The First Cause of All Realms

The Seven Kills King City, located on the banks of the Black River, is adjacent to the Seven Kills Sacred Mountain.

In the past two or three thousand years, there have been many people who wanted to build a city here, but most of them ended in failure.

More than 400 years ago, the Central Plains was in great chaos. Sirius once had a hero who was born, fiercely fighting horses, forging the city and closing the gate. He was finally defeated by Henry Zhang, and he chased and killed all the way, destroying the city, and almost the royal court collapsed.

But at this moment, a more majestic city has been built on the ruins of the past, and the construction is almost complete.

"I heard that someone returned from Fangcun Xianshan a few months ago and offered a great medicine for prolonging life to the prince, causing a sensation in the city!"

"More than a longevity medicine? It is said that there is also a very rare Dao fruit, Wang Ye Longyan Dayue, not only gave him the Dao fruit of fit, but also gave him an identity.

"This is incredible! If the prince enters the customs and takes the throne in the same year, he can be regarded as the minister of the hidden residence!"

"I can't be envious! That Fangcun Xianshan is not easy to enter, but even more difficult to get out! Over the years, there are eight hundred masters who died in it, right?"

"Fangcun Xianshan..."

......

The wind outside the city is bleak and cold, but the city is full of heat, all kinds of shops are readily available, and restaurants and teahouses are in full swing.

In the snow city, people come and go, although it is the largest city of Sirius, but the ears and eyes are full of southern accents.

No matter how hard he pressed it, Li Baihu couldn't help but feel a little sadness in his heart, and he didn't know when the wine glass had been crushed into powder.

"Sad, lamentable..."

Under the thick cloak, Li Baihu couldn't help but closed his eyes and ears, not wanting to listen any more.

Not to mention that there are three barriers between Longyuan, even if there is not, ordinary people will never, and have no ability to escape to the snowy plains outside the Great Wall.

Therefore, at this moment, the vast majority of the southerners in this Seven Killing King City are large and small families and extremely wealthy businessmen.

He even saw people he knew well among many gods in it, even the noble son of a family with a wealth of tens of thousands and many generations of wealth...

That is God!

God is far away from here, even if riding a goshawk, it will take three years and five years. If it is slow, it may take ten or eight years.

what does that mean?

It means that many people from large and small families in this city have already moved their hearts to serve aliens long before Emperor Qianheng's accident...

If it were 30 years ago, 20 years ago, or even 10 years ago, he might have been angry, held accountable, or even started.

But now...

'What qualifications does a king killer have...'

After a long time, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, silently changed the wine glass, and filled it cup by cup,

It was only after he was slightly drunk that he slowly raised his head.

"Montenegro..."

Before the deep voice could be revealed, his heart skipped a beat, and within sight, a blazing white light was suddenly used.

It seems that a big sun is blooming outside the city, and the rolling heat waves are emptied. I don’t know how far apart, the snowflakes fluttering in the city seem to have melted and poured down like rain!

Boom!

A low muffled thunder rolled in from a distance, and the cold wind suddenly roared violently,

The ink-colored clouds violently swelled and gathered on the top of the city. With the wind sound like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, the sky instantly became dark!

Such a change is astonishing.

Not only Li Baihu, but all kinds of vendors and pedestrians in the streets and alleys on the top of the city, in the restaurant, were all stunned and amazed.

Thunder in winter is extremely rare, such a dark cloud covering the sky, let alone seeing it, is simply unheard of!

"This is?!"

Somewhere in the city, a frantic middle-aged man was already drunk between the beds, when he suddenly pushed aside the pink arm embroidered legs on his body,

Naked to the window.

Looking around, he saw a mixture of rain and snow in the city. In front of the city gate, the wind and snow turned into rain, and the ground and houses were wet with whistling.

There seems to be a heat wave coming.

A strong and strong aura, accompanied by a fiery will that is like a substance, rises like a blazing sun from a distance!

"Where did it come from

Crossing the River Raptors? ! "

The middle-aged man sucked in a breath of cold air, only to feel a chill in his heart and sweat like pulp.

I can't help thinking of the person I saw when I visited Linlong Road many years ago...

This breath, this will, if he had not known that the one was dead, he almost thought that Henry Zhang, who had broken through the barriers and climbed to the top again, killed him again!

woo~

All sounds are silent, the world is silent.

Only the indifferent and calm voice echoed louder and more breathtaking than the roar of the wind and the explosion of thunder:

"Montenegro, since you know that Yang has arrived, why don't you go out to greet him?!"

