Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 Yuanmeng Grassland.

　　 North of the Helan Mountains.

　　 is the famous Golden Tent King Court.

　　 The plains are vast and endless, making the world extremely vast.

　　 A stream of black torrents surround the Helan Mountain Range, which is like a god-like shore.

　　 That was the elite cavalry of the Yuan and Meng dynasty.

　　 Iron Buddha!

　　 Both men and horses are all heavily armored, only a pair of murderous indifferent eyes leaking out.

　　The weapons are heavy carbine and iron bones, cast from fine iron, heavy and unusually heavy.

　　 I want to wave it, very laborious.

　　 Only the mortal martial artist who accepts totem power or Tantric empowerment can wear a heavy armor of several hundred catties.

　　 used such a weapon to charge and kill the enemy.

　　 This black torrent, like a steel fortress, once roared and roared, almost no one could stop it.

　　 The five- and six-fold warriors of the mortal realm are caught in it, and when they are hit, they will all die.

　　Therefore, there is often a saying in Middle-earth China that "barbarians are dissatisfied with tens of thousands, and are invincible."

　　 In the central place guarded by the Iron Float, there is a large white hairy hunting and hunting maneuver.

　　 There is a blood-stained head inserted on it, and his eyes are round, with fear and anger hidden, as if he can't stare at it.

　　 That is the leader of the wind ministry, Wu Longchi.

　　 This person is a seven-layer dragon elephant warrior in the Mortal Realm, with a powerful physique to fight Thunder Python with bare hands.

　　 has always been regarded as the number one warrior on the grassland.

　　 But now, his head is hung on the white-haired big bow that symbolizes the supreme majesty and power of the King of Khan.

　　 continued to look down, and dozens of large flags were surrounded by heads.

　　There are Fengbu, Shanbu, Hungarian, Rong and so on.

　　 If you carefully identify them, you will find that they are all famous tribal leaders and powerful warriors.

　　 didn't know what kind of major event happened that caused so many tribal leaders to be killed, and they hang their heads in public.

　　 The Yuan Meng dynasty was essentially a loose empire formed by the convergence of various tribes, maintaining a unified military and political governance system.

　　 Under King Khan, there is a prime minister who is in charge of political affairs.

　　There are also King Zuo Xian and King Right Xian, who control the two large courtyards in the north and south.

　　 This generation of King Chiwuhan had the vision of a wolf swallowing the moon on his birth day.

　　 from the small head corner, showing extraordinary things.

　　 When he was four or five years old, he was able to draw a big bow with horns, with great strength and great courage.

　　 Later, his father died in a hunt.

　　 King Chiwuhan received the news first, and took the lead, summoning all the brothers to gather in the golden tent, and kill them all.

　　 then made an alliance with Yelvhongcai, the leader of the Liao clan and the king of the South Campus.

　　 suppressed the leaders of the major tribes, just ascended to the throne of King Khan.

After 　　 held the great power, he secretly colluded with the Imamong Palace of Maha, and named Ba Si Ba as the emperor teacher.

　　 Vigorously promote Tantra and build temples.

　　 This weakened the two large courts in the north and south, the Yelu and Wanyan tribes, and greatly consolidated their dominant position.

　　 For this thirty-something Khan King, the outside world judges him to be a generation of heroes, with flexible and tough wrists, and a pioneering spirit.

　　 At noon, the scorching sun is clear.

　　 A black shadow rushed into the black torrent of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, like pebbles floating in the water.

　　 quickly passed through a white tent and came to the largest and most beautiful golden tent.

　　 That is the residence of King Chiwuhan.

　　 occupies a vast area, like a huge palace.

　　 is dragged by five thunder snakes and eighteen dragon horses.

　　 The inner lining is magnificent, and the top is inlaid with various gems, reflecting the brilliance of the sun.

　　 is so dazzling that it is difficult to look directly at it.

　　 Like the Chiwu Khan king who ruled the grasslands, he was famous and brilliant as the sun.

　　 The black horse raised his front hoof and stopped dozens of steps away from the golden tent.

　　The middle-aged man sitting on it tightened his reins and stood still like a mountain.

　　 He threw out his whip and made a blast in mid-air, angrily said:

　　 "Go away! Blind your eyes! Do you even dare to stop this king?"

