The most difficult system to open in history

In the western suburbs of Shenjing, where the Fourth Army of Shenjing is stationed, Youchi, Pengri, and the three armies of Shenwei, which have been assembled before, are still waiting in line in the large colony. With a slight sound, heavy snow gradually covered it, turning into snow-white sculptures.

A rush of hoofbeats, accompanied by a roar, broke the peace in this forbidden area.

"There is an order from the White Emperor's Palace. The tiger talisman is here. Marquis Weiyuan rebelled and colluded with other races to besiege and kill Marquis Zhenyu, Youchi, and Pengri. The three armies of the gods and guards rushed to the rescue two hundred miles north of Shenjing at the fastest speed. , cut off all the alien races, and brought back the head of Marquis Weiyuan."

The snow-white sculpture in the school grounds burst instantly, and the three-color armor pierced the sky and the earth!

There was a wind blowing in the sky, and the Youyi Army, the fastest marching army in the world, had melted into the wind and disappeared.

The ghost ship floating in the sky of the northern wasteland, although still haunted by ghost energy, there are very few ghosts wandering around it. The entire pitch-black formation was torn out by Fudo Mingwang one after another, and snowflakes fell from it, turning into One by one black crystals fell.

A hexagonal, small and delicate Mingjing landed on Zhen Yuhou's shoulder, bounced to the side, continued to fall, and landed on another handsome face, but there was no trace of it in the eyes of that face. There is no spirit, and the vitality has disappeared.

There were four Tianyuwei corpses lying on the ground, and one was held by Zhenyu Hou Lin Lang, so only two of the ten Tianyuwei who came to intercept and kill remained.

Zhen Yuhou walked towards Yu Mie, the commander of the Tianyu Guard, with very steady steps, gently leaving a series of shallow footprints on the dark brown ground, with a slight force in his right hand, he crushed the head he was holding in his hand.

The Grand Commander Yu Mie stood on the ground with one hand, raised his head, there was regret on his flawless face, and a middle-aged man who was walking slowly was reflected in his golden eyes. He was not tall, but he was still calm.

"It's a pity that we have tried our best and tried our best, but we are only close to killing you. Now, under this Netherworld formation, everyone is exhausted, so whoever lives and who dies in the end depends on the source and the vitality of the world. recovery speed."

Yu Mie's voice came out of his mouth, and after a pause, it continued to sound, which seemed a bit intermittent:

"Your cultivation level has reached semi-holy, and you are in the prime of life of the human race, when the blood is most vigorous, so all of us here are naturally the fastest to recover from you."

Zhen Yuhou had already walked in front of Yu Mie, and looked down at the kneeling commander of Tian Yuwei.

"However, you should be clear that our empire can plunder the seeds of faith to supplement consumption, so I still have the strength to fight."

The leader of Tianyuwei raised his hand and grabbed another Yu clan beside him, and grabbed it hard. The latter turned into a seed of faith and was absorbed directly. The purple flame of faith on Yu Mie's body began to burn blazingly again. Grab a spear of holy light from the void, and stab it into the waist of Zhen Yuhou Lin Lang from bottom to top.

The spear of holy light pierced from Zhen Yuhou's back, Yu Mie's face was ecstatic, and then turned to astonishment, and struggled, because a huge and powerful palm grabbed his throat, lifted his whole body, and lifted him from the ground. The huge force coming from his throat made it difficult for him to breathe, and the old and slightly weak voice of Bai Mingxiu, the great elder of Mingzong not far away, sounded in his ears:

"Don't waste your energy, even if you are the peak of the great master and have not broken through that layer of barriers, you will never be able to guess the mystery of the realm of the half-sage, even if the half-sage has only a little strength left, he can survive between elementalization and physical body." You can switch between them at will, and your holy light can't reach the original level, so for Zhen Yuhou, you can basically ignore it."

The eyes of the commander of Tianyuwei were full of despair, and the power coming from his throat was getting stronger and stronger, and it was accompanied by intense heat. It was the Fudo Mingwanghuo that was gradually recovering.

Zhen Yuhou Lin Lang pinched his right hand fiercely, and a golden flame burned above Yu Mie's throat, and at the same time said lightly:

"I am the Grand Marshal of the Great Xia Xijiang Endless Mountain. I am responsible for defending against foreign races outside the country. Now that you and other foreign races have stepped into the land of Great Xia, it is my negligence. So no matter what, even if I die, you must die. This is the glory of Great Xia."

"Does that count me?"

