The wind and clouds roared in the night, and the changes in the celestial phenomena caused by the changes in the magnetic field spread across the world. In just half an hour, they had already alarmed the meteorological bureaus of various countries around the world.
Weather warnings were sent to all parts of the country one after another, as if a storm was coming.
That night, not many people in Treasure Island and even Daxuan slept well. Under a huge pressure as if the sky was low, only a lot of dreamers were able to sleep peacefully.
More people could not sleep, or looked out the window in surprise or worry.
Under the night with thunder and lightning and dark clouds covering the sky, no one could see that the 'Alien Door' pierced by the Royal Sword was emitting a faint light.
.......
Three red suns are in the sky, shining on the heaven and earth.
The sky was just right on this day, and it was also the time when the gate of Wangquan Road was opened.
In front of the Jie Jian Stone, the huge flat square was crowded with people. People from the martial arts world from all over the world gathered here and were all waiting quietly.
Countless people gathered here, but there was not a trace of noise in the square.
Everyone's eyes fell on the young Taoist standing on the high platform in the middle of the square, holding a sword, and they were deeply in awe.
On this day, the weather was not that good. It was this young man who led the formation with his sword, dispersing the clouds and revealing the sun.
Inducing celestial phenomena is one of the symbols of a master of divine veins.
Even today, Divine Pulse is a well-deserved master.
Not to mention, this person can also control the formation. This method is obviously the 'Heaven and Man's Qi Technique'.
"The technique of fortune-telling should have three aspects, observing the stars is the aspect of the sky, observing the earth's veins and feng shui is the aspect of the earth, and fortune-telling is the aspect of the human being. Only when the three elements are combined into one can we practice the 'celestial and human aspect' of my kingly power... ..."
The young man sheathed his sword and spoke calmly: "If you have the opportunity to enter my royal realm, you will also have the opportunity to learn the 'Qi-seeing Technique of Heaven and Man'."
The young man's words were concise and to the point. He did not make a long speech, and directly announced the start: "The ancestors once said that no matter how educated they are, no matter whether they are men, women, old or young, whether they have martial arts skills or not, and which country they come from, they can enter the royal power."
His voice was not very loud, but it rang clearly in everyone's ears.
Buzz~
And as his voice sounded, streams of light appeared visible to the naked eye on the top of the King Quan Mountain, which was more than 3,000 feet high.
The many streams of light intertwined with each other and flowed down, spreading from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, faintly outlining a huge portal with an aura as deep as the starry sky.
"Those who are not firm in heart, unstable in mind, who are evil-minded, and have evil thoughts should not enter this door."
The young man's sleeves and robes fluttered and he said loudly: "The one who walks up to the top of the mountain is the disciple of my King's Power Dao!"
The introduction to the way of kingship is the real introduction.
What we entered was the gate called the 'Southern Gate'.
Of course, after you get started, you have to do five years of homework in Wenxintang. If you make a mistake, you will be kicked out.
"There are so many people..."
At the end of the mountain road, Chu Fan, Feng Mingtao and others stood side by side, looking at the ant-like flow of people down the mountain, muttering slightly to themselves.
Wang Quan Dao opens a small mountain gate once every five years and a large mountain gate once every ten years. After more than three thousand years, the eighth day of November has become the most grand festival in the world.
It is said that this is the day when the founder of King Quan was born.
"Unfortunately, this day is destined to be a bloody day."
Feng Mingtao's burly body is quite eye-catching among the disciples. He and Chu Fan are the same batch of disciples.
Wang Quan Dao takes "discussing deeds regardless of heart" to the extreme. Even if you have evil thoughts in your heart, you still have to change them, and your mistakes are unforgivable.
Even the disciples who have entered the sect have to go up and down the mountain every day. Once they do something evil, they cannot escape the three-foot sword on their head.
There is no such thing as atonement, and there is no such thing as a single thought.
It is precisely because of this that for three thousand years, the way of royal power has always stood firm, and it has always been the leader in the right way, and no one is dissatisfied.