　　The person who stood in the way was a tens of thousands of households. The other party was wearing a heavy iron armor. Those indifferent eyes looked at the Great Southern Court of Yuanmeng Dynasty and said lightly:

　　 "The King Yelu, before King Khan summoned him, broke into the golden tent without permission and made loud noises, it was a capital crime."

　　 The middle-aged man showed a look of astonishment, as if he did not expect that a humble household would dare to teach himself the Yuan Meng law.

　　 His face was even more angry, he yelled at the dog minion, waved his horse whip, and flicked it.

　　 Even though these years, King Chiwu Khan completely suppressed the North and South courtyards.

　　 It was decided in one word, and the majesty became more and more grand.

　　 As the King of the South Campus, one person can exist above 10,000 people.

　　 Even in the Golden Tent, the trusted prime minister who controls the Privy Council had to speak nicely when he saw him.

　　A ten thousand households, even if it is the Prince Khan, how dare to be so rude?

Snapped!

　　 The horse whip hit the airtight heavy armor, making a muffled noise.

　　 The ten thousand households remained motionless, and did not intend to give way.

　　 "This king wants to make a gold account, and he never needs to ask for instructions!"

　　 "What big mistake did the Fengbu, Shanbu, Hungarian, and Rong people make, and they were all killed, even the old and young women and children were not spared?"

　　 "Also! The Iron Buddha razed Minzhu Temple, which belongs to Bodhisattva, and Licorice Temple, which belonged to Huajiao! That is the place of practice for the Living Buddha! It angered the Immeasurable Maha Palace, and something must happen!"

　　 "This king said a long time ago, that Xiao Wen had no good intentions, and would only babble and confuse people!"

　　 The middle-aged man is named Yelu Hongcai, and he is the current Nanyuan King.

　　 The Yuan Meng Dynasty was divided into several forces.

　　 One is the north-south courtyard controlled by the Yelu and Wanyan clans.

　　Second is the Privy Council established by King Khan himself.

　　 The governor is the close minister of King Khan and the prime minister of the Golden Account.

　　 A native of the Central Plains of unknown origin and unknown origin.

　　Three are the five sects of the Maha Wuliang Palace, the Red Sect, the Bodhi Sect, the White Sect, the Flower Sect, and the Yellow Sect.

　　 Each generation of living Buddhas must emerge from them.

　　 Tens of millions of people on the grassland, one-third of them are Tantric believers.

　　 Therefore, it is often said that Yuan Meng is the living Buddha and King Khan governing together.

　　 "King Yelu calmed down! That Fengbu and Yamabu did not listen to the edict of King Khan, they were rebellious, and deserved to die."

　　 "The Hungarians and Rong nationalities offered sacrifices to the evil gods, and they didn’t want to change their belief in the eternal life. It was damned."

　　 Inside the palace of the golden tent, a slender figure slowly walked out.

　　 clothes and crowns are all dressed in the Central Plains, which is very different from the prairie style.

　　 "Xiao Wen! You demon!"

　　 Ye Luhong was angrily, holding the right finger of the riding whip, pointed at the opponent, and said in a deep voice:

　　 "Basiba is the teacher of King Khan, and it should be the mission of Tantric Buddhism! Why should people be converted to the **** of longevity?"

　　 "You are deliberately provoking the Yuanmeng internal strife, which is unpredictable!"

　　 The slender figure folded his hands and said with a smile:

　　 "Lord Yelu, you can't talk nonsense. Everything I do is ordered by King Khan, and I have no other intentions."

　　 "Basipa of the Imamaya Temple of Maha, can he surpass the emperor of Zhou when he talks about martial arts cultivation?"

　　 "If not, when can Yuanmeng compete in the Central Plains, enter the Divine State, and become orthodox?"

　　 "The living Buddha of Tantric Buddhism can't fight the real dragon of the Great Zhou! The longevity **** can!"

　　 Ye Luhong seemed to think of something, and his face became a little ugly.

　　 He put down his riding whip, glanced at the head on the big white hair, and asked startledly:

　　 "You... have found the remains of the ancient Golden Wolf country and unearthed the altar of the longevity god?"

　　 Gui is the slender figure of the prime minister, leaning over and inviting:

　　 "Since King Yelu is so eager to know, you might as well enter the Golden Tent and worship the gods with King Khan."

　　 "From then on, the Buddha's light no longer shines on the grassland, and all living things are dedicated to the longevity heaven!"

