In the hinterland of Daxi, the simple and simple Moxi City stood outside the ancient capital of the majestic Ruri Dynasty, looking at the bustling and endless flow of people, a contemptuous smile flashed across the frost-like resolute face. Mobile version
The ancient city of the Ruri Dynasty had eight gates, and at each gate hung an ancient giant sword that was as powerful as the world.
These eight giant swords, called the Eight Swords of Tianmen, are the largest barrier guarding the ancient capital of the Daxi Dynasty, Ruri, and ensuring that the Ruri Dynasty is not invaded by foreign enemies.
For thousands of years, these eight giant swords have helped the ancient capital of the Ruri Dynasty resist countless masters without ever losing. But today, the giant sword hanging outside the East City Gate is feeling the power of Moxi City.
After receiving the powerful energy, he started to tremble inexplicably.
At the beginning of spring, the sword aura outside the ancient capital was thick, and the Dongtian Giant Sword of the Eight Swords of Tianmen was uncontrollably releasing strong pressure and majestic sword aura outside the city.
A huge amount of bronze sword energy set off a sharp frenzy outside the city that had been rare in hundreds of years, covering farmland and grassland in a radius of at least several miles.
While the sword energy was galloping, the sound of "chichi" kept coming from the air, frightening the people in the city who were passing by the east gate of the ancient capital, and they fled in all directions like birds and animals.
The army of the ancient capital city guards had already assembled their troops and horses. More than 10,000 Imperial Guards were guarding the gate of the east city in the formation of Feiyan Formation. They looked at the few people on the grassland without any fear at all.
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The strong wind allowed the sword energy to rage and roll down, ravaging miles of fertile fields, so that outside the east city gate, the grass and trees splashed like a chaotic rain.
However, no matter how sharp the Eight Swords of Tianmen were, the crazy and cruel sword energy was still unable to force Mo Xicheng's side. On the other hand, in Mo Xicheng, the old god was standing a hundred feet away from the city gate, using his own momentum to resist those extremely numerous people.
Lots of sword energy.
A seemingly calm but violent battle lasted for half an hour, and then Mo Xicheng curled up his lips and waved his sleeves to emit a cold light.
This cold light is the red ice talisman that Moxi City is famous for in the Ice Sea.
As soon as this ice talisman came out, it was like a cold black pillar. With a bang, it sucked all the sword energy to its side and instantly hit the Dongtian Sword hanging at the east gate of the ancient capital of the Ruri Dynasty.
The ice talisman suddenly dispersed, and the sword energy of the Dongtian Sword was completely condensed, as if it was frozen, losing all its spirituality.
Seeing this scene, more than 10,000 forbidden troops under the city all showed horrified expressions. The rough and barbaric domineering force that seemed to have conquered everything was immediately offset by the Moxi City talisman.
After a few breaths, Bei Fu stood up from the crowd, looking at the luxurious harem far away in the depths of the ancient capital. He threw out a golden light with his hand, and the golden light wrapped around a picture that looked extremely ordinary.
The invitation was like an arrow flying towards the palace of the ancient capital.
Afterwards, Mo Xicheng and the others turned around and headed towards the large loess wasteland opposite the fertile field, without even looking back.
In the Imperial Palace of Ruri Dynasty, Xian Luo Jinglong looked at the invitation that had just flown to the imperial desk with a gloomy face. He glanced at a beautiful woman sitting under the imperial study room calmly and said in a calm tone.
: "Bingqing, you were once a saint of my Ruri Dynasty. Even though you have been away from home for many years, I still regard you as my heir. What do you think of this invitation?"
Flo Bing's beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, not daring to look at Xian Luo Jinglong. She slowly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Bing Qing is the cause of the disaster. Bing Qing has his own opinion on this matter."
"What can you say?" Xianluo Jinglong photographed the invitation on the imperial desk, pointed at the invitation and said: "Mo Xicheng killed Han Sheng and scared away Sadura. After the battle on the ice sea, you are the only one left.
, he knew that I was your backer, so he went directly to the ancient capital without even returning to Northern Xinjiang. Now this matter is not only related to your safety, do you understand?"
Fu Bingqing's face was filled with shame, and he couldn't help but slowly knelt on the ground.
Seeing this, Qiao Zhixun could only stand up from his seat, bowed deeply and said: "Your Majesty, the mistakes of the past are irreparable. Please remember your love for many years and protect the safety of my pavilion master."
Xianluo Jinglong glanced at Qiao Zhixun and was silent for a moment before saying: "Qiao Zhixun, you don't need to say this. She is a saint of her own country. Naturally, I will not let Mo Xicheng do whatever she wants." Xianluo Jinglong threw the invitation on the royal palace angrily.
He looked straight into the distance through the door of the Royal Study, and murmured to himself: "It's been three hundred years, I haven't done anything for three hundred years, let me meet the arrogant Binghai in person today.
Emperor Zun."
"Whoa!"
As soon as these words came out, Fu Bingqing and Qiao Zhixun looked at Xianluo Jinglong in surprise.
…
At Xuanhuya, eight hundred miles east of the ancient capital, Li Mubai stood respectfully behind Mo Xicheng and asked, "Master Emperor, do you think he will come?"
