Chapter 786: Marshal Han Jiulang of the Jiusihai Xingchen Army
“Ouch——”
“Roar——”
A dense number of spiritual beast mounts roared in the sky, The strange-shaped spirit treasures carried warriors one after another, whizzing by with the sound of wind and thunder, wind and lightning.
Most of these warriors are above the Lingtai realm. They are in the Hunyuan Void realm, and there are many masters of the Five Decline Realms of Heaven and Man. Each of them does not hide their aura. Wherever they pass, the mountains and forests shake, and the ground shakes. Pieces of mud splashed up, and the claws of the spirit beast mounts and the patterns of the flying spirit treasures almost rubbed against the scalp.
This is not only rude, but also provocative.
There are quite a few low-key warriors below who behave like Xin Zhuo and Gou Xian. They are all unable to dodge and are in a state of embarrassment. They can’t help but raise their heads and glare at each other, daring to be angry but not speaking out.
Without him! Anyone who dares to fly in the sky has an extraordinary background and a tough background.
At this time, Xin Zhuo and Gou Xian narrowly escaped the storm of a golden eagle spirit beast with a wingspan of ten feet. When they looked up, they saw the huge and sharp claws of the golden eagle, close to their scalp.
This is intentional.
Gou Xian's face turned red because he was suppressing it. It wasn't until the wave of people above him reached the horizon in front of him and disappeared in the direction of the Holy City that he spat out: "What the hell, when I was in his prime, I could crush eight hundred people to death with one finger!"
I thought Gou Xian I know that if I am crazy enough, there will be even crazier ones ahead. I just heard a warrior curse: "If the sky destroys it, it will make it crazy. Now that the martial arts saint Buddhas in the world have come to the world, who will obey whom? Who will they obey?" The great master of martial arts wiped them out with a wave of his hand. I am the one who will become a saint in another day. We must also punish these uneducated grandsons!”
Someone nearby comforted them: “Speak down, those who just passed by are the disciples of the Daqian Royal Family, the Huangquan Sect’s Yinquan Hall, and the Fuxian Palace disciples.”< br>
“…I was joking "
The warrior immediately withered, sneered, and said curiously: "I know the Huangquan Sect. It is a super sect in the north. It practices Huangquan Hades martial arts and is very domineering. Daqian and Fuxian Palace. What’s the origin? ”
The person next to him smiled bitterly: "I don't know, I just know that they dare to challenge the Holy Land!"
A swordsman with a straight back in front said coldly: "Dagan has been annexed for more than ten years. The holy dynasty of the mortal empires in all directions is said to be the destiny of the human emperor who will unify the world. Legend has it that before the Middle Ages, every time the martial arts flourished, in order to facilitate the command of billions of people, there would be such a profound background. The holy dynasty, the saints from all sides acquiesced, and saints were born to assist!
The Daqian royal family is a member of the empress’s natal family, and she is a mysterious and unknown super being.
As for the Fuxian Palace, You must know the Ferry father and son who were defeated by the Saint of Taichong Holy Land, right?"
Some people are curious: "Fuxian Palace was founded by them and their son? I heard that they are immortals and all the major holy places. We should surround and kill them, right?”
The swordsman sneered and said: "Fuxian Palace was not built by their father and son. They are not qualified. You only know one thing but not the other. This Fuxian Palace cultivates the immortal cultivation method of the descendants of the immortals in the sky. It is incompatible with our Wu family! But it is! It was allowed by the saints and emperors of all ages."
"Why is this?"
A woman said angrily: "Shouldn't all the immortals be killed? Qin Wuji has done many evil things, and his methods are also immortal cultivation. All the masters in the world will punish him!"
The swordsman laughed and said: "Because Fuxian Palace was founded 70,000 years ago, and it dates back to the era of Emperor Qiyan. They are cultivators! He defected from the immortal world, converted to the emperor, and became a warrior tester. He was the most loyal immortal cultivator under the emperor.
Unfortunately, it took a long time for the last evil emperor to fall, and it will take many years for someone to sit on that throne. .
There is no one to control Fuxian Palace. A few days ago, the Saint of Taichong Holy Land defeated Ferry and his son. The masters of the three Holy Lands worked together to kill Ferry and his son, Ye Chen, Qin Wuji, Heishan and others. As a result, the Blood Sea Ancestor returned and the Saint's momentum swept across. For 130,000 miles, the caves and heavens of all major holy places were silent.
Subsequently, the Blood Sea Ancestor integrated the Fuxian Palace, gathered three thousand disciples, and informed the caves of the major holy places. The great powers, saints, and Buddhas already acquiesced in their existence. "
As soon as the words fell, the warriors from all directions fell silent. In fact, this kind of thing is not something that low-level warriors like them can contact.
