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Chapter 317: Twelve Thrones, Battle on the Mountaintop, and Traces of the Ascension Platform

Inside the altar on the top of the mountain, there is a mysterious power that seeps into the soil, making the structure of the mountain quite stable. Even creatures of the top three levels cannot shake it.

There are many legends on the top of this mountain. It is said that there was once a very ancient country that worshipped gods on the top of the mountain, making this place even more sacred.

There is a mysterious power contained inside the mountain, which radiates from the inside out, making the mountain structure quite stable. Even a piece of stone is as hard as black iron.

Lu Mingyuan led everyone to the mountainside, where the ancient altar revealed a rough outline, with a diameter of more than 100 feet and emitting a light green light.

In the center of the altar, there is a huge ten-winged stone dragon coiled. Even though its head and claws have been broken and fallen off, and it looks tattered, it still has an ancient charm, and just one look at it can make people feel awe.

As the altar appeared, a green cloud condensed above the altar, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

One gaze after another was cast from the top of the mountain.

"There are human troops reaching the top of the mountain. Could it be that human reinforcements are coming?"

"The Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty has arrived. I'm afraid there will be trouble again."

This news spread quickly on the mountain top, attracting attention from all sides, including the wild monsters, human monks, and local natives.
"Swish!"

The sound of breaking through the air continued to sound.

Quite a few demon creatures have already reached the outskirts of the top of the altar.

They did not approach immediately, but instead restrained their breath and looked far away in the direction of the top of the mountain.

Although many creatures wanted to seize the huge amount of luck from Lu Mingyuan, the Great Yan Emperor was famous after all. He forced the old emperor to step down, challenged the Great Ming Empress alone, crushed the geniuses of the seven countries, and became the best person in the world. He fought with the Sword Immortal for three moves without being defeated... and so on. This series of brilliant achievements was enough to shock many creatures, not only the human race, but also the demon race was quite afraid of him.

Apart from the strong ones on the front line, who dares to rush forward first?

In fact, the vast majority of forces just want to fish in troubled waters.

Among them, the human dynasties that had a grudge against Lu Mingyuan, such as the Sui Dynasty and the Wu Dynasty, were surprised but also extremely expectant when they saw the Great Yan army coming. They wanted to see how the Great Yan Dynasty planned to deal with the demon tribe.

"The man who has reached the top of the mountain is indeed the Emperor of Dayan. I have fought with him outside Longding Mountain." At this moment, Long Xuan, wearing a fluttering colorful dress, stood beside a rough man and said in a deep voice.

The burly man looked ferocious, with a full black beard, a naked upper body, black hair on his chest, and a human-shaped body that was more than two meters tall.

Holding a nine-toothed divine nail, with black water boiling under his feet, the flow of water looked vast and boundless, as if the water from the sky was flowing backwards. He looked at the human race in this world with a sharp gaze.

It is the Twelve Thrones, Gang Zhu.

"No matter who it is, if they dare to come, they will die."

A heavy cold snort echoed throughout the world.

"Wait, look! There is a dark blue cloud condensing in the sky above the altar. Could it be that a truly extraordinary treasure has appeared?"

At this time, many monks pointed in the direction of the sky, shocked.

……

As the ancient altar appeared, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth underwent some subtle changes, causing a small-scale unrest. Many creatures were convinced that a treasure must have emerged from the altar.

Long before Lu Mingyuan arrived here.

As more and more lives died in this world, the altar caused a huge reaction.

The changes in the altar undoubtedly accelerated the speed of transforming this cave into a blessed land.

Many people have basically confirmed that the ascension platform is here.

More and more living beings gathered near the altar on the top of the mountain, and the fluctuations of the immortal spirit emanating from them became more and more dense.

Qi Muxue stood in the emerald green grass, gazing at the distant mountains, staring at Lu Mingyuan. A look of joy appeared on her beautiful face, and she was about to use her skills to rush over.

"Don't rush over there. If the throne demon attacks and captures you, it will be very bad. There is no need to rush when we meet now."

The chess piece at the chess master's fingertips turned into a white stream of light, flew out from the void and stopped Qi Muxue.

In addition, there is another Buddhist Bodhisattva with a dignified demeanor, sitting on a tiger, walking with the chess master.

She appeared in front of everyone like a god in blue robes.

One of the four giants of Buddhism, Shenshu Bodhisattva.

"Now that His Majesty has arrived, many forces are in a subtle mood. They will definitely sit idly by and watch Dayan being besieged by the demon clan. We, the ancestors, cannot sit idly by." Qi Muxue firmly believed this.

Behind her, a magnetic male voice sounded: "The major dynasties have come together to share the same hatred and hatred for the enemy. They should not be so pedantic."

Qi Muxue turned around and looked not far away.

I saw Wensheng's clone slowly walking towards me.

Behind him, there was a large group of Confucian practitioners, many of whom were at the middle fifth level, and most of them were talented people who practiced both Confucianism and Taoism.

Qi Muxue frowned and said, "All the major thrones have arrived, but the Taoist masters have not yet arrived. Can the human race really defeat the wild world?"

Qi Muxue knew that the Taoist people were far from being able to arrive at this cave so quickly.