Mo Xicheng rarely sat on the cliff, adjusting his breath while replying calmly: "How is it possible? That old guy is so clean and self-sufficient. He swore an oath back then that he would never get involved in the disputes in Jiujie Mountain. I want to force him to do so."
He needs to put more thought into it when he comes out."
Li Mubai said without any explanation: "Then you still go and place the invitation in person?"
"If I don't go there myself, how can Xianluo Jinglong stand up for Floe Bingqing?" Mo Xicheng said confidently.
Li Mubai suddenly realized: "Master Emperor, do you mean that the ruler of Ruri will personally take action?"
Mo Xicheng said calmly: "There are two Dao warriors in that royal city, but in front of this emperor, there is no chance of winning. If the old guy doesn't come out, how can our majesty rule these thousands of miles of country? Just wait, he
Will definitely come."
Li Mubai nodded and said no more, but he was silent for a moment, then raised his eyelids and said softly: "Lord Emperor, something big happened over there... and it has something to do with that boy."
"Oh? Tell me..."
After hearing this, Li Mubai, who had sharp eyes and hands, quickly told Mo Xicheng the news he had recently received, which was about the attack on Wu Yingxue.
After hearing this, Mo Xicheng was a little surprised. He turned to stare at Li Mubai and said, "Is it really someone from Shanhai Academy who did it?"
Li Mubai shook his head and said: "There is no clue about this matter yet, but dozens of corpses were found in Lingxin Valley that were destroyed by the "Tide Sword Technique". It was too horrible to look at, and it is said that a living person was also found in the valley.
I heard that someone from Shanhai Academy did it, so the evidence seems conclusive."
Mo Xicheng blinked and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "So many clues point to Shanhai Academy. It seems that there are many people who hate our dean."
When Li Mubai heard this, he asked very smartly: "Master Emperor, do we want to help with the investigation?"
Mo Xicheng: "Have you found that person?"
"not yet."
"Alive?"
"Well, alive."
Mo Xicheng was silent after hearing this. He didn't know how long it had been before he suddenly raised his head and said to Li Mubai: "Go and check, where is he? Has the dancer over there made any big moves recently?"
"The dancer is looking for a son-in-law!"
"Ah..." Mo Xicheng showed an expression of sudden realization, and said with a faint smile: "We can leave it alone for now, but you can do it this way..."
As he spoke, Li Mubai saw Mo Xicheng making a waving gesture, and quickly put his ear to his ears, crawled in front of Mo Xicheng and listened carefully.
After a while, Li Mubai nodded, took out a piece of Hanba Jade and started playing with it.
…
In the Forest of Eternal Silence, Xie Ran flew back from the sky sweating profusely. He stood next to Feng Jueyu and said, "Deputy Sect Master, I've searched. I've asked several nearby sects and no suspicious person is seen wandering around.
, but a young cultivator who was passing by saw some swordsmen looking for something near the Forest of Eternal Silence, and they had already left."
Feng Jueyu has been staying in the Forest of Eternal Silence for three days and three nights, collecting information from all parties, but has still gained nothing.
However, with Yi Bingyan by his side, he no longer became possessed by the influence of the dark origin.
Listening to Xie Ran's answer, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but feel anxious. He lowered his head and rubbed his fingers without saying a word.
Yi Bingyan took over the conversation at the right time and asked: "Where is Wei Yihang? Is there any news?"
"No." Xie Ran shook his head.
At this moment, Han Baobao ran over in a hurry and said in a sharp voice: "Deputy Sect Master, we found out. A few days ago, someone saw a group of people walking east with two women. The two women seemed to be...
He was also seriously injured.”
"Are you sure?" Feng Jueyu stood up with a roar.
"I'm sure. I found it within three hours, but I don't know which group they are." Han Baobao said.
Feng Jueyu looked to the east. At this time, Feng Qingxiao's expression changed and he kept silent. However, Feng Jueyu happened to see this expression. He asked with a sullen face: "Qingxiao, to the east is
Where?"
Feng Qingxiao couldn't hide anymore, so he casually replied: "Qiushui Sword Pool."
"Xie Ran." Feng Jueyu roared.
Xie Ran hurriedly said: "The sect has found out the news from the Qixia Realm. This time, Shanhai Academy sent out a martial arts disciple from the Sixth Academy, Luo Linlou's adopted son and first disciple, Luo Shihong. This person has the late Qiankun
With a peak cultivation level, he is currently the most powerful Qiankun Realm disciple in the Sixth Academy."
"Snapped!"
After hearing this, Feng Jueyu stepped hard and broke the branches under his feet, and ordered with an evil look on his face: "Let's go to Qiushui Sword Pond."
This time, Yi Bingyan didn't stop her, but she stepped forward and warned: "Husband, you can find someone, but if you can listen to me this time, let's find out before we do it. After all, that's the Qiushui Sword Pond."
Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth, unclenched his fists, patted Yi Bingyan's shoulder and said, "I promise you."
"call!"
After saying that, Yi Bingyan breathed a sigh of relief, but when Feng Jueyu turned around and walked away, she still whispered to Xie Ran uneasily: "My husband's state is not right, please inform my wife immediately,
Let her be prepared, so that if we fail to persuade her, Lingzhou can prepare in advance."