A faint voice of inquiry sounded from not far away, with the unique smell of Hexu Mountain in Fengcheng of Guizhou, accompanied by a slender figure walking in the wind and snow, with snow on his shoulders It survived, but when he walked in, he found that his face was quite handsome, but his right arm was empty.

It's a human race, young, in his early twenties!

Zhen Yuhou left Yu Mie, the commander of the Tianyu Guard who had lost his head, turned around and stared at the person coming, with seriousness gradually appearing in his eyes, he opened his mouth and asked:

"Who are you?"

The young man's pupils were peaceful, and this kind of tranquility often appeared in another person of about the same age, and he responded smoothly:

"My name is Tuoba, and my surname is Yunyan."

"It turned out to be the Yunyan family."

Before Zhen Yuhou finished speaking, a large snow-white spear had already passed through his chest. The face of the young man with the broken arm was very close to him, and the eyes of the two were intertwined. Hoarfrost emerged, spreading outward from the wound of Marquis Zhenyu, and then froze the gushing blood into ice cubes.

Zhen Yuhou snorted, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but the tiger's eyes were still burning, and he said softly:

"Super first-grade Taoist soul, the original power of frost, a good gun."

"The name of this gun is Shuanghua."

The young man pulled out the Shuanghua Spear from Zhen Yuhou's chest and pierced it into Zhen Yuhou's chest again. His hand holding the gun was very steady, and his face was also very steady. .

Repeatedly like this, the Shuanghua Spear was fired hundreds of times in a row, and every time it was pierced, a blood flower was brought out, and then it was frozen into beautiful and coquettish blood crystals.

Zhen Yuhou didn't make any sound except for the first muffled snort. The hoarfrost spread almost all over his upper body. In the end, the hoarfrost spread to above his neck.

The Shuanghua Spear pierced again, but this time, it was not pulled out, because Zhen Yuhou, who was already devastated, raised his right hand to hold the big snow-white spear on his chest fiercely, and then pulled the young man closer with his left hand. The mouth of the young man's ears opened, and he murmured in a low voice.

Then the gun was pulled out again, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Zhen Yuhou's body fell, and what fell was a mountain!

He turned his head and quietly looked at the woman in white who was gently laid flat by him not far away. It was his wife, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.

The sky of Yulongguan in Daxia collapsed.

Chapter 0166

On the ninth day of September, from morning till now, Chu Yanyan's mood has been ups and downs like a roller coaster.

From the very beginning, His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun stepped out of the hall with a personable appearance like a celestial being, her heart was like a deer bumping wildly, but there was also a hint of loneliness, because the higher the phoenix soars into the sky, the more The farther it is from the people looking up on the ground.

Then Zhao Yutong Tianguan was added, and her heart immediately twitched fiercely. The whole Daxia knew that Zhao's aunt and nephew would eventually have a fight for the throne. Both of them have the posture of being the master of the world. When two phoenixes fight, there must be an injury. Miss Yan Yan does not want Zhao Yu to suffer any harm.

Zhao Yu is still a young phoenix, still very young, and has just reached the crown today, while the regent, Empress Wu, has been in power for 12 years.

Sure enough, under the witness of the mountain and sea map, Empress Wu showed the most heaven-defying practice in front of hundreds of millions of people in Shenjing. With a semi-holy cultivation level of less than 40 years old, she stepped on the nine heavens and hit the position of saint in one fell swoop.

The sage lives for at least a thousand years. If he succeeds, he will ascend to the throne of the Great Xia Emperor, and the sun and the moon will join him at the same time. Empress Wu will be invincible in the entire vast land of Shenzhou for an entire era!

Girl Yan Yan admires Empress Wu very much, but she doesn't aspire to be her.

But at this moment, the girl was very nervous. One hand reached into her pocket to hold a sachet tightly, and the other hand couldn't help grabbing the corner of her father's clothes, because both of them were her reliance. The middle-aged man in purple robe next to him turned his head, looked at his daughter's big worried eyes, and patted the latter's small hand with his hand, his eyes were reassuring.

The map of mountains and seas that originally covered the entire Shenjing City suddenly disappeared, and the nervousness was not limited to the millions of viewers in the circular mound, but also the hundreds of millions of people in the entire Shenjing City.

But Daxia is iron-blooded and efficient. Daxia has gone through wars, and Shenjing is Shenjing who guards the country and faces powerful enemies.

After just fifty breaths, the chaotic first-floor hall of the Sitianjian returned to normal. Under the command of the cold female voice, the monks in the tower were sent out to the six garrisons of Shenjing City.

