Marquis of Grand Xia

Chapter 621: The spirit of war is immortal

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Above the void, the Immortal Palace appeared in the world, majestic and majestic, shocking everyone in the Immortal World.

The powerful men of "West Palace" lost their voices.

Since the collapse of the Western Immortal Realm, the Immortal Palace has also disappeared. For hundreds of thousands of years, everyone thought that the Immortal Palace had been destroyed in the change of the Immortal Realm. No one thought that the Western Palace would reappear today.

After a brief shock, a strong man in the fairyland came back to his senses and quickly swept toward the fairy palace.

The West Palace is now in the world, and the treasures hidden in the Asgard will also be born one by one. If you arrive first, you will have a chance.

Outside the fairy mountain, Princess Hongluan looked at the fairy palace that appeared in the distance, her beautiful eyes flashed a strange color, without further delay, the figure flashed past, and she swept towards the sky.

Not far away, the young figure in red saw this, and with a step, he also flew towards the fairy palace.

For a time, in the sky of the Immortal Realm, one after another streamer streaked across, coming from all directions, all swept toward the ups and downs of the Xiwang Palace in the sky.

Above the fairyland sky, the towering fairy palace is ups and downs, ancient and solemn, symbolizing the supreme kingship of the fairyland.

In front of the crowd, a golden streamer flashed by at a high speed, and upon closer inspection, the golden hairpin reflected by the dragon and the phoenix manifested its true appearance. After the seal was broken, it returned to the Asgard.

In a blink of an eye, the golden hairpin swept into the fairy palace and completely disappeared from the eyes of everyone.

The next moment, the black clothes and the red clothes swept over at the same time, and for a split second, the two swords clashed, and the sword light surged and scattered hundreds of feet.

"Momen Old Nine"

In the back, someone recognized the young man in black who first entered Asgard, and was surprised.

"It's Ninth Junior Brother"

Qi Huan and others also noticed this situation, and the speed of swept to the fairy palace was a little faster.

The parallel black clothes and red clothes are faster than everyone, and even the number of immortal stepping powerhouses are slightly behind, losing to the speed of the phoenix.

"Who is that person, the speed is not lost to the old nine of Momen"

"I don't know, never heard of it"

Seeing that someone had entered the fairy palace, everyone in the back accelerated their speed and refused to lag behind.

The two bodies disappeared, and behind, the woman in white also entered the fairy palace.

Then there were the powerful people who stepped into the realm of immortals, such as Princess Hongluan and Ling Luozhen. The powerful and unusual aura shocked everyone in the back.

On the Immortal Palace, one hall after another is staggered, the breath of the years is blowing, vast and heavy.

Time is precious, red clothes and black clothes chose a truce invariably, and rushed towards the direction where the golden hairpin disappeared.

The two of them stood side by side, in front of a huge palace, the two stopped, looked at the immortal hall with the door closed in front, and slashed the air with their swords.

With a bang, the door to the main hall collapsed, and the immortal palace, which had been covered in dust for countless years, once again manifested before the world.

The two stepped into the Immortal Hall with cautious expressions, not daring to be careless.

In the Immortal Palace, there is no one on the throne, and the once supreme Lord of the Western Immortal Realm has completely disappeared in the long river of time.

Ten steps before the throne, the two approached. Suddenly, the earth shook, and in the dazzling brilliance, a silver-armored figure gathered, screaming across the sky, and slammed the two back.

In an astonishing change, in front of him, a man in silver armor, with a young and handsome face, with extraordinary heroism, a halberd, dared to block thousands of troops.

"tick"

The sound of blood dripping sounded, and blood dripped from the hands of the two men in red and black, holding the sword. With just one move, they were seriously injured.

Behind the black clothes, the little girl looked very nervous. She understood that encountering any living existence in this fairyland would be the most terrifying thing.

After a moment of confrontation, the two bodies did not say a word, and they swept up again, with two swords, walking at extreme speed, killing the spirit of war.

The silver armor general swung his halberd to fight, and the silver brilliance shone without any flaws, and the two swords could not move an inch.

The extreme speed was restrained, the demon body turned a thousand miles, and the sword fell like a mountain, slashing the front.

The cooperation of power and speed, tacit understanding, one fast and one sinking, and then the battle situation is started.

The body of the confrontation, the sword light and the halberd light swayed, and the land of the fairy palace, one after another gully appeared, which was extremely dazzling.

The immortal generals who are brave and skillful in battle, with one enemy against two, do not lose the slightest advantage, and gradually suppress the edge of the two swords.

Strength and speed, the first is awkward, the expression on both bodies is more and more dignified, the speed is pinned down, the enemy is defeated, and the invincible cooperation is actually in vain.

When the battle situation was in decline, silhouettes swept across the back, and the woman in white, Princess Hongluan, Qi Huan and others appeared, looked at the battle situation ahead, and stopped.

"Immortal general under the king," Princess Hongluan said in a condensed voice.

"trouble"

Qi Huan, Ling Luozhen, and the other three peak masters also had serious expressions. The immortal general in front of him was obviously only a wisp of remnant soul, but he had such a terrifying pressure.

"Let's join hands, otherwise no one will get through"

Seeing that the two swords could not be supported, Qi Huan, the master of the third peak in yellow, glanced at the crowd and said.