Boom!

If the thunder explodes, it is like the might of the heavens. This sound is louder than the gust of wind, faster than the thunder, and it is omnipresent, resounding through the entire Seven Kill King City.

All-pervasive, in the streets, almost everyone's heart explodes!

This sound seems to be more terrifying than the sky, especially for the many martial arts masters in the Seven Killing King City.

They may not know how the thunderclouds come from the sky, but they know what terrifying physique and infuriating energy are needed to support such a grand voice!

What's even more terrifying than this is the content revealed in the voice, or the identity of the person who came!

"Yang? King of the Northwest, Yang Prison!"

"Yang Yu, he, he actually killed him! The king of the northwest, the legendary number one in the world!"

"He said Montenegro? Could he be referring to the old demon of Montenegro who fell to the hands of King Zhao of Xifu?"

"That old demon is said to have been the protector of the Great Wall, and has been dead for many years... Is he not dead?!"

......

Under the reverberation of the sound waves, the whole city was silent, but after a short silence, a tumult like the sky exploded.

"Yang Prison!"

The cold wind blew on the Yingxing platform, the old demon's red armor clattered, and in the corner, Qi Gang struggled to raise his head, his breathing became short.

he came!

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree!

Once upon a time, Yang Yu shuddered when he heard other people's names, but today, his reputation, both in this pass and in this snowy field, has already pierced his ears like thunder!

Even before the person arrives, it is enough to make any master in the world be moved by it!

"King of the Northwest!"

Not only the old demon and Qi Gang, Li Baihu, and even many experts in the city, all looked out of the city.

In the extreme distance in the snowstorm, a huge dragon head appeared and disappeared from time to time in the wind and clouds, and a figure fell outside the city like a shooting star.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Like a falling star landing, and like an idol stamping its feet, the dull but extremely long footsteps sounded from far to near, penetrating the ground!

"Enemy attack!"

Until this time, many soldiers on the city wall seemed to wake up from a dream, hurriedly closed the city gate, and beat the drum.

"I don't know if the king of the northwest is coming to the outside of the fortress, and there is a loss to welcome..."

The uproar and panic in the city were suppressed by the deep voice from the city.

At this moment, Da Fengxue seemed to pause for a moment, and everyone, including Li Baihu, looked back.

At the end of the long street, a heroic young man in red armor and a black robe walked out slowly.

Boom!

The moment they saw the figure walking slowly from a distance, another footstep sounded in everyone's ears.

"Seven Killing Kings!"

Seeing people coming, the streets and alleys, whether men, women, or children, whether from the Southern Heavenly Wolf, all knelt down.

But there are also many people who are surprised.

'Then the Northwest King is calling the old demon of Montenegro, why is it the King of Seven Kills? Could it be that......'

Some people were surprised, some people kowtowed, and more people came from all directions, raising their knives and swords.

There are many masters from the Seven Kills Palace, as well as masters from many large and small families in Guannei.

More than them, because of the birth of Fangcun Xianshan, many experts from all corners of the world gathered outside the Great Wall and stayed in Seven Killing City.

They either jumped up the tall buildings, or turned over the city walls, and looked at the inside and outside of the royal city from a distance.

In the snowstorm, the closed city gate suddenly opened, and two figures came from a distance, the other.

Welcome from near.

Across the frozen Blackwater River, as well as the snow and rain, we can see each other.

At this moment, in the eyes of many masters, the two seemed to stand above the veins of heaven and earth.

The footprints that cannot be covered by two lines of wind and snow are like the line dividing Yin and Yang, dividing the heaven, earth, wind and rain into two!

"The luck of the Northwest King is really enviable..."

Stopping at the city gate, the old demon of Montenegro raised his eyes, glanced at the looming dragon in the clouds, and then landed on Yang Yu again, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

He came alone in the wind and snow, blocking the city by himself.

This scene is very familiar to him. Many years ago, he did the same in the Northwest Road.

His eyes were cold, but Yang Yu's eyes didn't look at him, but looked around outside the city, from the many civilians, all the way to the back of the old demon, those masters in fancy clothes but with weird pigtails.

Among these people, he also recognizes quite a few. Besides the four major families in Qingzhou, there is also the Yu family from the gods.

It's just that Yu Liu, who was a mixed blood from the two worlds, was missing.

"Yang Prison..."

Aware of Yang Yu's gaze, even though they were separated by a big river, the hearts of everyone couldn't help but tremble.

