At the end of Yi, on the fourth day of July, during Chou hour, when countless people were sleeping peacefully, a violent storm that could flood the entire world of strange people was brewing.
There is a peerless fairy land in Kyushu. As long as you step into it, you can get countless spiritual treasures at your fingertips. Even the rich spiritual energy of that place is a great opportunity that only happens once in a thousand years!
As soon as such news came out, countless people were shocked at first, and then couldn't help but set off.
Some old antiques have already been in action. Figures cut through the night, wearing stars and moon, and rushed to Kyushu.
Not long after, an old man appeared off the east coast.
"Stop."
A voice came. King Samsara was carrying a sword box and placed it heavily on the ground with some effort, without even looking at the old antique.
However, the opponent seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. He quickly stopped flying forward, hesitated for a moment, and then retreated some distance.
The King of Samsara had faced the enemy with a broken sword in previous battles. He had never relied on any magical weapon. This time, he brought out a brass sword box, with a strong rotten and dark aura flowing on it. I'm afraid it was A treasure from a truly forbidden area!
At the same time, all his sword intent was restrained. Looking at it, ordinary strangers would probably think that the Samsara King had become an ordinary person at this moment.
Only the well-informed old antique can understand that this is a terrifying state for a top swordsman before he tries his best to attack.
The sword is embedded in the body, and the sharp edge is hidden. Once the sword is drawn, the sharp edge will be revealed, and the enemy will live or die. Such a shocking killing move can even kill an opponent one level above you!
This is why there are three thousand martial arts, but swordsmanship is the most prosperous.
In ancient times, real great sword cultivators were often representatives of the combat power of an era. Some legendary figures could even break the combat power barriers of the current era.
For example, the most famous great swordsman in the Daosheng era could kill the sun and the moon with one sword, turning the mountains and rivers into discoloration. No one dared to take it. His most terrifying achievement was to kill a powerful ninth-level opponent with one sword. This It is definitely something that only ancient powers can do.
You must know that in the world of that era, it was impossible for a powerful person to emerge, that is, a master who embarked on the "true way".
"Hidden Sword Jue, it may be a blessing for this era to have a master like you, but it would be sad to go too far." The old man said this.
"No matter how strong you are, you can't go against the general trend of the world."
When the Samsara King heard this, he still didn't even look at him. He just said with a half-smile: "The general trend? You guys? Haha."
Six words, full of harshness.
The old man's face darkened.
But he still didn't dare to act rashly.
Until another figure arrived, carrying a two-meter black iron black blade. At this time, the sword mad Lin Xiao had a terrifying aura, which had already exceeded his strength outside the bloody city that day.
Even the King of Samsara finally raised his head, but only glanced at him lightly.
"King of Reincarnation, the cause and effect of the past is over. Today I just want to enter the Pantaoyuan for a look. There is no need to do anything." Surprisingly, Lin Xiao spoke so kindly.
The King of Samsara said nothing.
Another figure walked over, exuding a terrifying aura.
"King of Samsara, do you think you can stop everyone? Let us in early, don't get into trouble!"
This supreme leader was not very polite.
"King of Samsara, get out of the way, we just want to enter the Peach Garden, we have no extra thoughts." An old antique who had had friendly discussions with King of Samsara also arrived.
"Reincarnation..."
More and more figures came to the East China Sea, and the energy radiated collectively was like a vast ocean, sweeping across the sky and the earth. The strong sense of oppression made it impossible to breathe.
Every master is like a mountain, insurmountable.
Their eyes collectively fell. If the person facing him was someone below the king level, he would probably be shocked to death!
But Samsara King just stood with his hands behind his back, and the sword box beside him whined softly.
Not only the coast of the East China Sea, but also powerful enemies are attacking from other parts of Kyushu.
On the North Ridge, a bronze altar was spread out, with incense rising to the sky. Zhou Tai stood on the top of the mountain, his aura as majestic as a mountain. Facing many strong men, his generous figure still stood tall.
"In the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou, outsiders stop."
The majestic sound echoed continuously in the mountains and rivers, and many figures did not move rashly, because at this moment, Zhou Tai's energy had suddenly reached the terrifying seventh level!
He gathered the power of famous mountains and rivers and exploded with peerless combat power!
In the western plain, an old man and a young man were walking on the vast land. The old man walked calmly, and with every step of his foot, the dark figure in front of him retreated.
