"Huh-"

"Roar—"

The dense spirit beast mounts in the sky roared and roared, and the strange-shaped spirit treasures carried one warrior after another, with the sound of wind and thunder, the wind galloped and roared.

Most of these martial artists are above the Lingtai Realm, and the Hun Yuan Void Realm does not know how many there are, and there is no shortage of masters of the Five Decay Realms of Heaven and Man, one by one, they do not hide their breath, where they pass, the mountains and forests shake, the ground shakes, splashing pieces of thin mud, and the claws of the spirit beast mounts and the patterns of flying spirit treasures almost rub their scalps past.

This is not only rude, but also provocative.

There are not a few low-key warriors below who are doing the same thing as Xin Zhuo and Gou Prophet, and they can't dodge one by one, and they are embarrassed, and they can't help but raise their heads, look at each other angrily, and dare not speak angrily.

Without him! Those who dare to fly in the sky have very extraordinary backgrounds, and the background is hard.

At this time, Xin Zhuo and Gou Xian narrowly escaped the wind and waves of a golden eagle spirit beast with wings ten feet in size, and when they looked up, they saw the huge and sharp claws of the golden eagle, sticking to the scalp.

This is intentional.

Gou Prophet's old face turned red, and it was not until the wave of people above reached the edge of the sky in front of him and disappeared in the direction of the holy city that he spat out the old phlegm: "What is it, when Lao Tzu was in his heyday, one finger pinched to death eight hundred!"

I thought that Prophet Gou was crazy enough, and there were even more crazy people in front of him, but I heard a martial artist scolding: "If the sky is destroyed, it will make it crazy, and now this martial arts world holy Buddha has descended from the sky, who has served whom?" When you encounter the power of martial arts, wave your hand and destroy them, it is Lao Tzu, who will become holy on another day, and you will also punish this group of uneducated grandsons! ”

Someone next to him comforted: "Be a little bit, the one who just passed is like the Great Qian Imperial Family, the disciples of the Yinquan Hall of the Huangquan Sect and the disciples of the Fuxian Palace."

“…… I'm talking about it. ”

The martial artist immediately withered, sneered, and said curiously: "I know that the Huangquan Sect is a super sect in the north, cultivating the martial arts of the Huangquan Underworld, which is very domineering, what is the origin of Daqian and Fuxian Palace?"

The person next to him smiled bitterly: "I don't know, I just know that they dare to argue with the Holy Land!"

A swordsman with a straight waist in front of him said coldly: "Da Qian is the Holy Dynasty that has annexed the mortal empires of the Quartet for more than ten years. Legend has it that before the Middle Ages, every time after the advent of the prosperous era of martial arts, in order to facilitate the command of hundreds of millions of Li people, there will be such a holy dynasty with a very deep background, with the acquiescence of saints from all sides, and the birth of saints to assist!

The Daqian royal family, the person of the empress's mother's family, is itself an obscure and unknown super existence!

As for Fuxian Palace, you must know the ferryman father and son who were defeated by the Holy Maiden of Taichong Holy Land, right? ”

Someone was curious: "Fuxian Palace was founded by their father and son?" I've heard that they are immortal rebels, and all the major holy places should besiege them, right? ”

The swordsman sneered: "The Fuxian Palace was not built by their father and son, they are not qualified, you only know one and you don't know the other, this Fuxian Palace is cultivating the immortal cultivation method of the Heavenly Immortal Relics, which is incompatible with our martial arts!" But it was allowed by the saints and emperors of all ages. ”

"Why is that?"

A woman said angrily: "Shouldn't all immortals be killed? A few years ago, Ye Chen and Qin Wuji did a lot of evil, and their means were also immortal cultivation spells, and the masters of the world punished them! ”

The swordsman laughed and said: "Because the Fuxian Palace was founded for 70,000 years, it can be traced back to the era of the Seven Disgusting Emperors, they defected from the Immortal Cultivation Realm, converted to the Great Emperor, and were the most loyal immortal cultivators under the command of the Great Emperor.

It's a pity that the last wicked emperor has fallen for a long time, and I don't know how many years it will take for someone to sit on that throne.

There is no one to control the Fuxian Palace, a few days ago, the Holy Maiden of the Taichong Holy Land defeated the ferrying father and son, and the three holy land masters wanted to work together to kill the ferrying father and son, Ye Chen, Qin Wuji and Black Mountain and others, as a result, the blood sea ancestor returned, and the saint's momentum swept 130,000 miles, and the major holy lands were silent.

Subsequently, the Blood Sea Ancestor integrated the Fuxian Palace, gathered three thousand disciples, and told the major holy lands and caves, and the powers, saints, and Buddhas had already acquiesced in their existence. ”

As soon as the words fell, the martial artists in all directions were silent, but this kind of thing was not at all within the scope of their low-level martial artists.