"As the saying goes, a nest of snakes and rats doesn't deceive me."

Yang prison sneered.

With his practice today, Tongyou glanced at him with a glance, and the lives of dozens or hundreds of people behind him were already in his eyes.

As he had guessed, these people were mostly from large and small families in Guannei, and they were the first group of people to serve in Montenegro.

And their fate, except for some people, there are quite a few, rich and noble...

"Good birds choose wood to live in, and find the master to serve. This has been the case since ancient times! You say that we are snakes and rats, and you are the number one rebel, what are you... ah!"

Someone refuted loudly, but before he could finish speaking, he fell to the ground, the top of his skull shattered, and the blood flowed like a pillar.

"Your Highness hasn't spoken yet, how can you interrupt?"

The one who spoke was a burly middle-aged man with a shirtless upper body and pigtails holding a mace. He sneered and closed his hands, the tattoos all over his face wriggling, very hideous.

"you......"

The faces of all the southerners changed, but how could they dare to refute?

In the past ten years, the Seven Killing Kings have integrated the entire Heavenly Wolf Royal Court, and even the eight tribes behind them, gathered the power of the crowd, and refined many great elixir of tigers and wolves.

In addition to forging a team of 10,000 people, which was comparable to the elite Sirius of the Black Armor Knights, he also cultivated three Martial Saints.

This shirtless 'Ashinatta' is one of them.

He was born with divine power, and he entered Fangcun Xianshan without dying.

Everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and Ashina Tower was even more contemptuous, and even too lazy to take a look, he bowed himself:

"Your Majesty! According to rumors, that Yang Prison is the number one in the world today, and he will not accept it at the end. I would like to take his head to honor the King!"

"If you want to go, just go."

The old demon didn't object, just reached out and patted his shoulder.

hum!

He just patted it lightly, and the blood-like crimson swelled up Ashinatta's upper body, neck, and even his eyes.

"Roar!"

In the next instant, the murderer with a mace, slaughtered away with a roar that was not like a human voice.

Boom~

Air blast.

His stature is burly, but his speed is extremely fast, except for a few people, most of them only feel a flower in front of them, and his figure has disappeared in front of everyone.

In less than an instant, it spanned a large river hundreds of feet wide!

Its speed is extremely fast, and its momentum is even fiercer. It is not like a human being stepping, but a mountain moving sideways.

The billowing air waves were squeezed out brutally and rudely.

And his mace slashed across the sky in an instant, smashing down heavily with the raging tail inflammation after the violent friction.

"die!"

Facing No. 1 in the world in the message, even if he doubted in his heart, Ashinatta's heart was not at all careless.

Not only did he ignite the gas completely with the help of his own prince

Blood, and there is not even a trace of reservation, the true qi in the limbs and bones is fully urged.

With one step, one wave, and one bump, he has pushed everything he has learned in his life to the extreme, and he is blessed with supernatural powers, and his body is like a rock.

In a burst of anger, he asked himself that even if the martial arts of the person in front of him were ten times stronger than him, he could still be forced to retreat!

Retreat!

From beginning to end, he never thought that he would be able to take off this person's head. Beneath the arrogance on the outside, it was actually a very delicate mind.

He knew very well that the fighting against the top of the Martial Saints was too powerful, and as long as this person took a step back, his own prince could take advantage of the situation and force the enemy to kill!

However, soon, UU reading www.uukanshu. com His pupils shrank, and he realized that even though he had repeatedly overestimated the person in front of him, he was still far underestimating!

The blow that was enough to shatter the city wall was dissipated without a sound!

Then, his burly body like a hill suddenly rose into the air, and with the sound of broken bones and bones, he fell back across the river!

Without a word to confide, the whole person is already broken into mud, and the blood is left on the other side of the river!

In an instant, Wu Sheng died!

Looking at Ashina Tower, who was as dead as mud, not to mention the masters of the aristocratic family, Li Baihu, even the old demon could not help but raise their eyebrows.

pat~

Flicking away the blood stains in front of him, Yang Yu's expression was indifferent:

"Take such pickled stuff to test Yang, you are not available, old demon."

"No one available? Yes or no, what's the difference?"

The able-bodied person who is about to die is like a muddy pool, but the old monster of Montenegro doesn't seem to care at all, and his attention is all on Yang Yu:

"In ancient times, there was a lot of cumbersome things to fight for the world, such as grain, army, military officials and civil servants... But now, the times are different..."

The faint black light lingered, and the aura of the old demon became deep and terrifying:

"I am the world!"