He still remembers the river of blood in front of the Nantian Gate on the day he entered, and the screams made it difficult for him to sleep peacefully for many days.
But even so, there are always people who are lucky.
Every year when the mountain gate is opened, many people lie dead in front of Wangquan Mountain.
Today is no exception.
"But I don't know how many dreamers there are among this group of people."
Chu Fan used the sound transmission technique to say this directly to Feng Mingtao alone.
Compared to the chaos 3,300 years ago, the world today is far too peaceful. Whether it is Jianghu or the world, there is almost no one who is good at wielding weapons.
King Quan Dao hangs the sword in the world, and there is almost no resistance.
King Quan Dao is the first choice for all dreamers.
"It won't be less after all."
Feng Mingtao shook his head in his heart: "This job is too boring. I heard that there is a King Quan Sword in Youzhou. If you can go and take a look, wouldn't it be much better than looking at the gate here?"
Not everyone likes to look at gates, and Feng Mingtao dislikes this job very much. Unfortunately, where does he have any choice?
"It's okay if you don't go. Many dreamers are gathering in Youzhou. I don't know how many people are going to die. You and I almost fell into trouble before. Although you will lose the qualification to enter the 'dream' after dying twice, you still have to be careful."
Chu Fan sighed.
The king's power hangs over the world and upholds the laws of all countries, but killing is inevitable.
He and Feng Mingtao were also ambushed and killed once. The person who did it was that "Truman". That time, most of the team of more than thirty dreamers were killed by him, and the two of them narrowly survived.
"'Truman'!"
When he mentioned this matter, Feng Mingtao's face suddenly darkened: "Sooner or later I will get back this revenge!"
"It's hard to say. According to the news from White Tiger, Truman has become a disciple of the Six Prisons, a hidden sect. Although the sect is not well-known, it has been spread for more than three thousand years. The Heart Sutra of Fighting Demons he learned is not Inferior to many true transmissions of my royal power..."
Chu Fan shook his head and was not optimistic.
It is said that 'Truman' has seen the immortality of gods in Xuanxing, and has cultivated Yin and Yang Wuji in five years in a dream, and is only one step away from reaching the ninth level of heaven and man. .
His ability to fight demons in one hand was shocking, and he easily escaped from several sieges organized by the Special Affairs Bureau.
Unless they can enter the core of King Quan Dao and learn the true teachings of King Quan Dao.
Feng Mingtao was suddenly speechless.
Although the true teaching of Wang Quan Dao is open to all disciples, it is extremely difficult to get started. In just five years, do you want to master the art of looking at the qi of heaven and man, Wang Quan Zhenyue Sword?
How difficult is that?
At least among all the dreamers so far, only 'Truman' has truly mastered heaven-level martial arts. Moreover, it seems that he was taught the skills by an old devil.
Just like Xuan Xing, there are many teaching materials for everyone to learn, but those who really achieve success are still a very small number among the very few.
"It's Senior Brother Zhang!"
"Senior Brother Zhang is back!"
While the two were talking via voice transmission, they suddenly heard the noise from down the mountain, and several Wang Quan Dao disciples beside them also exclaimed in surprise.
"Which Senior Brother Zhang?"
Chu Fan came back to his senses and was startled when he heard the noise coming from down the mountain.
"Of course it's Senior Brother Zhang Hongfei. When he comes back this time, could it be that he has brought back our contemporary sword master of Wang Quan Dao?"
Several Wang Quan Dao disciples were all very excited and wanted to go down the mountain immediately.
Feng Mingtao and Chu Fan were shocked at the same time. He already stood up and headed down the mountain amidst the shouts of several disciples.
Both of them had condensed the Qi of their hands and feet, and they were extremely fast. With this force, they were in the middle of the mountain road in a few moments, looking down.
On a road that many people at the foot of the mountain voluntarily gave way to, they saw a swordsman in blue holding the hand of a child and walking slowly towards the mountain gate.
"Junior Brother Zhang?"