Wen Sheng looked towards the top of the mountain and said calmly, "The human race has never lacked experts. It won't be a problem to delay it for a while."

The Chess Master also glanced at the Literature Master, and then he stared at Qi Muxue again and said, "In fact, I think some things may be more terrifying than the throne monster. It seems that something unknown is reviving in this cave. It is better not to go all out in the current battle."

"how do I say this?"

Qi Muxue asked doubtfully.

Unexpectedly, the chess master shook his head.

Among the monks from various dynasties who came to the altar, some wanted to help Lu Mingyuan. However, because a large number of demons blocked the mountainside, separating the Great Yan army from the human monks, it was useless for them to rescue him.

"Boom!"

A cloud of black dust rushed in rapidly from the east, crushing the boulders into powder and flattening the mountains, and soon reached the foot of Longding Mountain.

The black dust gradually dispersed, revealing a large group of demons.

They are all huge demon kings, possessing combat power comparable to the Golden Core and Nascent Soul levels.

The weaker demon kings had already passed through the space barrier, left the cave, and returned to the wild world.

Those who stayed behind were all the best among the middle five grades, and only those with strength reaching this level were qualified to compete for the ownership of the ascension platform.

"It is possible to summon so many demon kings. How many throne demons are here?" Lu Mingyuan glanced at the densely populated mountain top and raised his eyebrows.

He obviously also felt the aura of the chess master, Qi Muxue and others.

Lu Mingyuan's arrival made many creatures in this world excited.

As long as someone makes the first move, a chain reaction will surely form, and more and more creatures will attack Lu Mingyuan.

Lu Mingyuan stood on the top of the altar, facing the fierce cold wind, his long black hair flying in the wind. He pulled out Yang Su and waved it down the mountain.

"Wow—"

A sword energy that was dozens of miles long, like an ice-blue river of lightning, flew down from the top of the mountain and slashed in front of the group of demon kings.

On the ground, a sword-like crack appeared, three feet deep and dozens of miles long.

Lu Mingyuan spit out a circle of sound waves from his mouth, and said coldly: "Anyone who passes through this realm is a challenger and will die!"

The Dark Wolf Demon King roared angrily: "With the Demon King here, you dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die. I will cross this line, let's see what you can do to me?"

The Dark Wolf Demon King has a high level of cultivation and is definitely the overlord who dominates the world. Even though he has heard many rumors about Lu Mingyuan, he still does not take him seriously.

With so many demon kings and demon lords from so many races gathered together, and three thrones existing, even if Lu Mingyuan had three heads and six arms, he would surely die. What is there to be afraid of?

"howl!"

A golden light emanated from the body of the Dark Wolf Demon King. He pounced forward and crossed the boundary of sword energy.

"Pfft."

Yang Su turned into a black light shuttle, flew down from the top of the altar, pierced through the head of the Linlang Demon King, and brought up a cloud of blood mist. Then, he flew back into the air and hung above the Manghuang Demon Clan.

With a bang, the huge body of the Dark Wolf Demon King fell heavily to the ground.

Kill with one blow.

Originally, the demons who wanted to follow the Dark Wolf Demon King across the border immediately stopped and trembled all over, frightened.

A powerful twelfth-level demon king was killed in an instant. Isn’t the power of Emperor Dayan too terrifying?
Across the entire mountaintop, there was a sound of people sucking in cold air, and the cultivators from all major human forces felt horrified.

They found out.

Lu Mingyuan's strength is stronger than before.

Before, cultivators at the twelfth level could still fight with Lu Mingyuan.

Now, he was killed instantly in less than half a round.

Many monsters who wanted to attack Lu Mingyuan had to reconsider their own capabilities, and then began to think about retreating.

A person of the level of the Great Yan Emperor is not someone they can afford to offend.

"Ow!"

A dragon roar that shook the earth was heard.

A huge demonic cloud was rapidly flying towards them from the direction of the imperial capital.

Faintly, one can see a huge dragon shadow in the devil cloud, which is like a dark mountain range, emitting a terrifying evil spirit.

A huge dragon head poked out from the clouds, as big as a hill.

Many human cultivators sensed this aura and retreated.

The top masters of the Nanli Dynasty, the Sui Dynasty, the Dawu Dynasty, the Song Dynasty and other countries all showed fear on their faces when they saw such a big monster.

Lu Mingyuan sensed this familiar aura and said with clear eyes:

"Eighth Throne, Long Jian."

"Today, I must avenge the slap I received during my trip to the Wilderness Cave Heaven."

Two gaps slowly opened in the center of the dark clouds, like two huge eyes opening, and the golden amber dragon pupils were extremely conspicuous.

Soon the dragon shadow flashed and turned into a man with dragon horns wearing a golden robe. His amber dragon pupils were extremely conspicuous. With his hands behind his back, he looked domineering. He glanced at Lu Mingyuan and said with interest:

"The former fifth-grade reptile has become an emperor and has become a larger insect, but it has a big mouth."

"How much progress have you made in just two years?"

Lu Mingyuan smiled faintly: "You will know how much improvement you have made if you try it."

(End of this chapter)