Xianbang

Two months later, Northern Wilderness.

The Emperor's Capital is the largest ancient capital in the Northern Wilderness, and the center of the entire Northern Wilderness, covering tens of billions of miles.

The size of an ancient city is comparable to a big world.

There is an ancient city of Tianshuang 9000 million miles away from the Emperor's Capital. It is one of the four leading cities in the Emperor's Capital, and it is also the closest city to the Emperor's Capital.

To go to the capital of the emperor, one must go to the ancient city of Tianshuang.

Although it was already August, the sun in the sky was still fierce and vicious, capable of drying off a layer of skin on a person's body. "Autumn Tiger" is so fierce that people can't open their eyes.

The sun was shining brightly, and the air seemed extremely dry. It was so hot that people were covered in sweat. Even the mangy dog ​​beside the avenue opened its mouth wide and lay down on the ground, sticking out its long tongue, which was steaming.

With such weather, it seems that there will be heavy rain soon!

Under the ancient trees outside Fengshuang Ancient City, several old monks were enjoying the shade. They looked immortal, kind and peaceful. They were wearing long apricot-yellow Buddhist shirts. Their beards and eyebrows were gray and drooping straight.

But they were sitting on the ground, sitting on the ground with their buttocks on the ground, without the slightest appearance of a master of Taoism, shaking cattail fans in their hands, boiling a pot of old tea in an earthen pot, and talking about something.

A handsome and handsome young man in a green shirt, holding a big flowing green bull in his hand, walked up the ancient road, with a smile on his face, squeezed into the middle of several old monks, and sat down on his buttocks. on the ground.

The big green bull behind him also sat down on the ground, and the huge cow's butt almost sent one of the old monks flying.

The old monks were also kind, they just nodded and smiled at him, thinking that he was just a cowherd boy passing by, they didn't pay much attention to him, and then continued to chatter.

One of the old monks with three-inch-long eyebrows said: "August [-]th, the full moon is in the middle of the sky. The summit of the emperor, the battle of heaven and earth. I didn't expect that after so many years, there would be another emperor's war, and the challenger would be It's still the Great Emperor of the Northern Wilderness, it seems that this person has a lot of background!"

"Who says it's not? Now the whole world of cultivating immortals in the Northern Wilderness is boiling. A large number of masters from the Three Thousand Ancient Dojo and the Five Great Sacred Sects have rushed to the capital of the emperor. The way of this is known to everyone. The Emperor of the Northern Wilderness If the myth falls, the Northern Wilderness Dynasty may be wiped out from now on."

Another old monk wearing rotten straw sandals shook his head and said solemnly: "The heritage of the Northern Wilderness Celestial Dynasty should not be underestimated. Even if the Great Northern Wilderness loses unfortunately, the Celestial Dynasty will still have three saints guarding it, unless the leaders of the five holy religions come together There is only a slight chance to shake the majesty of the Celestial Dynasty. What's more, the Great Emperor of the Northern Wilderness is astonishing in the world, ranking second among the Eight Desolation and Five Emperors. Now the Seven Desolation is almost invincible, who can break his myth?"

Another old monk held a different attitude and said: "The capital of the emperor today not only gathers all kinds of strong men from the Northern Wilderness, but even the hidden figures from other wildernesses have come quietly. Maybe they are hiding around the Emperor's Capital, and if there is a big change, these people might make trouble."

"In any case, the impact of this imperial war is too great. Not only is the capital of the emperor now undercurrents, but even this ancient city of wind and frost has been affected. I heard that a strange thing happened in the city last night..." The old man The monk suddenly lowered his voice, and looked slightly at the young man in Tsing Yi beside him, but he saw that the young man was still smiling foolishly, looking quite stupid, as if he had never seen the world before.

The old monk paused, and then said again: "I heard that at midnight last night, the entire Fengshuang Ancient City suddenly turned into a ghost city, and hundreds of millions of monks inside suddenly disappeared without a trace, but by the next morning, these All the monks appeared in the city again, as if they didn't know what happened last night."

As soon as this remark came out, all the old monks present took a breath, and one of the old monks said: "This matter is not false, I heard that the person who first discovered this matter was the city lord of Fengshuang City. A super strong man at the level of an ancient Taoist master, even he almost fell into the Tao, it seems that the clues of this are not simple."

"Someone is going to make a move before the emperor's battle. This matter is extraordinary. Hundreds of millions of monks will suddenly disappear without a trace. The cultivation level of the people behind this operation is terrible! I am afraid there is a big secret."

"I just hope that such weird things don't happen again tonight, otherwise I'm afraid the ancient city of Fengshuang won't be able to stay."

"Boom!"

A large group of ancient bronze chariots were attracted by the Golden Ultima, flew across the sky, then fell from above, and came to a sudden stop on the ancient road, stirring up a large amount of sand and dust. a few trees.

All monks who want to go to the emperor's capital must pass through the four leading cities without obtaining legal documents, otherwise they will be expelled even if they reach the gate of the emperor's capital.

This team of ancient bronze chariots has a lot of origins, their bodies are dazzling and dazzled, and even the golden crow pulling the ancient chariots is wearing a real armor of the sun.

