Just when Xiao Yu woke up, a vision suddenly appeared in the sky. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire Jianghuai sky, in an instant, was shrouded in a sea of purple clouds.

As long as everyone looks up, they can see the magnificent scene, a huge cloud vortex with a radius of 100 feet appeared in the middle of the purple sea of clouds, the vortex slowly rotated, spreading out layers of ripples in all directions, until the end of the sky slowly disappeared.

Qingchen and Tianchen are fighting fiercely, Mu Guan and Diao Yin, the four elders of the Demon Sect and the three great scholars of the Buddhist Sect, Murong Yan who has already collected his sword, Bamu who is seriously injured and dying, Xiao Shen, and the Jiangnan army and the Northwest army who are confronting each other, no matter whether they are immortals, whether they are high or low, everyone is looking up at the sky at this moment.

Purple Qi came from the east, 30,000 zhang, but that's it.

Then a figure appeared under the purple qi in the sky, the figure was brilliant and golden, and the sword in his hand was entangled with purple qi, breaking through countless ripples.

The previous eight heavenly thunders failed to hurt Shangguan Immortal Chen's roots, so the next thing is the last heavenly thunder that determines victory or defeat!

Four pillars of light burst into the world from the sky that could not be counted in the sky, and were arranged in the east, south, west, and north directions.

The heavens and the earth shook.

Under the support of these four pillars of light, or heavenly pillars, the majestic heavenly gate on the majestic canopy became clearer and clearer.

But unlike the last time when the purple dust was sent to fly in East Kunlun, the heavens and the earth celebrated together, and this time the gate of heaven was full of the oppressive atmosphere of black clouds pressing the city.

There are countless purple thunderbolts surging within the Heavenly Gate, under these purple thunders, no matter how master you are in the Freedom Realm, as long as you have never stepped past the towering eighteenth floor, you will also end up dead!

Who in the world can be said to have passed the eighteenth floor? Since Zichen soared, Shangguan Xianchen was the only one.

Mu Guan, who was sitting on his knees like a sitting Buddha, sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Today's Shangguan Xianchen can be regarded as truly invincible. ”

Next, there was a shocking scene.

I saw that Shangguan Xianchen, who was standing in mid-air, did not retreat but advanced, but began to ascend to the sky step by step, one person and one sword, heading towards the gate of heaven above his head.

The Gate of Heaven is between the visible and the invisible, if it is an ordinary realm, even if you can see the Gate of Heaven, you can't touch the Gate of Heaven, as long as there is no realm of ascension, even if you fly towards the Gate of Heaven for a lifetime, the Gate of Heaven is still far away from the sky.

However, at this point, Shangguan Xianchen is different, he is already qualified to cross the Heavenly Gate.

Shangguan Xianchen kept "walking" until there was still a distance of three hundred zhang from the Heavenly Gate, stopped, suspended in the air, put the horizontal sword in front of his chest, and let out a long breath, as if he wanted to exhale all the depressed qi accumulated in the past few decades.

There is a strong wind in the middle of the sky, as if it is a song!

The wind blew this white hair and white clothes, and the hunt sounded.

Shangguan Xianchen stared at the immortal on his chest, a happy smile slowly appeared on his face, and he whispered to himself: "Since there is no one in the world, ...... is invincible."

The sword is rampant, alone in the world, since the purple dust soared, there is no resistance in the world, it is difficult to feel the grievances in the heart, and the honesty is lonely and embarrassing.

He suddenly laughed loudly and said, "Then try the sword and ask the sky!"

Shangguan Xianchen's hand was full of immortal light, and two purple and cyan qi machines connected to the sky and the earth, as if two true dragons appeared in the world.

Almost at the same time, an earth-shattering explosion thunder rang out in the sky.

Nine days of thunder!

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The nine golden dragons on the seal of the country were like substances, and they quickly swam around Xiao Yu.

The so-called heirloom seal, the important weapon of the country, since the beginning of the ancestor Dragon Emperor, is the orthodox and legitimate thing of the imperial power.

