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Qin Shuang's voice fell from the high platform to the east. Qin Shuang combines martial arts, magic and Confucianism. Not to mention combat power, his understanding of the way of heaven is actually no longer comparable to that of a martial saint. From the simple to the deep , in detail, while preaching, I also sorted out my understanding of the way of heaven in detail, and further promoted my understanding. As she preached, she had vaguely glimpsed the origin of the great avenue.
At this time, Qin Shuang has completely forgotten about him. He has forgotten whether he is preaching or not, so he keeps pouring out his insights from his mouth, as bright as a bell, as thin as a moist stream, and with traces of Taoist rhyme coming from the sky. Falling down, hovering around her body, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed in a radius of thousands of miles, converging towards the Iron Wall City and the central square, condensing into pieces of clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
Everyone in Gao Taidong was so mesmerized that they completely forgot about him.
The small building is there.
Shen Qiu and Xueyi stood in front of the window with their legs crossed. Originally, the two of them had no intention of listening. After all, they discussed Qin Shuang every month. Although Qin Shuang always had unique insights, the two of them did not think that Qin Shuang Better than them.
So the two of them did not go to the central square, but stood in front of the window of the small building, watching Qin Shuang's sermon with an indifferent mood.
But no…
Unknowingly, the two of them were intoxicated...
A trace of Taoist rhyme fell from the sky, more and more, like flowers flying in the sky. The trace of Taoist rhyme centered on Qin Shuang, spreading to the surroundings. Gradually, a sound echoed throughout the Iron Wall City.
That's not the sound of Qinshuang.
The entire Iron Wall City was gradually shrouded in a layer of crystal-clear light amid the swirling rhythm of silk threads.
Outside the Iron Wall City.
Thirteen people were flying towards that direction quickly. Thirteen people all carry unhealed scars, and their faces are covered with dust. The leader is a young man, but his young face has vicissitudes that belie his age, and he has a pair of eyes as bright as stars. He stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Almost there!"
Next to him, a middle-aged man about 1.7 meters tall with arms above his knees glanced forward and said:
"You can see the Iron Wall City after climbing over that mountain."
"torch! "
The young man's spirit suddenly became excited and he quickened his pace. The thirteen people flew up like flying eagles and ran toward the mountains ahead.
"Whoosh..."
The young man jumped to the top of the peak, and then he stood there stunned. Behind him, twelve figures leaped up, standing side by side with the young man, and then they all stared into the distance with dumbfounded eyes.
What a spectacle it is!
A faint seven-colored light enveloped a huge city. The city was majestic and majestic, but the layer of faint seven-colored light only added to the splendor.
"Then...Iron Wall City..."
Thirteen people all felt their throats were dry. They had never seen the holy mountain of Wuzong Palace, but this was the first feeling that came to their hearts after seeing Iron Wall City at this moment.
Holy place!
These thirteen people are all iron-blooded and determined people, and there are six martial arts kings, and Yu Dong's seven are also at the peak of martial arts masters. Dong Lai is able to survive in the land occupied by demons, and he is constantly hunting demons and demons. His determination and cultivation level are evident.
Ever since they heard that Qin Shuang established the Crescent Moon Empire, sixty-eight people had fought their way towards Iron Wall City from the land occupied by demons, and then crossed the boundless desert. When they got here, sixty-eight people were left. Thirteen of them were killed, the thirteen strongest.
But no…
At this time, when those thirteen iron-blooded men with strong determination saw the iron-walled city shrouded in a layer of seven-colored treasure light, they actually had the idea of worshiping from the bottom of their hearts, and warm liquid flow surged outside their chests. His eyes were hot, and he felt an urge to cry.
The leading young man took a deep breath, his face flushed with excitement, and he suddenly raised his arms and shouted:
"torch! Crescent Moon Empire, they are coming! "
"Crescent Moon Empire, they are coming!"
"They're coming!"
Thirteen people rushed eastward to the high mountains and headed towards Tiebikuan.
Iron wall pass.
The city gates are wide open.
There are hundreds of warriors guarding both sides of the city gate.
But no, at this time those warriors all sat on the ground and walked away, closing their eyes and immersed in understanding.
"Swish swish..."
Thirteen figures landed in front of the city gate, looking at the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, the leading young man wanted to ask, but as Ruming had already become the King of Wu, he naturally saw that those people were immersed in understanding and it was not easy to interfere. His expression was a little dazed, and even his steps were much lighter. He walked into the city gate and walked along the avenue towards Chojuan.
A clear and beautiful voice came from a deep source. It seemed hazy and yet clear, like the faint sound of a fairy, and like a great bell or a bell, making people unconsciously intoxicated by it.
Looking around, in the streets and alleys, in front of the house and behind the house, there are warriors, male or female, old or young, and everyone has the same expression:
Intoxicated...
In a daze, the thirteen people walked eastward unknowingly...
Line of defense for life.
Thirteenth Bastion Military Headquarters.
A warrior took off his armband and placed it on a general's table.
"General, he begged to leave."
The general looked startled. The person in front of him was Yunda Kai. He had a cultivation level of the seventh level of King Wu, and his combat power was close to that of the ninth level of King Wu. He was extremely tough, but he was someone he valued very much. His eyes flickered from the armband placed on the table. He moved away and looked at Yundakai.
"Why?"
"Their commander is back, and he begs to return to the team."
"Commander?"
"The original leader in the ice field."
"Is it the Pang Huang that I often mention?"
"no!"
The general was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I can ask him to join the military. He..."
Wen Dakai shook his head, and the general fell silent again. After a while he said: "Have you really decided?"
"Decided!"
There was a trace of regret on the general's face, and he nodded and said: "Go ahead, just beg him not to die. I can come back at any time."
"Thank you General!"
The Eighth Bastion.
"Boy, do I know that once I leave the army, all my benefits, including glory points, will be invalidated."
"he knows."
"Without the help of the army, my cultivation would have stagnated, and I initially died at the demon's legs."
"No trouble!"
"roll!"
Warriors separated from the fortress legions one by one and gathered towards the first fortress. These people were not the warriors who came from the ice field to join the life defense line in the past. They are all warriors of the Qin Empire, and they all once had a leader.
Pang Huang!
After Pang Huang left the ice field, they were temporarily dispersed. Some of them stayed in the ice field and joined other teams. Some people left the ice field and went to the life defense line to join the army. Because they are not members of the Qin Empire, they long to return to their homeland one day.
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