Xin Zhuo was also in a trance, and there was this Operation? Fuxian Palace = Ergouzi in the world of cultivation ?
"What you are talking about is too mysterious. We have never seen the immortals, and we don’t know where the world of immortality is. The emperor is even more distant. They are all spread by rumors. Now I even doubt whether the immortals and the emperor are those holy places. , lies fabricated by Dongtian to deceive us! ”
Someone smiled and said what everyone was thinking. Yes, in the past twenty years, the martial arts era has come, and peaks have come from the sky. It has been chaotic enough. We have finally cultivated to the realm of yin deficiency and yang. There are always people telling us Who has seen such great emperors and immortals? The oldest person present is only a few hundred years old. Who knows what happened thousands of years ago?
Someone asked the swordsman out of curiosity: "Why do you know so much about Fuxian Palace?"
The swordsman looked around the crowd, with a long and thin face, looking extremely free and handsome: "Because This is Qin Wuji!”
Everyone was stunned.
Xin Zhuo also frowned and looked at the swordsman. Qin Wuji and Ye Chen, the two legendary figures of the Great Zhou Dynasty, now one of them appeared alive in front of him.
After Qin Wuji finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to react, he got up from the ground, sat cross-legged on a big sword, waved a piece of golden light with his hand, sneered, and headed straight towards the holy city ahead with his sword, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The method used turned out to be cultivation.
“This bitch is the one who comes to show his holiness in front of others!”
Someone shouted and cursed angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, another huge Lingbao airship passed overhead. A graceful woman sat cross-legged on it, holding a jade flute and playing. The unique power actually caused pieces of illusory flowers to fall, and the fragrance was so fragrant that the irritability that came along the way was swept away.
The woman's specific appearance could not be clearly seen from below, but she felt that she was powerful but not overbearing.
“Saint Tianshu!”
Someone was surprised.
When the warriors on the avenue saw him, they stopped one after another and held their hands in greeting.
Xin Zhuo and Gou Xianxian stood in the corner and pretended to follow suit.
The Lingbao flying ship did not react at all and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye. Xin Zhuo straightened up and had a strange feeling, as if he had been living in a small place for all these years, and now he realized how vast the world was and how many masters gathered there.
Those old acquaintances from back then don’t seem to be doing so well.
Xie Gou looked at him with strange eyes and said: "Envy? I feel that this boy can reach the level of those saints and saints within a hundred years. He is quite domineering, even though he is still the same as me. There is a big gap, but it is remarkable. He is a talent!”
“Your whole family is talented, so if you like to talk, talk more!”
Xin Zhuo was too lazy to say anything and went straight ahead.
Gou Xian caught up quickly and said: "We are still more than a hundred miles away. Should we just go like this? Do you believe that those holy places and caves can fry us both? Is there anything else? What’s the solution?” Dan Fu, things in the world are changing rapidly. I am squatting on the roadside and doing nothing. Do you think it will always count?”
Rong, the ancestor of all operas, is very mysterious.”
"Okay!"
The two of them ran all the way and arrived at the foot of the Holy Mountain at dusk.
In front of me, under the setting sun, I saw a towering mountain slanting into the sky, like a dragon entrenched, with extremely majestic momentum. There are endless oases on all sides. Walking towards the mountains is like walking on the vast land to the heavenly road to the Holy Land.
The mountainside seems to have been hollowed out. Countless pavilions and palaces rise from the ground, with colorful carved beams and painted buildings, stretching endlessly. It is surrounded by cliffs, dangerous hangings, waterfalls, and yew trees. Tall and tall, it has the aura of mountains and rivers and a palace, but it is not majestic and graceful.
Anyone who looks at this kind of city will feel swaying in their mind.
Especially when walking up from the foot of the mountain, it is clear that there is only a small rock in front of you, but when you reach it, it turns into a huge rock of 100 feet. Pedestrians instantly become like ants climbing up the hill.
In addition, there are unknown warriors showing off their power in the sky from time to time, galloping thousands of miles and entering in an instant, which gives people a sense of a huge pattern heading to a fairyland.
Xin Zhuo and Gou Xianxian climbed the mountain road for three hours, and they were about to reach the city gate that stretched far away, about ten feet high, and was made of cold jade. Dozens of masters were sitting in front of the city gate. Sitting high in the sky and sweeping everywhere, the warriors flying across the sky had to obediently descend and salute before entering.
Just when Li Guangling was not there, a disheveled Huazi Sayazi ran up to him, pulled Xin Zhuo and left. Who else could it be if he wasn't Li Guangling?
