The Tianzhu in Yanmen County completely collapsed at this moment, turning into countless ashes and falling from the sky.
The strange beasts smeared with demonic energy crawled on the ground, motionless, and the ghost world that had been stretching out was no longer spreading forward, and the world fell into a kind of silence. The originally fierce battle was suddenly suspended at this time, and getting a respite should have been something to be happy about.
But no one can relax.
It's not just that the sky of Jiuxuanmen has dimmed.
The sky over the land of the Twelve Dynasties darkened. At this time, there was only darkness between the heaven and the earth. The battles in all places have been interrupted. In the entire vast land of the Twelve Dynasties, no matter where they are, everyone has seen the Black Stone King City in the sky.
The soldiers in black armor knelt down on the ground uncontrollably, prostrating, offering their awe to the ancient emperor who had returned after thousands of years.
In various dynasties, states and counties, cultivators of great power and status fell to their knees in the face of the heavy pressure from the sky, and the fear and submission of the ancestors to the ancient emperor awakened in the depths of their souls. The more powerful immortal cultivators had cold sweat on their foreheads, stabbed their swords into the ground with pale faces, and tried their best to contend with this terrifying majesty.
At this time, in their perception, the world seems to have changed completely.
Sky, earth, mountains, rivers.
It seemed that all the inanimate things they were familiar with suddenly had their own consciousness - they were at this time ruled by a supreme being.
The returning ancient emperor regained control of the land.
Only the space with only one place still preserves its independence.
In the area centered on the main peak of Jiuxuanmen, Emperor Xuan's majesty has been greatly weakened. Emperor Xuan controls the heaven and earth, but this space has not returned to his control. Although the people standing on the peaks of the Jiuxuanmen also felt the disturbing and frightening coercion, they did not have to kneel down and submit like people in other places.
This space seems to belong to another.
Emperor Xuan did not gain control over this space.
What kind of power is hidden under the main peak of Jiuxuanmen, and the power that is spreading wantonly around the king city is hindered in front of it, unable to move forward again.
Yi Heping lowered his head and looked under the Biyong Pavilion.
As the former head of the Nine Xuanmen, although he has since abdicated, he can still vaguely maintain a connection with the Xuanmen under the Biyong Pavilion. He could feel that after the last door, he had already reached the final stage. They need the last bit of time.
But Yi Heping was not the only one who sensed this.
In the sky, on the throne suspended in the Blackstone King City, the existence in the scarlet robe slowly opened his eyes.
Countless lightning burst out at that moment, and the world was turned into a vast paleness by these pale, crazy, doomsday-like lightning, just like Qing Ming was completely shattered in an instant. And at this moment, all the Qingming Pagodas on the land of the Twelve Dynasties completely collapsed.
Qingming Pagoda—The ninety-nine-story towers that symbolized the rise of immortals and the fall of ancient emperors all collapsed at this moment.
The collapse of the Qingming Pagoda announced the return of the ancient emperor.
Sitting on the throne, he looked at his royal city and slowly showed a happy smile.
The smile is full of madness and coldness.
—It was too long.
"I feel you."
Emperor Xuan looked down, his eyes seemed to pass through the thick bottom layer, and directly saw the majestic existence of the Xuanmen underground. His pupils were icy cold, and he didn't notice the crowd standing on the peaks of the Nine Profound Gate—in Emperor Xuan's eyes, Yi Heping and the others were just ants.
Some insignificant dust.
Will Canglong pay attention to the existence of ants
Won't.
"I still remember you."
Emperor Xuan said slowly, his voice carried a murderous intent like a slowly flowing glacier.
In his line of sight, everything between the heaven and the earth is empty, and there is only the last mysterious door standing underground. Behind Xuanmen, there is an existence that he must kill after exhausting everything.
He remembered that figure.
At the beginning, no one noticed the raging fire on the ground under the pillar of heaven—it was just some ants holding up their tentacles and clamoring. In front of them, what can ants do? The ancient emperors didn't even need to cast their gazes in person, the black armored royal city guards were enough to burn them to ashes.