The car alone is so extraordinary, so wouldn't the people in the car be even more extraordinary.

A young man came down from one of the ancient chariots. He was dressed in Taoist robes, elegantly practiced, his eyebrows were like two cold swords, his nose was high and straight, and he was stepping on the colorful moon.

After the young man walked out, the old monks under the ancient tree stopped talking immediately, they all closed their eyes and meditated, as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

On the contrary, the green-robed man driving the cattle stared at the young man with interest, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Dao Xin, I chased you so hard, you must fight me this time."

Above the sky, a cold sword slashed down from the sky, and slashed at the young man who came down from the ancient chariot just now.

It turned out that the young man's name was Dao Xin.

The son of Hanyue Sacred Cult, "Han Sanjue", flew down from the sky, his body full of fighting spirit and sword intent, as if he was holding a sword that opened the sky, trying to kill all living beings.

Since the battle between Haihuang and Yaozu, Han Sanjue's cultivation has improved again, and he has reached the level of the Taoist ancestor, and his combat power has increased several times.

Han Sanjue and Situ Buluo are the five great kings of the younger generation of the Northern Wilderness, and these two are even more combat mad. As long as they meet young monks whose cultivation level surpasses theirs, they will fight, even if they die without regret.

The young man named Dao Xin stretched out his slender fingers, flicked towards the sky, and immediately popped out a blue chi-long small flying sword, which easily smashed Han Sanjue's sword.

You must know that Han Sanjue's current cultivation base is enough to dominate the younger generation of the Northern Wilderness Cultivation World, but Dao Xin easily broke this trick with a single finger of the flying sword, and his cultivation base is simply unfathomable.

In the distance, an old monk saw this scene, nodded immediately, and said, "I didn't expect to see such a talented man when I first arrived in Beihuang. The young man holding the cold sword should be the fifth member of the younger generation of Beihuang." Han Sanjue, one of the kings, is the son of the Hanyue Sacred Cult. He really deserves to be the descendant of the Hanyuetian Empress, which is really amazing."

In ancient times, the five holy religions all produced figures of the Great Emperor level, and the founder of the Hanyue Holy Cult was the "Queen of the Cold Moon", a female emperor.

The other old monk noticed the young man named Dao Xin, and said solemnly: "The aura of the young man in the Taoist robe is so powerful and extremely pure, and he will Is the Taoism of Yujian Feikong the number one religion that came to Donghuang, Taoism?"

All eyes were on "Dao Xin", even the man in green who was driving the cattle was no exception.

Daoxin glanced at Han Sanjue lightly, with a mocking look in his eyes, and said: "It's not that I don't want to fight with you, it's that you are not qualified enough. Your Northern Wilderness has long since fallen. If it weren't for the Great Northern Wilderness sitting in command , has already been annexed by our Donghuang, and a small character like you can catch a lot of people in Donghuang, and dare to be called the five kings of the younger generation, and you are not afraid of laughing people's big teeth."

Dao Xin didn't hide his disdain at all, and even said it frankly, it wasn't arrogance, it was his original heart, what he said was what he really thought in his heart, without any cover up.

The Arowana Young Master of Haihuang also said the same thing. It seems that the Northern Wilderness has really declined, and there have been no truly great future heroes. If the Great Northern Wilderness hadn't suppressed Eternity, the Northern Wilderness might have been given to him by other wildernesses. cannibalize.

There seems to be some secret hidden in it, after all, it is impossible for a great wilderness to decline easily.

The cold sword in Han Sanjue's hand was getting colder and colder. In his eyes, opponents were all equal. Dao Xin's words not only looked down on him, but also belittled the entire Northern Wilderness cultivating world. He was already angry at this time.

"Humph, isn't it the top ten gentlemen of Taoism, Dao Xin, you are only ranked seventh among the ten gentlemen, and you actually look down on people like this. Today I will let you see how powerful the five young kings of the Northern Wilderness are!" .”

Han San stopped talking nonsense, and stepped through the void with the cold sword in his hand. Countless sword qi flew around his body, like a mountain of swords moving across.

As soon as the cold sword came out, snow fell from the sky, and the cold air enveloped the whole earth.

"What a reckless man. No wonder the world of cultivating immortals in the Northern Wilderness will decline. It is because the monks in the Northern Wilderness only know how to fight blindly, but they don't know how to move half of their brains."

The Dao heart is outstanding, although Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but his face remained unchanged, with a faint smile on his face, he just pointed out a finger in the air, it seemed that he didn't use much strength, but he was able to kill Han Sanjue. Dao power was shattered, and all the sword shadows disappeared without a trace.

His finger almost pierced Han Sanjue's dao soul between his brows.

"There are flaws in your exchange position, there are holes in your empty position, and there are at least seven fatal gaps. The sword tactics are simply rotten. If you hadn't retreated quickly just now, if you were a little slower, you would have already hated it." Dao Xin said lightly, with disdain on his face, and said: "I have said long ago that the world of cultivating immortals in the Northern Wilderness has fallen, and it is all a bunch of people with brains, and the best swordsmanship is stinky by you. "

Han Sanjue held the cold sword in his hand, leaving a finger mark on his arm, with blood still dripping from it, which was injured by Dao Xin's finger just now.