Gate of God

Yun Qingwu's plan is very simple, that is, to use the "cross-street mouse" of Fang Zhengzhi to stir the seemingly calm, but surging, surging lake in the sanctuary.

Because Yun Qingwu is very clear, although the five gates of the Sanctuary each have their own side in the Sanctuary, there are too many disputes over interests in the dark.

Founder is here.

Naturally, some disturbances will be stirred up, but these disturbances, at most, are some normal struggles among the disciples in the Five Gates, and at most, they rise to the level of elders.

Such a thing is not very common in the Holy Land, but in the final analysis, it is still only some contradictions and struggles between people, even if it is a bit chaotic, but there is not much problem. After all, the Holy The domain five gates can stand for thousands of years, and still have a certain amount of energy.

I want the five-door masters to fight...

Basically unlikely!

But once Fang Zhengzheng carried the ‘black box’ on his body, all of this would be different. The Tianshu Pavilion’s Tianshu Pool collapsed and the Nineth Heaven was destroyed. Such a thing cannot fail to spread throughout the Holy Land.

In this way, the integrity of the black box and the Heavenly Daoist Monument in the Sanctuary will naturally become the targets of the five gates of the Sanctuary.

At that time, any Zongmen's admission or capture of Fang Zhengzheng will definitely lead to contradictions, because Fang Zhengzhi has the Heavenly Dao Tablet on his body.

This is fundamental!

The Five Gates of the Sanctuary will not fight because of the contradiction between people, but once the matter involves the Heavenly Daoist Stele, and the Heavenly Daoist Stele found by the Founder in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, there are as many as nine pieces. Well, even the five-door masters cannot stay away.

This is Yun Qingwu's original plan.

Using Fangzheng as the "bait", the waters of the five gates of the Sanctuary were stirred up. Then, they pushed the waves in the dark and finally took advantage of the fishermen.

Of course, as Yun Qingwu said, there was a small accident in this plan.

Yan Xiu's life is dying.

In this case, Fang Zhengzhi made a decision that was unexpected by everyone and exchanged his life for Yan Xiu's first-line vitality.

In this way, the planned five-door competition will naturally not be realized.

However, Yun Qingwu is ultimately Yun Qingwu, even though the plan is not as she thought, but Yun Qingwu still has a way to realize the plan.

That is to enter Shili Daze.

The final result is not much different.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't die, not only did he die, he also severely wounded several elders in Jiudingshan, which also allowed Yun Qingwu to find another opportunity for breakthrough.

That is to use Jiuding Mountain as a breakthrough to tear up the alliance of the five gates of the Holy Land.

...

The sun is still bright, but the wind is cold.

Perhaps this cold does not come entirely from the wind on the mountain, but also some from the murderous and strong cold coming from Fang Zhengzhi.

For Yun Qingwu...

Fang Zhengzhi's heart has always been a bit complicated.

If Yun Qingwu is not a tired young master or a demon young emperor, then everything may not come to the present step, but in any case, this is a fact and cannot change the fact.

Different camps, it is impossible to be the same.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, ringing at the top of the **** tree, and the faint purple light flashed in the air, with three full, each bright as the sun.

The eyes of the ten tired elders were rounded at this moment.

They all know that Fang Zhengzheng is very strong, but, to such a degree, they still have some phenol-free. After all, Fang Zhengzhi is only 18 years old.

But whether they accept it or not, Fang Zhengqiang really suppresses them completely.

The monstrous and intense killing pressure was on their heads, and the three bright monster purple lights were a very fast speed to cut three openings in between them.

"Click!" The arm of a greasy elder was directly cut off by the strange purple light, and the bright red blood splashed on the white flowers on the **** tree.

And beside him, two other strange purple lights have blasted away the other two greasy elders. On the chests of those two greasy elders, there is a blood stain of bones.

One of the greasy elders fell directly to the ground. The golden devil's eyes split from the middle, and the crystal-like liquid slowly flowed out.

A sword!

Two injuries and one death!

