Chapter 161: It is rare to be lucky, and it is worthy of the rivers and lakes

Don't say that fledgling juniors such as Liu Yun, Wentian, and Xiaoyu, even masters of the world such as Nangong Splittian, Liu Gongqing, and Abbot Wuren, as well as capable people such as the Rat King and the Snake King, can't believe that there is really a realm of heaven in the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Maybe it's because no one has reached the Ten Feet Realm of Returning to Truth for too long, maybe it's because the master who can enter the Heavenly Machine is a maverick, and no one has ever witnessed it when he enters the Heavenly Machine, and even the people in the rivers and lakes think that the Heavenly Machine Realm is a martial artist's fantasy of the martial arts realm, and it can't be taken true at all. Otherwise, if it is the same as today, in front of the heroes of the world, how can the grand occasion not spread all over the world?

Everyone's eyes were focused on the golden light of the Heavenly Gate, the golden light was bright and not dazzling, but with the eyes of mortals, they couldn't see the scene above the Heavenly Gate at all.

Only the old man was not surprised, stepped on the steps step by step, and said with a smile: "Yan Jun Xiaoyue, you still haven't caught up with me now, hahaha." ”

Everyone looked back at the old man, who was covered in golden light, and his body was already translucent.

"Congratulations to the Master!"

"Congratulations to the master!"

On Luopeng Mountain, the disciples of Tongshan kowtowed to bid farewell to the old man.

At the foot of the steps, the body of the old man stood in place, closing his eyes and smiling.

The golden body of the "step shocking" went up to the top of the steps, stepping on the snow without a trace.

Yan Jun Xiaoyue, who was facing him, was so shocked that she retreated fifty feet.

Yan Jun Xiaoyue couldn't accept it, how could he step into the Immortal Gate today after chasing his lifelong enemy? shouted: "Why? Why? Legend has it that only after the Ten Feet Realm can you be expected to step into the Heavenly Machine, you are obviously only the Seven Feet Realm of the True Realm, why should you step into the Heavenly Machine!"

These words are not only a question of step, but also a question of the heavenly immortals.

"I am also the Seven Feet Realm of Truth, if you can step into the heavenly machine, I can too!" Yan Jun Xiaoyue was unwilling. Looking up at the gate of heaven in the low clouds, he jumped forward and leaped towards the gate of heaven. The Black Tiger of the Western Regions didn't know why, and roared impatiently towards the Heavenly Gate.

"Yan Jun Xiaoyue, even if you reach the Ten Feet Realm of Returning to Truth, you can't pass through the Heavenly Gate. You can't be lucky enough to never have this chance in your life. In the Gate of Heaven, the pleasant voice of neither man nor woman, neither old nor young sounded, and at the same time, a golden palm more than a foot wide slapped Yan Jun Xiaoyue in front of the Gate of Heaven with one palm.

There was a sound on the ground, and the ground with the black Luopeng Cliff a hundred feet wide, with Yan Jun Xiaoyue as the center, quietly appeared spider web cracks.

Yan Jun Xiaoyue, who was kneeling on the ground, was about to crack, trembling and slowly raising her head, her body was constantly twitching, and blood was oozing from her seven holes.

All the masters could see that Yan Jun Xiaoyue, who was doing her best, had countless seven-foot beast shadows outside her body, and she was extremely irritable, and after being slapped by a palm in front of the Heavenly Gate, the image around her body shrank to five feet.

Nangong Split's cunning eyelids narrowed slightly.

Immortals caress the top, where can mortals bear it? This palm has gone to the realm of Yan Jun Xiaoyue, who has returned to the truth!

"Me too, so can I...... If he can, I can ......," Yan Jun Xiaoyue, who had been cut into the realm, muttered to herself uncontrollably.

At this time, the "old man" who had been smiling and watching all this said: "The holly tree hangs in the sky, and the flowers of the year are withered. Everything has its own root, and planting grass will never give birth to bean seedlings. Yan Jun Xiaoyue, you and the heavens and men are completely two different personalities, and it is useless to fight, don't you understand?"

