving straw, and they had to seize it desperately.

The fire of the fire is about to break through the sky, and it is very angry! Half of such resources are given up, as if someone has put blood on his body with a knife.

"******! Empty mouth and white teeth, just get half of our resources, it's too unreasonable!"

The fire was angry, and he jumped out with a. This made everyone stunned. Even Huo Yan looked at his father in surprise: I guess my father is crazy!

Feng Ming laughed out loud: "Sixth, he is so cute, he still knows how to be reasonable! It's so funny!"

The word "reason" is too far away from the Fengyun Continent! The Fengyun Continent is a world of fists, and whoever has the big fist is the reason, and whoever has the big fist is the rule. The strong man is full of words, and the strong man follows his words.

Be reasonable, it's been a long time!

Huohuo suddenly popped out of the sentence "too unreasonable", giving people a strange feeling. When Feng Ming heard it, he felt ridiculous, but there was sadness in the laughter!

The boss can still laugh, which makes the other brothers and sisters admire. Their lungs are about to explode, and the taste of being tied up and slaughtered is not comfortable at all, and they all hope that they have the magic of the world, and they will blast the martial saints who put their blood into slag. If you want to say what the meaning of the idiom of anger is, they are the best interpretation one by one.

And the boss is still in the mood to ridicule the sixth and his son, the boss is the boss, and he is not afraid of danger, but the boss is facing a dead end!

They can solve the problem if they take out half of the resources one by one, but what about the boss? Even if he takes out all the resources, he still can't change his life.

The eldest child, the second child, the tenth child, the eleventh child, the twelfth child, the five people are not like them, they still have grandma pain, uncle love, five people are helpless, for the five people, this is a dead end.

While they were angry at what happened to them, they were even more worried about the fate of the five. But even they themselves are fish and meat on someone else's chopping board, how can they talk about solving the difficulties of five people. Sorrow! Sorrow for not being able to control their own destiny!

"Leave thirty percent of the resources, and the rest of the things, Shaoxia should still take it away!"

Yan Buer is really an old fox, those resources are useless to him, he immediately became a bad person, and pushed away the responsibility of squeezing the Zhongmeng and the Six Small Worlds together. The words were very polite, and even the word "young man" popped out of his mouth.

It's really worthy of being an old man, the Zhongmeng is not easy to mess with, the six small worlds are not easy to mess with, and those young boys and girls are even more difficult to mess with. Emperor Wu killed the Martial Saint, looking at the entire history of the continent, it has never appeared. As long as they cross this hurdle, the future will be theirs. Now those young boys and girls can breathe fire in their eyes, who came, who took them, they remember it clearly one by one, and when they are strong, they have to come to the door one by one.

The words made the other martial saints very dissatisfied, and they all took his words as. They wish they could keep all of them. With so many martial saints here, even if all of them stay, it is a situation where there are more monks and less porridge. In the face of resources, the warriors of the Fengyun Continent are absolutely unyielding, going forward one after another, forgetting to die.

Leave 30 percent, just kidding! Pick up a lamp grass -- say it lightly!

Although Yan Buji is famous, but who can rush here, which one is good, there are many martial saints compared to him, and it is only a little worse, not to mention, as a dominant-level force, there are always one or two old immortals, and those old immortals are only stronger than Yan Fuji.

Who do you think you are, with a green onion on your nose and a green onion on your nose. Therefore, if you say that, the other martial saint birds are not birds.

That's what you say, and I know it's. It's really weird for someone to listen to it. The word "profit" is the head, and it is not bad if you are not crazy.

In fact, whether it is the words of fire or the words of the truth, it still makes sense, but the distorted world and the distorted mentality make people think that it is natural to take advantage of the fire to rob.

But this time it really went too far, too naked. One by one, the bigwigs used coercion and temptation to force the people of the Central Alliance and the Six Small Worlds to comply. This has essentially broken the only remaining bottom line in the Fengyun Continent. The collision between dominant-level forces, and even the collision between martial saints, is not far off, and it is extremely ferocious.

At this moment, the hearts of every martial saint of the Zhongmeng and the Six Small Worlds are about to explode. Since the founding of the sect, they have never suffered such a great insult! The heavenly and earthly treasures scattered on the ground have stripped off their hearts and flesh, and also slapped their faces to the point of "crackling". Their faces were gloomy and their eyes were spewing fire. They are dominant-level forces, dominating the life and death of all living beings in the Fengyun Continent, but now they are being slaughtered on the chopping board, but they have to be obedient and can't go crazy. It is difficult to express hatred even if the water of the three rivers is poured out.

The slaughter is going on slowly, some people are crying, some people are laughing, there are too many treasures in heaven and earth, flashing with treasure light, and they are about to blind people's eyes.

"100,000-year-old green lotus!"

"Fire Phoenix Fruit!"

"Fire Phoenix Fruit!"

"Fire Phoenix Grass!"

"Fire Phoenix Tree!"

"One hundred thousand years of Yuan Yuanguo!"

"Vajra Fruit!"

"The fruit of life and death!"

"100,000 years Ling Xuehua!"

......

The exclamations continued, and the sound of gasping for cold air continued......

Everyone who enters the "Golden Ancient Road" has different opportunities and different harvests.

Everything radiates brilliance, each has a magical effect, and each can make people go further in their current realm.

The Martial Saints of the Zhongmeng and the Six Small Worlds closed their eyes one by one, not daring to look at it anymore, and if they looked at it again, they would go crazy!

The treasures all over the ground were originally theirs, and in a word, they became someone else's, and their hearts were dripping blood, their lips were bitten, and they secretly swore that they must be recovered, and they must be recovered......