In other words, this object is a symbol of the human emperor.

Xiao Yu looked at the Xuanhuang Qi Luck above his head, and felt something, and roughly knew what had happened just now, and his mood was complicated for a while.

To say that Xiao Yu is indifferent is to deceive himself.

In the final analysis, no matter how the father and son turned against each other at the beginning, that innate flesh-and-blood connection is inseparable.

If there are four seasons in life, Xiao Yu's fifteen years old are all spring.

This spring was built by Xiao Lie and Fang Xuan.

Since Xiao Yu can remember, his father Xiao Lie has always been a piece of heaven above his head, and it is he who has supported a family. It wasn't until he was nearly a year old that he broke the canopy that had been running across his head.

In all fairness, Xiao Yu has been able to get to this point, Xiao Lie has made great contributions, paving the way again and again, and finally let Xiao Yu reach the top step by step and reach his current position.

When his son arrived like a new winter, Xiao Lie finally ushered in his twilight and old age this late autumn.

But when he was old, Xiao Yu never thought that he would die.

In my impression, my father should be a disaster for thousands of years, and he won't die if he dies, so why did he go?

Even the last words were not left behind.

Xiao Yu half-bowed his head, clenched his fist against his lips, and trembled slightly.

The great suffering is silent.

Great sorrow is silent.

Fu Chen said calmly: "In the realm of earth immortals, in terms of qi, the debate of the six qi is to ascend the building, with a total of eighteen floors. You originally had the cultivation of the twelve qi, that is, to climb to the sixth floor, Xiao Lie gave up his life to send you a great creation, and there was someone with the blessing of the emperor's luck, so that you crossed the twelfth floor and went straight to the eighteenth floor, and Shangguan Xianchen, who walked out of the building and began to ascend to the sky after crossing the eighteenth floor, is only one step away, coincidentally, I am also on the eighteenth floor. ”

Fu Chen's fingertips gave birth to a white lotus, "The eighteenth floor is the ultimate in the world, and further up, it is the way to the sky, that is, the immortal realm of immortality, immortals can't stay in the world for a long time, but they can be invincible in the world, so whether Shangguan Xianchen succeeds in crossing the catastrophe or not has become the winner and loser between you and me." If you want to add a fire to the heavenly thunder and let Shangguan Xianchen completely die, before that, you have to have a battle with me on the eighteenth floor, if you win, you can do it, if you lose, you can wait for Shangguan Xianchen's Zhuxian to take the head. ”

Xiao Yu slowly raised his head, pressed the long sword in his hand, and said in a low voice: "My father Xiao Lie is dead, who should I count it on? My mother Fang Xuan is also dead, and she died in the so-called prince rebellion case, and it is still inseparable from you. ”

Fu Chen laughed and said: "Since you can't figure it out, then don't count it, to put it mildly, it's just life and death." ”

As soon as the words fell, a golden bridge appeared under Fu Chen's body, traversing the entire lotus pond.

Fu Chen sat on the golden bridge, slowly rising with the golden bridge, his clothes fluttering, like an immortal.

Xiao Yu's figure also rose, drawing his sword three inches and then three inches, looking at him expressionlessly.

Fu Chen said with emotion: "You have abolished the cultivation of the Demon Gate yourself, and there are still Buddha, Confucianism, and Taoism cultivation, and I can barely be regarded as the cultivation of these three families, His Royal Highness King Qi, please take action." ”

Fu Chen flicked his fingers, and the white lotus on his fingertips flew up.

The white lotus flowers bloomed, and in an instant, a sea of white lotus flowers appeared above the canopy.

The original white lotus method that was almost shattered was perfect in an instant.

Xiao Yu's expression was indifferent, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the long sword in his hand was finally completely unsheathed.

I have a sword!

The head of the sword starts from the Jiangdu, the tip of the sword ends in the middle capital, and the eastern and northern capitals are on both sides of the sword.

Across most of the world.