Gate of God

Since ancient times, people have belonged to social animals, and this kind of social group has also represented positions in many cases. For example: you can stand alone, but you can't go astray.

This is like an old woman being bullied by a few scorpions. If everyone is watching the excitement, then you will be in the crowd, and there will not be too much trouble if you say the last two sarcasm.

But if everyone works together to fight against the ground ruff, you can watch the excitement on the side, or say a few words like "You noisy dogs... eggs!"

Then basically your trouble will be big.

If it's a stormy punch, it will hit you, plus a few spitting foams. If heavier, it should basically throw you into the river, or let you know why the flowers are so red.

Lingyun Tower now...

Probably such an awkward situation.

Although Lingyun Tower, one of the five gates of the Sanctuary, has a lofty status, but when everyone is working together, you are watching the wall, and it will be a bit uncomfortable.

And this uncomfortable name is called, public outrage!

"Lordlord, what shall we do?" The red skirt woman who had been standing behind Qian Yu looked at the pair of unsightly eyes around her, and naturally felt a sense of crisis.

"Stinky boy, even I dare to count!" Qian Yu was obviously angry, but her anger seemed to be of no avail, because Fang Zheng's words had made her fall into the target.

Is it really necessary to be led by this stinky boy?

Of course, Qianyu is a little unwilling. After all, this is not just a matter of her face, but also the status of Lingyun Tower.

The reason is simple...

Because, after this step, if she sent several more disciples of Ling Yunlou to participate in this fight, she could no longer save Ling Yunlou's present embarrassing position.

After all, everyone will feel that Ling Yunlou is not really standing on the same front line with them, but has to be forced to participate.

How to do?

Thousands of thoughts flashed quickly in Qian Yu's mind, but these thoughts were quickly rejected by her again. Eventually, one thought was fixed in her mind.

But after the idea was finalized, Qianyu really had the urge to kill Fang Zhengzheng, but in order to preserve the prestige of Ling Yunlou, she had to do it again.

very angry!

But it must be pretended to be calm.

"A little Nangong Hao, so many ancestors and four of the five gates of the Sanctuary can't be won? Alas... The Sanctuary is not the same as before!" Qianyu stood up from the chair like a moon His eyes glanced around, and his body naturally revealed an arrogant breath.

Such an expression would naturally leave the surrounding disciples stunned for a while, and even Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others had a slight change in their faces.

After all, this is tantamount to accusing them of being useless.

"It's awful!"

"Obviously, I was afraid of the sacrifice of the disciples, but still said so straightforward?"

"That's right, Lingyun Tower is nothing more than that!"

The Zongmen disciples are not stupid. How can they not hear such mocking words.

But soon, their mouths were closed, because, behind Qianyu, the figure wearing long skirts had already come out one after another.

Lingyun Tower has always had a special status in the five gates of the Sanctuary.

This status is naturally not because all the female disciples are in the door of Lingyun Tower, but because Lingyun Tower has a powerful enough strength to tremble.

And now...

Dozens of Lingyunlou disciples came out, arranged neatly and in a consistent pace. When it was this momentum, they let them swallow back the words that came to their lips.

"To be honest, I really don't want to participate in this kind of melee fight for you. It's a disgraceful identity. You can all withdraw. I can take Nangong Hao with only one door of Lingyun Tower!" Qian Yu's voice again at this time It sounded indifferent, and there was a supreme domineering voice in his voice.

"..."

"Want not to participate in our melee?"

"Insulting identity?!"

The disciples around Zongmen became angry at once, but this kind of anger was different from the "hostility" just now, because the source of this anger was Ling Yunlou's arrogance.

But the fact is that Ling Yunlou's style of acting in the Sanctuary has always been extremely arrogant, so although his heart is angry, but there is no accident.

And, the most important thing is...

In everyone's mind, it quickly became clear that Ling Yunlou was not not working with them, but was disdain to join forces with them.

Angry, but helpless.

This is the state of mind of everyone.

