The treasures inside are what these holy places pay the most attention to.
Lu Changqing snorted coldly, his voice roaring like thunder: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability. After opening Chang'an City, everything will depend on your strength."
The eyes of those holy masters flashed with light, and they communicated with each other using their spiritual consciousness, and soon reached an agreement.
"Okay, we can work together to open the seal, but the imperial court is powerful after all, and we want to be the first to enter." Holy Lord Huang Tian said loudly.
This man's cultivation has reached its peak. When he speaks, he is still vaguely connected to the way of heaven, as if every word he speaks is in line with the supreme way of heaven and acts on behalf of heaven.
"It's impossible for you to be the first to enter!"
King Qi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said in a deep voice: "This place is my king's fiefdom. I will be the first to enter. As for who of you will enter next, I don't care, you can decide for yourself."
Although his voice was low, it filled the endless rivers of stars in all directions. All the monks who heard this voice felt their hearts trembling, as if there was a majestic power from heaven descending above their heads.
This is affected by the luck of heaven and earth.
Dongsheng Xinghe is the fiefdom of King Qi, and King Qi is the master here, so he is naturally higher than everyone else.
"As ordered." Lu Changqing and Wei Mengting said respectfully.
The other holy masters also said no more.
Although they were powerful and dared to challenge the imperial court, if they openly opposed a prince, it would be a recipe for death.
King Qi said indifferently: "In that case, let's start now."
Lu Changqing reached out and grabbed a Moon-Destroying Knife in his hand, and shouted: "We will work together to open the ruins of Chang'an, and the rest of us must retreat quickly, or we will die!"
A strong and murderous aura filled the air, shaking the heaven and earth. Many casual cultivators who wanted to fish in troubled waters, as well as some members of small sects, had sudden changes in their expressions and backed away for fear of being affected.
In the sky, powerful men from several major forces cast their own supreme spells at the same time.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
All kinds of dazzling spells, almost blocking out the sky, were rushing towards the boundary monument. Loud noises from the spells were echoed in all directions in the west. Some monks with weaker cultivation levels were unable to do so.
After resisting such a loud noise, his energy and blood rushed to his heart for a moment, and he actually vomited blood and fell to the ground and fainted.
The remaining people retreated again, not daring to get close. Suddenly, a vacuum area was formed near Chang'an City.
King Qi also summoned his power seal and used the power of luck to bombard the boundary monument in the distance.
Rumble——
With a series of shocking loud noises, the ancient boundary monument was finally activated.
The word "Chang'an" on it was faintly oozing with a thick layer of blood, and the mottled stones on the surface began to gradually fall off, revealing the densely piled runes inside the boundary monument.
These runes are all made by famous artists.
Some runes were even personally written by the former emperor of the Tang Dynasty, possessing supreme power.
If they sit in front of the city, they can stabilize the feng shui and suppress the luck.
Even under the joint attack of many strong men, the boundary monument seemed to be crumbling, but it still stood firm. The runes on the surface continued to emit dazzling and bright golden light.
"Can't you even break through such an attack? The Chang'an City of the past must have been so strong."
Many monks in the distance were filled with emotion when they saw this scene.