Fang Xuan stood on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the place where Huang Tian disappeared, a little dazed.

Now it seems that although it is not known whether the senior who was seen in the center of the blessed land at that time is related to Di Jun, the Huangtian just now is still the same as that person, temporarily existing in this strange world with a wisp of martial arts thought.

“Such a strong and extraordinary charm, I wonder if it can elevate me to the level of a Valkyrie!”

Fang Xuan glanced around without looking for a particular place, and came to a strange rock in the center and sat cross-legged.

He had just broken through to the extraordinary realm, and his foundation was not yet solid. He had completed all other preparations, but the five years were getting shorter and shorter. At this moment, he only had one goal left, which was to improve his strength even more!
hum!
As the hand seal rotated, colorful rays of light slowly emanated from Fang Xuan's body, and the yin and yang energies diffused out from the Dantian Qi Sea.

Fang Xuan's spirit slowly floated out from the palace above his head, like a jade-like miniature version of Fang Xuan, with patches of light blue light shining on it, filled with spiritual brilliance.

Then, in the distant sea of ​​clouds, endless extraordinary charm gathered into a huge vortex, which suddenly appeared above Fang Xuan's head, transforming into countless pure extraordinary charms, flowing into Fang Xuan's soul like tassels.
Emperor Daqian has been in seclusion for many years and finally came out!
This news quickly spread throughout the entire Kyushu world, sweeping across the Kyushu martial arts. All major forces and the martial arts world, after a brief calm following the battle with the evil demons in Shangjing City, became boiling again.

Now that the world is divided into three parts, everyone knows that the final battle for the throne of Kyushu will be in the upcoming holy war.

As for who will win in the end, everyone is watching and expecting.

In Yuezhou, among the 100,000 mountains in the center, there stands a majestic palace. Above the palace, there is a sense of oppression that is as real as a surging tide, stirring up the clouds and winds in the sky.

Several barbarian witch gods walked on the floor which was piled with ancient and heavy black boulders. The mysterious and obscure runes were like eyes hidden in the darkness, emitting a cold dark light, which made people feel fear unconsciously.

Although they are all witch gods and have the highest status and power in the entire barbarian tribe except for the barbarian king and the elders, they do not want to step into this place that makes them feel uncomfortable unless they have to.

At the end of the hall is a throne made of a huge bone, with a black dragon head hanging on it.

As everyone appeared, an eerie cold wind blew in from somewhere in the hall, as if a dormant prehistoric beast was ready to move.

A thick atmosphere of solemnity and murder filled the entire hall. The torches all around emitted an eerie, dark blue light, struggling and swaying in the wind.

"coming."

A low sound, like the low roar of some terrifying beast.

"Emperor!"

Several witch gods bowed respectfully, then looked up and looked around the hall.

On the stone pillars of the wall, among the inlaid monster heads, there were blue flames burning, illuminating the entire hall.

Puyang Rongxuan was already standing on the left side of the hall, leaning on a bone staff and looking down solemnly.

Sitting on the stone benches that had been cold for hundreds of years were many barbarians wearing animal skins. They were all leaders of various barbarian tribes.

I came here today at the summons of the Barbarian Emperor.

On the steps piled with bones, the Barbarian King was sitting on the throne.

His figure was as big as a mountain, like an unshakable towering peak. His bronze skin had a metallic luster, as if it was made of the hardest rock in the world, and every texture was engraved with traces of time and battles.

Especially his pair of deep black eyes, like burning red flames, hot and wild, revealing an endless domineering aura, as if they could burn everything in the world to ashes. These eyes had frightened countless enemies on the battlefield. His long hair, like steel needles, stood upright, wantonly draped over his broad shoulders, like black flames dancing wildly in the wind.

"How are the preparations going?" The Barbarian King spoke softly, his dull voice sounded like the roar of a wild beast, making the entire hall appear to have a murderous aura out of nowhere.

