The rain, as if it was going to sweep everything, fell wildly!

Steep and precipitous, indescribably high cloud peaks, full of murderous aura. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An old man with a silver beard looked up at the sky.

The god-killing stick in his hand pointed at the sky, and the rain continued to wrap around.

Blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the rain flowed to the ground, and cracks broke open on the ground.

Slowly, the top of the mountain, which only had room for one person, turned bloody!

He howled unwillingly. At the foot of the cliff, there are countless people around, ready to attack at any time.

So be it, no more running, no more hiding, no more facing any grudges. He exhaled deeply, relieved.

The tireless rush broke through countless encirclements, hundreds of thousands of miles of fighting, and finally came to the highest peak of this cloud and mist divine land.

His divine power can only be exerted to the extreme when he reaches the highest peak!

The clouds and mist are ethereal in the desert era. No one knows the origin of this mysterious continent, let alone what it exists for.

The silver-bearded old man standing on the top of the peak looked at the dense crowd surrounding the mountain, almost including all the top masters of the Cloud Mist Continent, and smiled faintly, noncommittal.

Is there any necessity for such a continent to exist?

His hand is raised!

The god-killing stick comes out!

As the god-killing stick was thrown, the people surrounding the mountain exclaimed! Because they saw that along with the god-killing stick, there were seven small black dots!

"Seven keys! That's the seven keys!That's the seven keys!!"

In an instant, countless people flew into the air, divided into seven directions, and shot towards the seven small black dots! This group of people almost gathered the top masters of the crowd surrounding the mountain, and there were more than a dozen of them just the rare Emperor Li.

All the Emperor Li felt that they had a duty to shirk, so they all stepped forward and used their highest cultivation to fight against the extraordinary gravitational pull of the Cloud Mist Divine Land.

The silver-bearded old man on the top of the peak clasped his hands to his chest, and looked at the power emperors who rushed towards the seven small black dots without any expression on his face.

Those seven little black dots, not the point!

The point is actually the god-killing stick that is falling like a withering and decaying god!

It's a pity that no one else knows about this except for the silver-bearded old man on the top of the peak.

They all thought that what they were concentrating on now was to get the key that flew down in the air! Not a single Emperor Li thought that he would not be able to get it. Even if it's one, just one! No, it's nothing!

They all rushed like moths to the seven little black dots that were out of reach!

The silver-bearded old man on the top of the mountain grinned, and after seven years of pursuit, he smiled from the bottom of his heart for the first time. These emperors are still stupid, one by one they don't need to use their brains!

Chasing and killing Lao Tzu is smarter than the other.

If you can catch up with those seven keys, even if you are really good.

In a moment, there were really three power emperors who kept burning their own cultivation, and they were unrelentingly approaching three of the seven keys! All the hearts of those who were watching below were in their throats, and their hearts were beating wildly.

The silver-bearded old man on the top of the mountain was eager to slap his mouth a few times. Crow's beak!

It's a bit of a underestimation of these people.

Don't really let them get those three keys!

However, looking at the hard work of the three of them, they can still get the three keys. But what if you get those three keys?!

If there is no backhand, those seven keys will not be thrown out like this! Let alone be reluctant to resist the pursuit for seven years, they must come to this peak and throw these seven keys.

The back hand is the god-killing stick!

The seven keys were thrown far farther than the godkillers, but they only remembered to chase the keys, and no one cared about the godslayers. The Seven Keys are a purpose, but also a disguise! At least, for now!

Most of the people chasing the key have fallen! Only the three Emperor Li stood out, and they were still walking through the rain vigorously, and it was almost fast, and one Emperor Li had already grabbed the key as long as he stretched out his hand! He believed that the key could not run away, and when he got closer, he slowly stretched out his hand.

There was a burst of thunderous applause on the mountain, and if you don't know it, you really think it was thunder.

The silver-bearded old man on the top of the peak smiled slightly, and flicked the fingers of his right hand!

The Emperor enjoyed the applause and looked at the key that was falling in the air, and the key was made into a delicate black iron pendant, which looked like a delicate ornament, and it must look good when hung around his neck.

Parallel to the key in the air, he spread out his palm, and as long as he held it, he got the key.

A sense of superiority arose, so many Emperor Li got the key to him, and his heart beat faster when he thought about it! Everything in the second half of his life relied on this gentle grip now.

He clenched his palms slowly, and of course such an exciting moment passed more slowly. Slow, slow.

For a moment, just for a moment, he felt that he was too slow, ridiculously slow.

Just as he was about to grasp the key, a drop of water shot horizontally, just hitting the key!

He watched the key fly out of his palm! not far, but only a few feet away. However, at a distance of a few feet, he no longer had the strength to chase after him, and he had already burned all his cultivation, and the oil was exhausted!

The people on the hill sighed! The other two people didn't catch up with the key, and they were a little bit apart. He caught up, but he still missed, how can it not make people sigh in amazement!

The silver-bearded old man's face on the top of the peak became more and more indifferent, and he saw that the god-killing stick was approaching the foot of the mountain with an unstoppable momentum!

Success or failure is here, and there is no room for error!

The god-killing stick was inserted into the hard ground at the foot of the mountain, and rushed straight down with a divine power.

Seven keys then fell from the sky and plunged into the ground, disappearing!

Led by the God Slayer, the seven keys are divided into seven different directions and go all the way down.

This is the result that the silver-bearded old man on the summit wants. Only when the Godkiller Stick takes the lead in breaking through the many prohibitions of the Cloud Mist Divine Land, can the seven keys fall together and leave the Cloud Mist Divine Land with the Godkiller Stick!

The Seven Keys and the God-Slayer Stick are a foregone conclusion that they will leave the Cloud and Mist Divine Land!

He smiled, and it was time for him to leave. There is no nostalgia for the Cloud Divine Land anymore, what should be done has been done, and what should not be done has been done.

His eyes closed.

"Emperor Xian, you better go back with us. The emperor won't blame you. One of the people around the summit shouted.

You won't blame me?!You won't blame me for sending all the masters to hunt me down for seven years? You won't blame me for the desperate removal of me from the throne? The first emperor still closed his eyes.

"Old Qiuqiu, you'd better go back with us, do you think you'll still be able to run away?" shouted another man.

Old Qiuqiu, is this something you can shout casually? The first emperor raised his hand, and without looking at it, a delicate knife flew out.

A scream rang out from the crowd.