Xin Zhuo is also in a trance, and there is this kind of operation? Fuxian Palace = two dogs in the cultivation realm?

"What you said is too mysterious, we haven't seen immortals, we don't know where the immortal cultivation world is, the emperor is even more distant, it's all a rumor, I even doubt that the immortals and the emperor are those holy places, caves and heavens made up lies to coax us!"

Someone smiled and said everyone's thoughts, that's right, in the past twenty years, the martial arts prosperity has come, and the peak has flown from the sky, which is chaotic enough, we have easily cultivated to the realm of yin and yang, and someone always tells us what emperors and immortals, who has seen it? The oldest of those present is only a few hundred years old, and who knows what happened thousands of years ago?

Someone asked the swordsman curiously, "Why do you know so much about Fuxian Palace?"

The swordsman looked around at everyone, with a long emaciated face, looking extremely free and handsome: "Because it's Qin Wuji down there!"

There was a stunned crowd in the air.

Xin Zhuo also frowned and looked at the swordsman, Qin Wuji and Ye Chen, the two legendary figures of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and now one of them appeared alive in front of him.

After Qin Wuji finished speaking, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he already got up from the ground, sat cross-legged on a big sword, waved his hand and threw down a piece of golden light, sneered, and the imperial sword went straight to the direction of the holy city in front of him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It turned out to be a means of cultivating truth.

"This dog's day is the one who comes before men!"

Some people shouted angrily.

As soon as the words fell, there was a huge Lingbao flying ship overhead, on which sat a graceful woman, holding a jade flute and playing, the flute sound was melodious, as if there was a unique power, and it actually fell pieces of illusory flowers, with a strange fragrance, which swept away the irritability that people had come along the way.

I couldn't see the specific appearance of the woman from below, but I felt that the momentum was vast but not overbearing.

"Heavenly Pivot Holy Maiden!"

Someone was taken aback.

When the warriors on the avenue saw it, they stopped one after another and bowed their hands.

Xin Zhuo and Prophet Gou stood in the corner and saluted in disguise.

The Lingbao Flying Ship didn't react at all, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Xin Zhuo straightened his waist, and had a strange feeling, as if he had lived in a small place all these years, and today he realized that the world was vast and there were many masters.

Those old acquaintances back then don't seem to be very good anymore.

Prophet Gou looked at him with strange eyes and said, "Envy? I feel that the boy can reach the level of those holy sons and saints in a hundred years, which can be described as quite domineering, although there is still a big gap with me, but it is also remarkable, he is a talent! ”

"Your whole family is talented, if you like to talk about it, you can talk more!"

Xin Zhuo was too lazy to say and went straight ahead.

Prophet Gou caught up with him and said, "There are still more than a hundred miles to go, shall we just go?" Can those holy caves fry the two of us, do you believe it? Is there any other way? ”

Xin Zhuo said: "Aren't you able to pinch it?"

Prophet Gou said angrily: "Then it can't be everything, right? There are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, people have misfortunes and blessings, things in the world are changing rapidly, I squat on the side of the road, do nothing, do it all the time? ”

Xin Zhuo smiled: "Go to one of my brothers first, that old boy will change his appearance, and the ancestor of a hundred operas is here, which is very mysterious."

"Ready!"

The two of them ran wildly, and at dusk they had reached the foot of the holy mountain.

I saw that under the sunset in front of me, a towering mountain slanted into the sky, like a dragon entrenched, and the momentum was extremely magnificent. And the oasis on all sides is endless, and people walk towards the mountain, as if stepping on the vast earth, to the heavenly road of the saint.

The mountainside of the mountain seems to be hollowed out, and countless pavilions and palaces rise from the ground, colorful carved beams and painted buildings, stretching endlessly, the surrounding cliffs fly wings, the bucket hangs dangerously, the waterfalls are thousands of feet, the yew is tall, that is, there are mountains and rivers, the atmosphere of the palace, and it is not the majestic and the beautiful.

Such a city makes anyone who looks at it feel a fluttering heart.

In particular, when you go up from the foot of the mountain, it is clear that there is only a small rock in front of you, but when you get to it, it turns into a huge rock, and the pedestrian instantly looks like an ant climbing up the hill.

In addition, there are unknown warriors in the sky from time to time, galloping thousands of miles and entering in an instant, which inevitably gives people a sense of a huge pattern going to the fairy land.

Xin Zhuo and Prophet Gou climbed the mountain road for three hours, and saw that they were about to arrive at the city gate that stretched far away, about ten zhang high, and the whole body was made of cold jade.