Such a sharp sword, even the demon emperor Baizhi can not do, because this sword, Fang Zhengzhi is a sword cut by ten greasy elders at the same time.

Of course, Fang Zhengzhi's body was also stained with blood.

A greasy elder took advantage of the moment Fang Zhengzhi rushed around and went back to Fang Zhengzheng, patting Fang Zhengzheng's back.

Another greasy elder, in a weird posture, with a strange weapon like a moon hook in his hand, hooked a blood on the square leg of his right leg.

But to the surprise of the tired elders, Fang Zhengzhi didn't seem to care too much, and even took advantage of the palm that the tired elder shot in his back, forcibly broke the defense of ten tired elders with his body.

Such a scene is fast.

It's almost time to let the holy realm strongmen and Zongmen brothers below have not fully seen, but they still probably saw a greasy elder fall on the spot.

"Good... so strong!"

Whether it is the Holy Realm or the Zongmen disciples, even the demon kings now have their eyes rounded, and such a thought rises in their hearts at the same time.

Facing the ten elders...

A sword broke!

What a horrible thing!

But all this did not seem to end because Fang Zhengzhi had stabbed out the invisible sword in his hand after hitting the greasy elders.

"Yin!" The clear sword chanted again.

Just like a flying purple dragon swooping down, with an unmatched powerful killing intent, the purple sword light has already fallen in the moment it lights up.

From the beginning to the end, there is no time to blink in the middle.

This is the ultimate sword!

The goal of this sword is naturally Yun Qingwu. In the gap between the greasy elders, Founder quickly and quickly produced a sword that pierced Yun Qingwu's heart.

"It seems... this time you really want me to die..." Yun Qingwu's eyes looked at the purple sword thorn piercing her, and her body trembled inexplicably.

There is no retreat, and there is even no dodge and defense.

Yun Qingwu quietly looked at the purple swordman's thorn, and there was a struggling expression in his expression who wanted to seek relief.

"Poof!" Jianguang pierced his body with a splash of blood.

It's just that it wasn't Yun Qingwu who stabbed, but a greasy elder who stood up out of thin air and blocked his body directly in front of Yun Qingwu.

It can be seen that this greasy elder has a kind of pain on his face, but in this pain, there is also a kind of joy and joy.

"Fang Zhengzheng, you are strong, but you can't kill the young master!" The mouth of the greasy elder overflowed with blood, and his hands held the innocent sword pierced into the middle of his chest.

His speed is not as fast and straight. Similarly, he can't stop the sword that is extremely fast and straight, but he can grab the sword with his hand.

Because, after the sword pierces into his body, no matter how fast the sword can move, then his hand can naturally catch the sword in his right hand.

Fang Zheng's hand stopped.

The reason is, of course, that the innocent sword was grasped by the greasy elder in front of him. The two palms, like the iron chain, were tightly attached to the invisible sword.

This is a will, a will to guard.

From the eyes of the greasy elder, Fang Zhengzhi saw a joy, the joy that overflowed after guarding the important people.

Moreover, the most important thing is that there are strong winds in his left and right ears, and soon, very close, blowing his ears with some pain.

"Ah!!!" Fang Zhengzhen's mouth let out a long roar, and at the same time, he pedaled on the chest of the greasy elder in front of him. The blood splattered again. It was the blood that splashed after the two swords cut off two palms. .

"Boom!"

In the position where Fang Zhengzhi was just now, there were four or five rays of light rising, some from bottom to top, and some from bottom to bottom.

Four or five rays of light collided, sending out huge waves.

This is naturally an attack made by several other tired elders while Fang Zheng stopped, and every attack made people feel terrible.

Founder directly evaded these attacks.

Because, when he was pedaling on the chest of the greasy elder, his body also flew a full distance toward the back by two steps.

"Punch!" The greasy elder with his sword fell to the ground.

However, several other greasy elders were completely gathered together, protecting Yun Qingwu's death behind him, and each greasy elder's face had a kind of perseverance.

