The most difficult system to open in history

The bone-piercing voice fell, and the moon sky looked around for a week, frowning even more, because there was still nothing unusual in the cold moon kingdom.

For the top-level overhaul of the Palm of Birth and Death Realm, their own country is the strongest barrier, and it is also a world that can be completely dominated. It stands to reason that Yue Kong should believe the feedback from the country, but his intuition keeps reminding him he.

In this underground palace deep in the ground, there is a being watching here, which is cold and contains evil intentions.

"Who is it?"

In his life, Yue Kong has experienced life and death crises too many times, so in such a strange situation, he did not have to think too much, and directly followed his intuition.

In the next moment, countless destructive moon blades poured out directly from within Yuekong's body, and then the former stretched out his right hand, grabbing the scarlet soul eye on the golden soul palm in front of him.

"Whether you are here or not, you are here for this eye, so let me see what is so mysterious."

After finishing speaking, Yue Kong lowered his head and stared intently at the soul eye in front of him, while his right hand, which was carved with countless runes, was approaching the blood-colored eye inch by inch.

Most of the time, the game between the top overhauls, even if it is just a tiny bit, is like a grand battle of life and death, which changes rapidly.

As the saying goes, within a square inch, there are infinite murder opportunities!

Just before Yuekong's right hand was about to grab the soul eye, a group of extremely abrupt blue lights suddenly appeared in the void between Yuekong and Soul Gold. This blue light was like a fleeting will-o'-the-wisp, bang It was completely extinguished with a single sound.

But what accompanied the disillusionment of Lanmang was the space that was completely torn apart suddenly, and it was this cracked space that made Yuekong's heart feel horrified, and he blurted out:

"How is it possible to tear apart the space within the kingdom of the moon in this seat?"

Before the words were finished, strands of incomparably pitch-black nightness gushed forth again like a volcanic eruption within the cracked space crack.

In such a situation, it was as if the originally extremely pure Moon Lake was directly injected by a pitch-black mist, and was quickly polluted and engulfed.

"Fizz!"

The loud noise made by the collision of the dark night and the original power of the moon is extremely ear-piercing.

Then Yue Kong stretched out to the right hand of the Scarlet Sky Soul Eye, and another hand appeared in the darkness, directly holding the former's wrist.

It was a hand that was not broad, with slender fingers and extremely pale, and from the palm of this hand, the owner of this hand was not very old.

At the same time, in the tumbling darkness, a figure was outlined, with the same big robe flying, and the same unparalleled momentum.

If the third Zhe Yuekong of the Holy Court Martial Palace is the Moon Demon King of the Land of Taixuan, then the existence descending from the darkness at this time is the real Night Demon King!

In the depths of the underground palace in Shangling City, two top beings who were on the opposite side of light officially met.

Meeting each other on a narrow road is a life-and-death fight without fancy!

"The moon is coming!"

Facing this strange existence that suddenly grabbed his wrist, Yue Kong put away the strange color in his eyes, raised his left hand, and punched out towards the darkness ahead.

After one breath, strands of crystal clear moonlight spread out from Yuekong's left fist, burning like purple and white flames.

At the same time, the undercurrent under his fist also began to tumbling violently, and a fist also blasted out.

Countless nights of darkness condensed inward, turning into night armor, wrapping this fist, and then a young voice came out:

"Ancient taboo supernatural power Void!"

In the next moment, the two fists clashed in one place. It was the confrontation between the distorted void black hole and the cold moon. The original power contained in it exploded, destroying the world!

Then this wave of all-destroying power swept outwards in a mighty manner, and instantly tore the entire underground palace into pieces. Not only the underground palace, but even the layer of land where the underground palace was located were forcibly scraped away.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under the deafening roar, Shangling City fell tens of feet down!

Chapter 1862

"Boom boom boom!"

In Shangling City, the ground trembled, and countless buildings fell down in pieces like harvested wheat. At the same time, the entire city fell into unprecedented chaos.

The Moon Demon King roared up to the sky, and the howling cold wave spread wildly on the earth, and countless people died every minute and every second.

Afterwards, on the general platform in the city, a garrison who was desperately resisting leaned against the swaying bunker in front of him, took a deep breath, and roared:

"How many more arrows?"

The one who roared was a middle-aged dragon servant archer, but like all the defenders, he looked extremely embarrassed, and there were still many ice blocks on the criss-cross armor.

At this time, the temperature in Shangling City is already extremely low, and even the void is almost frozen into solid ice. Although with the joint efforts of all the garrison, the monks in Shangling City are firmly guarding the area in the center of the city from the moon. The cold wave covered, but the price was extremely heavy.

What made matters worse was that the burly lieutenant, who was the backbone of everyone at this time, had just been slapped by the Moon Demon King's claws, and was directly seriously injured and unable to fight.

Therefore, the command of this battle automatically fell on the head of the middle-aged dragon servant archer with the highest military rank. Come:

"Return to my lord, there are not many arrows left, and I still have five hundred bows."

"damn it."

