The Sword Dynasty

The black feathers attached to the wheel of the wagon wheel flew up and gathered together to fall into the sleeves of the driver's driver.

The wheels landed again, splashing a place of dust, and the two gray horses changed back to their original appearance. They continued to move forward, and the driver of the car did not slow down to check the bodies of the two big practitioners.

It was only a moment of time. The bodies of the two great practitioners began to rot quickly, and even the remaining clothes on their bodies quickly turned into black water and penetrated into the ground.

The surrounding forests were dead and dead, and all the creatures within a thousand squares had already died. However, just after the carriage disappeared in this mountain forest, a black smoke slowly emerged from the forest.

The faint black gas is getting thicker and thicker, slowly gathering into a black shadow.

This is a silent middle-aged man wearing a black robe. The black hair of the ground is divided into three strands behind him. He feels the sword that still lingers in the air, and slowly walks over the first sword and the golden dragon. All the land.

It was only at that moment that he seemed to have touched some of the lines of the sword, and the brilliance of the darkness of the eyes with almost no white eyes flashed.

Then he was deeply covered, and he was very solemn in the place where the two great practitioners died. He whispered: "To be big."

There are still more than 20 days from the Lushan Federation, but the four most prestigious emperors in the world will visit the Lushan Mountain. This kind of battle is 100% long, and the literature and temptation have already begun.

An ordinary scribe is dressed up, but the atmosphere of his body is always integrated with the surrounding forests. The realm is obviously an extraordinary middle-aged man coming to the foot of a mountain.

This hill is located opposite Lushan, the lower of the dozen or so hills opposite Lushan.

Although it is low, it must be able to clearly sense the direction of the Lushan Mountain League, the strong world of Lushan Mountain.

And the lowest, the people who are interested will naturally be less.

But only at the foot of the mountain, the middle-aged scribe has changed his face and stopped.

It is at the foot of this hill. There is a faint sword mark on the ground where the woodland and the bushes meet.

This sword mark only cut the moss on the ground, and even the soil did not go deep, but it fell in his eyes, but it stood like a high wall that could not be crossed.

This faint sword mark, twists and turns, stretches for a long time, and has no end in it. It is completely around the foot of the mountain. However, this sword mark is not interrupted. It is completely that someone has thrown a sword. This sword naturally goes along the place where the forest and the bushes meet, and the boundary is opened.

There are countless big and extremely subtle turning points, but this person is just a sword.

The middle-aged scribe did not know what kind of master had cast such a sword. He had never seen such a powerful realm. However, he knew that the master had left such a sword and told everyone that he Has occupied this hill.

The middle-aged scribe began to retreat, and he raised his head and was full of awe. The Lushan League has not yet begun, but he has already seen the mountains that he has never seen before.

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Thanks to the transformation and the support of many unparalleled practitioners, the Emperor Yuanwu weakened the power of all the old dignitaries and even destroyed the three dynasties. But in the next hurricane, the countless practitioners of the Daqin dynasty died, many powerful troops died, and even the looming Bashan sword field, which has become the world's first door, has completely disappeared into the long river of history.

Take this opportunity to be hurt. The Dachu Dynasty defeated the Qin army, and the Qin people cut the Yangshan County, in order to avoid the end of the year. The four strongest dynasties in the world signed a covenant of non-aggression, and in nine years, they re-established alliances in Lushan.

The reason is that although the Daqin dynasty was defeated in the battle with Dachu, it still caused the Chu, Yan, and Qi tribes to conclude a covenant. This was because the former great Qin dynasty savage practitioners had killed many people. The political situation of the Daqin Dynasty was stable, and the stable triangle composed of the Emperor Yuanwu and the Empress and the two phases had a strong control over the entire Daqin dynasty.

So even if it is not deep fear, at least the other three powerful dynasties in the world are always deeply vigilant and taboo for the Daqin dynasty.

Because in the history of the Daqin dynasty, and even in some previous dynasties, there has not been such an undetermined result, and all the formal alliances that still need to be negotiated, so as Zhang Yi said, there is no example that can be referred to. What kind of things will happen specifically, how many original great masters will appear around Lushan, but no one knows.

