One hundred and eight cities outside the martial arts altar...
At dusk on this day.
A thin young man in black, holding two huge hammers, once again stepped onto the Tanlang Platform.
Boom.
…
Boom!
Dong dong dong...
On the Greedy Wolf Stage, a huge drum with a height of a hundred feet was making a huge roaring sound.
The sound of the drums spread like thunder, seemingly possessing infinite magic power, spreading from the Tanlang Platform and sweeping across the entire 108 cities.
Boom.
Boom.
Long.
…
The huge sound was like the hammering of war drums on an ancient battlefield.
It shocked everyone in the one hundred and eight dojos, and also alarmed all the warriors outside the Zhongzhou martial arts altar and the city with a radius of 30,000 miles!
That was the sound of a thunderous drum.
Under normal circumstances, it is not allowed to be knocked!
Once it rings.
It will represent a decisive battle between two major venues.
Not just the Taoist masters of two dojos!
But the dojo!
This is the sound of launching a war to exterminate the sect.
Because, once it is sounded, what it means is that after half a year, only one dojo can exist between the two dojos. The end of this decisive battle will be at the cost of the extinction of all the people in one dojo!
This has never happened before since the opening of the Zhongzhou martial arts world.
Even the dojos belonging to the four young emperors have never done anything so domineering and rampant.
Even in the previous battles in the Zhongzhou martial arts world, this has never happened before!
"What's going on? Who is the drummer who dares to start a fight to the death in the dojo?!"
In Baiyun City, a Taoist master stood on the roof, looking up at the almost invisible Greedy Wolf Platform, and murmured.
"The decisive battle in the dojo, how many times has the Zhongzhou martial arts battle never happened?"
A Taoist priest frowned and spoke.
“I don’t know who is challenging the dojo, but it’s being targeted like this?!”
Someone asked in confusion.
In Apocalypse City, a young man in white clothes was surrounded by divine light. He raised his head and looked calmly in the direction of Tanlang Platform, with a smile on his face: "It's a bit interesting!"
"Amitabha……"
In Jialan City, a monk in white clothes clasped his hands together and recited Buddhist teachings.
"It seems that there is another deep hatred!"
Some people shook their heads and spoke, their eyes filled with the brilliance of watching a show.
Loud drums.
All one hundred and eight cities in Zhongzhou were shocked.
Zhongzhou was also shocked!
seem……
It's been a long time since something of this magnitude happened.
…
On Tanlang Stage, after the young man in black knocked continuously for half an hour, there was a storm surging between heaven and earth!
When the young man in black raised his head, a middle-aged man appeared in the void, wearing a snow-white dragon colt, wearing a silver battle armor, and holding a silver spear.
The man was majestic and majestic, his cloak was like a battle flag, his brows were shining, majestic and sharp.
"Why beat the drum?"
The man asked, and as he spoke, a terrifying aura poured down from the sky. He was like a glorious god of war, extremely domineering and powerful.
"Who are you?"
The young man in black narrowed his eyes and asked back.
He hammered the Thundering Drum hammer after hammer, shaking the surrounding pressure with the supreme drum sound.
"The Adjudicator of the Law Enforcement Department of this dojo, please make a move first!"
The man spoke indifferently, and while he was speaking, a snow-white token appeared in front of him.
That's the Enforcement Division Adjudicator's identity token.
"I am the Taoist Master of the Desolate Clan!"
Bai Xiaopang stopped beating the drum. He turned around, raised his head and stared at the latter in a neither humble nor condescending manner, and said, "Beat the drum today to represent the new Taoist master of the Desolate tribe and declare a death-defying battle in the dojo!"
"Which dojo should I challenge?"
"After three months, it's August 15th! Lin Huang, the Taoist master of the Huang tribe, will lead me, the Huang tribe, to challenge Huang Wuxu and the Huangtian Palace! We will fight until death!"
"Lin Huang?"
Najun Xiance raised his voice slightly, looking a little surprised.
He was from the Xingtian Temple, so he was naturally very familiar with Lin Huang's name. He also knew that Lin Huang was forced into the Langjuxu Divine Domain not long ago by people from the four ancient tribes.
"Lin Huang came out of Lang Juxu Divine Realm?"
