Chapter 37: Incident (2)
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Everything that used to be the singing of birds and flowers and the fragrance of grass evolved into a hell of a mountain at the moment when the two of them pounced.
Blood fills the sky, and the crows representing death fly in the air, and the good turns to evil, and the two extremes change too quickly.
The killing machine was hidden in the stinky blood, and the rich aura of death was approaching a mountain, which was a killing array that had been arranged a long time ago.
After feeling that something was wrong around him, Cai Rong had an extra pitch-black long sword in his hand, and his usual hip-hop expression was covered with a layer of solemnity, and the current killing array did not make him feel afraid, but only made him feel resentful, so angry that it was very similar to beating someone.
Impulsiveness is the devil, but a near-perfect white palm pressed against Cai Rong's sword and comforted him.
"It's an ambush, let's go!" Yitong forcibly calmed down for a moment, pulling Cai Rong back from the brink of death.
"Are you alright?" Cai Rong asked with concern.
"There's no time, let's go first!" Yitong was carried on Cai Rong's back, and several spaces jumped, and the traces of the two were completely out of the scope of the imperial capital of the Taixu Kingdom.
"Boom!" Several late killing moves razed the northern part of the imperial capital to the ground, a huge mushroom cloud rose in the air, followed by a thunderstorm that eclipsed the heavens and the earth, and among the rolling clouds, countless thundersnakes converged in a few breaths, and hundreds of violent thunder dragons fell from the sky, leaving traces of ravaging once again in the deep pit that was already full of desolation.
The killing array is incomparably perfect, but it's a pity that the beautiful scenery, I'm afraid that the scenery will not be restored without hundreds of years.
"......" On this scarred surface, the moment the killing array disappeared, several mysterious figures came here.
"We've been planning for decades, and we've been planning the perfect plan for three years, but it's still falling through?" said the Black Shadow unwillingly.
"I'll go back and arrange a backup plan right away, and I'll make it through this last month!" someone in the shadows replied, but not to explain the failure.
"At the same time that the two of them entered the ruins of Lin Hai, igniting this peaceful country, the Twelve Sword Sect is gone, no one can afford the growth of our evil sect, and the Heavenly Realm should pay the price for their mistakes back then. "Between the dark shadows, people speak and everyone speaks, and the war that cannot be imagined is about to break out.
In the Taixu country, the voices of the people were boiling, and the time of half the incense, the previous explosion turned the public opinion and military morale here upside down.
The people were terrified, not knowing what was happening in the immediate vicinity to the north, and the explosions and deaths were not in their eyes.
The wrath of the Emperor of Heaven has just fallen on the north side of the imperial capital, which is a warning, and among the people, there are rumors that the rulers of the imperial capital have violated the will of the gods, as evidenced by the scorched earth outside the northern city walls.
Public opinion with the military heart drifted, Xuanwang Mansion has also been taken over by the forbidden army in this short period of time, the emperor was under house arrest by the military princes who were driven back from afar, and the elder hall of the Wanfa Sect was also grounded by the shocked sect master at the same time.
However, in just one short hour, the official handover of power in the imperial capital was completed.
The suzerain of the Wanfa Sect was a genius a hundred years ago, and because of his age, the position of the suzerain had no real power in his hands, and now the opportunity to turn over has come.
A powerful immortal cultivator who is more than a hundred years old, judging from his appearance, is simply a young boy who has just passed the age of a weak crown.
The young man's name was Candle Wind Source, an earth immortal with a powerful physical body and near-perfect spatial control ability, and his strength stood firmly at the pinnacle of the human realm cultivators.
The Council of Elders of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, which is now urgently convened, has a sect master and three military marquis.
"Your Majesty was placed under house arrest by us, but the time will definitely not be too long, Sect Master Candle, you suddenly sent a message to us before, immediately put the emperor under house arrest, and used the imperial power to order the blockade of the Xuanwang Mansion;
"It's not that I want to temporarily block the Imperial City, before, when I was in retreat, I faintly touched that realm, the Star Monarch Realm on the Earth Immortals, but unfortunately without the permission of the gods, it was very difficult. Candle Wind Source smiled slightly.
The three military marquis, you look at me, I look at you, this matter Candle Fengyuan mentioned to them, it is difficult for mortals who have not been selected by the immortal class to improve without the position of star master;
"To tell you no words, I'm qualified now. Candle Wind Source smiled.
"What?" the military marquis stood up in shock, what Candle Wind Source meant was that he could break through that realm and become a generation of Star Monarchs?!
"The Eighteen Constellations have been vacant for many years, and now the Immortal Class is selecting capable monks to top the gap. Candle Fengyuan laughed and said, what sect master and the royal identity of the Taixu Kingdom are all floating clouds at this moment.
"But ......"
"I haven't finished talking yet, there is nothing you can do in the imperial capital now, integrate all your military headquarters within three days, plus all the elders of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, and go to the ruins of Linhai!" Candle Fengyuan said with a very solemn expression.
The three of them looked at each other left and right, and finally replied in unison: "No!"
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And when the imperial capital was still plotting big plans, a group of outliers quietly appeared in the north.
In a mountain range with auspicious clouds, a group of lightly dressed young men stepped out of the last piece of snow.
The Kunlun Mountains encompass the northern part of the main area, which is the most mysterious and peaceful place in the world, and the mountains are sparsely populated, and the fairy roads are often traveled, and Kunlun has long been the favorite place of sword immortals.
In the past thirty years, this is the first batch of young men to go down the mountain, and it is also the youngest group of sword immortals.
Facing the beautiful plains, the young men looked up to the sky with excitement and shouted, the Twelve Swords Sect finally had a chance to see the light of day again!
Like the Candle Wind Source, the Little Sword Immortals are authorized by the Heavenly Realm, and they are the next batch of Eighteen Star Constellation inheritors.
There were five people in the group, the oldest of whom led the group, who looked to be about eighteen years old, and the youngest felt that the road was unstable.
The leader's name is Gu Qi, who is the descendant of the ancient sword lineage of the Twelve Swords Sect, and there is one who is the youngest one, who is from a family with him, and his name is: Gu Qingyang.
The other three are from the three families of Sheng, Du and Jiu, and Jiansheng, Jiandu and Jianjiu.
Each of them carried a waste sword without the slightest immortal aura, and the rusty blade of the sword could cut them off even with the most ordinary kitchen knife.
This is the belief of their whole clan, even if they encounter injustice, they also admit it, the elders have said that there is not much chance to turn over, so no matter what it is, they must do their best to fight for it, to prove that they are qualified to master the strongest fairy sword.
"Senior brother, how long do we have to go?Why can't we keep the sword?I'm so tired~" Gu Qingyang sniffed his nose and said aggrievedly.
"The Master said that this is also a practice, and penance can exercise our quality of bearing hardships and standing hard work. The pain that came from the feet of the Guqi ninja strictly taught Gu Qingyang.
"Qingyang, don't make trouble, we can walk for half a day at most, and we can get to the nearest village here, the master said, this is the place where our sword immortals used to go, so the people in the village will definitely treat us well when they see us." Jian Jiu smacked his lips and said, he didn't drink a single sip of wine along the way, he really bittered himself as a professional drunkard.
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