The roar came from the mouth of the middle-aged dragon servant archer, and then he turned his head and looked through the gap in the cover behind him, watching the Moon Demon King who was approaching step by step with monstrous power, with mixed emotions in his eyes.

The terrifying figure of the Moon Demon King towering above the sky is clearly reflected in the eyes of the middle-aged archer, and with the eyesight of the Dragon Warrior Archer, one can even see the ice blue color on the skeleton body of the Moon Demon King. lines, and waves of moonlight cold waves sweeping outward.

"Damn it, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of losing Shangling City and being nailed to the pillar of shame forever!"

After the words came out of the mouth of the middle-aged dragon servant archer, he directly took out an arrow from his back, buckled it on the big bow in his hand, pulled it away, turned around suddenly, and faced the moon demon in front of him. The king shot out with a bang.

This spinning, chill-piercing arrow rushed straight ahead, and then the middle-aged dragon servant archer didn't even look at it, and directly retracted to the bunker, and began to suppress the boiling air with all his strength, and prepared for the next bow.

As the small group of top archers in the Central Kingdom, it is the standard level to shoot without exception from a hundred miles away, but facing such a huge body of the Moon Demon King, the middle-aged dragon servant archers are not worried at all that they will miss their shots.

But shooting and breaking the defense are two different things, and for all the soldiers of the Shangling City garrison who have run out of fuel, there is no other way but to pour out all the arrows in their hands and fight to the death.

In Daxia's sharpshooting army, there is a saying that concentration is the eternal label of archers.

This statement is also applicable in the land of Taixuan. No matter what kind of situation an archer encounters, he must remain calm. There was a trance.

It is true that there is great terror between life and death, how difficult it is to completely ignore death!

After a few breaths, the middle-aged archer, who came back to his senses, clenched his fist and slammed the wall next to him hard. Perhaps he was dissatisfied with his cowardice, and cursed in a low voice.

Then he reached out to touch the arrow next to him, ready to draw the second bow, but the moment he touched the cold arrow, there was a loud noise that blasted out of the sky, resounding throughout the world!

This loud noise was like thunder, like a giant drum, but it didn't come from the nine heavens, but from the ground.

"boom!"

Accompanied by this loud noise, Shangling City trembled to an unprecedented degree, and then the roars and shouts of the rest of the defenders around them rang out one after another:

"My lord, the Moon Demon King is falling, and your arrow just now has worked!"

As soon as this remark came out, a deep look of astonishment appeared on the face of the middle-aged dragon servant archer, and then he turned around and roared:

"Damn, you all have hallucinations. I know how much I know in my heart. How could I shoot the Moon Demon King down? Please cheer me up."

Before the roar fell, the middle-aged dragon servant archer drew his big bow and pointed to the front, but the movement suddenly stopped, and then a strong expression of horror emerged.

On the devastated land in front of him, just as the soldiers of the garrison said before, the whole body of the moon demon king, who leaned on the sky and grounded to the ground, was falling down.

The Moon Demon King's body is so huge, so when he fell down, it was like a sky pillar collapsing, giving people an extremely shocking impact.

However, the middle-aged Dragon Warrior Archer is indeed a veteran with rich combat experience. It only took a very short time to react, looked around and searched around, and instantly found an abnormality, and blurted out:

"The reason why the Moon Demon King fell was not because of Lao Tzu's arrow, but because the entire Shangling City was collapsing. In heaven, our Shangling City has collapsed!"

As the voice fell, all the defenders felt that the buildings under their feet began to sink rapidly. Not only that, but a huge crack that ran through the entire Shangling City appeared directly between the sky and the earth from the beginning to the end.

"Kakkaka!"

The loud noise after the ground cracked, together with the entire fallen Shangling City, formed a shocking huge scar on the ground. At the same time, the scar continued to crack outwards, and the whole ground began to sink rapidly.

"What happened under the ground of Lingcheng when we went up to Lingcheng, and why did it fall down in such a terrifying way?"

One after another exclamation came from the mouths of the defenders in the city, and then under the eyes of many terrified eyes, two beams of light, one black and one purple, shot up into the sky in the depths of the cracked earth, and they crossed the entire void in an instant.

Black is the dark night, and purple is the shining moonlight!

As soon as these two completely different beams of light appeared, they directly divided the entire sky, and then two figures began to slowly emerge from their respective beams of light.

Within the beam of light, the figure of the moon sky is flying with a cannon, holding a red soul eye in his hand, and in the void opposite him, the night demon king Ye Yi stands proudly in the night, holding a person in his hand, it is the rolling soul who does not know life or death. Butler Jinzong.

In the next breath, the originally extremely chaotic din of the entire Shangling City was directly smoothed out by the hands of two gods, and then all the focus between the sky and the earth gathered between the figures in the two beams of light.

"Yuekong is not dead?"

A murmuring voice came from the mouth of the garrison on the ground, and then the commander of the middle-aged dragon servant archer moved his gaze to the opposite side of the moonlight beam. The figure shrouded in endless night, the voice of every word, followed by outgoing:

"In addition to our Central Shangguo, Shenji Pavilion, and Holy Court, there is another top-notch Daxiu hidden in Shangling City?"

