Outside Chutian City. Yandang Hillside.
Today is the ninth day of October, the sky is bright and cloudless.
It is at noon, when the sun shines brightest, and the mountains in this area take on a different kind of luster.
This day is destined to be recorded in the history of the Wild Continent forever. Many years later, the world will also talk about this extraordinary feast. In the history of the Northern Territory, there has never been such a magnificent scene.
The terrain of Yandangpo is very special. It is like a flat coffin, embedded among the mountains on all sides. It covers an area of tens of thousands of acres and is divided into a city. This land is extremely vast, and it is now covered with densely packed people, as far as the eye can see.
, the number of people actually reached 60,000, and these 60,000 people were by no means ordinary. Any one of them would be one of the few masters in every city.
Yandangpo has been occupied, and the hundreds of mountains around it are also filled with crowds. The heroes are all northerners, coming from all directions, and they are all ambitious people who have come from thousands of miles away just to witness this unparalleled event.
There are six to seven hundred cities in the Yangtze Northern Territory, covering an area of tens of thousands of miles. Now all the elites are gathered here, just for the call of the same person.
This person raised his arms and shouted, and the whole world gathered in response.
The majestic momentum, the towering northern kingdom. Dedicate the power of the entire region to an unparalleled event!
You can see everything at a glance, but wherever you look, you can see a dense crowd. The total number of people here has exceeded 200,000. However, this huge place is silent at this time, and all eyes are focused on the central high platform.
That person.
This high platform is made of dark iron, and every inch is extremely precious. When the sun shines on it, it shines brightly. The high platform is a hundred feet long and wide, and half a hundred feet high. It is majestic in shape and powerful in momentum.
The man standing on the high platform is wearing a dark-colored floral silk damask cloak, with a blue pebbled leather belt tied around his waist. He is nine feet long and has a beard two feet long. His face is like a jujube, and his lips are as if they are greased. His facial features are straight.
, one should have a dignified appearance, bright eyes, and a look that is not angry or authoritative.
What a heroic lord of the Northern Territory, with such a kingly demeanor.
This person holds the Chutian stronghold, holds the land of the northern region, and looks down to see the southern land. He has the intention to sweep the world, envelop the universe, encompass the four seas, and annex the heart of the eight wastelands. At this time, the grand occasion is unparalleled, and everyone gave his order.
out.
This person is Tang Minghuang, the master of Jueming Palace.
Tang Minghuang's eyes were scanning the mountains and the vast hillside. He was very satisfied with the lineup of thousands of troops. His eyes flashed and he nodded slowly.
With his ambition, he would not be willing to stay in this northern land for the rest of his life. Now that God has given him a great opportunity, he has the opportunity to conquer the world. Today is the first step for him to embark on this majestic journey.
"An Tong..." He murmured the name, and a sneer appeared on his face. He should be grateful to the ancient prince of the underworld. If it weren't for the appearance of the alien race, he would never have been able to gather tens of thousands of elite soldiers.
The disciple standing next to him was waving a flag vigorously. On the huge flag was embroidered the Chinese character "Tang" with arrogant teeth and claws. The font was vigorous and powerful, mighty and domineering. The characters were like human beings, and it was regarded as a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.
"Bring the flag." Tang Minghuang shouted. He took the flag from his disciple's hand, and then thrust the flagpole towards him. The flagpole actually went straight into the black iron. His tyrannical cultivation was fully demonstrated at this time.
The swearing-in ceremony kicked off.
"Where are the tens of thousands of disciples of my Jueming Palace here now?" Tang Minghuang shouted.
"Listen to the palace master's orders!" A shout came from an area in front of the high platform, and the voices were very uniform.
"Are the monks and soldiers of the Great En Sect here?" Tang Minghuang shouted.
"The Great En Sect is here!" The tens of thousands of disciples of the Great En Sect are right opposite the disciples of Jueming Palace.
"Are my Jiang Feng heroes here?"
"here!"
"Are I, the Anwu heroes, here?"