But then things changed suddenly.
A person came out from nowhere.
The patriarch known as Bailishi is known as the person who guards the tomb.
That person appeared, and the ancient emperors began to fall, falling into the hands of the same person.
Emperor Xuan always remembered those moments, and he commanded the emperors of heaven and earth to lose their power in front of that person, turning into powerless ants. The man stood in the royal city belonging to the ancient emperor, walked through the glory and majesty of the emperor, drew his long bow, and shot a long arrow that destroyed everything.
The figure in a snow-white robe, the hood covered the face of that figure, and one could only feel the silent gaze of that person under the shadow.
——He watched everything, without love or hate, just pure ending.
"You killed them."
Emperor Xuan said.
The scarlet robe on his body seemed to be soaked in hundreds of millions of blood. When he spoke, the robe fluttered, and the smell of blood filled the world, like a prelude to killing.
Baidi, Taiyi.
The life of the ancient emperor is long, and the majesty of the ancient emperor is supreme. The only thing that can stand side by side with the ancient emperor is the same existence. For thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, Xuandi, Baidi, and Taiyi have existed together. It is a bond deeper than blood and all emotions in the world.
They are equally majestic and equally glorious.
However, the man in the white robe with the hood covering his face killed Baidi and Taiyi who were traveling with him.
In the battle before the deep sleep, Emperor Xuan could feel that the first person the opponent wanted to kill completely was not Baidi or Taiyi, but him. He is the king of war, he is in charge of the authority to kill, and he is the one the opponent most wants to kill. From the moment Baidi's royal city was tricked into the void, all the setups were directed at him in the end.
Bai Di burned his own undead fire instead of dying in the deadliest attack.
"It's ridiculous."
Emperor Xuan said.
The last long street on Wangcheng was completely formed.
Heavy horseshoes sounded, and the terrifying cavalry that Ye Qiusheng had seen in Namu King City passed the long street of the King City like a torrent. Under the indifferent eyes of Emperor Xuan, the steel-like wings of the beasts several feet high spread out. , The bronze armor worn on the different horse rubbed against each other, making a war song-like sound.
Giant silhouettes sat on those exotic horses, and knights in armor were also holding spears in their hands. The spears were made of unknown wild animal bones, and the pale spears were filled with wild energy. breath.
The black armored cavalry of the dynasty are like toys in front of this terrifying cavalry.
The black armor of the dynasty was as fragile as thin paper in front of the tens of thousands of tons of bronze armor on this cavalry.
The terrifying cavalry passed through the royal city like a torrent under the throne, with steel-like wings spread out, they charged down from the air, and launched an unprecedented charge against the people of Jiuxuanmen on the ground—whirlwinds, long rivers, all turbulent And violent things charge like that.
at the same time.
The sound of thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth, and thousands of lightnings shrouded down towards the Nine Profound Gate. If the thunder pool above the Nine Heavens suddenly overturned, all the thunders would tilt down. The silver lightning gathered into the brightest river in this time.
In the long river, the bronze cavalry swooped down with the momentum to smash and destroy everything.
Their wings are shrouded in a god-like brilliance.
Hu Da is like a divine punishment.
………………………………………
"From the Nine Profound Sect."
When Emperor Xuan opened his eyes, the sky and the earth fell into silence, and when everyone was silent, someone suddenly raised his voice and shouted in the direction of the main peak of Jiuxuanmen.
It was Bai Manqing.
He stood up from the rock, holding the wine in one hand and empty in the other. The wind ruffled his clothes, and he shouted his enemies in the wind.
"Catch it."
Accompanied by his voice, Bei He who was behind Bai Manqing suddenly threw a roll of things in the direction of the main peak of Jiuxuanmen. The elders who were struggling to maintain the unfolding of the emperor's map in the sky were startled, but they were unable to pull out to block the thing thrown by Bei Hao. Although the mist birds of prey had disappeared from the sky, the elders had to fight harder than before to resist the attack of the mist birds of prey to unfold the imperial map, so as to help the disciples of the Jiuxuanmen resist the coercion of the ancient emperor.