Chapter 1863 Silent Elegy

Today's night in the eastern part of the Central Shang Kingdom seems to be extraordinarily long, and it is also full of extraordinarily icy coldness.

At the same time, the silver moon above the heads of all living beings sprinkled light like water, shining on the spacious and flat road in the eastern part of Shangguo, as if covering it with a thin layer of silver gauze.

The eastern region of the Central Shang Kingdom is indeed the cash cow in the back garden of the Shang Kingdom. The roads between the various cities are all built with special materials. Not only are they extremely strong, but they also have amazing defensive power. Even most of the supernatural powers are hard to damage.

Although the transportation business of Tianyun Temple, which is composed of flying races in the land of Taixuan, is extremely developed, ground transportation still occupies an important position for living beings, especially under the wartime air ban, more and more caravans , choose to use exotic animals to transport goods.

As we all know, Shangxiao City is not only the entire Central Shang Kingdom, but also the well-deserved trade center at the core of the entire Taixuan Land. Therefore, no matter day or night, there are a large number of caravans coming in and out of Shangxiao City, looking extremely busy. look like.

And if you take a bird's-eye view of the entire Shangxiao City area from the sky, you can see the entire eastern riverside of Shangguo, just like a huge spider web.

This spider web is centered on the upper sky and spreads out layer by layer, and the components of these spider web veins are countless long roads that interweave and spread.

Fifty miles away from Shangling City, on the long road, under the blue and white moonlight, there is a caravan speeding forward at a not slow speed, and then on the head of the strange beast, an obese old man, Opened his mouth and sneezed:

"Ah!"

After the sound of sneezing came out, the obese old man raised his hand and touched his nose, looked up at the road in front of him that he couldn't see the camera at a glance, and the voice came out:

"It's really a bit evil tonight. I don't know why, but I always feel the moonlight shining on my body, and I feel a little terrified."

Before the words were finished, a greasy-haired and pink-faced young man beside the old man shook his soft and luxurious brocade clothes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Old Huang is so nervous, is it the first time he went out to do business at night?"

After Brother Young Master finished speaking, the confident smile on the corners of his mouth remained undiminished, he raised his hands and spread them out, and the voice continued to say:

"Old Huang, don't panic. The vicinity of Shangxiao City is the most important thing for the guards of Shangguo. Not to mention villains, there is not even a bandit. You see, since this journey, except for the people who dragged their families and their families, where are they? danger?"

"The old man has stayed in the caravan all his life, so it's not because he's afraid of the nighttime deposit, but because he feels a little uneasy."

An old response came from the mouth of the rich old man, and then the former raised his hand to hold the rein tightly, and after looking around for a week, the voice from the young son continued to ring:

"Although the world is unpredictable in troubled times, it also contains great opportunities. This time, it is rare for our two chambers of commerce to cooperate. We will go to Fufeng County together to borrow the wind from the Tianxia Taoist Association. If we make a fortune, it will be a good talk."

After the words fell, the old man surnamed Huang didn't have much joy on his face, but shook his head and responded:

"Young Master Li, it's better not to be too happy, the entire core of Taixuan is now a volcano that is about to erupt, as long as there is an opportunity, it will erupt directly.

"Our journey to Fufeng County this time is not very close. It's okay in Shangguo. Once we get out of the border, if we don't make it right, someone will attack us."

"How dare you?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a disdainful voice sounded from the young master next to him, and then the latter raised his hand and pointed backwards, and the voice raised a lot and came out again:

"This time we have brought all the elites of the two chambers of commerce with us, and we will definitely be able to guarantee the safety of this batch of goods. If there is one family, I will weigh it carefully, but the combined strength of you and me is no better than those so-called general trends." Weak."

Brother Young Master said this with full confidence, then he raised his hand, waved lightly behind him, and asked:

"Come on, tell me, where is the destination for tonight?"

Not long after the words came out, a monk who looked like an entourage hurried over on a strange beast, and said respectfully:

"Young Master Hui, the expected destination tonight is Shangling City, fifty miles along the main road, this city is located."

"Shang Ling?"

A murmur came out of the young master's mouth, and then he turned his eyes, and before he could speak, the attendant with a rather flexible mind stuck his head out, and said in a low voice:

"My lord, it is said that in the auction house in Shangling City tonight, there will be a group of Shui Ling girls from the south. It is rare to see them in several years."

When the words came out, the attendant smiled, as if he didn't say anything.

In the next breath, a smile also appeared on the face of the young son, and then he raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the attendant in front of him, and said in a much softer tone:

"Okay, it happens that my son is also tired, so let's go to Shangling City."

After finishing speaking, more and more smiles appeared on the monk's face, and then the former raised his hands, raised his arms and let out a loud cry:

"My lord is tired, and I'm going to Shangling. Everyone in the caravan hastened their pace and whipped up their horses!"

This loud shout rolled towards the rear, and then on the long road under the moon, in the long and winding team of the Chamber of Commerce, the sound of riding horses suddenly sounded one after another.