　　 A touch of fear appeared in Ye Lu Hongcai's eyes, and he shook his head and said:

　　 "You... a demon! Could it be that King Khan forgot, how did the ancient kingdom of Golden Wolf perish? Believe in God is worse than worship Buddha!"

　　 As a big clan rooted in Yuanmeng for hundreds of years, he knew very well how terrifying the longevity **** was ten thousand years ago.

　　 The **** sees his people like pigs and dogs, makes blood sacrifices at every turn, and absorbs the power of aspiration.

　　In ancient times, there were hundreds of ethnic groups on the grassland, and now there are not even half of them left.

　　Most of them are due to the holding of large sacrifices and consumption in order to please the eternal life.

　　 Compared to the ferocious and tyrannical Changshengtian, Yelv Hongcai would rather choose the Maha Infinite Palace.

　　 At least the living Buddha and the master can make the herders suffer willingly and look forward to the afterlife.

　　 "It's a pity, Lord Yelu, you don't know the current affairs."

　　 The slender figure shook his head and sighed:

　　 "Khan King is generous, tolerate your usual arrogance and arrogance, but the majesty of the longevity **** must not be blasphemy!"

　　 "Kill, hang up in the first place."

　　 He waved his hand and turned his back.

　　 The hollow eyes of the man in heavy armor moved slightly, and he immediately drew out his long knife.

　　 The snowy light shone a few feet into the ground, cutting out a wave of air.

　　 "Xiao Wen! You confuse King Khan! If Yuanmeng is dead, it will be yours!"

　　 Ye Luhong yelled angrily, and the sound wave rolled into the golden account, but it did not attract any response.

　　 There was a cruel look in his eyes, and he didn't wait to die.

　　 The true energy in his body was like a damp, constantly pouring his horse whip, winding the long knife that had been split, and swinging it away.

　　 He was able to secure his seat as the Great King of the South Campus. Apart from his family background, he also had the reason that his martial arts cultivation was not low.

　　 Sixth level of mortal realm, master of Qi training.

　　 is placed in the golden account and is considered a top figure.

　　 You must know that the more powerful you are, the harder you can stand the pain of martial arts training.

　　 Do not decorate day and night, and cultivate hard.

　　 It's easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.

　　 Apart from anything else, how many of the big clan kids can resist the temptation of drinking?

　　 The ten thousand households took a long knife and took a step forward.

　　 As if blessed by divine light, the infuriating energy suddenly skyrocketed, giving birth to a sharp sword with a length of more than three feet.

　　 squeezed sharply and cut the whip.

　　 As the debris flew horizontally, Yelvhong's eyes appeared a touch of astonishment.

　　 This 10,000 households is clearly only the five-fold aura of the mortal realm, but it has shown a fighting power far beyond the realm.

　　 A long knife cut through it, and a wave of air was blown, and it was dangerously past Yelu Hongcai's scalp.

　　 "Longevity is true!"

　　 The Nanyuan King saw the clue, and his heart was even more frightened.

　　 He did not expect that King Chiwu Khan was so frantic that he would turn the pro-army Tiefutu into a fanatic believer in the longevity sky.

　　 "The King Yelu has good eyesight, and he knows the gift of the gods."

　　 The slender figure turned his back, and smiled lightly:

　　 "As long as you gain a ray of longevity, and save decades of hard cultivation, it won't be long before everyone on the grassland will recite the name of longevity."

　　 Yeluhong only wanted to split his eye canthus, which seemed to be extremely hateful.

　　 tried a few tricks, and gradually retreated.

　　 slapped out with a heavy palm, his figure is like a big bird in the sky.

　　 With the help of the reversal force of Gang Qi, it flashed backwards.

　　 The ten thousand households suddenly yelled, chanting prayers to the gods in his mouth, and the zhenqi in his body became more vigorous again.

　　 Holding a long knife with both hands, he cuts it to death.

　　 In an instant, a great head shot up into the sky.

　　 The slender figure strode into the golden tent, passed through the corridors and pavilions, and came to a vast hall.

　　 The incense is lingering, like clouds and mist.

　　 has a burly figure, kneeling on both legs in front of a statue of god.

　　 "How is it?"

　　 King Chiwuhan, who was about thirty years old, asked aloud.

　　 "Yelühong is not as smart as his father. Before breaking into the golden account, he wants to question King Khan."

