Li Qing stepped on the spell white clouds and slowly flew towards the cliff of the main mountain.

The elders and disciples of the Heavenly Mandate Sect were silent, they knew better than anyone what kind of power a person would have in the Heavenly Mandate Sect if he mastered the Heavenly Mandate Great Array and the Heavenly Mandate Mountains Great Array.

He is the sky.

What's more, it turned out that he was the protector of the Heavenly Mandate Sect.

"Brother Tianji, from today onwards, you will be the head of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, and you will sweep away all the evils. That's right......"

Li Qing stood in the high heavens, scanning the people of the Heavenly Mandate Sect.

"You guys prepare, follow me to Beijing to kill the only husband, this is the only chance to stay in the Heavenly Mandate Sect."

"Xiang Xinglong, meet the Protector!" Great Elder Xiang Xinglong bent down ninety degrees and saluted.

The disciples of the Heavenly Mandate Sect saluted one after another, and only a few disciples straightened their waists and said coldly.

They know very well that even if they go to Beijing to participate in the war in the future, what follows will be an unprecedented purge.

Xiang Xinglong and the other elders behaved like this, just to save their lives, and after that, it was impossible for the futon of the Heavenly Destiny Hall to have their place.

At this time, the Xuantian Dragon Boat sailed into the Heavenly Mandate Sect, and on the bow of the ship, Duan Tianji stood in the wind.

"The Heavenly Mandate Sect has innovated its internal affairs and exposed it to the outside, and I hope that all of you will not laugh." Duan Tianji clenched his fist to everyone.

"Where is it, such a Heavenly Mandate Sect is the leader of my Destiny Sect."

"The Heavenly Mandate Sect of goodness is the king of the destiny realm."

The various factions did not expect that Li Qingxian would be the protector of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, and they suppressed all kinds of careful thoughts.

Duan Tianji looked at the Third Elder and said, "Elder Law Enforcement, please put those who disrespect the Dao Protector into prison and convict them afterwards." ”

"Follow the master's orders!" After the law enforcement elder finished speaking, he released the magic weapon chains and trapped those people who didn't salute Li Qing just now, and with a shake of the chains, those people disappeared.

Xiang Xinglong's right hand moved lightly, and the generals of the river guards who had disappeared appeared in place, still asleep.

Duan Tianji looked at Li Qingxian, and then looked at the location of the cliff below.

Li Qingxian nodded.

Duan Tianji bowed his hand to Li Qingxian, sighed, flew over, picked up the unconscious master, and sent him to Rongyang Hall.

When the disciples saw that the old master's place was still sent by Duan Tianji himself, they knew that the general trend had gone.

Li Qingxian glanced at the various faction magicians below, and said with a smile: "Are you willing to go to the capital with me, raise thousands of mountains, and fly thousands of rivers?" ”

"Swear to the death!"

"Swear to the death!"

"Swear to the death!"

The flame that had been pressing on the heart of the sorcerer for many years burst into flames in an instant.

The battle of kings, once again put pen to paper.

Hundreds of ships of the Xianwang army flew into the air, like a spark in the sky at night, flying outside the gate of heaven.

In the gate of heaven, countless soldiers looked at the starlight in the sky, and all their thoughts were discouraged.

The scene when the Xianwang army captured the Arctic Pass is still vividly remembered by the soldiers.

How is this Heavenly Gate Pass compared to the North Pole Pass?

Far from it.

Is the sword, gun, sword and halberd in your hand useful, or is it better to use the arrows?

Neither.

A faint feeling of despair spread among the soldiers of Tianmen Pass, slowly spreading, and became stronger and stronger.

Seeing that the hundred spaceships of the Xianwang Army were getting closer and closer, the three old men came from the north and walked outside the city.

Without waiting for the defenders to ask, the three old men began to play rock-paper-scissors.

Ordinary people can't see clearly, but the top and middle grades at the head of the city can see clearly.

In the darkness of the night, the right hand of the three old men turned into an afterimage.

"Scissors...... Stone...... Cloth ......"

"Scissors...... Stone...... Cloth ......"

"Scissors ......"

All the middle- and upper-grade generals who saw the details were shocked in their hearts.

Because the three old men not only shot extremely fast, but also the three of them shot neatly, either scissors, or all rock, or all paper.

It's not an accident, it's not a matter of discussion, but the realm of the three old men, who have reached the level of foreknowledge.

In the end, there is no winner or loser.

The three old men hung their heads.

"Forget it, let's look at the falling stick, whoever the falling stick points to, whoever strikes first."

"Okay."

An old man raised his hand, grabbed a wooden stick out of thin air, placed it between the three people, pressed the stick with his index finger, and slowly left.

The stick stood still, motionless.

The three of them waited quietly.

After a long while, the stick suddenly exploded into sawdust and scattered in all directions.

One of the old men suddenly laughed and said, "I'm first." ”

"Why?"

"The most sawdust falls on me."

"Nonsense, weigh it."

The three of them took out a scale and weighed the sawdust in front of them.

It's not the slightest difference, the three of them are exactly the same.

"We can't wait any longer, wait any longer, and the war will start."

"Let's go back to the order of the last time."

"Hmph."

"So be it."

"I'll come first, huh...... In this way, the gate of heaven will go back fifty miles. ”

Then the old man took out a broom.

The generals in the city looked at it, and the broom was made of brass, and it was more than one person high.

Shangpin Wuxiu can see it very well, and the broom is engraved with intricate black patterns.

The old man held on to the broom and swept it three times as if he were sweeping the floor normally.

After sweeping, he took a few breaths and wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead.

"Old, old."

The soldiers were puzzled, but in the next moment, their whole bodies stiffened.

The place is not right.

Ahead, there was originally a flat river, and there were no mountains.

But now, the mountains in front of us are undulating, and there is a huge square gap in the mountains in front of us.

The mountains, like tofu, were cut twice in a row, and then the middle was taken.

The more you look at that mountain, the more familiar it becomes.

Isn't that Tianmen Mountain......

The generals looked around, and the entire gate of heaven was closed, but on both sides, there was nothing, as if it was the piece of tofu that had been cut off.

The generals stood on the spot, barely daring to breathe.

Pieces of weapons fell, and the soldiers went weak with fright.

The entire Tianmen Pass, together with the millions of troops behind it, was actually pushed south for fifty miles.

"It's my turn."

In the darkness of the night, the second old man smiled and bent down, carefully placing a gray-black juju on the ground.

Then, the old man took a few dozen steps back, ran to Keju like a centenarian trot, and kicked lightly.

Kemari rolled forward slowly, as if he had been touched by a baby.

Even if the soldiers were very frightened, when they saw this scene, they also felt funny in their hearts.

They poked their heads out of the city wall, and saw that the juju rolled slowly and leisurely for a while, rolled under the city wall, collided, bounced back, and slowly rolled back to the old man.

As if he had picked up a treasure, the old man carefully picked it up, patted the ball, scattered the dust, and then put it into the storage treasure.

The soldiers glanced ahead, their faces glazed.

Tianmen Mountain, a long distance away, that juju, let Tianmen Pass go back fifty miles.

The third old man pursed his lips and said, "You people who play tricks are just grinding. ”

The old man held the rusty bronze sword in his hand, swung it towards the gate of heaven, and then carried the sword on his shoulder, and walked north without turning his head.

"Gone."

"Rude." An old man shook his head.

"Reckless." The other old man shook his head as well.

The soldiers looked at the backs of the three old men and stayed for a moment, and the general who guarded the city hurriedly spread the word to the whole city.

"The soldiers listened to the order, and it seemed that someone superior had made a move, so be careful and vigilant......"