In the hall, everyone looked towards Puyang Rongxuan, and then Puyang Rongxuan's old and serious voice echoed in the hall.
"Your Majesty, Daqian has sent several secret letters. Now Fang Xuan has occupied the most fertile territory in Jiuzhou. Wei Dan is obviously unable to sit still."

After the voice fell, the leaders below the seat began to speak:

"Emperor, elders, if that's the case, then let's fight!"

"My 60,000 barbarian warriors are already prepared. We must slaughter all of Zhongzhou in this battle and take back everything our tribe has lost!"

The crowd was excited, while several witch gods slowly sat to one side, sitting quietly as if nothing had happened. As the strongest fighting force of the barbarians except the barbarian king, they just fought!

The Barbarian King, who had not spoken for a long time, gently turned his head and looked at Puyang Rongxuan, "Rongxuan, what do you think?"

Puyang Rongxuan hesitated for a moment and said affirmatively: "This battle must be fought, there is no doubt about it. Although the Dayang Dynasty has been completely destroyed, the glory of our clan hundreds of years ago must be restored in this battle."

"only."

As he spoke, he looked up at the Barbarian King and said, "Although Daqian has joined forces with my tribe to attack Fang Xuan, what should we do after we destroy Fang Xuan?

There are no eternal friends in this world, and I don’t trust Wei Dan.

I am worried that before Fang Xuan is completely wiped out, Daqian will stab us in the back. Such mean behavior has been deeply imprinted in the bones of the people of the Central Plains! "

After Puyang Rongxuan finished his analysis, the hall suddenly fell silent.

Everyone is eager to fight.

Bloodthirstiness and warlikeness are the nature of barbarians!
But no one wants to be stabbed in the back by an ally for no reason!
After a moment, the Barbarian King nodded and said, "This matter does require a foolproof plan. Rong Xuan, you will be fully responsible for the southward journey.

Pass the order down, have the warriors of each tribe intensify their training, and prepare for sacrifices, praying for the protection of the gods of heaven and earth."

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Barbarian King moved lightly and completely disappeared in the hall.

Several leaders under the seat said to Puyang Rongxuan: "Elder, the Daqian Dynasty and the Dragon Whale Army are no match for our barbarian warriors! Once we gather our strength, we will surely defeat them and unify the nine provinces!"

At this time, in front of Pantai Pass, Fang Li stood on the city wall, looking at the busy scene in the city, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

Emperor Daqian came out of retreat, knowing full well that the upcoming decisive battle would be a crucial battle that would determine life and death.

Sikong Jihuai came forward and said softly, "General Fang, neither the Daqian Dynasty nor the Barbarians can be underestimated. The generals have already discussed the final decisive battle strategy. When the Barbarians and Daqian send troops, Zhongzhou and Yanzhou will be the first to be caught in a tough battle. We can use the geographical advantage to set up multiple lines of defense."

"As for how to fight this battle, it still depends on General Fang's planning."

Fang Li nodded slightly, his eyes firm: "Just do as you say."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and continued to ask, "Is there still no news about my brother?"

It has been several months since Fang Xuan went to Yanzhou.

These few months seemed to have disappeared. Although everyone knew that Fang Xuan must be in seclusion, the war was approaching and everyone was particularly worried.

Sikong Jihuai shook his head, then nodded and said, "Senior Lingxi was found at the foot of a mountain in Yanzhou today, seriously injured.

At that time, Commander Fang and Senior Yu Lingxi went to Yanzhou together."

Hearing this, Fang Li's heart suddenly tightened, and he asked hurriedly: "What! What happened?"

Sikong Jihuai shook his head and said, "Senior Lingxi said that they entered a special space and fought with an ancient strongman. Although he was unconscious in the end, he met Commander Fang before waking up. Commander Fang should be safe.

Miss Pu asked for a fortune-teller and found out there is no danger!"

Fang Li heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"Let the armies of Zhongzhou and Yanzhou prepare for war first, and ask Elder Zhao to come to me."

"This battle should be fought with warriors as the main force, and military strategy as the auxiliary force. The major martial arts sects affiliated with our Lingjing Army should also contribute for their own inheritance!" (End of this chapter)

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