"Can"

The Hongluan princess, the white-clothed woman, and several immortal-treading powerhouses nodded and agreed.

Momen, Hongluan King Realm, people from Lingxu Star Territory, plus all star powerhouses, nearly ten Step Immortals and dozens of Great Perfection-level existences joined forces.

Ten steps before the throne, the young generals in silver armor moved at the same time.

In the battle situation, the demon body pulled the little girl out, looking ahead, her deep eyes couldn't see much change.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and there are still people in the Immortal Palace. Even the soul body is unimaginable.

It is conceivable how powerful this person was before he was able to support it with the body of the remnant soul.

In addition, the change of the phoenix body is also really strange. In the Xiaoyue Chang'an restaurant, he felt a little wrong from the sword wound on Hongluan's face. With the character of the phoenix body, he would never treat an innocent woman. Down with this poison.

While thinking, outside the battle, a young man in a sackcloth shirt appeared with a little boy, watching the battle, a little bit of coldness flashed on the sullen face from time to time.

Before the throne, the battle situation became more and more fierce. Dozens of strong men above the Great Perfection joined forces to cut down the immortals retrogradely.

A general in silver armor, with a halberd in hand, one person is in charge of the pass, and ten thousand people are not allowed to open it.

Just at the moment when the battle reached the white-hot moment, outside the Immortal Hall, the heaven and the earth trembled, and a terrifying and unusual sword qi appeared, without warning, breaking through the air.

The demon body felt it, and immediately retreated several dozen feet, avoiding the sword energy.

However, several Great Perfection powerhouses in the battle were not so lucky. The sword energy passed through the body, and it was too late to react, and the body exploded.

Everyone was horrified and immediately retreated, but seeing that the sword light and the halberd collided, with a bang, General Yinjia retreated for the first time.

Outside the Immortal Hall, the figure of Ziyi walked over, looking about thirty years old, with a divine golden long sword in his hand, the sword intent was domineering, which made people terrified.

"Purple Clothes"

Qi Huan, Ling Luozhen, and the other three Momen peak masters changed their expressions, and no one thought that this person would appear here.

A hundred years ago, Ziyi Hou held a sword and challenged Zhiyu Peak, but many disciples of Momen were unable to stop it. In the end, Lord Mo made a move, but it was only a narrow victory, and he was barely repelled.

It can be said that in the entire Hongluan Star Region, Ziyihou is the powerhouse standing at the top, and few people can match.

When Ziyi Hou appeared, everyone present subconsciously retreated. The existence of stepping on the immortal realm is almost a symbol of invincibility.

Before the throne, General Silver Armor's calm eyes first saw a condensed color, and the halberd blocked the pass, not letting half a step.

"The fairyland has been destroyed, your era has passed, you should not exist"

Ziyi Hou said in a cold voice, moving, the divine golden sword fell, majestic and domineering, the world changed dramatically.

The swords and halberds were connected, the aftermath scattered, the silver armor general took three steps back, and the soul body shook violently.

"Three strokes, take your life"

Ziyi Hou snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand attracted the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, and the second majestic sword with endless killing power fell down again.

With a bang, General Yinjia took three steps back, and cracks appeared in his hand.

Outside of the battle situation, everyone's eyes are shocked and difficult, and stepping on the real world is actually so powerful.

"You have done your best, the last sword will send you westward"

At the end of the battle, a fatal sword was struck, the sword was not yet released, and the sword intent had spread.

"My King" General Silver Armor looked back, a flash of regret flashed in his eyes, and he persisted for hundreds of thousands of years, but after all, he could not wait for the king to return.

The unyielding will, even at the last moment, still did not waver in the slightest.

The immortal general of Wang Xia was brave and good at fighting in his lifetime, and he was also proud of the world after his death.

The swords and halberds were connected, and in an instant, time and space stagnated, and the dazzling golden light illuminated the fairy palace.

The next moment, in front of everyone, a beautiful figure that suppressed ancient and modern walked out, with a peerless and flawless face, beyond all recognition, people dared not look directly.

The woman raised her hand, the long sword stopped, and with a slight wave, the blade shattered, and the battle was separated.

"Uh"

Ziyi Hou flew out, fell to the ground in embarrassment, vomited a mouthful of blood, and looked at the woman in front of him with a horrified expression.

Western Queen!

The Immortal Lord found that the terrifying coercion swept all directions, the entire Immortal Realm shook violently, and the process of collapse accelerated.

Outside the battle, the shock in everyone's hearts was equally hard to hide. There was no doubt that the woman in front of her was the Lord of the Western Immortal Realm in the ancient times, who once suppressed the three ancient times.

"My King" General Yinjia suppressed his excitement and said respectfully.

"Jingxuan, you've worked hard," the Queen Mother of the West said softly.

"The responsibility of the subordinates, dare not speak bitter," General Yinjia replied.

"You've done a good job, you can leave the rest to me, you, rest." The Queen Mother of the West glanced ahead and said calmly.

"Yes"

The general of Shining Armor knelt down and gave a final salute.

"The soul of war is immortal, my king is a thousand years old." There is no regret. After the immortal general Jingxuan has been struggling for hundreds of thousands of years, he finally reached the end of his life.