I don't know if Li Guangling has arrived, a flower in front of him with a cloak of flowers and a girl running over, pulling Xin Zhuo and leaving, who else can there be if it is not Li Guangling?

followed Li Guangling to a remote place, Li Guangling said with a slap on his face: "There are too many masters, there are more than ten holy places in the caves, and there are more unknown forces, this ghost place is too scary, why don't we go in a few rookies?"

"It's all here, what are you talking about?" Xin Zhuo looked around him and asked, "Where's Xiao Huang?"

Li Guangling patted his forehead: "Three things, first, Xiao Huang is lost, this idiot dog, there are many spirit beasts crawling along the way, being chased and beaten, a puff of black smoke comes out, and it turns into a demon venerable that reaches the sky and the earth, which frightened a group of people, but was chased and killed by another group of people, and left me and ran away."

Second, what you were worried about before is not wrong at all, Da Luo, Da Yan, Huang Quan, Bauhinia, and Dry Sword are all here.

Third, millions of source stone embryos were sent from all directions, and yesterday there was a stone workshop, which opened a fairy, and disappeared in an instant, and the shocked people were speechless. ”

Xiao Huang was also hunted down? This is really a hunted and killed combination, but Xin Zhuo is not worried about Xiao Huang, this little yellow dog has played too much over the years, it just turned into a dog body, restrained its momentum, and hid it in the farmer's kennel, and no one could find it.

He must enter this holy city now, get enough True Origin, True Qi and Martial Yun Stones, which can be consumed for many years, and then escape to a foreign land, break through the five decays of heaven and man as soon as possible, and say: "Change your face!" This old brother next to me is best to get unrecognizable, let's go into the city and break in! ”

Li Guangling looked at Prophet Gou curiously, both of them were old faces from all over the world, and they could almost "bump into each other".

Prophet Gou clasped his palms together and smiled faintly: "Emperor Gou is in Xia, and he will be dictatorial for eternity!"

"Cut off your mother's ancient! You can blow better than Xinzhuo, less nonsense, go! ”

After the three of them got into the mountain wall on the side, and when they came out again, Gou Xian became an old Taoist with dragon bells, and Xin Zhuo became a young man with clear eyebrows and honest eyes.

The three of them packed up their emotions and looks, followed the upward mountain road, went straight to the towering and tall city gate, carefully avoided the gatekeepers, entered the city, only to see that the holy city was extremely magnificent, even if it was flying in the air, I was afraid that it would take a few hours to intersperse the past, among which the street was wide, the pavilions and palaces on both sides were lined up, the stone workshop, the pill shop, the Fengxian Pavilion, the Fengyue Field, the Weapon Pavilion, and the wine shop all had everything, all of them were luxurious.

The crowded warriors on the street strode with great joy, and there were even a large number of mortals working as coolies, pushing carts to transport embryos.

Xin Zhuo and the three of them looked around, and were about to figure out where to go first, when they saw a team of 200 men riding one-horned tigers and wearing golden armor entering the sky above the city gate, rampant and domineering, with pieces of sharp swords behind them Disillusioned Illusory,

The bloodthirsty, arrogant and uninhibited momentum almost overwhelmed the passers-by below.

It was as rude as the warriors who entered the city in front, but it was extremely rare to be rude to such an extent, and the guards outside the city gate were not only not surprised, but also showed a kind smile on their faces.

An old man in the distance was shocked: "The Ninth Division Sea Xingchen Army, which is hundreds of thousands of miles in the south, has a Marshal of the Ninth Division?" Is the Holy City going crazy? ”

Prophet Gou also lowered his voice and said, "What are these group of embryo-killers for? They're also interested in source stones? ”

Li Guangling said: "Don't forget, a few years ago, someone opened the prince of the Wing Clan, and all the tribes in the south are under their control!"

"What do you think?" Prophet Gou pushed Xin Zhuo,

But he found that Xin Zhuo looked at the group of golden-armored men riding tigers in the sky in a daze, the leader was a young man, wearing purple armor, holding a spear of Zhangba Panlong, the son's hair bun, a handful of yellow hair hanging down from each sideburns, the eyebrows were yellowish-white, the angular face was a little indifferent, the eyes were deep, and the killing intent lingered, which was the cold color of the perennial killing.

Even if he was just passing by at the moment, he gave people a terrifying and scalp tingling aura.

"The physique is strong, the realm is unfathomable, I am afraid that I have the power to fight the dragon and kill the Jiao, even if it is against the Holy Son of the Holy Land, I am afraid that it will not be too much!" Gou first knew: "Why are you looking at him like this?" Do you know him? ”

I saw that Xin Zhuo's face became extremely cold, and he almost squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Han Jiulang!"

Han Jiulang, a bandit subordinate of Fulong Mountain!

(End of chapter)