Chapter 495: Yongzhen Dongzhou (2nd Update, Ask for Tickets) (Page 1/1)

It has been more than a month since the martial arts exchange group crossed the sea by boat and returned to Fuso, and the state has regained calm, only Han Chiba, the lord of the Snow Wolf Valley, has not returned from visiting friends, and Yuzhou, who has let go of Kato Ei and asked Onodera for martial arts, has once again started a long retreat career.

Dongzhou, on the Tianzhu Peak, a huge iron stone of length and width stands on the top of the peak, after the wind and rain, the erosion of the years, it is still intact, in front of the iron and stone, the four big characters of "Yongzhen Dongzhou" are glowing with a faint golden light, and the majestic breath of the god king permeates the surroundings, so that the birds and beasts are extinct, and the clouds and fog are dispersed.

This is 800 years ago, when Dayong Taizu divided the kings, he was his eighth son, that is, the first generation of Zhendong King, personally engraved the Taoist pattern, and the Taoist rhyme circulating on it is the embodiment of Dayong Taizu's peak cultivation, which is enough to shock and kill some ill-intentioned great master-level figures, and it is also a divine object that can be consulted day and night to practice.

Under the divine stone, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow python robe and a Pingtian crown looked up at the four big characters of Yongzhen Dongzhou inscribed on the divine stone, his expression was unpredictable, and he could not see the specific joy and anger.

"Yongzhen Dongzhou, how eccentric Taizu is, he is also a descendant of the royal family, why did he let that dim and incompetent person sit on the position of the Ninety-Nine Supreme?"

Ji Kao stretched out his hand and slowly touched the divine stone, the divine power of the grand heaven and earth on it made him both respect and hate, and he respected Taizu Xiu for reaching the peak, even if it was a broken level, it was also the top group of people, not weaker than Emperor Yu Tiandao Yuan Qingkong and others, and the hatred was because of the four words of Yongzhen Dongzhou, they Zhendong Wang had been in Dongzhou for eight hundred years, and he spent his efforts to stabilize the East for the Zhongzhou royal family, and he was also suspicious.

"Lord Wang, except for Huangfu Xu in Yuzhou, everyone else has arrived. I just don't know who is leading this exchange group?"

During the period when Ji Kao's hand touched the divine stone, a majestic man wearing bright silver armor and holding a red tassel spear flew up from below Tianzhu Peak, with a momentum like a god general, and his cultivation turned out to be a great master.

The first general under the command of King Zhendong, Li Tianxing, the first master of the 720,000 Zhendong Army in Dongzhou, and also the general of Zhengsanpin Pingdong who was enshrined by the imperial court, rose in the end of Wei, was promoted and appreciated by King Zhendong, was loyal, and was regarded as the hardcore henchman of King Zhendong.

"Well, let them wait a little longer, the leader of the team is about to arrive, and when he comes, I still have to catch up with him, don't worry. ”

Ji Kao's voice was flat, but there was an undoubted taste between his words, in the northeastern states, he was the only one, the king who spoke the law, no one dared to go against his will, even if the young man under the mountain was the strongest Tianjiao, in front of him was just a creeping ant.

Li Tianxing put his spear on the ground, and clenched his hands into fists, "Yes, the last general understands." As he spoke, he reflexively jumped, jumped off Tianzhu Peak, slowly landed in the fierce wind current, and finally landed in front of the men and women who had a good breath under Tianzhu Peak.

These men and women, the total number is only eight, five men and three women, are the most outstanding geniuses in Dongzhou, this time they were selected by the king of Zhendong, to form a martial arts exchange group to go east to Fuso, for the last time Onodera and his party did in the state to return the color.

These eight people, all of whom are no more than twenty years old, are led by a sword-bearing young man with a stubble on his face and decadent eyes, named Lang Tianhong, who inherits the ancient terrifying sword way, cultivates to the innate nine-layer gangqi, and is the person who cultivates to the highest level in the present.

The second person is a young woman with a delicate appearance and full of wisdom in her eyes, and her face is not beautiful, but she feels very comfortable. Cheng Danxi, the first day of Dongzhou Su Nu Dao, is only nineteen years old, and has already practiced the Heavenly Fantasy Chapter in the Su Nu Sutra, the innate eight-layer Gang Qi cultivation, every move, as if the Tao rhyme is natural.

The third young man, named Ding Ziling, is slightly chubby, looks naïve, and has a smiling appearance, but he was born in the Xuanming Sect, a famous demon sect in Dongzhou, and he is also the most bloody person in the field, and he has cultivated to the eighth layer of innateness.

The fourth boy was born in Zhendong Wangfu, and is the only son of the head of Zhendong Wangfu, Xia Pingyue, who is handsome and polite, and has eight layers of cultivation.

The fifth person is an upright young man with a spear, named Yang Yanchuan, standing like a pine, with an iron-blooded temperament, under the tutelage of Li Tianxing, cultivating to the eighth layer of congenital knowledge, and a small colonel in the Zhendong Army.

The sixth girl is named Jiang Pujia, who is sweet and tall, and is from the Jiang family. Second only to the eighteenth family, it is much stronger than the Tian family in Bingzhou, and it is also a master of the innate eighth-layer Gangqi.

The seventh person is still a woman, named Shen Manjun, covered with a veil, unable to see her appearance, but her whole body exudes a intoxicating aroma, and butterflies dance beside her from time to time, like a dream, born in the Phantom Sea Pavilion, congenital seven-layer cultivation.

The eighth person, with ordinary appearance, ordinary clothes, and ordinary momentum, is named Zhou Fan, a congenital seven-layer cultivator, and studied under the master of the hidden world, which is the most inconspicuous existence among these eight people.

These eight people, each of whom has been touched by a special person, the bone age is less than twenty years, each of them has been personally selected by the King of Zhendong, as well as martial arts, each of them is a leader in the innate realm, and killing the enemy is like drinking water, of course, it refers to the innate realm, and if they want to wrestle with the grandmaster, they are not qualified enough.

"Everyone wait quietly, the leader of the team will come soon, and then you will have to go to Yuzhou to find the last person, and then go directly to the sea and go to Fusang.

Here I remind you again, when you come to Fusang, you represent the strongest generation of Dayong Oriental youth, and you must not do anything that insults the prestige of the country, otherwise no matter who you are, you will have no place in Dayong in the future. ”

The eight geniuses have different forms, some are absent-minded, some are solemn, and some close their eyes and ponder, not knowing what they are thinking.

"Master, we are already the strongest people in Dongzhou, in a remote place like Yuzhou, is there anyone who can compare with us?"

Yang Yanchuan's fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, his tiger eyes were shining, and the hand holding the spear tightened unconsciously, he was as martial as his life, and he wanted to compete with that genius the most, after all, it was passed down by the King of Zhendong himself, and he must not be an ordinary person.

Li Tianxing saw his beloved disciple behaving like this, nodded slightly, and said approvingly, "Yes, this person once used the cultivation of the two layers of innate to kill the innate nine-layer master of Tiandumen against the seven realms, and the king of Zhendong got the news and praised him for his talent, which is rare in ancient times." ”

Hearing this, the others were not calm, Xia Pingyue was handsome and frowned, and the white cold light flashed in the eyes of the little fat man Ding Ziling, is there really such a person?

"But the people of the Ram Family's Hell Suppression Knife Sutra are immeasurably powerful, if they comprehend this sword in the innate realm, they may not be able to do it. ”

Ding Ziling touched his fat face and guessed, but looking at Li Tianxing's noncommittal expression, he knew that he had guessed wrong, and he was even more curious in his heart, who could be so powerful?

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