The third thousand two hundred and nineteenth chapter eighteen Great Wall status quo!
Compared to the previous miserable situation in the northern border, the Eighteenth Great Wall was not far behind.
Looking at the group of Great Wall monks cheering for him, Zhao Jiuyou wanted to cover his face in embarrassment.
Who among the northern monks doesn't know that although he became a Holy King, he was almost the most miserable Holy King in the history of the underworld, and was tortured by reincarnated immortals.
The Holy King Tower was destroyed. Luo Qingyi, whom he regarded as his woman, was a sword fairy, and the person he liked... was a man who felt aggrieved.
The cheers at this moment were like slaps on his face.
Zhao Jiuyou had a sullen face and tried hard to control the anger in his heart.
He wanted to slap these people to death, but he couldn't.
Wang Tianlie, Changsun Fulong and others also felt embarrassed, of course, mainly because of Zhao Jiuyou.
The next moment, Wang Tianlie changed the subject: "How is the situation on the Eighteenth Great Wall?"
After hearing this, the excitement on the faces of these Great Wall monks decreased slightly and became sad and uncomfortable.
"The Great Wall has fallen in the 16th and 17th centuries. There are four phantoms of Immortal Emperors that we don't know about suppressing it. We can't get through it at all."
A monk who was obviously the leader said angrily: "Moreover, many traitors and reincarnated immortals appeared in the Eighteenth Great Wall, causing great riots in the Second to Fifteenth Great Wall, but we don't know who they are yet!"
Unlike the reincarnated immortals in the north who constantly reveal their true colors, those here on the Eighteen Great Walls are hidden.
"Over in the north, everyone's identity has been revealed."
Changsun Fulong frowned and asked.
"Because before the fall of the Sixteenth Seventeenth Great Wall, a holy king came from the Yinhuang Great Wall and sat here."
Zhao Jiuyou and the others were shocked.
Isn't this what they want to see?
In their opinion, only the Holy King can suppress Su Xuan's arrogance.
"where are they?"
Zhao Jiuyou asked.
"After the Tenth Great Wall, the first ten Great Walls have been almost destroyed. Those of us who remain on these Great Walls have little strength."
They spoke sadly.
Zhao Jiuyou and others looked at each other, and they all came to a decision.
"Go and see which holy kings are here."
They went directly to the west.
The monks from the Great Wall behind him watched, their eyes full of hope.
"My lords, please support me in Yinhuang..." they roared, feeling that Zhao Jiuyou and the others had hope. After all, they could even suppress the unrest in the northern border. Their strength must be beyond their imagination.
Zhao Jiuyou: "..." Damn! Are you going to make him feel disgusted before leaving?
Zhao Jiuyou had the urge to turn around and kill them.
"Holy King, there is no need to pay attention to these short-sighted monks."
Wang Tianlie said softly.
"Um."
Zhao Jiuyou nodded and did not look back.
...a little while later.
The monks at the Great Wall practiced quietly.
Although the Immortal Energy Storm was ahead and everything was devastated, with the help of the northern monks, they were somewhat cheered up.
"However, there are a few northern monks coming this time."
Someone asked doubtfully.
Someone quickly retorted: "There is no way, the fairy energy storm is too strong...but...
The words have not yet fallen.
Boom! The fairy energy storm that originally seemed calm suddenly opened a huge gap.
The Great Wall monk looked up in shock, and then saw a scene he would never forget.
I saw the stone statue of the sacred bird that covered the sky and the sun flying out of the gap in the immortal energy storm, and was still frantically absorbing the violent immortal energy.
At this time, the Great Wall monks discovered that the immortal energy storm had weakened to the extreme.
They took a look and thought they could pass.
"This...is this a stone statue of a divine bird?"
"Why are you here?"
"Alive?"
They stared blankly.
But soon.
"Look, there's someone on the stone statue!"
Exclamations rang out.
They saw Su Xuan.
Then there was a gasp of cold air, because they saw the densely packed monks on the back of the sacred bird again.
"Hiss, it turns out that the large army is behind!"
"Nine Nether Saint King...so terrifying!"
