The Sword Dynasty

The four cloud columns are getting closer and closer to the foot of Lushan Mountain, and Ding Ning’s brows are getting wrinkled and deeper.

Under the cover of these four cloud columns, in the night, the entire Daqin dynasty's team could not see clearly.

The Emperor Yuanwu did not go fast. His whole person was in a strange air machine. It seems that his body is not moving, but the invisible heaven and earth are pushing him to walk.

He walked an invisible line between heaven and earth. Walking itself seemed to be pulling an invisible giant symbol, so that everyone in the entire Daqin army behind him felt that his footsteps were light. Even the invisible world of the earth is infiltrated into the body, and the surface of the skin is a layer of mysterious pale golden fluorescence.

In the old situation of killing Bai Shanshui and Zhao Yi in the past, he only used a limited force to use the hands of the Queen, but at that time only Changling’s true top practitioners perceive his realm. The retreat after his ascension was the Lushan League at this moment. At this time, he truly revealed his realm, and everyone in the rear Daqin team naturally became more awe.

Just to make them somewhat puzzled is that they have always followed the Emperor Yuanwu, and the Emperor Yuanwu is only one body of the patriarchal division, Huang Zhenwei, but there is no change.

Huang Zhenwei’s entire body seems to be separated from this invisible charm, and there is no change in peacetime.

Not only the ordinary practitioners in the Daqin team, but even Hou Hou, who is as heavy as a mountain, can't understand.

For this series of martial arts, the Emperor Yuanwu of the Daqin dynasty walked in the forefront. However, along the way, the vanguard and rites who had come first came along the way and coordinated with the other three dynasties, and drawn their respective zones and Camp.

On the way forward, some troops and practitioners stationed along the way, the closer they were to the foot of Lushan Mountain, the entourage of the Emperor Yuanwu was becoming more and more streamlined.

A blue figure suddenly appeared on the marching path of Emperor Yuanwu. Even if the Emperor Yuanwu was followed by the most elite power of the Daqin Dynasty, even if the Emperor Yuanwu did not shoot, no major master could gather with a dynasty. The elite forces competed, but suddenly saw such a blue figure appear, most of the people behind the Yuanwu emperor could not help but be nervous.

"Fang General has worked hard."

Emperor Yuanwu did not stop, but only praised this sentence.

The blue figure was deeply bowed and said: "See St.."

All the nervous people suddenly relaxed, and the heart was slightly shocked. The Shenwei generals who guarded the outside of the customs were also transferred.

"Climbing with the widows."

Emperor Yuanwu walked over the side of Fang Wei and said softly.

The square of the green shirt was slightly stunned. He did not adapt to the self-proclaimed "Evil" of the Emperor Yuanwu. However, he immediately nodded and answered, silently followed.

"What is heavy?"

Emperor Yuanwu did not look back, his eyes always looked straight ahead, but after Fang Wei’s move, he suddenly asked without a head or tail.

Fang Hao slightly frowned, looked up at the back of this powerful emperor, and said: "The world is heavy."

The face of Emperor Yuanwu appeared a truly satisfied look.

"The widows are very satisfied with your answer. You are often involved in the customs. After the alliance, you can go back to Changling."

He first said this sentence directly, a slight meal, and slowly sighed: "As long as there are widows in the day, you can keep your house safe and rich."

Emperor Jinkou, such a promise is an unimaginable reward for any door valve, but Fang Hao's face is still quiet.

Quiet because he is very clear about the price to pay, and he is very clear about the far-reaching intentions after such a commitment.

"Xie Sheng Shang Longen."

He was slightly stunned and thanked.

"interesting."

Emperor Yuanwu faintly said.

This sentence is not what the other party said, but a common pine tree on the side of the road ahead.

At the moment of his voice, the air was slightly distorted.

A layer of soft, darker than the night, swayed on a branch of the pine tree.

Black faintly condenses into the shape of a deflated baby, but when the eyes of the Emperor Yuanwu fall on his body, the black color quickly dissipates.

Huang Zhenwei and Fang Wei looked at each other and saw the dignity in the other's eyes.

At this time, the foothills of Lushan, in a newly built camp, docked in the black big sedan in the north, and the black man’s fingers suddenly burst into a black flame in the air. Jump like a candle and then go out.