Jun Xiance opened his mouth and said.
"You don't need to know this!"
Bai Xiaopang said.
Jun Xiance frowned slightly, then waved his hand, and a huge letter of war appeared in the void. In the midst of the light, the golden characters were condensed and imprinted on the letter of war.
"Is there any bet?"
Jun Xiance asked.
"In the battle to destroy the sect, can there be a bet?"
Bai Xiaopang was a little confused and a little surprised, but his expression did not change at all, as steady as a mountain.
"Behind the Huang Tiangong is the Phoenix Clan, and behind the Desolate Clan is the Holy Emperor Zhao Tianjia! They are not rootless duckweeds, they can bet!"
"good!"
Fatty Bai nodded, "If the Huang Tiangong is destroyed, the Huang Clan must hand over the Huang Lingsha. If the Huang Clan is destroyed, the Huang Clan will comply with all the demands of the Huang Tiangong!"
As Bai Xiaopang finished speaking, big characters kept appearing on the war note.
Then, Little Fatty Bai pointed his fingers like a knife and swayed the battle with blood!
"This declaration of war will definitely be handed over to Huang Wuxu! Within three days, there will definitely be a conclusion as to whether Huang Tiangong will engage in the battle!"
"Thank you, Judge!"
Bai Xiaopang gave a rare hand gesture.
"Has Lin Huang entered the realm of the Holy King?"
Jun Xiance suddenly asked.
Bai Xiaopang frowned, then shook his head and said, "The war is about to begin in three months. I can't answer your question!"
Jun Xiance nodded, then rolled up his sleeves and disappeared into the void, heading towards Cangwu City where Huangtian Palace is located!
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It's going to be night!
Cangwu City.
In the center of the city, there is a towering pavilion that reaches into the clouds! Standing on the pavilion, it seems that you can reach out and touch the boundary of the sky.
On top of the pavilion, a huge phoenix is carved.
Lifelike!
Whenever night falls, the carved phoenix will emit a scorching light, illuminating most of Cangwu City.
once……
In the Eternal Night era of more than two thousand years, among the declining and depressed Huang clan, a peerless genius named Huang Beiye emerged.
He is alone.
In the vast darkness, it fought against the evil tribe. Like a torch, it illuminated the road ahead for the human race. In two thousand years, the latter achieved nirvana seventeen times.
Each time, he was beheaded by the powerful evil clan.
Every time, he came back from Nirvana with great force, fighting bloody battles for the vast human race.
Until later, he completely disappeared.
It can no longer achieve Nirvana and be reborn, and it can no longer protect the common people.
so……
There is a Cangwu City in this world.
Fengqi Wutong!
Even though thousands of years have passed and Zhongzhou martial arts has been opened every time, no Taoist master has ever opened a Taoist temple in Cangwu City, except for people from the Huang clan.
And the huge phoenix sculpture at the top of the Wutong Tower is to commemorate Huang Beiye.
At this moment, next to the huge phoenix sculpture, there was a young man with outstanding appearance.
He has a golden phoenix crown on his head and wears a phoenix Nirvana robe that looks like flames. His face is as white as a newborn baby after Nirvana. But his eyes are as calm and deep as a spring!
He listened to the continuous drumming from Tanlangtai, his expression was calm, but his heart was filled with thousands of waves.
Loud drums.
The battle to destroy the sect!
This is the heroic act that he desires so much. In the great battle of the world, when a hero is born, the sect is wiped out, and the power is everywhere! Trampling on the corpses of countless geniuses, he steps onto the throne that belongs to the pinnacle of his martial arts!
He desires this.
Therefore, a few months ago, he challenged Di Tian, who was known as the current young emperor.
Even though he failed, he was worthy of it!
Because he believes that he will be the protagonist of this world. One day, he will step on the bones of the four young emperors and step into the Zhongzhou martial arts world, overpowering a generation of geniuses in this world and achieving his own hegemony.
Huang Wuxu looked at the sky, and there seemed to be a vast and majestic mountain and river in front of him for his guidance.
And at this moment...
A middle-aged man, riding a dragon pony and wearing silver armor, is coming through the clouds and the moon, holding a silver spear in his hand!