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Chapter 318: Common hatred, the human race is united, the ascension platform is born

The ancient dragon clan is definitely one of the most powerful races in the wild world.

In addition, Long Jian came from behind and became the eighth throne.

The throne of the demon clan represents the most powerful force in the world.

Rumor has it that Long Jian has achieved the Dao and survived three holy tribulations of his physical body. He is invincible under the three founders of the three religions. Who dares to fight against him?
Even if the Three Pure Ones of Taoism were to take action personally, they might not be able to defeat him.

With the arrival of Long Jian, the world suddenly changed. Dark clouds covered the sky, and thick water vapor gathered from all directions, forming a torrential thunderstorm.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

……

Around the altar of the Ten-Winged Fire Dragon, the human monks felt terrified and retreated away.

If Long Jian took action, would he be able to kill Lu Mingyuan easily?
We will definitely deal with them later. If we retreat further away now, it will be easier for us to escape later.

"Emperor Da Yan, do you regret it now? If you had stayed away from Longding Mountain when you were in the outside world, perhaps you wouldn't be in this predicament now."

Long Xuan, wearing a colorful unicorn robe, came to her father's side, stood on the head of a monkey as big as a mountain, and came to the top of a peak a hundred meters away from Lu Mingyuan.

Her eyes are sharp and her figure is graceful.

Seven-colored light emanated from her body, turning the area of ​​dozens of miles around into an invisible area. Wherever the divine light covered, blood was dripping.

Some living creatures passed by the area of ​​seven-colored divine light and lost their vitality silently. They turned into mummies, fell to the ground and turned into bone powder.

This seven-colored divine light is an extremely powerful magical power.

"His Majesty."

In the distance, Qi Muxue clenched her fingers tightly and looked in the direction of Lu Mingyuan. Looking at the black dragon shadow flying in the clouds, she felt suffocated and was quite worried.

She took a step forward, but Saint Ziwei and True Lord Taiwei stepped in to stop her.

Saint Ziwei had a charming smile on her face. "Empress, the demons are surrounding the mountain now, and the location of the altar has become a desperate situation. His Majesty is already in danger. He is very powerful, and it is not that he has no chance to escape. If you go over, you will become a burden to His Majesty, causing him a lot of headaches and becoming a burden to him."

Even though Qi Muxue was the queen, there wasn't much compliment in Saint Ziwei's words, but rather strong warnings.

She didn't want to see His Majesty worrying about the Queen.

If something goes wrong with the queen, they will all be held responsible.

Qi Muxue seemed quite calm, with a faint golden light in her eyes, which was a righteous spirit. She said seriously: "With Senior Chess Saint here, Your Majesty will naturally not be in danger. I just don't want to hide behind him anymore. When I first met him, I was the one who protected him. Later, Your Majesty's cultivation level increased rapidly, and I became a burden to him."

"Now, I have finally become a great scholar and inherited the mantle of the Saint of Etiquette. How can I sit and wait for death like the other monks of the dynasty?"

"This immortal spirit must be from the Ascension Platform."

The chess master stood in front of a chessboard, his white beard fluttering. After listening to Qi Muxue's words, he looked towards Lu Mingyuan with deep eyes and asked in a deep voice:

"The Ascension Platform is about to appear. I will be able to locate it soon. How long can you resist?"

Just as the chess master's voice transmission fell, on the top of the altar, Lu Mingyuan responded to Long Xuan and the lofty Eighth Throne with a tough attitude, saying loudly: "Is there any point in talking so much nonsense? Let's fight! Today, we will not stop until we die."

The next moment, Lu Mingyuan injected the two colored vital energies into Yang Su. The blade became ten times larger and turned into a giant sword that reached the sky. Two completely different blade lights, a blazing red sea of ​​fire and a frost blue thunder, gushed out and slashed towards Long Jian who was flying in the air.

The Eighth Throne Long Jian regarded Lu Mingyuan as a thorn in his side and had always wanted to get rid of him. He roared, "All demons, listen to my order. Charge to the altar in the imperial city and cut all the human cultivators who are related to the Great Yan Emperor into pieces."

Long Jian knew that Lu Mingyuan was at odds with the other six countries, and with the presence of the chess master and the Bodhisattva Shenshu, he did not choose a head-on confrontation, but instead planned to eradicate the Great Yan Dynasty first.

Then take action against other dynasties.

This is a little trick to make the human race feel lucky.

"Ow!"

At the foot of the altar in the imperial city, thousands of monster armies let out earth-shaking roars.

Some of the wild beasts spit out fire clouds from their mouths, some of them condensed lightning, and some of them even knocked out the magic weapons and ancestral artifacts.

Those means of attack, like a rain curtain, covered the altar.

They wanted to trap the Emperor of Dayan and kill him on the spot.

Lu Mingyuan separated a thought, pointed his finger forward, and said, "Break it for me."

A huge flaming hand appeared from the top of the mountain.

All the means of attack above the altar collapsed and formed dense cracks, which swallowed all the attacks of the wild beasts into the blazing fire and dissolved them into nothingness.

With the Taotie Divine Fire, what Lu Mingyuan fears least is group attacks.

He can absorb these methods and turn them into his own strength.

Even if thousands of troops came, what could they do to him?

Immediately afterwards, Lu Mingyuan stretched out another finger and pointed at the group of wild beasts at the foot of the mountain, fully mobilizing the sword intent contained in his body.

The void trembled!

The already unstable space began to break apart.

Because the Longding Mountain Cave Heaven is intended to be transformed into a blessed land, the space inside is extremely unstable. If an extremely powerful existence mobilizes the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it will cause the space to collapse.

No one could have imagined that with Lu Mingyuan's strength.

It has reached such a level that a single move or gesture can cause the space here to collapse.

