"Solution!"
Countless people looked up at the sky, their hearts trembled violently, as if they had been hit by something.
Wang Yanbing, Bingjie.
Under the Haotian Immortal Gate, the first person under the Throne of Humanity, and the same famous figure as Jiang Taichu and Hua Qingyun, he was the upper immortal gate and was a soldier.
He seemed to be fulfilling his promise.
Do not enter the fairy gate, do not return.
However, after the soldiers are resolved, even if he enters the immortal gate, where will he return
Do people's hearts come home
But where is it
No one would have imagined that a generation of enchanting king Yanbing would be so decisive, the ultimate killing technique of the fairy method, the art of fighting soldiers, truly transcending the way, turning the body into the way of soldiers intact, and entering another level.
However, the price is life.
"Wang Yanbing." The Patriarch of the Wang family roared angrily. He hoped that Wang Yanbing could hold the sword and enter the immortal gate, but he had not thought of letting Wang Yanbing come to the battle.
Several generations of the Wang family came out with a Wang Yanbing, and they put all their hope on him, hoping that he can help the family return to the fairy gate, but even if the family can’t enter the fairy gate one step back, there is still Wang Yanbing. In the future, he will be in heaven. The world has a place.
He did not want to exchange his life for the family to enter the immortal gate, which is the hope of the king's family.
Wang Yanbing is also the hope of the family.
"Father, let him go once." A middle-aged man next to him calmly said while holding the trembling body of the Wang family's Patriarch. He looked at the magic storm above the sky with tears in the corners of his eyes. It was him.
However, regardless of success or failure, he will be proud of his son.
Wang Yanbing, the son of the Wang family, is an outstanding man of a generation.
The scene of the powerful men of the Wang family condensing the void, their expressions are extremely heavy and solemn, the Wang Family Tianjiao Wang Yanbing, fighting to death for the family.
Many people's eyes are slightly red, even if they are the emperor, they still have feelings.
People who have feelings will shed tears.
Perhaps, that young man carried too much, and the fate, honor and disgrace of the entire family were tied to him alone.
He has shouldered too many responsibilities when he shouldn't have been young, and the name of evolving soldiers is the Wang family's fairy law.
His name is Wang Yanbing.
Above the fairy gate, many big figures from the Haotian fairy gate such as Jiang and Huashi stood there quietly, their clothes fluttering, and they sighed secretly as they watched the figure of Xiakong soldiers.
Why is this so troublesome.
The rise and fall of the family has its own renewal, and who can guarantee that it will last forever, this in itself is a historical inevitable.
Back then, Gu Tianxing created the glory of the Gu clan and reached the summit, but what was the ending, the Gu clan was destroyed, and now only Gu Dongliu is left.
They stand on the top of the fairy gate and see the scenery that ordinary people cannot see, but they are also walking on thin ice, bearing the pressure and responsibility that ordinary people do not have. They shoulder the fairy gate. There are many responsibilities for the rise and fall.
This time, taking Gudong and returning to Xianmen is a huge pressure, and may even bring war to Xianmen.
Moreover, even if Wang Yanbing is a soldier, can he fulfill his long-cherished wish and set foot on the fairy gate
He bears responsibility. Gu Dongliu's body is not the same. It is the hatred of two generations. The hope of the Gu family is different from the Wang family. There is only one person in the Gu family.
Wang Yanbing cannot be defeated, and Gu Dongliu cannot be defeated.
No one can afford to lose.
"Why?" Ye Futian also sighed. He once said that there would be no Wang Yanbing at the top of Tianyu, but he didn't expect that he hadn't contended for the top of Tianyu, so he solved it.
Ye Futian looked at the battlefield and looked at the third senior brother. Even with the soldiers' interpretation, the third senior brother would definitely not retreat. He was very clear about the meaning of this battle for the third senior brother.
This was his first battle after he inherited the inheritance of Gu Tianxing.
If this battle is defeated, what is the significance of what Gu Tianxing has done, what Haotian Immortal Gate has done.
In the vast and boundless space, countless divine swords appeared, and each sword seemed to contain the will of Wang Yanbing. The soldier who had solved him, turned into a sword and a Tao.
Countless magic swords are all Wang Yanbing.
Gu Dongliu raised his head and looked above the void, with a slight wave in his heart. If it were normal, and seeing Wang Yanbing so persistent, he might make a step, but at this moment, he could not make this step.
Wang Yanbing did everything he could to win, and he couldn't be defeated.
For good luck, it can only be said that Wang Yanbing chose the wrong time. If he was a little earlier, perhaps Jiang Taichu might not be able to stop him. After all, Jiang Taichu would not give up his life to fight, maybe he could send the Wang family to immortality. Gate.
But he chose this point, and he questioned what Gu Tianxing and Haotian Immortal Sect did.
Everyone has their own mission and stand, and his mission is destined to keep Wang Yanbing under the fairy gate ladder.
The celestial image is flowing, the magic flows, Gu Dongliu's hands are imprinted, the nine characters are radiant, the divine light above the celestial image is covering the sky and the sun, it seems that there are countless immortal shadows condensing handprints at the same time, thousands of immortals and demons release their power together, The world is singing the sound of the great road, what a grand occasion this is.
"Om." The billions of god soldiers above the sky moved, killing them down.
Soldier solution, buried immortals.
What a grand occasion that billions of gods descended together, but at the same time, the handprints of the heavens blasted out, blasting towards the void, just listening to the roar of the sky above the sky, the roar of the road, and the emperor's release of power, Ban them from the aftermath of the battle.
The battlefield at this moment is too gorgeous, and the billions of gods seem to have been transformed by Wang Yanbing. He has gone forward to punish the heavens and demons.
The palm prints all collapsed and shattered and turned into nothingness. However, the map of absolute immortality turned into an array of absolute immortals, and it did not stop running. Surrounded by the nine characters, the heaven and the earth resonated, the avenues were homophonic, the immortals floated out, and thousands of magical soldiers killed. To the sky.
Even though the sky was smashed into the mouth of a storm by Wang Yanbing's attacking technique, it still couldn't break through the power of Gu Dongliu's Absolute Xiantu attack.
"Is it all useless?" Everyone sighed in their hearts, but sighed.
Wang Yanbing has done everything, but it is still useless.
Gu Dongliu's combat power has no solution at all.
Finally, the billions of magic soldiers will be exhausted.
Between heaven and earth, when there was only one sword left, there seemed to be a wailing sound.
This sword did not continue to attack, but turned around and walked towards the fairy gate stairs, slowly moving up.
As if wanting to go up to the fairy gate to take a look.
Seeing the last sword of loneliness, many people sighed, and they actually felt sadness.
Gu Dongliu looked there, he was also sad, but the fairy light still fell, blocking the sword, making it difficult for the sword to move forward.
Good luck makes people, Wang Yanbing is born out of time.
Everyone sighed, speechless.
"Wang Yanbing." The members of the Wang family were also sad and speechless.
Everyone felt a deep sadness, and from then on, there was no Wang Yanbing in the Wang Family.
"Let me go back." Wang Family Patriarch said, facing the sword of loneliness.
But at this moment, a figure was walking towards the void, his pupils were terrifying, as if he had opened his heavenly eyes, thinking of nothingness.
The fairy light circulated, Ye Futian looked at the swordsmanship: "Why bother!"
ps: Don’t be too little. I get up at 6 o’clock in the morning to write. I will go to get out of class and continue to write after class. Please guarantee the monthly pass!