At the foot of the mountain, the young man who was in charge of recruiting disciples frowned when he saw the swordsman in blue: "Who hurt you?"
"Senior brother Lin, there is no need to worry. It's just that he killed too many people and lost his temper."
Zhang Hongfei coughed lightly, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my destiny and brought back the future sword master of my sect."
The boy was about six or seven years old. He seemed to have never seen so many people and was a little nervous for a moment.
"Good boy, what's your name?"
The young man got off the platform, touched the little boy's fleshy face affectionately, and was about to take out the greeting gift.
Suddenly my heart skipped a beat and I raised my eyebrows.
Just then, a cloud layer above the long sky suddenly exploded, and a figure jumped down from the sky. While in mid-air, he let out a long roar:
"Do it!"
Zhengzhengzhengzheng~~~
The moment the words echoed, clumps of sword light suddenly bloomed in the crowd, blasting with wind and thunder, creating a cold and murderous aura.
They attacked Zhang Hongfei and the others from all directions in the west.
And what was faster than the swords all over the sky was the powerful fist seal falling from the sky.
The moment the fist seal was struck, the airflow in the air boiled and exploded, and the extremely powerful fist intention was like a substance, blasting down across hundreds of feet.
Its target is not Zhang Hongfei, but the entire square!
Thousands of meters away, a strong wind was blowing up at the foot of Wangquan Mountain. The scattered energy was as sharp as a knife, causing everyone to retreat.
His divine will is tyrannical and nakedly displayed in front of everyone. If you dare to hide, everyone else will die!
"Be bold!"
Zhang Hongfei's face darkened. He didn't expect that someone would dare to chase him to the foot of Wangquan Mountain and act so recklessly, and he immediately felt angry.
Buzz~
Without any movement, a sword light that looked like a swimming dragon had already risen into the sky, pulling out thousands of air currents that made a sharp neighing sound.
Met that mountain-shaking punch.
"'Truman'!"
Chu Fan, who had just stepped off the mountain path, felt the familiar fist, and his expression suddenly changed: "How dare these people hit the King Quan Sword's attention?!"
"How audacious!"
Feng Mingtao was also shocked.
The way of royal power is so tyrannical, and there are so many masters of divine veins. Not to mention that this 'Truman' has never stepped into the ninth level of heaven and man. Even if he has stepped into the peak of heaven and man, he is seeking death if he comes to provoke him.
"No, he, he really wants to die!"
Chu Fan's eyelids jumped wildly.
Is the dreamer afraid of death?
Of course, I am afraid, but the dreamer who has one chance to come back and two chances to survive will at some point become the most terrifying death warrior in the world.
Such as this time.
boom!
Amidst the clang of the sword, the sound of the explosion of protective aura echoed through the sky.
Countless people in the square became horrified.
I saw the man falling from the sky, his fist seals striking down horizontally, but he completely ignored Zhang Hongfei's sky-cutting sword. Even though the protective aura was chopped into pieces by the sword, he was still on guard.
He just stared at the prison-like sword light and punched another King Quan Dao master who was facing him from all directions.
"madman?!"
Zhang Hongfei never expected that a great master made of divine veins would come up and not care about life and death, and he was surprised for a moment.
Moreover, the many masters who roared out from the crowd all around launched suicidal attacks on their junior brothers, regardless of life or death.
Where did all these lunatics come from?
"If you want to die, I will help you!"
With a thought in his mind, Zhang Hongfei turned his long sword and tore apart the remaining body-protecting aura of the visitor. With just a twist, his entire arm was cut off.
The remaining power continued to flow towards his neck!
If you chop off your arm and you don’t hide, what if I chop off your head?
"Um?!"
The next moment, Zhang Hongfei's condensed expression finally changed.
That person actually ignored his beheading sword and punched Senior Brother Lin's body-protecting aura, exchanging death for injury?
Tsk~
The sword light cut off the head as if practiced, and the column of blood spurting out was also cut open.
But at the same time, a low thunderous explosion also sounded.
