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Chapter 77 I Can't Think About It Again

In the bitter cold land of the far north, the ground is covered with ice and snow, and the wind and frost blow through the sky.

There is a cliff that towers into the clouds, with no grass growing, the wind is like a sword, and it is inaccessible.

However, there is a huge portal standing on it, with its back to the cliff and the sea of ​​clouds above, as if it is a door bordering the sky.

Tianmen!

"You really have nothing to do!"

If Lu Miaozi came, he would be amazed by these buildings, but what Gu Cheng saw was the boredom of the long years.

Even if ordinary people want to build it, they may not be able to see the moment of completion. For example, Zen Master Haitong and Xu Fu of Leshan Giant Buddha spent hundreds of years building this Tianmen.

Not only this Tianmen, but also the cliffs here are all artificially formed. In order to create such a high place, a lot of effort was spent.

No wonder Xu Fu has unique conditions, but his strength still has considerable shortcomings.

After all, his mentality was not that of a warrior, but that of the alchemist who had won the First Emperor's trust through his clever words and charm.

Xu Fu didn't think so. On the contrary, he looked down on those warriors who only practiced hard and did not seek pleasure.

At this time, the two of them stepped onto the cliff, and the Heavenly Gate rumbled open.

The doorway is not a ladder to the sky, but an ice slide, slightly sloping downward, extending far downward through the diffuse clouds and mist.

Obviously, the real base of Tianmen is still in the heart of the mountain. As the two of them went down, the temperature gradually dropped, and they entered the iceberg.

Xu Fu waved his hand to dismiss the attendants, and led Gu Cheng through the halls. He saw that every wall and every pillar was carved from black ice. Looking up, the huge dome was even more majestic.

It feels majestic, as if it is really the residence of the gods.

"Your Majesty, how is this Tianmen?"

When Xu Fusi and Zhu Yunwen came here for the first time, they looked dumbfounded and looked forward to the expression of the emperor in trouble.

"good!"

Gu Cheng nodded.

"Ha! What a loud tone, when you bow your head!"

This was already a rare comment, but it made Xu Fu quite unhappy.

Tianmen was his proud masterpiece. He thought that the Nine-Fifth Emperor in the Imperial City seemed to rule the world, but he would never have such a magnificent palace.

He is immortal and is the closest person to the gods. As long as he slays the dragon and obtains its dragon essence, he can combine yin and yang and become a true god!

The emperor is in hand, this step is very, very close.

Finally, the two of them came to the most magnificent palace and saw a spiral staircase also made of black ice. Surrounded by clouds and mist, it went up to the sky and down to the bottom of the valley. There were countless ice piles standing on the side of the ladder, many of them.

The master stands on it and comprehends the techniques.

These people have different temperaments, some are calm and self-confident, and some are indifferent and indifferent. They are all quite strong and tyrannical, but none of them is weak.

Compared with the Wentian League, Xu Fu's methods of bribing strong men are ever-changing. Unless they are truly strong without desire, they will not be able to escape his solicitation. However, in Gu Cheng's eyes, the comprehensive strength of the Tianmen is far inferior to that of the Wentian League.

Wentian League has two sons of Xuangui and the Xiao brothers, and with the support of the whole of Japan, it can also recruit passionate and righteous people. Even if they were defeated in the Lingyun Cave battle, they still cannot be underestimated, and Xu Fu's Tianmen seems to be

There are many experts, but the cohesion is insufficient. They rely purely on profit. Once Xu Fu has three strengths and two weaknesses, it will immediately fall apart.

Going further, we came to the Infinite Hell Realm where Xu Fu incarnated as Emperor Shitian.

This is the most heavily defended place and where the treasure trove is located.

In terms of wealth, Tianmen is definitely the best in the world.

From the end of the Qin Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, the dynasties experienced turbulent changes, countless imperial cities and palaces were burned to the ground, and countless treasures were destroyed in the flames of war. Tianmen secretly collected benefits, and the only copies that became legends were properly preserved here.

The wealth accumulated in this way has naturally reached an incredible level. The luminous pearl that Juexin presented before was the 20-year savings of Wushen Juegong. If it was exchanged for Tianmen, it was not even qualified to be stored in the treasury.

"Sure enough, there is also a demonic weapon here!"

Gu Cheng didn't care too much about the mundane treasures, except for the lone text of cultural heritage. With a sweep of his mind, he had locked onto a strange weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, and looked like armor but not armor.

Nothing wrong!

Gu Cheng refining Emperor's Hate, and also suppressed the Void Magic Mirror, the Wrath Scepter, the Heaven-shattering Earth-shattering, the Guilty Madness and the Star Tribulation five-handled magic weapons in the Ten Thousand Dragons Treasure House. He was already familiar with the aura of the demon.

The reason why it is suppressed is because these days the demonic soldiers are constantly shaking and trying to get out of control all the time.

The Demon Soldier corresponds to ten kinds of negative emotions, and the soldier in charge of it must also have similar emotions, otherwise the Demon Soldier will leave on its own initiative to find a new master.

In these long years, Xu Fu collected seven or eight demon soldiers, but the demon soldiers flew away one after another. In desperation, he could only hand the scepter of Emperor's Hatred and Sorrow and Wrath to the eunuch and maid next to Jianwen, holding it in his hand.

Wang Zhong, who hates the emperor, and the leader of the White Lotus, who holds the scepter of sorrow and anger.

There is only one left, which stays with Xu Fu and corresponds to the negative emotions and the jealous demon soldier Wu Wu!

Yes, Xu Fu's biggest negative emotion is jealousy.

Logically speaking, he already has everything in the world. Only others are jealous of him, so why should he be jealous of others?

But the truth is often so wonderful. Xu Fu's martial arts has never been as good as the real realm of gods and demons. When he sees talented people coming out from generation to generation, one after another with outstanding talents and stunning talents, he will feel sincere jealousy.

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Therefore, he has not been able to cultivate a true successor so far, and all his talented disciples have been killed by him.

"Your Majesty! You can rest here, whether you practice martial arts or have a good time, I have everything you need, and I can satisfy you!"

Xu Fu pointed to the Ice Palace and announced his imprisonment.

Gu Cheng smiled and looked outside.

The next moment, Xu Fu also looked out and saw a tall man with a ferocious face and a cruel temperament walking into the hall: "Master!"

This person turned out to be a surviving member of the Po Army in the battle outside Shanhaiguan.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Fu's eyes narrowed and he asked.

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

Po Jun grinned and said with great pride: "Wu Ming has been completely destroyed by me, and all his skills have been lost!"

After dormant for a year, now that Xu Fu was ready to come out again, he naturally wanted to get rid of his great enemy Wuming.

Xu Fu deeply regretted leaving Wuming a vitality at that time, so this time he did not care about his bloodline and ordered Pojun to threaten the old and weak of Zhonghua Pavilion and kill him.

After all, Po Jun and Wu Ming were brothers in the same sect. They knew each other's ins and outs and temperaments. They cooperated with Tianmen's poison and used all possible means to finally succeed.

"good!"

Xu Fu touched his palms and felt at ease, but suddenly felt something was wrong: "You didn't kill him?"

Po Jun said with a ferocious smile: "Wouldn't it be easier to kill Wuming directly? I have personally told him how painful his wife was before she died, and also told the location of Tianmen. At this time, Wuming has come to the far north. A martial artist

The lost piece of trash actually wants to come to Tianmen to seek revenge from us, hahahaha! I want him to die in pain after suffering all kinds of torture!"

Xu Fu was silent for a while, and Gu Chengze sighed: "I originally wanted to relax, but now it seems that there is not much time left for Tianmen!"


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