"Auntie's trick is really brilliant!" Fang Zhengzhen's lips moved again, and at the same time, he blinked at Qian Yu, who was indifferent, and raised a thumb.

Qianyu naturally noticed Fang Zhengzheng's movements and lips, but he didn't pay any attention to Fang Zhengzheng. He just turned his head to the side and snorted coldly. Then, his eyes also looked up slightly, looking at floating Nangong Hao is surrounded by countless snow-white flowers in mid-air.

"Seven Stars Watching the Moon, burn everything!"

"Yes!" The dozens of Lingyunlou disciples who walked out heard Qian Yu's words and immediately responded in unison, and then quickly opened their positions.

Almost in an instant, dozens of Lingyunlou disciples also stood in eight positions, arranged with the Big Dipper seven stars, scattered and stood out seven "stars".

And directly above the stars, there is a round "Moon Moon".

In Qixing Wangyue, the point of attack is naturally concentrated on that round of "Moon Moon" composed of several women in red dresses, while the other seven stars are the source of power for the Moon.

"Buzz!" A soft whisper.

The flames of the sky rose and began to spread continuously from a star, almost instantly, lighting the bright moon directly above the seven stars.

Red as fire.

This is a red moon, full of flames.

The strong momentum made the surrounding Zongmen disciples unconsciously step back a few steps, and all the faces also showed expressions of shock and panic.

"Dozens of disciples are a kind of Tao!"

"Is this Lingyun Tower?"

"It really is the same as the legend, it is too strong!"

If the Zongmen disciples just now were a little bit angry about Qianyu's words, then now, when they see the scene in front of them, they naturally close their mouths obediently.

Have strength!

What's wrong with being arrogant?

"Old man Mu, everyone has come to the door. If you don't take out some real products, I'm afraid they will be laughed at. Fuxi Valley and Tiandao Pavilion are useless!" Mo Shanshi's eyes glanced at the burning red moon There is obviously obvious dissatisfaction in the expression.

After all, he is also dignified!

Wubi has already lost, and if he is looked down upon again in this battle, the disciples of Fuxi Valley will be difficult to raise their heads in the territory of the Holy Land in the future.

Without further hesitation, at the order of more than one hundred Fuxi Gu's disciples also came out. In front of these disciples, there were eight Fuxi Gu's elders.

"This allows the people in Lingyun Tower to see how our Fuxi Valley's formation is different from theirs!" Mo Shanshi did not wait for Mu Qingfeng to speak this time, and said directly again.

"Yes!" more than one hundred Fuxigu disciples responded immediately.

Then, more than one hundred Fuxigu disciples also moved, and each disciple showed a weapon like a "silver hook" on his hand.

"Ding Ding Ding!" After a burst of noise.

The silver hooks in the hands of more than one hundred Fuxigu disciples also hooked to each other, and then, using their bodies as the connection point, they began to spread out quickly.

"Buzz!" The silver flashed.

More than one hundred Fuxigu disciples moved rapidly, but it didn't mean to stop, but as they moved, the field was like a huge river, a huge river composed entirely of silver hooks. It looks like a silver dragon is swinging.

On the abdomen of the silver dragon, there are eight elders of Fuxi Valley standing, and each elder has a weapon like a sharp claw on his hand.

"Kill!" With a fight, more than a hundred disciples rushed into the sky angrily, rushing towards Nangong Hao like a giant silver dragon flying in the sky.

"Is this Fufu Valley's formation?"

"Is it too exaggerated? I always thought that the formations were all dead formations, but I didn't expect that the formation of Fuxi Valley... turned out to be a completely dynamic living formation?!"

"It's just amazing, can the formation be used like this?"

The disciples around Zongmen looked at this scene, and it was impossible to say that there was no shock at all, after all, this was the first time they saw this formation.

"Eight claws silver dragon array, let everyone laugh!" Mo Shanshi looked at the silver dragon rushing to the sky, and then looked at the standing Qianyu. The corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile, after all. , Playing in front of Fuxi Valley, this is a bit too despising.

