Juntian map

In the spring of the 36th year of Dayan, the weather in March was still very cold, and the world was filled with heavy snow, and everything seemed to be frozen.

There were pedestrians vaguely rushing through the streets of Yandu, hawkers were busy collecting stalls, and even inns closed their doors and windows... Only a deep back, standing alone in the snow, standing on the wall of the Bailou Gate.

Looking into the distance!

He is the lord of the Yan Empire, Yan Bailou.

The capital under his feet is named after him, so it is often called Bailou Gate.

The flying goose feathers were gathering behind him, and a figure walked out of the snow and stood respectfully behind Yan Bailou.

I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but the feather on his right shoulder of the sparrow-armored cloak was extremely conspicuous.

It is a sign, a sign that symbolizes dignity and authority.

The people of Yan Kingdom are proud of this symbol of possession.

Below one person, above ten thousand people.

Although few people have seen his true face, in this Yandu City, it is like everyone knows Yan Bailou. The name of Luo Ling, the leader of Yan Ling Guard, well confirms this sentence.

"The soul comes out of his body and turns into a snow. Luo Ling, your cultivation is already at the peak of the Spiritual Orifice Realm, right?" The emperor Yan Bailou still looked into the distance, as if he could see his commander in the heavy snow all over the sky.

The same as the mountains and rivers.

"Yes! You can just wait for the disaster to be explored!"

The world's practice is in the six-character gate.

Wudi, enter the soul, clash with wisdom, wonderful way, primordial spirit, spiritual orifice, transformation of disaster, divine lead, and heaven.

No one has reached the realm of Zhoutian for thousands of years. Under Zhoutian, gods are called saints and transform into tribulation and become honored.

The Luo Ling Ling Lingji realm is perfect. Once you can spy on the fate and transform it, you can reach the same level as the Emperor.

"Now there is a mission that you need to complete. After the triumph, I will help you spy on the disaster in your destiny..."

Luo Ling waved his sparrow armor and cloaked down on one knee: "I will die, never refuse!"

"The secret report came from Zhongzhou, and the Juntian map reappeared. I want you to take action personally and seize the Tiantu."

...

Luo Ling took on this task.

From the moment he received the order, he seemed to have seen the disaster in his destiny.

The emperor's destiny has always been done by him and his brothers.

This time, the emperor did not inform Yan Lingwei of any one, but he was the only one.

This is obvious for Luo Ling, who often walks at the intersection of night and daytime.

Because Juntiantu has disappeared for five hundred years.

From the moment the Demon Sect was destroyed, it evaporated from the earth.

It was rumored that the battle was divided into seven parts.

Five hundred years later, Luo Ling went to search for one of them.

For him, no matter whether this mission succeeds or fails, it will inevitably lead to death.

The disaster has not lasted forever! The disaster has been around forever!

Perhaps when he handed over the heavenly map to the hands of the emperor, it was the time for him to transform into a disaster.

Everyone in the world is born with a disaster.

The most direct way to resolve disasters is to deal with disasters!

If a person dies, he will be gone!

...

The Great Yan Empire dominated the east of the sky and rushed back to Yandu from Zhongzhou, the heart of the world. Even if Luo Ling in Lingqiao Realm traveled thousands of miles a day, it would take at least one month.

He fulfilled his mission and obtained the goal of heaven.

Now is the time for him to come back to his death.

He couldn't care about the countless scars all over his body. What he needed most now was to race against time.

As long as he can successfully present the things in the red sandalwood brocade box behind him to the emperor, he will have no regrets even if he dies.

The frozen thousands of miles, the rainy nights are continuous... He is walking a very secret path, but he still cannot get rid of those plunderers.

Those people were like shadows, and they started viciously.

I have been following Zhongzhou, and hundreds of thousands of miles away are always performing assassinations and sneak attacks. I am so crazy that there are no rules at all!

Even if Luo Ling's cultivation is perfect in the spiritual orifice realm, he cannot withstand the entanglement and struggle day and night.

What's more, it is easy to avoid open guns, but difficult to prevent hidden arrows.

What's more, there are too many legends about Tiantu.

In a month, Luo Ling finally arrived at the territory of Dayan with her tired and seriously injured body.

He could not remember how many life-and-death battles he had experienced, nor could he remember who was intercepting them halfway. He only knew that from the moment Tiantu succeeded, the whole world seemed to be standing by him.

The opposite of the world, the whole world, is fighting against him...

The bonfire in the forest made a crackling sound, and Luo Ling sat next to the fire, quietly watching the fire without healing.

It seems to be waiting for something.

He seemed to see his family in the fire.

I saw his thirteen-year-old son.

His hometown is Luohe County, Yanguo, and Luohe County is his root.

His son is named Luo Changfeng, and he is a very outstanding boy.

Since childhood, Luo Changfeng has never let him down. He knows that this time, he will not...

In the dark sky, three dazzling stars suddenly flashed. The stars seemed to cross hundreds of millions of galaxies, falling from the sky, with a brilliance of light.

The tired Luo Ling looked away calmly, looked at the figures gradually condensed from the starlight, and held the Youlong Han Gun, muttering three words: "Jing Tianxing!"

He is indeed waiting for something, what he is waiting for is death!

Three middle-aged figures walked out of the falling starry light.

With the illumination of the stars, they looked a little young. At least compared to Luo Ling, who has been covered in blood and has been running through hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, looking younger. Even if their real age is almost the same.

One of them was wearing a brown and foot cloak, with long sleeves hidden in the robe. If it weren't for the jade belt on the waist carving the twelve star emblems of the Sutra Heaven that revealed its identity, people would have easily overlooked this appearance in the crowd.

Very similar, but extremely ordinary brother and sister.

In front of the brother and sister was a middle-aged man with a sharp aura. He was wearing soft armor, his eyebrows were like swords, and the slight sword mark between his left eyebrows made him look majestic.

The three of them looked very clean, cleaner than Luo Ling.

The three of them have similar cultivation levels, and are at the same level as Luo Ling.

Yes, in order to express their determination to seize the Heavenly Map, the Eight Hundred Sects dispatched three powerful people from the Spiritual Octopus realm, or strong people among the twelve stars.

"I didn't expect that the twelve stars of the sutras that were famous all over the world have already appeared. It seems that the eight hundred sects are determined to win the things in this brocade box!"

Luo Ling looked at the middle-aged man with marks on his left eyebrow and said calmly.

"I think the whole world will be moved by being able to compete for the map of Zhoutian. I believe you have expected the appearance of the three of us, otherwise you wouldn't have waited here." The middle-aged man with marks on his left eyebrow was as cold as ever.

"Hahaha..." Luo Erchang smiled, "Although the eight hundred sects gathered in great power, they are not necessarily more suitable to keep this picture than the emperor. Besides, several people have seen this trouble, even if it is eight hundred,

The statue of the sect may not be able to bear the crazy heart of the whole world to covet this thing!"

"As long as you hand over the brocade box behind you, you won't have to worry about this..." said the middle-aged man with a wounded left eyebrow.

"Even if you kill me, you may not get it..." Luo Ling said.

"Haha...I will take it from your body." The middle-aged man with a wounded left eyebrow smiled sinisterly.

...

Three powerful men from the Spiritual Orb Realm joined forces, which is a lifeless death for Luo Ling.

It was not until the moment he fell that he clearly saw his disaster.

"It turns out that the twelve stars in the Sutra are the disasters I have fallen into!"

Luo Ling fell beside the fire, and the red sandalwood brocade box fell out of his body and opened it, but it was empty!

Empty!