At this moment, the atmosphere at the north gate of the base was strange, depressing, and quiet. Except for the occasional wind, no sound could be heard.
On the city wall, nearly a thousand guards stood at their posts with their heads held high, seemingly wary of the vast grassland, but without exception, they secretly glanced at the city gate from the corner of their eyes. Among the guards, Xu Yun, Wu Long, Chen Minghu, Wei Huanchen,
Standing silently, quietly, hidden in the depths of the crowd. Even Long Er, Du Xing, Huang Hun's Yu Yan and others, who had always been low-key, were also there, staring outside the city gate without exception.
Anyone who got the news and didn't need to stay in bed basically appeared on the wall of the north gate, but no one actually showed up. They stood quietly among the crowd or on the watchtower.
Outside the city gate, Sha Lang was holding a piece of dead grass in his mouth. He seemed carefree and perverse, but his slightly narrowed eyes showed a clear coldness. Standing behind him was Tang Jie and 20 other members of the Guards, who dispersed in turn.
, press the right hand to the waist, where... is their personal weapon...
The focus of all eyes at the scene was the man in black shirt standing with his hands behind his hands a hundred meters away from the city gate - Emperor Xi Yu!!
The atmosphere is calm, depressing, and weird. We were once brothers and friends, we once laughed and laughed together, we once fought side by side, and our eyes at this moment have a more or less special look - questioning!
Xi Yuhuang did not make any expression and stood calmly a hundred meters away. He was wrapped in a black shirt and his long black hair was tied up, swaying gently in the wind. In silence, he only added a touch of elegance, and his charming and evil eyes were deep.
It's bright, but it can't hide the sharpness and boundless darkness within it.
He stood in front of all the Eight Tribes for the first time, stayed away from the Eight Gates of the Underworld for the first time, and came to the headquarters of the Eight Tribes.
Calmly looking at the base in front of me, feeling its majesty and majesty, feeling the grandeur and vastness, quietly...quietly...feeling...
The land under your feet is only a hundred meters away from the city gate. You can walk in in just a few moments, but in the atmosphere of doubt, it is like a ravine thousands of miles away, difficult to cross.
I'm back, I'm back with determination, I should be familiar with you, but why...but it's so strange...why...
This is Tianmen's extraterritorial base, the bridgehead for Tianmen to invite the world, but it is also... the base of the Eight Tribes!
Eight tribes? Yang Jing’s troops!
Yang Jing? Yang Jing... Yang Jing...
Deep in Xi Yuhuang's heart, there was a trace of sadness in a trance.
Although they both belong to Tianmen, they are two major factions.
One is the Eight Tribes, the other is the Eight Underworld Sects; one belongs to Commander Yang Jing, and the other is controlled by Xi Yuhuang; one has only 50,000 people, but is an absolute elite, and is powerful in the world. The other one lacks strong men to take charge.
, but has a mighty half a million blood followers, and is famous in the underworld.
Although many of the generals and members of the Eight Tribes are from the Eight Underworld Sects, but... they are two major factions after all! Invisibly influenced by the Eight Tribes, the strong sense of superiority, supreme glory and glory of the Eight Tribes has erased the fact that they are from the Eight Underworld Sects.
The mark of the door.
They used to fight side by side, they used to have friendship, they used to compete with each other, and now... As Tianmen grows, as their prestige increases, as their respective statuses rise, and as...
The separation is getting longer and longer...
The feelings they once had are gradually fading, and they are becoming strangers to each other. It's not that they are fickle, but too many external factors that are tampering with their... hearts... invisibly and unintentionally...
The secular world has blinded their eyes and covered their hearts. How to break through? Or let it exist forever and continue to be 'strange' and 'questioning'?
"...Eight Tribesmen...Yang Jing..." Xi Yuhuang muttered silently to himself, his emotions rippled under the silence.
Shalang spit out the dead grass in his mouth: "Should I say welcome, or should I say something else?"
Xi Yuhuang remained silent, immersed in his own emotional whirlpool, immersed in the last struggle and hesitation of his mental transformation.
'Either hide? Or betray?', 'The style of an emperor is powerful in the world', two voices floated up and down in his mind, floating silently in his ears. Standing in front of the city gate, under many questions, he looked calm on the surface, but felt calm in his heart.
But not calm.
One step forward? One step back? To advance or to retreat, to hide or to rebel?
Sha Lang frowned slightly, and the anger in his heart slowly rose: "For Brother Cheng's sake, I'll give you a chance to explain. Why didn't you help Brother Cheng? With your ability, you can definitely prevent Brother Cheng from being seriously injured.
If the explanation you gave was to pursue Koga Kawada, then I ask again. The situation at that time was obviously more appropriate. As long as you took action, joined forces with Brother Cheng, and added Yaya's counterattack, let alone Koga Kawada, even Nakamura Yuzawa
, and can definitely win.