"But when I look at these people, why are they more powerful than the Nine Nether Saint King?"
The monks at the Great Wall were both shocked and suspicious.
On the head of the divine bird.
Su Xuan lowered his head and looked down.
"The Eighteenth Great Wall is not optimistic either."
Su Xuan whispered, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
But the next moment.
Su Xuan's aura was extremely fierce.
No matter how pessimistic he is, he must move forward! In this battle...he will still do his part! "Where is the monk of the Eastern Wasteland?"
Su Xuan turned his head and shouted.
"exist!"
All the monks in the Eastern Wasteland were shocked.
"Yao Guang, Tang Zhan, Mu Xiaochan, Yu Xiaoqing..." Su Xuan called out a lot of names: "You are in charge of the sacred bird stone statue and gather all the creatures in the North and the Great Wall! I need a steady stream of people.
The power!”
The Donghuang monk's eyes were a little regretful when his name was called, because this meant that he could not go to the front line.
However, isn't this Su Xuan's protection for them?
This also proves that the battle ahead will be extremely brutal! At this moment.
Su Xuan's gaze swept across the Great Sacred Palace, Martial Land, Ancestral Dragon Palace, and the many forces in Wensheng City, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the weak stay behind, and the strong move forward.
Get ready and follow me to the depths."
The Lord of Wensheng City and the Lord of Zulong Palace were all shocked, understanding that the situation of the Eighteenth Great Wall and the Desolate Great Wall was probably more dire than they imagined.
However, there was no trace of flinching in their expressions.
This is a battle of survival and death, and they must give everything they have.
"Disciples of the Great Holy Palace obey orders, and all actions...are based on assisting Donghuang!"
The Lord of the Great Sage Palace shouted loudly.
"The disciples of Wensheng City listen to the order and assist the monks of Donghuang to gather the power of the common people!"
"The disciples of the Ancestral Dragon Palace listen to the order and help the monks of Donghuang..." They all spoke one after another, with similar differences.
At this moment, all the monks here couldn't help but look at the majestic figure above the divine bird.
They couldn't help but make fists.
Even though he couldn't go to the depths to fight, his blood was still boiling for no reason.
"As you command!"
They yelled and moved in an orderly manner.
The Donghuang monks who were following Su Xuan at the moment were Wei Wangquan, Xie Shuzhen, Mu Tianqing, Underworld Lord, Zhang Tianci and others. These people were all capable of following him into the Great Wall of Yinhuang.
The Great Wall monk was confused.
Compared to Zhao Jiuyou and the others, these people look like warriors who pacified the northern border.
"Are you... also following the Holy King Jiuyou?"
A monk from the Great Wall saw some people approaching and couldn't help but ask.
Those people paused and then sneered: "Did that old dog Zhao Jiuyou come in too? They ran very fast."
Great Wall Monk: "..." This doesn't seem to be the same group of people.
"Don't be stupid. The one who quelled the unrest in the northern border is the Lord of the Eastern Wilderness. Zhao Jiuyou has nothing to do with him. He is just a coward!"
Those people were impatient: "Come with us now and help the Lord of Donghuang!"
Great Wall Monk: "..." They continued to be confused.
Lord of the Eastern Wasteland?
Who is that?
...the end of the Second Great Wall.
Su Xuan and his party appeared.
They moved forward in vain.
"The reincarnated immortals and traitors are hidden on the Eighteenth Great Wall, and the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Great Walls are sealed. How should we act?"
The Second Great Wall Lord Liu Guangming couldn't help but ask Su Xuan.
"Don't worry, the fairy energy storm has penetrated, and the general trend and power of the north will continue to pour into the Eighteen Great Walls! The longer it takes, the stronger my combat power will be."
Su Xuan spoke up.
"Then how about we strengthen the first ten Great Walls to prevent the reincarnated immortals from running into the north?"
Liu Guangming secretly called him a monster, but he was also excited.
"Can't delay!"
Su Xuan said.
Liu Guangming was confused.
"I have control over the situation at the Eighteenth Great Wall, but what I'm worried about is the Great Wall of Desolation."