As the elder in the status of tiredness, second only to the devil...

When it comes to seniority, each of them is not under Yun Qingwu, and even when Yun Qingwu sees them, they still have to respectfully give the gift first.

However, none of them backed away, and even the two greasy elders who had fallen on the ground had no trace of remorse and fear.

Because they guard Yun Qingwu.

The hope of the tired future family is also the only hope that the two demons can join forces again.

Then, all statuses are no longer important.

They can die.

However, Yun Qingwu cannot.

"Fangzheng, you can't kill the young master, even if you kill ten of us, you can't kill the young master!" The voices of the tired elders are very neat, and the expression on his face is more firm and true.

"Roar!"

"Ao..."

"Fang Zhengzheng, if you want to kill the young emperor, you must kill us first!"

When the voices of the greasy elders sounded, the voices of dozens of demon kings also quickly came out, there were beast roars, and some people said.

Then, dozens of demon kings moved.

Like the overwhelming torrent, he rushed straight towards Fangzheng. Each demon king's speed was extremely fast, and each demon king's eyes also had a kind of perseverance.

This is a very sudden scene,

Suddenly, the Holy Realm strongmen and Zongmen disciples were unable to react to the point.

Because, when the demon emperor Baizhi suffered a crisis and was robbed by Mu Qingfeng and Fang Zhengzhi and others, the demon kings did not act like this now.

However, when Yun Qingwu was in danger, they all moved, no longer concerned about the entanglement with the Holy Realm strongmen, and all rushed towards Fangzheng.

"Why?"

"Isn't Yun Qingwu even more important than the demon emperor Bai Zhi in the hearts of the demon kings?"

The Holy Realm strongmen and Zongmen disciples were momentarily confused.

However, soon, they understood that this has nothing to do with the importance of importance. What really matters is that Yun Qingwu's current identity.

As strong as a demon clan, but trapped in ten miles of Daze by humans, he can't walk out all day long, and can only be accompanied by the mist that permeates Daze all the year round.

Such a life day after day, year after year, where is the future of the demon race?

Yun Qingwu changed all this.

In other words, only Yun Qingwu can change all this.

Leading the Yaozu out of Shili Daze and re-establishing the strong alliance of the 2nd Yaojie, the victory over and over again, let the Yaozu see the same hope.

So, how can they destroy hope?

"Fangzheng, do you understand now? It's not that I don't want to die under your sword, but your sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It won't kill me at all!" Yun Qingwu's voice is in the greasy elders Behind him, it sounded a little bland, but there was a sigh from the heart.

"Smelly, don't be stunned, get started!"

"Kill Yun Qingwu, we will help you!"

Mo Shanshi and Yan Yin's voice rang at this time.

At the same time as the two's voices sounded, a silver-white ray of light also fell, with a very fast speed, in the middle of the ten elders.

It is Qianyu!

Qianyu never spoke at all.

However, the double swords in her hands had been stabbed in the chest of a greasy elder lying in front of Yun Qingwu. The cold wind blew through, blowing the silvery white dress on Qianyu's body.

Fang Zheng's hand holding the innocent sword was tight again at this moment.

A glance at the greasy elders in front of him, another glance at the demon kings who had already rushed up below, and the demon emperor angelica who was rushing towards him quickly above the head.

Everything is telling him that it is really difficult to kill Yun Qingwu.

But what about this?

Even if it doesn’t seem to kill, you still have to give it a try. After all, maybe it’s for the still unconscious Yan Xiu, or maybe for the severely injured Chi Guyan, the unawakened Pingyang, or the bottom is still fighting desperately, Wu Yu'er, whose strength is ordinary.

Beside him, there are many people, the Holy Upper Lin Mubai, the wise king Lin Yun, the dying Nangongmu, as far away as Da Xia's punishment for distant countries, as well as the firm future Qing Qingsui in the town state government.

and also……

A place to raise him, Beishan Village!

There was a mother of his life, and an honest father.

No matter what.

Fang Zhengzhi felt that at least he still had to try again.

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