But in fact, where are you? You didn't take action! The result now is that Brother Cheng almost died in the battle!"
Xi Yuhuang's evil eyes couldn't see the focus or direction. They were so deep and boundless that they seemed to be lost in thought. They seemed to be looking at Sha Lang or looking at the people on the city wall, who were either familiar or unfamiliar.
face.
Sha Lang's voice suddenly rose: "Emperor Xi Yu, answer my question. In front of the thousands of brothers behind you, we will give you a chance to give us an explanation. Now!!!"
"Come out, I know you are here." Xi Yuhuang did not respond to Sha Lang's question. His evil eyes finally showed some signs of turning. They were still dark and boundless, but seemed to be focused on a certain place.
"I'm asking you a question!" Sha Lang's face gradually darkened. The weapons of Tang Jie and others behind him were unsheathed, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The situation is tense!
Tang Jie calmed down slightly, but his tone was also cold: "Emperor Xi Yu, although you are the number one door god, please remember that this is the Eight Tribes! We are just asking, not questioning, and we respect you.
, otherwise, just based on your attitude towards Brother Cheng, the iron law, and the guards, they are qualified to arrest you!"
"For the last time, explain to us!" Sha Lang's legs began to tighten, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to change sharply. His strength was not enough to challenge Emperor Xi Yu's authority, but as the guards guarding Di Cheng, they were not afraid of anything.
People are also qualified to challenge anyone.
This is not arrogance, this is attitude!
What's more, within the scope of Tianmen and in front of the majestic base, who can resist the Guards? As long as Xi Yuhuang resists or hurts each of them, there will be countless strong men in the huge eight bases behind him
Fight out.
By mobilizing his whole body, Xi Yuhuang cannot possibly compete with the entire base!
It’s also a matter of attitude!
Everyone on the city wall remained silent. They were all looking at Emperor Xi Yu and the development of the situation, but no one spoke up or came forward, but instead hid deeper.
Xu Yun and others did not believe that Emperor Xi Yu would rebel, and they did not have the arrogance of Sha Lang to question Emperor Xi Yu face to face and directly challenge the authority of Emperor Xi Yu, but what happened at that time really stimulated their bottom line. So...who among them
They did not take action to rescue the siege. They needed an explanation, which was equivalent to acquiescing to Sha Lang's actions.
The Imperial Soul Team will not take action forcefully. They are all watching the development of the situation silently, paying attention to the special existence of Xi Yuhuang, the "Tianmen No. 2". How to evaluate? This is a low-key person, a tolerant person, and a
An ambitious person is also a strong and capable person. He... is undoubtedly a hero! He should not be subordinate to others!
Sukhbamon and others were even more curious. Although they had only joined Tianmen for a short time, given the strange atmosphere in the past six or seven days, they still learned a lot about Xi Yuhuang from Wang Lei, who was also a Mongolian.
News, this is a very special existence, a figure second only to the sect master, and the one in charge of the 500,000 blood disciples in Tianmen...the number one sect god!
As for Peng Hou, this is the first time he has chosen to remain silent on an issue involving Tianmen's loyalty! In the past, he used to kill without mercy and the methods were absolutely cruel. At this moment, he is silent. But who can understand that when the cold-blooded Peng Hou suddenly calmed down, what will happen to him?
Is it the calm before the storm, or does he have other thoughts? Who can see through his inner thoughts from his hazy eyes.
"Do you want me to treat you?" Xi Yuhuang spoke again. This time the response was still directed at the base, not the question of the Guards.
"Bastard! Don't blame me for not showing brotherhood! Take it!!" Sha Lang shouted coldly, twirling his toes, and surged with strength.
"Sha Lang!" Just at this moment, a rich and powerful voice sounded from behind. The familiar voice and familiar aura stopped Sha Lang and his guards who were almost violent.
The people on the city wall were slightly moved, and their eyes turned from Emperor Xi Yu to the city gate, where a strong and burly man walked out slowly... Yang Jing!!
It’s coming!! It’s finally here!! Maybe it’s him they are waiting for deep down in their hearts!
The two most powerful gate gods in Tianmen, the two top giants in Tianmen's power level! One is in charge of the eight tribes, and the other is the commander of the eight underworld gates. They are equally powerful, equally noble, and equally attracted the attention of the world.
The difference is that one is the 'overlord' and the other is the 'owl', and there is also the invisible competition, as the Tianmen expands...the competition!
Who is the real number one door god of Tianmen, and who is the number one person under Di Cheng?
No one has the final judgment. At this moment... in the atmosphere of 'questioning', the competition and the confrontation between the two seem to have changed again.
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