Yi Heping stood on the Biyong Pavilion and did not give way.
He reached out to catch what Bei Hao threw.
It was an almost complete map of mountains and rivers.
Yi Heping raised his head and looked at Bai Manqing who was standing on the rock. This young man who was murdered by Jiuxuanmen, his father and elder brother was standing against the wind with his wine in his hand, with a faint, incomprehensible smile on his face. , However, there was a mad flame hidden in his eyes.
As if asking:
—I have given you something, do you dare to use it? The fairy sects who take the protection of secrets as their own duty.
Yi Heping looked away, and he unfolded the map of mountains and rivers.
Driven by Yi Heping, the map of mountains and rivers suddenly unfolded, flew into the air, and merged with the sacrificed emperor map. At that moment, there seemed to be a low buzzing sound between the sky and the earth. The imperial map suddenly unfolded in the sky, golden rivers and mountains flowed out, and thousands of strange beasts that had disappeared from the earth rushed out of the mountains and rivers.
There are only mountain and river maps of mountains and rivers.
Only the emperor's picture of birds and beasts.
The combination of the two forms the most complete "Three Profound Emperors Picture"!
This was drawn by the Three Emperors in order to reverse the fate of falling at the end of the Wanxian Era. But an incomplete imperial map already requires most of the elders to use all their strength to fully stimulate it, let alone a complete imperial map that is approaching now.
- Dare to use it
The smile on Bai Manqing's face contained this playful and ironic question.
Yi Heping raised his head, looking at the doomsday scene in the sky.
"The disciples of the Nine Profound Sect listen to the order—"
He suddenly inserted the long sword in his hand into the center of the Eight Diagrams pattern of Biyong Pavilion. Dazzling light erupted from the place where the long sword sank.
"—Array—"
Yi Heping's voice resounded throughout the world.
Countless people responded loudly.
Within a few breaths, all the disciples of Jiuxuanmen stood at the familiar positions of the peaks, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and inserted the sword into the ground. The same light burst out the moment the sword was inserted into the ground. The bright icy blue light shines between the swords, walking close to the ground, connecting them together.
The icy blue light like a spider web spreads on the peaks and veins of the Nine Profound Gate, each disciple is a small node, when the light is connected, a huge, complicated, unprecedented formation Outlined on the ground.
The iron chains across the mountains lit up one after another, and formations were unfolding on the ground and in mid-air.
But not enough.
Too many disciples of Jiuxuanmen have died in battle!
Above the sky, Elder Yekui can see that the formation that is currently being formed is far from complete.
She glanced at the royal city in the sky.
"The disciples of the Hehuan Sect listen to the order—"
The red dress of the elder of the Hehuan Sect was as fierce as fire in the wind, and her voice also resounded through the heaven and earth.
"Array!"
The Hehuan Sect disciple stationed at Nine Profound Gate responded loudly, and stood at the vacant node without hesitation.
"The disciples of the Supreme Sect listen to the order—"
Ye Qiusheng stuck the knife into the ground, and blood slowly flowed down his face.
"Array!"
The disciples who accompanied Ye Qiusheng from the Taishangzong jumped out and stood in the vacant place without hesitation.
"The disciples of the Sanskrit Sect listen to the order—"
"The disciples of the Beast Master Sect listen to the order—"
"The disciples of Tianji Valley listen to the order—"
"The disciples of the array sect listen to the order—"
…
One after another, the sound resounded through the heavens and the earth. At this moment, the ants in the eyes of the ancient emperor broke out with all their strength and roared, everyone's face was solemn, and the blood was rushing in everyone's blood vessels. Moving, galloping.
The large formation continued to expand, and in a blink of an eye, every mountain peak in Jiuxuanmen was on top.
"The disciples of the Kyushu bank listen to the order—"
Liao Gan raised his Sushen Knife high, and the inverted galaxy spun on the blade, and he thrust the knife into the ground suddenly.