Then, the body of the "Shocking Old Man" floated in the air, shrouded in the hanging golden curtain, and said to the world: "I have been diligent all my life, my realm has soared, and I have lived up to my martial arts!" I have cherished the world all my life, punished evil and promoted good, and lived up to the rivers and lakes!"

The gate of heaven on the clouds is still open, waiting for the step to soar.

The wind and snow passed through the golden figure, unimpeded, and wanton.

"It is said that three thousand years ago, Qiu Daoling, a great real person, returned after entering the gate of heaven, saying that the immortals in the sky have no birth, old age, sickness and death, and have no seven emotions and six desires. Fellow Daoists, are you?" asked the "Shocking Old Man" as he raised his head to the Heavenly Gate.

"Hmph!" Inside the Heavenly Gate, a displeased snort shocked the hearts of mortals in the world, and they felt inexplicably sad.

The gate of heaven slowly closed, and the golden light faded.

All the heroes on Luopeng Mountain were even more stunned.

Only the "Shocking Old Man" in the air still stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes automatically swayed, and said: "Today's chaos is chaotic, and he has done his best for the rivers and lakes in a certain life, if he can only watch the rivers and lakes fall in the sky and be indifferent, it is in vain to have a long life, so he is willing to return his luck and strength to the rivers and lakes, and then die." ”

"Nangong Split the Sky, you are not scheming, the city is quite deep, Bu Mou thought about it, but he still didn't accept you, I hope you will maintain the rivers and lakes from now on. The only regret in Bu Mou's life is that he only knew about Lixia Island when he was dying, and he had no chance to compete with the Bliss Sect Master again. ”

The golden immortal was not angry, looked in the direction of the East China Sea, and spat out the big Lu Hongzhong: "The Central Plains has been in the Central Plains for thousands of years, how can you and other four islands and the four islands and the Japanese covet covet it!"

The old man who is worthy of martial arts and rivers and lakes in his life, with the last blood, poured the backbone of the Central Plains.

There is no such strong wind in the world, and there is no old man in the world.

In the city of Emperor Wu, which is thousands of miles away, there is a unique tower in the world, which is called "Tianxialou".

In the downstairs of the world, there is a scholar named Zhang Dongchuan who does not know martial arts at all. Zhang Dongchuan, who has never forgotten, is not only rich and rich in his chest, but also has more than 10,000 classics in his heart. Zhang Dongchuan raised his head and looked at the southwest with an ignorant expression, although it was thousands of miles away, this scholar who was powerless saw the sky full of ...... Luck.

At the same time, on the Luopeng Cliff, everyone was shocked, and the condensed bright blue wind pillar visible to the naked eye went eastward, wrapped in unparalleled power, and at the same time wrapped in the wind that had not dispersed for thousands of years in Luopeng Mountain.

No one noticed that Ma Wentian in the corner seemed to be about to suffocate, and kept pushing his neck back, sucking to the end in one breath, and kept sucking in until he lost consciousness and fell backwards, and was hugged by Liu Yun beside him.

Everyone present knelt down in the direction of the wind pillar, and said at the same time: "Congratulations to the old man!"

Yan Jun Xiaoyue, the only one who stayed on the spot, watched so many juniors in the rivers and lakes sincerely knock and send, and knew in her heart that she would not be able to surpass this old enemy in this life.

This old man who has been worthy of martial arts all his life should be a great man in his life! This old man who has been worthy of the rivers and lakes all his life will also be a ghost when he dies! He would rather not enter the way of heaven and stay in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

Nangong Splittian, who has never really admired anyone in his life, said silently: "The stars are like promises, and the moon is like the beginning." The past in the past, how to count it from below. has thousands of rivers and lakes in his heart, but he has to make a desperate bet. The old man is going to be in sync, who can synchronize?"

The wind on Luopeng Mountain stopped, and even the oldest Tongshan Sect disciple had never seen the appearance of no wind on Luopeng Mountain.

The snow is finally free to fall.