Inside the main hall of the Sitian Tower, in the shadow of an inconspicuous corner, there is a wooden wheelchair. A pale girl sits on the wheelchair. She looks up at the ninth floor of the tower. Her hair is like a waterfall. full of worries.

Half a quarter of an hour later, on the square walls of Shenjing City, smoke billowed every ten steps. At the same time, accompanied by the sound of horns piercing the world, Shenjing City, which was still holding various sacrificial activities, suddenly became It was silent, and then it was like an open machine, running rapidly.

Ordinary people, under the command of Gyeonggi Prefecture officials, flocked to the entrance of the underground palace nearby. As the largest war fortress in Daxia, Shenjing City has countless intertwined underground palaces deep in the ground, which store a large amount of supplies to provide for ordinary people. War refuge.

So at this time, if you have a bird's-eye view of the entire Shenjing City from the sky, you will find that people in the city are like ants erupting from the houses, rivers, and fields, and then gather into a sea of ​​​​people, and then enter the underground palace in an orderly manner, disappearing on the ground.

In the western suburbs of Shenjing, inside the well-hidden Chinese army camp, a torrent of iron armor rushed out, arrayed into the city of Shenjing, and began to cooperate with Si Tianjian, Gyeonggi Prefecture to implement martial law throughout the city, and set up defense lines and fortifications.

At the same time, in the Taoist Palace, a group of monks jumped out and flashed in from the Qinglong Gate. A huge number of bounty monks from the Tianjian Branches in the southeast and northwest also walked on the street. Under the leadership of monk Si Tianjian, they set foot on the towering city wall, ready to wait!

The gates of the Sifang Divine Beast City were pulled up and closed, and within half an hour, the entire vast Great Xia No. [-] City was almost emptied, and only soldiers and practitioners remained on the ground.

The strong take the responsibility of protecting the weak!

White Emperor Palace, Circular Mound.

The bridge between heaven and earth in the sky is still incomparably bright, and the bridge exudes a majestic and vast avenue, attracting all the monks in the world. The nine ladders reach the sky, and the figure of Empress Wu with her eyes closed is still standing on the sixth ladder. On the top, Feng's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and there was still a little blood on the corner of her mouth. Just now, the map of mountains and seas suddenly disappeared, and the huge sun fire from the sixth heaven was backlashed, causing Empress Wu to be seriously injured directly. Pretty straight.

The avenue of blood between Zhao Yu's eyebrows was so bright that it became extremely hot under the reflection of the bridge of heaven and earth, and the old queen beside him remained calm, and the body supported by Zhao Yu did not tremble in the slightest, even if the big Xia Zhenguo's magical map of mountains and seas suddenly disappeared, and the old lady just glanced at Wei Guogong who was sitting upright below, then raised her right hand and waved forward.

Wei Guogong stood up from behind the desk, his blood soaring like a dragon, he turned around and glanced at the civil servants and generals behind him, he stepped out like a dragon and a tiger, followed by all the important officials of the Great Xia court, and his figures disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The millions of people gathered in the Circular Mound of the White Emperor Palace, like two big black rivers with flood gates, rush out from the two Meridian Gates of the White Emperor Palace, in a continuous, fast but orderly manner, and then disappear at the palace gate nearby ground.

Outside the Meridian Gate of the White Emperor Palace, there is an extremely wide white jade avenue, through which the evacuated crowd entered the central underground palace. However, among the bustling forward torrents, there is a retrograde figure that is particularly abrupt, because he is golden Yes, the golden clothes, the golden hair, and even the eight indistinct wings on the back all exude a golden halo.

In this way, Emperor Kong walked step by step towards the Baidi Palace, which was chasing and dreaming. He did not attack ordinary people, but just released his momentum a little bit, pushing the crowd in front of him to the two sides. Gradually, the black and solemn White Emperor Palace The city walls are clearly visible.

Under the city wall, in front of the palace gate, stood a figure.

Under the heavy snow, he was still dressed in single clothes, with a burly figure, holding a huge blood-colored bow in his hand, and billowing energy and blood emerged from his body, rising towards the sky.

In the void on the round mound, the plump woman sitting cross-legged stood up and looked towards the palace gate, surrounded by holy light, and there was a wave of fluctuation on her blurred face.

All the grand masters of the palm edge birth and death realm sitting under the round platform had solemn expressions, while Yuan Chuan, the master of the Haicuo sect, looked at Empress Wu who was standing on the sixth step with his hands behind his back, his eyes became more anxious, but in a blink of an eye, A look of joy was revealed, because Empress Wu, the regent who had closed her eyes, suddenly opened her eyes and let out a light whistle towards the front, followed by a huge phoenix cry!