"exist!"
"Are we, the Red Dragon Heroes, here?"
"exist!"
"Are we, the heroes of Pengluo, here?"
"exist!
Sixty thousand people responded in succession. This is the ultimate power of the Demon-Slaying Alliance. A total of sixty thousand elites will form a six-thousand-person formation. When the formation is launched, it will be enough to sweep across the world and sweep across the eight wastelands.
Tang Minghuang shouted for the last time: "Is my hero from the Northern Territory here?"
"exist!"
The last sound was echoed by 200,000 people in the Sifang Mountains, forming a huge roar of thunder that could lift mountains and cover the sky. It should be regarded as the most unparalleled sound in the North.
Tang Minghuang shouted loudly: "In this troubled autumn, there is a clan of demon spirits outside who are watching eagerly, and there is the ancient prince of Hades inside who is disrupting our two domains. I think our northern domain has many heroes and masters. Do you dare to follow me and do justice for heaven?
Fight with the enemy!"
"How can a man from the Northern Territory not fight?"
"Kill the evil demon!"
"Kill all the aliens!"
"Kill the Crown Prince of Ancient Pluto to protect the inheritance of my race for eternity!"
With Tang Minghuang's step-by-step fueling, the scene gradually reached a climax, with 200,000 people shouting excitedly, and the sound of slaying demons seemed to shake the sun and the moon.
At this moment, everyone's hearts are burning, the blood and violence have been deeply aroused, and the ancestors' brave souls are possessed by their souls at this time. The hot blood is flowing, the momentum is running, and everyone's
Their hearts were tightly knitted together, they believed that a hero like Tang Minghuang would lead them to new glory.
Kill all the foreigners and kill all the evil spirits!
The evil spirits of the Ancient Nether Tribe will surely be wiped out by the alliance. The whole world is going crazy, and An Tong has nowhere to hide. The Demon-Slaying Alliance is heading south, who can stop it!
No matter how powerful the enemy is, how can he defeat the mighty heroes of our Northern Territory? The situation has been decided, and the world is at a loss. They want to kill a mere An Tong, but they can only do it with a flip of the palm and a backhand.
The great darkness belonging to An Tong has arrived.
The scene was boiling and burning. On the main road, several teams were galloping forward.
"Wanhuayuan congratulates the alliance on its success!"
The first to enter were the Wanhuayuan disciples led by He Tao, Yan Chong and Fang Bing. Although they only numbered in the hundreds, they represented the majesty of the King of Flowers. How could the name of the King be Yi Yu?
"Umeng congratulates the alliance on its great success!"
The next person to come was the team from the Umeng League. The leader of the alliance, Sun Yue, personally led thousands of people, traveling thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, just to say congratulations.
The arrival of Wu Meng pushed the scene to a climax. The Lord of the Tang Palace was really majestic from all directions, and even one of the great overlords of the Eastern Region came to congratulate him.
"Anshi congratulates the alliance on its success!"
The last team appeared. Min and Zhuo, two pavilion elders, led five hundred of An's children and ran straight to the high platform in the center.
An family actually came to congratulate her!
Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!
For a moment, the crowd was shocked and the entire hall was in an uproar. With the An family here to congratulate them, the Demon-Slaying Alliance became even more sacred. The majesty of the Lord of the Tang Palace was so great, and his majesty was so comprehensive.
With the response of these three parties, the two regions in the Northeast can be said to be twisted into a ball. Although the world is huge, there is nowhere for Xiao Yunsheng to stay.
"Okay! You are all heroes of the world! I will dedicate An Tong's head to him one day. I will not accept your kindness today." Tang Minghuang laughed wildly.
As soon as Tang Minghuang said these words, the surrounding people immediately responded.
"The Lord of the Tang Dynasty is an unparalleled hero, as immortal as the sky, and as boundless as the earth!"
"An Tong rat, if you let him continue to be rampant, once this grand event is over, he will no longer have a place to hide!" (To be continued)
This chapter has been completed!