Su Xuandao.
Everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring.
"Brother, are you saying that the Great Wall of Desolation might not be able to be defended?"
Mu Tianqing couldn't help but said.
"At least it won't be too good."
Su Xuan said directly.
Then, he added: "Let others deal with the mess on the first few Great Walls. We will rush to the location of the Holy King here as soon as possible."
When everyone heard this, they all nodded solemnly.
Next, the group of them quickened their pace.
But at the Fifth Great Wall.
Su Xuan stopped suddenly.
He turned to look at Lu Nanzhu behind him, as well as the great elder of Wudi, the old patriarch and other Wudi monks.
Lu Nanzhu's expression tensed up when he saw Su Xuan.
After coming to the Eighteen Great Walls, the martial arts monks naturally hoped that Su Xuan could find the path of martial arts that the top warriors in the martial arts entered in the past.
Lu Nanzhu has more expectations in her heart because her father is also one of them.
"Found it?"
Lu Nanzhu's voice was trembling.
"Um."
Su Xuan nodded, looking a little heavy.
Lu Nanzhu couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart when he saw Su Xuan was so affectionate.
The great elder and the old patriarch also felt uneasy in their hearts.
The Road of Martial Arts... is also called the Road of the Saint King of Martial Arts. Anyone who walks through it can become the Saint King of Martial Arts! But if you can't walk it, you will definitely have bad luck.
And with the character of a martial arts monk who would rather die than surrender, he would probably never stop until he became a Saint King.
"You have to be mentally prepared."
Su Xuandao.
At the Fifth Great Wall, Su Xuan did feel the aura of Dongfang Shou Ling, which was most likely the path to martial arts.
In addition to the path of martial arts, Su Xuan also discovered the path of the Sword Master.
That is obviously the path that Jian Huang, Chen Xiaowan, Su Nianxie and Ning Fan are heading towards.
Lu Nanzhu's face turned slightly pale, but he took a deep breath: "Can you take me to see it?"
"Can."
Su Xuandao: "But I can only bring one person, no matter how many more...I can't bring back more.
That is the path of martial arts created by my grandfather, and I must keep moving forward.
Once you enter martial arts, it is difficult to come out."
"Great elder, old patriarch, can you let me in?"
Lu Nanzhu looked at the two of them pleadingly.
The great elder and the old patriarch sighed deeply, but also nodded.
In fact, they had a premonition of this outcome, but they were just lucky in the end.
"Everyone, wait for me for a moment."
Su Xuan said something and took Lu Nanzhu to fly high into the sky.
This moment.
The monks here all have the feeling that an ancient road has been opened up in the sky.
"The martial arts of the martial master back then must have reached the pinnacle."
The master of Zulong Palace was amazed.
"I heard Master Literary Saint talk about it.
The Great Wall of Desolation in the eighth era is the most stable era in recent eras. The reason is that with the Lord Martial Lord sitting in charge, the Pure Land Immortals do not dare to invade easily."
Lord Wen Sheng told some secrets.
"It's a pity that the martial master is nowhere to be found..." While everyone was talking, Su Xuan had already led Lu Nanzhu into an ancient road with extremely majestic martial arts.
As far as the eye can see, there are stone statues of martial arts that Su Xuan doesn't even recognize! The creatures carved on those stone statues are both human and others that Su Xuan doesn't recognize.
"The martial arts cultivator of the Endless Immortal Realm..." This thought suddenly popped into Su Xuan's mind.
Moreover, these martial arts stone statues are all accomplished martial arts cultivators! Su Xuan looked up and saw that there was a martial arts stone statue almost every hundred feet! And the length of the martial arts road was almost endless, which shows that these martial arts stone statues are also massive.
Su Xuan's eyes were a little solemn.
This was obviously placed here by Dongfang Shouling so that the martial arts cultivators who came here could understand Shenwu or other martial arts! Su Xuanneng had a premonition that if he had not yet achieved Shenwu, he would probably become one if he walked through this path of martial arts.
Thinking of this, Su Xuan was shocked.