"Sunluntian, I am the most intense blazing sun of time, what can you do to me?"

The voice fell, and Wu will go up to the next level, the sixth heaven, the sun and the sky, broken!

Chapter 0167

When the map of mountains and seas disappeared and millions of people evacuated in an orderly manner, the unobstructed heavy snow began to overturn. In less than half a stick of incense, the White Jade Avenue and the overall black White Emperor Palace walls were covered with a layer of white clothes. Showed a different color.

The summer in winter is the most northwest, the temperature is cold and there is a lot of water vapor, so the snowfall is more frequent. The wide white jade avenue in front of the White Emperor Palace is also often covered with heavy snow, as if it is full of pear blossoms, but the scene at this moment is Since the establishment of Shenjing City, this has never happened, because the White Emperor Palace, which symbolizes the power center of Daxia, unexpectedly came face to face with a sworn enemy of a foreign race.

The tall and burly Wei Guogong Xu Sheng, who simply stood like a mountain, raised the bloody bow as high as his body in his hand, and slowly pulled it away with his right hand. A dragon appeared on the bow, the whole body was scarlet, and the dragon scales were densely covered. , like a living dragon, pointing straight ahead, a faint and rough voice sounded:

"The majestic Emperor Kong of the Sun Empire went to the meeting alone and went straight to the capital of the Great Xia God. He even risked his life. I don't know what to do?"

Emperor Kong, who was stepping forward, stopped his progress, his golden pupils looked directly at Wei Guogong in front of him, and responded lightly, but there was a hint of mockery in his tone:

"I just asked the question knowingly. Without you letting me into the capital city, I don't think I could have come here, but you have to understand that calculating the emperor of an empire, especially when my life is approaching, the price will be heavy."

"I, Daxia, have confidence, and Daxia has the ability to control all these situations, and you are destined not to get out of this divine capital."

After the words fell, Wei Guogong let go of his right hand, and the blood dragon on the bowstring roared and disappeared instantly.

"Supernatural Ability Cloud Piercer."

Yun Conglong, Feng Conghu, the strongest state of Xu's cloud piercing magical power is to directly pull out a void blood dragon, which can exile the entire space of the target!

At the same time, before the golden light and shadow above the Baiyu Avenue, the space shattered, and a huge blood-colored faucet protruded from it, biting down on the space below.

"Ever since I crossed the Kunlun Mountains, I never thought about going back alive."

The golden flame of faith began to burn violently on Emperor Kong. For the first time in Shenjing City, he released all his aura, which did not belong to the power of Dao at all. It was like a golden sea of ​​energy, sweeping away in all directions. , raised his right fist and smashed it at the blood dragon in the void, dense cracks appeared in the space in front of him, and the entire White Emperor Palace faintly shook, even the huge Circular Mound Terrace felt a strong shock!

"grandmother?"

On the Tianxin Stone of the three-story round platform, Zhao Yu, who was wearing a heavenly crown on his head and blood red between his brows, turned his head to look at the old lady whose face remained unchanged. A suspicious voice sounded, and at the same time, a huge shadow appeared behind him, with a bald head, burly.

A transparent barrier appeared on the Tianxin Stone at some point, isolating the snowflakes falling from the sky. The old lady raised her hand and patted the back of Zhao Yu's hand, and said softly, "Grandma is still here, don't worry."

The seventh heaven under the avenue, it's too daytime.

Taibai, that is, Venus, is the master of killing, so the seventh heaven is also the most killing one. Suddenly, there was a continuous sound around Empress Wu, the deafening clash of gold and daggers, the roar of the battlefield, and then the endless Western Gengjin The aura surged from the void, and every aura passing by would leave a slowly healing, pitch-black crack in space behind.

There is only one way to cross it during the daytime when the Lord kills it. There is no trick, that is to face it head-on and defeat it. In front of Empress Wu, a huge Taibai Martial God occupying half of the sky was formed, which was the will of the seventh heaven for the sanctified.

Martial God Taibai raised his huge hands, first clasped his fists, then stretched out his right palm, and made a gesture of inviting people to exchange ideas. Compared with him in the sky, Empress Wu, the regent king who was as small as a grain of rice, did not change his face. On the next day, an equally huge Suzaku appeared on the White Emperor Palace in an instant!