Nangong Split Heaven took the lead in standing up, followed by Liu Gongqing and Jia Wudi, and came to Yan Jun Xiaoyue, who is now also in the Five Feet Realm of Returning to Truth, took the initiative to show goodwill, and arched his hand: "Yan Jun's senior, in Xiajiang Lake Martial Emperor Nangong Split Heaven, I have heard of the name early, and I will see you today, and we will have three lives." ”

Maybe he still thinks that he has returned to the true seven-foot realm; maybe he only thinks about surpassing Bu Jinghong for 150 years, so that he doesn't remember the name of the Martial Emperor of the rivers and lakes for a while; maybe it is the old enemy Bu Jinghong who has gone, which makes his heart empty all of a sudden. Yan Jun Xiaoyue ignored Nangong Splitting the Sky and rode on the black tiger lonely.

This unique beast in the world, at first glance, the whole body is pitch black, carefully distinguished, the black fur, there are black and gold tabby lines, and the word "king" on the head is looming, and it can't be seen at all if you don't look carefully. The black tiger roared twice, looked back at the white tiger fighter, and made a dull leap of "dong dong", which shook the black jade crack under his feet and widened, and jumped down the Peng cliff, and then re-entered the rivers and lakes.

Nangong Splitting Heaven felt comfortable at this time, even if the heavy dark clouds in the sky made people breathless, when he saw that the only person in the rivers and lakes who made him jealous and did not dare to wash the rivers and lakes with blood was dead, his breathing was extremely happy.

Although I admire the old man, but just now he died, the Tongshan faction will be destroyed today, and at the same time, there is also a big trouble for Tuotuoling's henchmen, which happened to be eliminated today.

He knew that famous sects such as Abbot Wuren, Yi Guxing, and Xia Yunhai, who had been reciting thousands of years of incense, would not help him destroy the Tongshan faction.

However, with him personally going out, plus Liu Gongqing and Jia Wudi in the three-foot realm, as well as countless masters behind him, Zhang Ruidong, who is only a two-foot realm, and a group of snakes, insects, rats and ants, are by no means his opponents.

All the people present were smart people, and everyone understood Nangong Split's smiling face.

Abbot Wuren, Qin Xiaofei, Xia Yunhai, and Yi Guxing each went down the mountain silently. Don't help Emperor Wu City, don't help the Tongshan faction.

The Fulong swordsman is the most upright, defending justice, and helping Tongshan, and what makes him unable to turn his head and leave, is the Lingxi swordsman behind Nangong Split, the only son of the late master, the brother who has the same heart as him for two hundred years, and Chen Zhiyuan, who has now betrayed Cangcheng and established himself as orthodox.

"Please give the order. ”

All the disciples of the Tongshan faction looked at Zhang Ruidong in unison.

This old man who has worked hard for the Tongshan faction for decades sat down and sat down as a big disciple, and today he finally picked up the burden of the Tongshan faction. At the first moment of provocation, it faced a catastrophe.

"The Great Formation of the Guardian Faction!"

"Order!"

With Zhang Ruidong's order. From the head of the Tongshan faction to the miscellaneous fireman, everyone is a soldier. With an order, thousands of mouths fired together, and the momentum was huge.

Zhang Ruidong, who was upside down, said: "Although the place of Luopeng Mountain is not big, it can still bury dozens of people. ”

Thirteen thousand Tongshan swords out of the sheath, covering the entire Luopeng Mountain, up and down the mountain, the tip of the sword pointed, Luopeng Cliff.

Hu Zhanshan and others naturally shared the same breath as the Tongshan faction.

Jia Wudi and others were released by accident.

Nangong Split Heaven faced Zhang Ruidong, with a cruel smile on his face, leaning forward, and capturing the thief first to capture the king.

At this moment, a dragon roar resounded through the nine skies, and a yellow qi dragon jumped up from under the Luopeng Cliff, opening its teeth and dancing claws to pounce on Nangong Splitting the Sky.

"A sleeve dragon!" someone recognized.

"Big brother!" Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu called at the same time.

A green robe flew up from the cliff.

The head of the eighteen armor in the rivers and lakes, the world's qi armor and green dragon fighters were born!