Come to The Peak

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Luo Yu opened the jade box, which contained a small white book.

Open the small book, which is full of silk show handwriting.

"In March, Luo Yu became king, and the gap between me and him also grew. What should I do? I still want to be the moonlight guarding him. Now I can only look at his back and can't help him."

"Fingering to kill the world, there will be a turmoil in the future. Luo Yu will definitely go on behalf of Zongmen. No, I am not strong enough to help him. I will go to the secret retreat tomorrow and impact the King of War"

"Princess Chu of the country Chu is also his lover. Oh, also, a man like him is only worthy of a princess. Luo Yu, Luo Yu, when this idiot can understand my feelings for you?"

"After the troubled times, he became the first warlord in troubled times, and I'm really happy for him, but I didn't seem to help him any more, hey ... maybe he'll soon forget my existence ..."

The small book is all about a big event about Luo Yu. She sighed, worried, excited, and happy. Like a diary, Luo Yu turned over, and the crystalline liquid finally fell on the small book. , Wet the silk handwriting.

"Sister ..."

Luo Yu had a cramp in her heart, spit on the jade table with a spit of pain, lay weakly on the bed, curled up, and sobbed silently, holding her head like a child who had lost her favorite toy.

He did not shed tears when he was charged with a human sin, and he was not desperate when Qing Er was taken away. He believed that he could bring Qing Er back.

However, the endurance of a person's heart is ultimately limited. Luo Yu's questioning heart is as strong as iron, but that is martial arts. He is a flesh-and-blood person in terms of emotion.

Lin Sheng was gone, the big palm was gone, Qinger was taken away, and the brothers were separated, and now it was as cold as frost for him, and Luo Yu's emotions could not be suppressed.

Who said that the iron-blooded man did not burst into tears, but his scars were not enough. He was also a human being. After all, it was not Shura who had no feelings and only knew about fighting and killing.

Outside the cold window, a shadow of Qian Ying looked at him sobbing, his heart was like a knife cut, Ruolan leaned out the window and silently wept and wept.

This road, who is not trying to survive with a smile, and those tears and bitterness, just hidden behind you when you can't see.

After a long time, Luo Yu got up, evaporated the tears on her face, and her eyes were filled with fighting spirit and radiance.

He has to work harder, to reach a higher peak, because his life has been exchanged for life by many people, because he is now the Supreme Master of the Heavenly Sect, the spiritual leader of his disciples, he is not strong, What about Zongmen disciples?

People, living is also a responsibility.

Luo Yu sorted out everything in the room, took away the ice sculpture villain, and went to Yingling Valley with incense and paper, and the memorial service was as cold as frost.

Another month later, Zixia Tianzong was celebrated with bright lights everywhere. From time to time, streamers flew from the air with horror.

The emcee reported the names of the big brothers, "The Lord of the Nine Spirits is here!"

"The Lord of Treasures is here!"

"The Four Sea Sovereigns come to congratulate!"

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Everyone who can make the emcee name, at least they are the Emperor Wuhuang, at least the entire Qin Empire, all the first-rate power lords, and nearly twenty Emperor Wuhuang powerfuls, all gathered in the Zixia Tianzong.

There are hundreds of people at the level of Wuwang.

As for the smart martial arts, that is countless.

There is only one thing to come to Zixia Tianzong today, congratulations to Luo Yu for his success.

Today is also the ceremony of Luo Yu's emperor, officially becoming the day of Qinglongzun.

Eighteen thousand Zixia Tianzong disciples stood neatly in the central square of Zixia Peak, divided into eight squares, representing Jinmu Shuihutulei Bingzi Purple Peak.

Tens of thousands of people in Guanlilai are in another area.

Many of these 180,000 people are new disciples recruited after the end of the troubled times. They are young, but all grew up listening to his legend.

"Woo ..."

Suddenly, a long ceremonial horn sounded, followed by a roar.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

On the eight peaks, a bunch of colorful fireworks were released, and beams of light soared into the sky, forming a spiralling dragon, flying in the colorful sky, looking shocking.

In the empty space in front of the 180,000 disciples, the red and blue sky and earth's vitality suddenly surged, condensing into layers of red and blue staircases that merged with red and blue.

And he was wearing a purple robe with a blue dragon on his robe, black hair like silk, starbrows and starbrows, and his cheeks were carved like knives with sharp edges.

In the limelight, he walked on his own hands and stepped on the red and blue stairs step by step.

The 180,000 disciples below are all looking at the youth enthusiastically, stepping up the stairs and walking towards the Qinglong Temple.

He has practiced martial arts for less than 50 years and is not as old as many old disciples, but he has created a height that others cannot reach for hundreds of years.

When he first entered the school, he was the first disciple of the new disciple. With the awkward physique of water and fire, he broke the shackles that could not be hidden for thousands of years.

As a new disciple, he founded the current legend of Zixia, asked the summit, and created a group of Dawu and Wuwang for Zongmen.

Within five years of entering the sect, he asked the peak of the Zixia Monument.

There is also a record of Dawu Cut King.

Ten years of troubled times, thousands of kings fought, hundreds of kings fought, he was the overlord of blood slaughtering millions, defeated the undefeated myth of the first and third hundred years of Wuwang list, Xiang Yu became the first king of war, and was hailed as the first king of eternity !!

Eight veteran Emperor Wuhuang powerfuls encircled Tianzong for the world tree species. When the sect door was in danger, he returned to the emperor. With powerful combat power, he killed two successful Emperors of Wuhuang, and then killed three Emperor Emperors.

One person destroyed the five emperors, creating one of the ten peerless military emperors in his continent, the noble reputation of the sword emperor!

This piece of legendary creation was written as a biography in the folk and passed into a ballad.

It's not that the mainland has no evil, but his brilliance is too bright.

Luo Yu finally walked the last step, holding up his sleeves, sitting on the throne behind him, looking down at tens of thousands of people.

The two figures stood respectfully behind Luo Yu. One was the Emperor Wuhuang of the werewolf family, and the wolf emperor Xiaotian in a white robe.

And another burly burly man, demon queen and tiger minister.

Both of them are now subdued by Luo Yu.

"Meet the Palm!"

Suddenly, the 180,000 Zixia Tianzong disciples roared loudly, their eyes were frantic, Qi Qi knelt on one knee, and stared at the figure scorchingly.

"Congratulations to the Emperor!"

Tens of thousands of people who watched rituals stood up and saluted respectfully. One of the forces was the Emperor Wu Qin, the emperor of Qin State, and the worst was also agile.

Luo Yu looked at the figure of tens of thousands of people who bowed down, and her heart rose with a sense of affection.

In the past, he said that he wanted to ask Ding Dingfeng, that if he could not be crushed on this day, the earth would not be able to destroy him, and no one would humiliate him. Now he is approaching this goal step by step.