The Baidi Palace, which has hardly experienced the flames of war, detonated two of the world's most shocking battles in an instant. The entire Shenjing City shrouded in heavy snow was extremely chilling. Even in the underground palace deep in the ground, one could feel it. The cold breath of war.

Fortunately, the atmosphere in the depths of the underground palace is quite stable. The young children who came here for the first time looked curiously at the countless torches around them in the arms of their mothers, as well as the officials of Gyeonggi Province who shuttled back and forth and kept explaining loudly. The clear voice of the thick ore told the people of Shenjing City that this time it was because of the attack of high-ranking monks that they entered the underground palace to avoid affecting innocent people. It was not that the front line was lost. Talking about love and acquaintances around, as for the so-called high-level monks, is Da Xia missing?

Obviously, Daxia has no shortage of high-ranking monks, but this time, the series of plots against Daxia by Shenji Pavilion, Mingzong and the Sun Empire are more difficult and dangerous than everyone imagined, because after about a quarter of an hour, Daxia The map of mountains and seas, the artifact, has not yet recovered, and Da Xia still keeps his eyes closed.

In the middle of Shenjing, Sitian Tower.

Inside the main hall on the first floor, because most of the monks were assigned to evacuate the people and guard the city walls in all directions, it seemed a bit empty. Even the busy streets outside the Sitian Tower had been completely cleared, and the ground had been covered. There was a thin layer of snow.

Sisi is extremely strange, with imperceptible fluctuations quickly wandering across the street, but it has not caused any changes. The heavy snow is still falling, and there are no footprints on the snow, but there is an inexplicable sense of disobedience in the void. .

Strange fluctuations invaded from the gate of Sitian Tower, and then spread in all directions. Most of the fluctuations disappeared towards the upper floor of Sitian Tower, but one of the fluctuations went towards the hall on the first floor. Looking down.

There are not many people below. In the main hall, Lin Xiao, the little killer who is dressed in red, is concentrating on thinking, and the girl Qing Niantong is with him, and in the shadow of the corner, sitting on a wheelchair, still looking up Looking at the top of the tower, the girl looked worried.

She is the brain of Si Tianjian's daily processing, and also Li Chunfeng's most satisfied successor. She did not send anyone to the top floor for rescue, because there are restrictions on every floor of Si Tian Tower, because she knows there is a huge bronze coffin there.

The strange fluctuations floating in the hall on the first floor, the blue vertical eyes on the forehead looked at the unsuspecting wheelchair girl in the shadow of the hall, from top to bottom, as if traveling through the entire space, directly appeared on the latter's head, with a palm Take it!

"Your Highness is right. There really are mice that can be invisible, and they are secretly thinking about the map of mountains and seas."

What was faster than the voice was a hurricane that swept over and swirled violently. It could barely blow past the black hair of the girl in the wheelchair, but it swept the black phantom behind her into the air, and thousands of wind blades approached her.

Supernatural Powers Hurricane.

Chapter 0168

Suzaku, one of the four great beasts of the human race, controls Nanming Lihuo, which burns everything.

Taibai Martial God, gathered by the will of the seventh heaven of the Dao, masters the sharpest Gengjin Qi.

The two fight each other, it is a duel between the strongest spears in the world. The sky over the entire White Emperor Palace is yellow and white, and the situation changes. The two are huge and occupy the entire sky. Flame and edge, the damage caused by a random blow is stronger than any magical power.

Nanming Lihuo, which belongs to Suzaku's origin, is a daunting pale color. From a distance, it seems that the entire void is burning. As Suzaku dances, the flames shroud Taibai Martial God in front of him!

Around Taibai Martial God hangs a pair of big swords that have been materialized by the Qi of Gengjin. The left and right hands each take off a handle, and step forward. The distance of each step almost spans the sky and the earth. Crossed into a cross, chopped the oncoming Nanming Lihuo with a mysterious angle, the Gengjin in his hand was continuously burned and broken, and Martial God Taibai also continuously took one big sword after another from his side.

Finally, the two behemoths collided violently above everyone's heads, and there was a deafening loud noise in the sky, and balls of blue flames fell from the sky wrapped in sharp aura, and the Ice and Snow Maiden who stood in the void below lifted her white The flawless jade hand pointed forward lightly, and a phantom of a city appeared faintly above the White Emperor's Palace. The city was full of glazed, colorful colors, like a dream and an illusion.

As soon as the colored glaze city came out, the falling Nanming Lihuo and Gengjin's aura dissipated in an instant, revealing the majesty of a saint.

"You deliberately let me enter Beijing, and now you stop me outside the Meridian Gate, I am very puzzled."