No one answered.
He raised his head and saw the mountains and plains, except for him, there were no disciples from the Kyushu bank standing.
——Except for him, all the Kyushu Bank disciples who escaped from the Qi and Qin Dynasty were killed.
"The Kyushu bank listens to the order!"
When Liao Gan's face was blank for a moment, someone suddenly responded loudly.
Ye Qiusheng stood on a peak, raised his head, and responded loudly.
"The Kyushu bank listens to the order!"
Liu Wuyan then responded loudly.
Then there is Monk Mingxin, Hezhou, Jun Wanbai, Chu Zhiyuan... more people, all over the mountains and plains, all the people wearing robes of different sects and different peaks, and at the end, everyone shouted in unison, They responded to Liao Gan in unison.
"Kyushu bank listens to the order!"
"Observe the order!"
…
The sound is like the sea, colliding back and forth between the peaks, mighty and mighty.
There was a look of crying and laughter on Liao Gan's face.
"Array!"
he roared loudly.
Everyone shouted at the same time.
Everyone is a disciple of Jiuzhou Qianzhuang, everyone is a disciple of Jiuxuanmen, everyone is a disciple of Taishangzong... everyone is a disciple of the Eighth Sect of Xianmen! The eight sects of Xianmen became one at this moment!
Kyushu bank is not destroyed!
Taishangzong did not die!
The eight sects of Xianmen are one!
The sound is like a tide. In this roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the great formation was completely formed, and the light covered every corner of the Nine Profound Gate, and the imperial map was completely unfolded.
In the long river of silver thunder and lightning, the torrent of cavalry charging down completely collided with the golden light. The loud noise continued between heaven and earth.
When Huangtu and the cavalry fell into a stalemate, Yi Heping suddenly pulled out the long sword inserted into the Biyong Pavilion, jumped up, and with the brilliance of the entire formation, he faced the cavalry restrained by Huangtu them.
Over a long period of time, the Eight Immortal Sects have indeed done many things that are not correct.
They have killed many people for the majesty of Xianmen!
They were once no longer the guardians of the common people!
They have done many wrong things!
However, they never forgot their mission!
The Eight Sects of the Immortal Gate—the Eight Sects of the Immortal Gate that guard the world! ! !
"Fairy Gate!!!"
Yi Heping, who has always been gentle and restrained, shouted loudly, he held the sword in both hands, and slashed the most brilliant sword in his life in the sky, together with his shout.
Fairy Gate!
Fairy Gate!
The sword light swept across the entire sky, carrying the pride and glory of all the disciples of the Immortal Sect, piercing down through the sky, and met the terrifying cavalry. In the light of the sword, the bronze armor weighing tens of thousands of tons on the giant cavalry and the different horses shattered and disappeared. The sword light, which was as bright as the silver lightning, tore through the long river, crossed the entire space, and headed towards the majestic royal city.
They are fairy gates!
It was the fairy gate established by the Eighteenth Gu Clan in order to keep the secrets of the era.
It is a fairy gate that exists to let the ancient emperor be completely buried by time.
They once lost their status and power, but at this last moment, everyone remembered their mission and the proudest glory.
The long river of silver lightning in the sky no longer exists, the bronze cavalry no longer exists, only the sword marks are still shining brightly in the gloomy sky. But when the sword light was heading towards the royal city, Emperor Xuan slightly raised his hand and waved it casually.
The sword light collapsed the moment it approached the royal city.
The faces of all the people who formed the formation were all snow-white, and the blow that Yi Heping exploded from the sky gathered all the strength of all the people and exploded.
Emperor Xuan raised his eyes and finally looked at the ants in his eyes.
"madness."
He says.
The silver lightning gathered together again, twisted and condensed into a blue dragon, and the blue dragon headed towards Yi Heping who was suspended in mid-air.
Yi Heping's pupils were imprinted with the figure of Canglong.
He broke his connection with the formation and went up alone.