"interesting."

Qi Di looked at him nervously, but he also shook his head and meditated and spit out this sentence.

Ding Ning, who stared at the four clouds, took a deep breath and the frowned brows loosened. Then he closed his eyes and leaned against the trunk of a dead tree to start rest.

He is still too far away from Emperor Yuanwu and Lushan. His cultivation is also far from each other. Therefore, it is impossible to see all the confrontation in Lushan at such a moment. The current gaze has no meaning.

Only when the event really begins, and the strong ones spare no effort, it is possible to see some of the means by which those who may have an intersection with themselves in the future.

The first stone steps appeared in front of the Emperor Yuanwu.

This is Lushan Mountain Road facing his first step, stepping on this level, can be said that it is really starting to climb Lushan.

The four emperors gathered together, and tomorrow's day is the time when the Lushan Association really started.

However, at the moment of embarking on this level, the Emperor Yuanwu’s mouth had a strong and confident smile.

For him, the real event has already begun.

......

In the distant wilderness, the dark clouds rolled, the wind whistled, and countless streams of light were scattered.

The violent world's volatility caused by countless horror scent spread out in this wilderness. Even at a very long distance, even the masters on the hills around Lushan could not perceive it. However, as the only eight-state, Yuanwu Emperor It is a faint sense of faint sensing between the heavens and the earth.

In the dark wilderness, a wolf came from a distant meadow.

It is the head wolf of the wolves, which is extraordinarily strong and the sense of smell is exceptionally sensitive.

It smells the breath of countless fresh blood, and it seems to condense a wonderful taste that is difficult to describe in words, making it feel that as long as it can swallow such flesh and blood, there will be great benefits.

However, when it drilled the long grass and really saw the sight in front of the eyes, the usual bloodthirsty and violent wolf was directly stunned by the fear, and kept shaking.

Tens of thousands of people and vehicles, appearing in one place at the same time, especially in the chaos of chaos, it would be a terrible thing.

What's more, it is full of people who don't know how many practitioners.

The most dazzling flashes in the sky are not the lightning in the storm, nor the meteor shower falling in the sky, but the trajectory of many flying instruments that converge on the heavens and the earth and the flying flying swords that are rare in the world.

In the center of the battlefield vortex formed by hundreds of thousands of horses, squally winds, blizzards, fire rains, dense fogs... the disorder is intertwined, and even the ground becomes a lot of different small worlds. Different changes have taken place.

The swordsmen of the Three Realms and the Four Realms can be seen everywhere. The horror and the shock waves generated during the sword strike become negligible at this time.

Because the flying sword is extremely fast, the sky above the center of the battlefield is almost completely covered by the dense mesh that the sword light is intertwined. The speed of the rapid flying sword harvesting life is also amazing, and it is difficult to breathe in the air. I don’t know how many **** flowers are coming out of my time.

However, even these powerful practitioners who control Feijian are sometimes not much different from ordinary sergeants in such battles. The strength of heaven and earth is controlled by countless literati, and the chaos is at its peak. The flying sword that had been flying well, in the next moment, may have no warning, but lost control because of the turbulent flow of rapid disturbance.

Even the practitioners who always control the flying swords are likely to encounter several swordsmen who are rushing to the side, or even dozens of rune chariots.

For any experienced general, you can know at a glance that this is late for a big battle.

The formation and scheduling of all battles began to be completely ineffective.

In this way, even the Chinese troops on both sides have already entered a tragic strangling battle, which can play a decisive role. In addition to some powerful ordnance that has not been put into use before, there are also powerful practitioners who still preserve the combat power. .

Between dozens of damaged rune chariots, a general with a light blue armor has never been shot.

The color of the armor on his body is very close to the color of the surrounding rune chariot. Silence stands like a part of an abandoned chariot. It is not noticeable. Occasionally, the swordsman who was rushed out is also stopped by some guards around him. dead.

At this time his eyes were firmly staring at a practitioner outside the dozens of feet.

The practitioner was only wearing a white-colored gown, and his body was extremely weak. However, his strength was extremely strong. At least a dozen practitioners had been killed by this person, including two strong men on the five continents.

(I continue to code, after two or three hours, there should be one more.) r1058

Varwosoadconfig={cid:\"23130\",aid:\"1036\"};