Following Li Guangling to a remote place, Li Guangling said bluntly: "There are too many masters. There are more than a dozen in the Holy Land and Cave Heaven, and there are even more unknown forces. This ghost place is too scary. How many of us can I’m just a newbie, why don’t I enter?”
"You're here, what are you talking about to say in a depressing way?" Xin Zhuo looked around him and asked, "Where's Xiao Huang?"
Li Guangling patted his forehead: "Three things, first, Xiao Huang was lost. This idiot dog crawled on many spiritual beasts along the way. He was chased and beaten by others. He emitted a puff of black smoke and transformed into a demon king that penetrated the sky and the earth. It frightened a group of people. As a result, Being chased by another group of people , leaving me behind and running away.
Second, what you were worried about before was absolutely correct, Daluo, Dayan, Huangquan, Zijing, and Kujian are all here.
Second. Three, millions of source stone embryos were sent from all directions. Yesterday, a fairy came out of a stone shop and disappeared in an instant. The person was shocked and speechless."
Xiao Huang was also stunned. Chase? This was really being hunted by all the gangs, but Xin Zhuo was not worried about Xiao Huang. This little yellow dog had played too much in the past few years, so it just turned into a dog body, restrained its momentum, and went to the farm kennel. Hidden, no one can find it.
He must enter this holy city now, get enough true sources, true energy and martial arts stones, which can be consumed for many years, and then escape far away from home, break through the five declines of heaven and man as soon as possible, and said: "Disguise! This person around me Let’s go to the city and have a go!”
Li Guangling looked at Gou Xianzhi curiously. They were both familiar faces from all over the world, and they could almost “match each other”.
Xian Gou clasped his palms together and smiled faintly: "I, Emperor Gou, will arbitrarily rule for eternity!"
"Destroy your own mother's age! You can brag better than Xin Zhuo, stop talking nonsense, let's go !”
The three of them ducked into the mountain wall on the side, and when they came out again, Gou Xianzhuo became an old Taoist priest, and Xin Zhuo became a handsome and honest young man.
The three of them gathered their emotions and expressions, followed the upward mountain road, and headed straight for the majestic city gate. They carefully avoided the gatekeepers and entered the city. They saw that the Holy City was extremely majestic. Even if it flew over at high altitude, it would take several seconds. It takes an hour to pass through. Among them, the main street is wide, with pavilions and palaces on both sides. There are stone squares, pill shops, Fengxian Pavilion, Fengyuechang, weapons pavilion, and wine shops. They are all luxurious.
The crowded streets are crowded with warriors striding around, and there are even a large number of mortals working as coolies, transporting embryonic stones on carts.
The three of Xin Zhuo looked around and were about to figure out where to go first when they saw a group of 200 powerful and domineering men riding one-horned tigers and wearing golden armor entering from above the city gate, running rampant and domineering, with people behind them. The sharp swords destroyed the phantoms,
The bloodthirsty and arrogant momentum made the passers-by below almost breathless.
They were just as rude as the warriors who entered the city before, but it was extremely rare to be so rude. Not only did the guards outside the city gate not take offense, they also showed a kind smile on their faces.
An old man in the distance said in shock: "The Jiusihai Star Army, which is hundreds of thousands of miles south, has a Jiusi Marshal? Is the Holy City going crazy?"
Xian Gou also lowered his voice and said: " What are these embryo killers doing? Are they also interested in the Origin Stone? "
Li Guangling said: "Don't forget, someone created the Prince of the Wing Clan a few years ago, and all the tribes in the south are under their control!" br>
"What do you think?" Gou Xianzhuo pushed Xin Zhuo,
but found that Xin Zhuo was staring blankly at the group of golden-armored men riding tigers in the sky. The leader was a young man, wearing purple armor and carrying a long bag. The eight-coil dragon spear, the young master's hair in a bun, a handful of yellow hair hanging down on each temple, the eyebrows are yellow and white, the angular face has a bit of indifference, the eyes are deep, and the murderous intention lingers, it is a cold and cold place that has experienced killing all year round. color.
Even if he was just passing by at this moment, he still gave off a powerful aura that made people feel uneasy and numb.
"With a strong body and unfathomable realm, I am afraid that I have the power to fight a dragon and kill a dragon. Even if I face the Holy Son of the Holy Land, I am afraid that I will not give in too much!" Gou Xian knew: "You look at him like this What are you doing? Do you know him?”
Xin Zhuo’s face turned extremely cold, and he almost squeezed out three words from his teeth: “Han Jiulang!”
The mountain of Fulong Mountain The thief’s subordinate Han Jiulang!
(End of this chapter)