This path of martial arts... was not prepared by Wu Di's martial arts cultivators at all, but was prepared for him because it was too dangerous and difficult to overcome without a certain foundation of martial arts.
"Su Xuan, if Shenwu was not born in Yinhuang, but passed down from the Endless Immortal Realm, then...are we still considered Yinhuang monks?"
Lu Nanzhu lowered his head and asked suddenly.
"Calculate."
Su Xuan said without hesitation.
"Then...are my father and the others worth dying?"
Lu Nanzhu looked up, tears streaming down his face.
Su Xuan was silent.
The moment he entered this place, Su Xuan sensed that the martial arts road was lifeless, which meant that all the martial arts monks there were dead.
Obviously, Lu Nanzhu also sensed it.
"They never fought for the wilderness, but for the faith and future in their hearts.
I believe that if they embark on the path of martial arts.
If the body dies, it will definitely be a desolation."
Su Xuan said in a deep voice.
Lu Nanzhu couldn't stop crying. This strong woman seemed particularly fragile at this moment.
She knew that her father and others died in vain.
I don't know how long it took.
"Su Xuan, I think..." Lu Nanzhu said hoarsely.
However, Su Xuan interrupted her: "Go ahead."
Lu Nanzhu was stunned.
"Come on the road to martial arts. You will find that the death of your father and others is worth it."
Su Xuan said again.
Lu Nanzhu looked at Su Xuan blankly.
It wasn't until this moment that Lu Nanzhu clearly realized that the little boy who had hit her so many times and made her her goal had really changed.
"good."
Lu Nanzhu's eyes became determined and he walked towards the path of martial arts.
Just walked a few steps.
Lu Nanzhu turned around again: "My father has not finished the journey, and I want to walk it for them, even if my death is worthless..." Su Xuan just nodded.
soon.
With Lu Nanzhu's entry, the entire martial arts path was completely rioted.
Martial arts swept across, not only oppressing Lu Nanzhu, but also tempering Lu Nanzhu's martial arts! After almost walking for a long time, Lu Nanzhu felt the pressure.
"It turns out...Father and the others were under such pressure back then..." Lu Nanzhu bit her lip and felt more and more pressure, but her eyes became firmer.
Go on! Go on! Lu Nanzhu’s only thought at this moment is this! I don’t know how long it has been.
Lu Nanzhu felt that his will was blurred and his body was even stiffer, just walking like a puppet.
She felt that she had reached her limit! At this moment... Lu Nanzhu was just relying on her remaining will to support herself.
No wonder Father and the others fell here, it turned out to be so difficult... Father... I'm sorry... Lu Nanzhu felt the world spinning and found himself starting to fall.
But just at this moment.
A warm big hand held her shoulder.
Lu Nanzhu felt a familiar breath pouring into her body, bringing her back to consciousness slightly.
She was startled and looked up in surprise, seeing a rough but extremely gentle face.
It was a shadow... But when Lu Nanzhu saw it, his nose couldn't help but feel sour, and he felt aggrieved in his heart.
"Xiaozhu, thank you for your hard work."
The shadow said softly.
"Father."
Lu Nanzhu shouted softly and swallowed.
"I knew it would be you, Xiaozhu, who came in.
Ever since you were a child, you have been so strong and refused to admit defeat..." The shadow continued: "Xiaozhu, keep walking, carry on your father's martial arts and keep moving forward."
"Can I do this?"
Lu Nanzhu couldn't help but ask.
The phantom pointed to the front, where many blurry phantoms kept appearing.
"You won't be alone."
Although they died, they had already paved the way for martial arts.
Their deaths are unknown, but they will be great in the end.
Exit of the Martial Arts Road.
Su Xuan cupped his hands and bowed deeply.
"May the martial arts prosper!"
Immediately.
Su Xuan raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the void and fall on another road.
There, several figures were also moving forward.
"With the Eighteen Great Walls blocked, the end point of these holy kings' roads is also cut off.
Therefore, I will penetrate the Eighteen Great Walls and wait for you to emerge as the Saint King on the Yinhuang Great Wall."