A fleet of at least a dozen carriages is moving in the direction of Lushan. The appearance of these carriages looks very ordinary, but the inside of the carriages is engraved with numerous complicated words, like the brocade. Lines, the brilliance infiltrated into these lines forms a thin layer of light on the inner wall of the compartment, but there is no world of heaven and earth.

Most of the practitioners who are riding inside are young, and some of the loneliness between the eyebrows is difficult to describe in words.

Another peculiar charm is that their bodies seem to be extraordinarily light and ethereal, like white clouds that float on the sky at any time.

In a road bend, in a carriage in the train team, a 13-year-old young boy looks at the curtains and looks at the three black carriages more than ten miles away. A young man who looked across from him and looked slightly younger than him: "The three carriages have been following us since Changling."

The boy who is two years older than him has a delicate goose egg face, and his face is like jade. The hair is tied with a cloth, but there is a cloud rising between the hair, making his black hair It is like a black mountain with mist.

"Don't worry about them."

He arrogantly smiled and said: "Since it is followed from Changling, all the way through customs, there will be no problem, at most, the Zongmen clan, whose power is insufficient, wants to use our power to open the way, so as not to provoke the road. What troubles."

Among the three carriages that the two teenagers said at the moment, in the last one, Ding Ning and Fusu were sitting.

The black carriages on which they are located look very ordinary, but the cabins are spacious and have precious and soft fur inside.

Even if the road is a little bumpy, the softness of these furs always makes you feel comfortable.

Such carriages are mobile houses and homes for the practitioners, but the horses on the trailers need to be rested and replaced, and some of the food and water stored in the first trucks need to be replaced.

The three carriages they were on all the way to the front of the team, approaching a county, the voice of the Zhou family ancestors came out in the middle of the carriage, "to rest in this city tonight."

"This is Guanzhong Lueyang County, which is not far from the home of my Shenxi Shidi." Ding Ning looked at Fusu with some pleasure when he was on the last section of the country road near the county.

Fusu has never left Changling since he was born. He looked at the different things from Changling. He thought that all the worlds in this vast world belonged to the territory of Daqin. His mood was naturally more pleasant, so he smiled slightly and whispered: This is closer to Xie Rou."

Ding Ning slightly frowned, said: "Yes."

Fusu glanced at him and shook his head. He said, "You are really boring, and you can't even find the interface."

Ding Ning also looked at him and shook his head: "Just take this joke, you are a bad taste."

Fusu is still not reconciled and said: "Where is Xie Rou?"

Ding Ning calmly said: "I am not good."

Fusu Weiwei, thinking about the physical condition of Ding Ning, which all the practitioners of Changling should know, was a bit stunned. After the interest rate, he advised: "There is always a way."

Ding Ning nodded and said: "There may be a way, but I always have to hurry up."

Fusu naturally couldn't understand the real thoughts of Ding Ning's mind. He thought about it and said, "You are right, you are better than me."

It was only during this conversation that the carriage had entered the streets of the county and eventually stopped in front of a hotel.

Just when the carriage was just crossed, Ding Ning’s body was slightly stiff.

Fusu naturally discovered his strangeness and looked in the direction he was facing.

Under the green tree at the entrance of the inn, it was just stopping a carriage, and the carriage was out of a tall and beautiful girl.

She also saw Ding Ning at a glance, and the whole body was also stiff.

"Is this what Xie Rou?"

After a breath, Fusu reacted somewhat, and some incredibly whispered: "Is there such a wonderful thing in the world?"

"How will you be here?"

The tall and beautiful girl seems to be hesitant, but she took the initiative to come forward and looked at Ding Ning.

Ding Ning took a deep breath.

Just looking at the look of Xie Rou at this time, he knew that this was really just a coincidence, it was such a clever thing.

"What are you doing here?" He did not answer the question of Xie Rou first, but looked at her twitching eyelashes and asked softly.