Different from the previous two places, a war has already broken out here.
Compared to Samsara King and Zhou Tai, the old man Wu Zong seemed not famous enough and could not intimidate everyone. A young antique looked like a boy and struck down a sea of white fire. Unexpectedly, the old man punched out, and the terrifying martial intent swept everyone. , annihilated the sea of fire, and then stepped out, his big hand directly penetrated the chest of this old antique.
After two more killing moves, one of the strongest men had blood in his stool!
Three moves.
This young antique didn't even have a chance to use the trump card he got from Penglai, and he died on the border of Kyushu, on this magnificent plateau.
All of a sudden everyone was furious, and even the strongest could not figure out the depth of the old man Wuzong, so there was this scene of forcing everyone back step by step.
However, the face of King Yama on the side was not very good. He looked worried. In front of the old man Wu Zong, these people dared to take action. Then the south... I'm afraid there will be trouble.
Although Jiuzhou has invited the descendants of Xuanmen, plus King Wu of Wei, the numbers seem pretty good, but there are no decisive strong men there, so it may be difficult to deter a group of evil wolves!
South China Sea.
Uncle Wei, Tang Yi, Xiao Hai, Lao Tianshi, Taishan King, the remaining highest-end combat power in Kyushu are all here, two first-order strongest, and three peak nine-step kings.
But they don't seem to have the corresponding intimidation power, and the eyes of the figures on the sea are full of teasing and contempt.
"Jiuzhou will send you to guard the house?"
"Haha, there is really no one available."
"The former ancestral land has been reduced to this. Is even the king qualified to stand on the border?"
The sound of sarcasm, undisguised.
The reason why the people here haven't taken action yet is just waiting for the battles to start in other places to ensure that peerless masters like the Samsara King and the Last Mountain God cannot come over.
In response to this, King Taishan and the old Heavenly Master looked a bit ugly and looked angrily at a group of powerful men who were above them.
Even Tang Yi frowned slightly, obviously not optimistic about the upcoming battle.
Only the old god Uncle Wei was there, sketching a magical ancient formation on the ground and placing a large number of sacrifices, including many high-end sacrifices.
In the end, when he began to place the four sacred objects with great care, everyone's breathing became heavier.
"Is this old guy crazy? Do you think a divine sacrifice can scare us?"
"Haha, I'm afraid he doesn't know that as long as we want, we can take away this sacrifice before the divine sacrifice begins."
"This is such a great opportunity. Not only is a treasure born in Kyushu, but I also take the initiative to send so many sacrifices. I'm not polite. My grandson has the resources to make a breakthrough!"
"..."
All the powerful men became excited.
At this time, Uncle Wei finally set up an ancient ritual formation. He straightened up, looked at a group of strong men who were about to move, and cleared his throat.
"You all must know that King Chen has been working under me for a long time."
King Chen.
As soon as the name came out, the noisy crowd fell silent for a moment.
Even after such a long time, his invincible demeanor is still engraved in the minds of many people. He faced the Great Sword Cultivator and shattered Cang Ming with one stick. This peerless achievement no one can ignore.
Although the world has returned to the era of Dao decline, spiritual energy has increased, and fierce places have been born, and treasures have been unearthed, many old antiques have already returned to a state of strength that is no weaker than that of the great sword cultivators of the day.
But they all understood that if King Chen had not been sealed by a pseudo-forbidden zone and suffered such an accident, he would definitely have reached a more terrifying situation!
More importantly, looking at King Chen's experience along the way, it is difficult to say whether people like him still have other trump cards.
Therefore, his name can still intimidate the powerful.
However, that was all. After a brief silence, some people started laughing again.
"Prince Chen, haha, do you want to remember this peerless talent from Kyushu once more before you die?"
"Even if he comes back, it's nothing now."
"A fifth-level supreme power wants to frighten the world with his remaining power? Haha, that's ridiculous!"
"..."
When Uncle Wei heard these words, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of sadness in his old eyes. He looked up at the mighty enemy, his back straight, his eyes cold, and he spoke calmly.
"Prince Chen and I have an irreconcilable relationship. They once left behind an ancient sacrificial method and told me not to use it unless it was a matter of life or death."
“This method will reflect his return wherever he is.”
After the words fell, the people who were originally indifferent and sarcastic suddenly fell silent. They all looked at the King of Wei Wu of Kyushu, as if to confirm the authenticity of his words.