Senior brother Lin didn't expect that his junior brother didn't stop him for even a moment, and his protective aura was broken due to his inattention.
It flew out horizontally and blood spurted out.
But his long sword flew horizontally, like thousands of silver threads falling down. At the moment of flying horizontally, he also killed dozens of dead soldiers who rushed out of the crowd.
For a moment, the smell of blood surged into the sky, and blood flowed into a river on the square.
"Sword Master!"
Zhang Hongfei was startled, and his eyes suddenly burst into tears.
The moment Senior Brother Lin was pushed back, a figure flew out from the crowd like a ghost, with his arms spread out like an eagle pouncing on prey, and held the child under his arm.
Suddenly, he had already rushed hundreds of feet, pulling out ghost shadows all over the sky, and was about to run away!
"Hahaha!"
Seeing that the ghost had succeeded, many people who jumped out laughed loudly, and without any fear, they directly activated the secret technique to fight for their lives.
Madly rushed towards Zhang Hongfei and the two.
The worst among the group of people were those who had condensed several Qi veins, and there were even a few people who had condensed Qi veins, under the impact of such a large scale of 'death warriors'.
Even though Zhang Hongfei and the two had used real fire, it still took them three breaths to kill all the attackers.
And within three breaths, the man had escaped dozens of miles away.
The person who took action was actually a master of divine veins!
"If you dare to come to Wangquan Mountain to cause trouble, you are seeking death!"
The moment the ghost escaped, cold shouts came from the top of Wangquan Mountain, and then sword lights shot through the air, chasing the ghost.
"You can't escape!"
Zhang Hongfei's face turned livid, he shouted low, his breath rolling like fire, and he chased after him.
Phew~
However, Senior Brother Lin jumped over and landed on the high platform. His face was as frosty as he swept across the chaotic square. No one knew how many dead soldiers there were among thousands of people.
If you want to find out one by one, even the most elite East and West factories in the imperial court do not have this ability.
But for King Quan Dao, it is not that difficult.
He raised his long sword and said with a cold breath: "Now, everyone, go up the mountain!"
Dead soldiers will not be able to pass through the 'Nantian Gate'!
He really had murderous intentions!
"Truman, are you going to die now?"
Looking at the messy square and the headless corpse in a pool of blood, Feng Mingtao was a little confused.
"This, King Quan Dao actually ignored it?"
Chu Fan was also a little confused.
At this time, except for some disciples swarming out, why didn't any of the old guys on the mountain come out?
Could it be that all the masters of the ninth level of King Quan Dao, Heaven and Human, have closed their doors to death?
This is impossible...
Boom!
But the next moment, an earth-shaking loud noise exploded behind Wangquan Mountain.
This sound wave was so ferocious that it instantly displaced thousands of miles of air waves. The sound was so huge that the moment it was heard, thousands of people in the square at the foot of the mountain were knocked unconscious without saying a word.
More people were so shocked that their eyes were black and their orifices were bleeding!
"puff!"
Feng Mingtao and Chu Fan were so shocked that they vomited blood and looked back in shock.
I saw the turbulent air waves sweeping across the entire sky, the void shattered like multiple ice crystals, and thousands of twisted and ferocious faces filled the entire sky at once:
"Where are you?"
"Stop evil!"
On the top of Wangquan Mountain, a long and clear roar sounded.
Then the sword lights intertwined vertically and horizontally, turning into a sword dragon spanning hundreds of miles, slashing into the broken void.
Those hundreds of twisted and ugly faces.
Boom!
Shocking!
Under the shocking collision, with Wangquan Mountain as the center, the earth and void for hundreds of thousands of miles trembled crazily.
The wind and clouds in the sky were shattered, the mountains on the earth collapsed, and countless grass, trees, sand and stones flew away in all directions under the beating of tornadoes.
boom!
Amidst the earth-shattering collisions, countless cold, harsh and vicious voices merged into one sound, exploding in the ears of countless people throughout the Royal Power Mountains and many cities in Fengzhou:
"It's my turn!"
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