"Alas..." Mu Qingfeng naturally saw Fu Xigu who was "first in the lead". His heart was bitter. With his mind, how could he not see that all of this was driven by integrity in the back.

But what can he do?

There is simply no way to stop it. Not only can it not be stopped, but it must be pretended to be completely unaware and keep up with it.

"One hundred and eight sword array!"

"Yes!"

With Mu Qingfeng's order, 108 disciples of Tiandao Pavilion also rushed out, each holding a long sword flashing in the cold light.

The sword moves, and the dragons are endless.

Just like the unceasing wave, a wave after wave of continuous pushing forward, each time pushing, there is a sensation of sword sent forward.

"A strong sword!"

"Tian Dao Ge really deserves to be the first sect to use sword as a weapon!"

"The strength of the five gates of the Holy Land is really not comparable to those of our sect..."

The disciples around Zongmen felt the powerful sharp sword after another. Naturally, they all gave way to the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion.

So far, three of the five gates in the Sanctuary have really taken out the genuine goods at the bottom of the box.

While looking at such a scene of Fang Zhengzheng, the smile is naturally more and more brilliant, after all, he likes to watch this passionate battle.

In one sentence, the image is...

It's real.

"Go on, what about the Yin and Yang Palace? The five gates of the Sacred Sanctuary? Dao Soul, Dao Xin, you two will not shrink their heads at this time? Let everyone take a look at the strength of your Yin and Yang Palace. !" Fang Zhengzhen shouted again without looking too serious.

"This guy is really abominable!" Dao Soon's fist was clenched at once, his body trembling, and his eyes also showed extremely cold light.

"It's really abominable, but we have no way out of it." Daoxin's tone was obviously calmer, but Sen Han in his eyes was obviously more exuberant.

"Did I have to listen to him in Yin Yang Palace?"

"From "goodness" it is like a stream, we are now from "goodness", beheading Nangonghao, in order to be the pattern of the world, and has nothing to do with Fang Zhengzheng.

"That's what I said!" Dao Soon nodded gently when he heard this, and then slowly stood up from the chair: "Yin and Yang poles! Life is Yang, death is Yin, and life and death poles open Yin and Yang Two doors!"

"Yes!" Eighty-eight Yin-Yang Temple disciples immediately stood up after hearing the words of the soul~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and laid a huge Yin-Yang picture at a very fast speed.

Spin!

As the yin and yang pictures continued to rotate, a bright light also spread out, covering the injured Zongmen disciples around them, immediately making those Zongmen disciples feel like spring breezes, and the wounds on their bodies were even more extreme. Fast recovery speed.

"Thank you, Dao Soul Palace Master for helping each other!"

"Thank you, Lord!"

Seeing the recovery of the injury on his body, the disciples of Zongmen naturally understood that the Yin and Yang Palace had shot, and all of them quickly thanked Dao Soul.

At the same time, the huge Yin-Yang map also turned again.

The dark and inky light rose into the sky, and turned into a black beam of light. On each beam of light, there was a very dark atmosphere.

"Dead black light beam!"

"Is this the black pillar of death in the Yin Yang Temple?"

"So strong!"

The disciples around Zongmen once again saw the black beam of light bursting out, as well as the eerie breath, and all of them also had a feeling of coldness behind them.

"Yin and Yang poles? The gate of life and death?" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes were also looking at the huge picture of Yang and Yin. However, in his eyes, what he saw was not just the black pillar of death.

It was a special flow route, flowing through each disciple of Yin-Yang Temple and continuously meeting each other, but it was mixed weirdly together.

"It's a little interesting!" Fang Zhengzhen's eyes lit up, then, instead of continuing to look, he looked at Jiudingshan's position.

Some coincidence is...

Jiu Dingshan's current master, Bai Fei, a young man standing directly in front of Jiuding Mountain, was looking at him at the same time, and his lips were still opening and closing gently, as if he was also speaking a certain lip word.