　　 "I have asked someone to behead down. I don't know if it should be sent to the South Campus or to Yelu's house?"

　　 The King Chiwuhan has no expression on his face, and said slightly in thought:

　　 "Prepare it and give it to Yeluhuan. I took the seat of King Khan back then. He couldn't help a lot. The incense is still there."

　　 The slender figure nodded, and then said:

　　 "Bathba went to Tianjing, did it mean King Khan, or... Tianshen?"

　　 King Chiwuhan bowed his head piously, and his acupuncture points greedily absorbed the aspirations of sentient beings from the idol.

　　 After a long time, he replied:

　　 "His own meaning."

　　 "I appointed Mr. Xiao as prime minister three years ago, and Bathsba may have been aware of it since then."

　　 "Secretly excavate the remains of the ancient Golden Wolf country. No matter how secret this kind of project is, there is no way to hide it from an innate master."

　　 "I met Batheba half a year ago. He promised to help Yuanmeng Grassland enter the Divine State."

　　 "I was a little heart-stirred. With Bathsba's martial arts training, coupled with Tiefutu, prairie wolf riding, Yuanmeng Qiyun, it is not difficult to break through the Great Zhou Dynasty.

　　 "It's a pity..."

　　 The King Chiwuhan shook his head slightly, full of regret.

　　 It was a temptation to lay down the Yongxue Pass and plan the Sixteenth City of Yanyun.

　　 Facts have proved that the power of the Great Zhou was weak and it was difficult to withstand the Yuan and Meng army.

　　 If you suddenly get into trouble and drive straight ahead, it will take more than a few months to make the country fall.

　　 Then use Tianjing as a springboard to plot Dachu and Dayu.

　　 Maybe, I can really compete in the Central Plains and dominate China.

　　 "No matter how strong the living Buddha is, it can be compared to the gods."

　　 The slender figure followed.

　　 The ambition of King Chiwuhan is so great that it cannot be satisfied in one big week.

　　 What he wants is forty-nine states in the world.

　　 "Although I did not refuse, I still behaved extremely eagerly."

　　 "But Bathsba's spiritual cultivation level is extremely high, it should be seen, so after the failure of Gan Napo and the king of Yasha will he go down the mountain and go to Da Zhou himself."

　　 King Chiwuhan said lightly.

　　 "It's just that the living Buddha underestimated the power of the longevity **** and was attached to his body by a ray of thought."

　　 The slender figure smiled and whispered:

　　 "It may be impossible to count on Batheba to beat the emperor Mu."

　　 "No matter how hard the innate great master of the Ninth Layer of the Ordinary Realm puts down his life, he can hurt him no matter what."

　　 That wave of sentient beings' aspiration enters the acupuncture point and transforms into deep infuriating energy.

　　 A dark siri appeared behind King Chiwuhan, vaguely revealing a terrifying coercion.

　　 He heard the Prime Minister talk about Emperor Mu of Da Zhou, his eyes fluctuated.

　　 can't help but sigh with emotion:

　　 "Resist the Holy Land with one's own strength, martial arts are respected, and the world is invincible."

　　 "What I wanted in my life, that's the end."

　　 The slender figure smiled and said:

　　 "With the help of the gods of longevity~www.wuxiaspot.com~Khan King will certainly be able to win the Central Plains."

　　 King Chiwuhan raised his head and glanced at the vague, mottled and old statue of the old god, and his heart was full of pride.

　　 He has seen the power of the gods, once the longevity days are fully recovered, the divine power is mighty, and the grassland is covered.

　　 Even the Emperor Mu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the six holy places, could not stop the roar of the Yuan and Meng dynasty.

　　Satisfied, the ancient idol enshrined on the high platform suddenly shook.

　　 Such a movement surprised King Chiwu Khan.

　　 He couldn't help frowning. How could the longevity **** be asleep while he was sleeping?

　　 hasn't solved the doubts yet.

next moment.

　　 The ancient idol that existed for thousands of years, if struck by lightning, almost fell down.

　　 Then a clear crack opened from the center of the eyebrows and quickly spread to the chest.

　　 As if being split apart by a knife, the ancient idol, which was not attacked by water or fire, broke apart in an instant.

　　 "Who is it! Kill my mind!"

　　 There was a silent burst, like thunder, flooding the hall.

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