His strength is undoubtedly very close to that of a Martial Saint.

A Nine-Eyed Demon King who was in charge of the operation realized that something was wrong and shouted, "Use the ancestral artifact to freeze this world."

If Lu Mingyuan used his sword intent again to shatter the space and cause large-scale space collapse, then how serious a loss would the demon clan suffer?

A violent spiritual fluctuation was heard from the demon tribe, and then eighteen ancestral artifacts flew out, forming eighteen thick pillars of light. The surface of the ancestral artifacts emitted a dazzling light, like eighteen stars of different colors, distributed in eighteen different directions, fixing the space above the demon tribe.

The so-called ancestral artifacts are similar to the sacred relics of the human race. They are various ancient objects from the Middle Ages. After being refined by the big monsters, they become magic weapons to be driven.

The terrifying sword intent released by Lu Mingyuan caused the space to vibrate violently, forming circles of ripples.

Unfortunately, this attack did not shatter the space.

Because in Long Jian's hand, there was a crystal clear shadow orb.

Long Jian is not a man of courage but strategy. He came well prepared this time and has prepared many means to get the ascension platform.

Before that, we must get rid of this great enemy, Lu Mingyuan.

To the demon race, the Tianming Dynasty in Middle-earth is a huge threat, and Lu Mingyuan must not be allowed to continue growing.

"Swish."

The sound of breaking wind continued to ring out, and the eighteen ancestral artifacts flew in all directions, covering the entire altar.

Many monks from different dynasties were still gloating over other people's misfortune.

"It seems that the Great Yan Emperor can't hold on for much longer. His death can indeed buy us enough time to wait for the Dao Alliance to come to our aid."

“I didn’t expect that this Great Yan Emperor, who is so young, has such courage and bravery to face the throne.”

Just as many forces were sighing and lamenting, the demon tribe also roared to charge:

"kill!"

"Destroy the human emperor and devour his flesh and blood!"

Under the leadership of the Demon King, a large number of demon beasts gathered at the foot of the mountain, rushed through the sword energy boundary drawn by Lu Mingyuan with his sword, began to climb the mountain, and killed their way to the top of the mountain.

If it weren't for the mysterious power protecting the top of the mountain, it might have been trampled and collapsed.

Sui Yuqing, Yun Qinghe, Yang Zhaoyuan, the Saintess of Ziwei, the True Lord Taiwei, Qi Muxue, and many other Buddhist monks came to the direction of Lu Mingyuan. Facing the demons blocking their way and the murderous beasts, they showed no fear at all.

At the same time, outside the multiple dynasties, several streams of light rose up.

"Amitabha, today's Longding Mountain will not be the last pure land of the human race."

Jiang Shan from the Silver Frost Empire actually stood on Lu Mingyuan's side with a benevolent look.

A woman in a fire phoenix armor followed an old man with a sword on his back. She said heroically, "The Great Yan Dynasty has come a long way to help our Nanli Dynasty. How can I repay kindness with hatred?"

Princess Li Muwan of Nanli and Sword Saint of Nanli also took action.

"Forget it, let's put aside our past grudges today and fight against the demons together!"

Several twelfth-level martial arts priests of the Dawu Dynasty took a deep breath and stepped forward at the same time.

In addition to the above, there are also many military strategists, sword practitioners and Qigong practitioners who are willing to follow the Great Yan Emperor to resist the demon army.

Jiang Shan sent a message to Shenshu Bodhisattva: "Bodhisattva, the two of us will go deal with Gang Zhu, and the Eighth King Throne will be left to Senior Chess Saint."

"can."

Shenshu Bodhisattva, who had remained silent all this time, quickly nodded in agreement.

Two beams of light, one golden and one white, emitting vast Buddha light, shot up from the top of the mountain, flew into the clouds, dispersing the evil clouds in the sky and forming a golden and white Buddha cloud.

Shenshu Bodhisattva is a great cultivator of the thirteenth realm with extremely powerful strength, and Jiang Shan even used the golden body of merit and mobilized the power of the Buddha to temporarily improve his cultivation.

In addition, since they are attacking together, the power they unleash can increase several times, enough to compete with the Twelfth Throne.

"With you guys, do you dare to fight with me?"

Gang Zhu roared, and the big hand stretched out a black divine nail and slapped it at the two of them at the same time.

"The sea of ​​nothingness, the mighty golden dragon."

A shocking dragon roar sounded from Jiang Shan's body. Behind him, there appeared the shadow of a sitting Buddha. He clenched his hands into claws, which condensed into a golden claw print dozens of meters long, and then he struck out.

"Do no evil, and practice all good."

The spirit tiger under the Bodhisattva Shenshu turned into a giant as big as a mountain. It let out an angry roar and collided head-on with Gang Zhu's nine-foot divine nail.

After being hit twice, Gang Zhu stepped back. Then, he showed a look of doubt and had to re-examine the two people opposite him. The other party did have the strength to challenge him.

The chess master was sitting under a paulownia tree, his body motionless, but his fingers became afterimages on the chessboard.

"Left one, right two, life gate."

"Seven up, five left, dead end."

Just as the chess master was distracted by deducing the outcome of the battle, a mysterious light emanated from the depths of the altar and caught his attention.

"This breath is"

The center of the colorful glow is the altar that had been abandoned in the Middle Ages. At this moment, the grooves and scarlet blood on the altar are surging, emitting a sacred light.

The shadow of a stone platform slowly rises.

The chess master was extremely surprised. At the same time, he looked along the chessboard and saw a colorful aura extending from one corner of the chessboard to the center of the entire chessboard.

"Above the Guixu Silent Sea?"

"I see."

The chess master seemed to understand something, and he murmured:

"Everything is for the future of humanity."

"There must be something strange about this cave!"

(End of this chapter)