When the last ray of sunset disappeared from the tall city wall of Changfeng City, the city defense known as the strongest in Zhongzhou slowly closed the city gate, and the soldiers on vigil began to patrol as usual.
According to Mingshan, it is located seventy miles outside Changfeng City. It is majestic and towering, stretching for 30,000 miles. It lies on the southwest border of Zhongzhou. To the outside is the uninhabited wasteland. This is to protect the fertile land of Zhongzhou from the wasteland.
It is a barrier to the invasion of beasts and is also the ancestral place of the Zhen family.
A hurried team appeared in the Prince's Mansion of Changfeng City, headed by King Changfeng Zhenzhong. He was only seventeen years old and theoretically could not inherit the throne. However, when his father was exploring the psychic world five years ago,
After his death, the emperor specially approved the town to inherit the throne.
The young prince looked anxious and walked in a hurry. He had just received a secret report. The emperor had sent the Zhongzhou secret agent Iron Hand Thirteen Eagles to Changfeng. The large group of people had arrived thirty miles outside Changfeng City. The Zhen clan was in danger.
"Master! Have you had a rest?" Zhenzhong came to a corner of the back garden of the Prince's Mansion and shouted softly.
A ray of light flashed through a simple thatched hut in the darkness, and an old man over seventy years old slowly walked out. Three years ago, he protected the town and came to Changfeng, the name of the chief talisman and seal master of the Military Academy.
Emperor Haorang had no choice but to agree to Zhenzhong's succession to the throne, thus preserving the banner of the Changfeng Zhen clan that had been flying for thousands of years.
"Did he take action?" The old man seemed to know the purpose of the young prince's coming.
"Yes, they are already thirty miles away! The Thirteen Iron-Hand Eagles are leading the team. What should we do?" Although the young prince was a little nervous in the town, he was still calm.
"It seems that they have found a way to break the Nine Curved Junfeng Picture!" The old man's eyes revealed a hint of smile, "But they didn't expect that I had just carved the most brilliant work!"
"Master, have you succeeded?" Zhenzhong asked excitedly.
The old man nodded slightly, "Fortunately, before leaving for the psychic realm, the old prince gave me the ** sticker that the Zhen family had collected for seven hundred years, so that I could understand the secrets from it and repair the Jiuding Qiankun Jue.
Seal!"
Suddenly, the town felt a cold breath coming from it. The old man moved slightly and instantly protected the town behind him. Then he whispered: "The fine cavalry and iron guards will obey the order and protect the young prince as he goes to the Ming Mountain."
!"
"Yes!" A dozen men in black clothes immediately appeared from the darkness, and a talisman flew out of each person's hand.
Level 7 talisman of elite cavalry and iron guard.
In an instant, tall black and gray iron cavalry appeared in the backyard. They were extremely majestic in armor. Inside the armor were not ordinary war horses, but gale horses whose heads were sealed. They could be called the fastest mounts on land.
It is also the guarantee for the Changfeng King of all dynasties to finally escape from dangerous situations.
"What? You want to leave so soon?" A sudden voice came from the courtyard wall of the Prince's Mansion.
The old man whispered: "Leave him alone, I will take care of it. You protect the young prince and evacuate Changfeng!" As he said this, he thrust something into Zhenzhong's hand and threw it into the elite cavalry guards.
These elite knights and iron guards immediately exchanged positions with each other. What is surprising is that behind almost every gale horse, there seems to be a shadow of the little prince in the town. These elite knights and iron guards instantly rushed in all directions, and even directly
He crossed the two-foot-high palace wall and disappeared into the vast night.
Phantom flying shot, another seventh level talisman!
Just as the people on the wall were about to intercept him, they heard the old man chuckle, "I'm here in Changfeng, so you have to play with me, Lao Mo, for some reason!"
"Hmph, Lao Mo, don't think that your talisman dominates the military academy. No one in the world can cure you. No matter how high your talisman is, you can't exert the power of the talisman even if your true spirit is limited!"
"Haha, if you have already entered the Tianshou realm, I would still be a little worried, but you are just an eighth-level warrior in the Chongguang realm. Wanting to compete with me is just a daydream. Let you see the consequences of despising a seal master.
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A gust of wind rose from the old man's side. The old man stood in the wind, and a huge talisman suddenly appeared. On the talisman, one could vaguely see the overlapping mountains.
This is the famous work of the man known as Lao Mo. It can be transformed into countless mountains and ridges, and all people within a radius of thirty feet can be included in it. Only by passing through the only road here can all nine people be included.
It takes several levels to see Lao Mo's true form.
When this talisman came out, it immediately shocked the entire Zhongzhou and established Lao Mo's reputation as the best talisman seal master in the world.
Unexpectedly, when everyone around him was included in the talisman, the guy in black clothes with a golden flying eagle embroidered on his shoulders did not have any nervousness. On the contrary, his expression was extremely calm and a little strategic.
A triumphant smile.
Suddenly, several piercing screams were heard in the distance. Lao Mo couldn't help but be surprised. These were the cries of the elite cavalry guards before they died. They were actually stopped!
"Old Mo, are you surprised? Since the emperor wants to destroy the Zhen clan, he will not just send the Thirteen Iron-Hand Eagles!"
Riding the tiger away from the mountain? Lao Mo gritted his teeth and jumped out of the prince's palace, even abandoning his famous talisman. There was no one else who could stop the elite cavalry iron guard except the emperor's dragon guard. The emperor actually wanted to
A Zhen clan sent out all the royal guards. He was going to make a desperate move!
Lao Mo moved forward rapidly along a strange route, and along the way he could see the figures of elite cavalry and iron guards being killed.
This is the Dragon Guard, the patron saint of the emperors of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, a powerful force selected from thousands of heroes who have entered the Xuan Realm to protect the safety of the royal family.
"Dragon Guard?" The town murmured. His father once said that although the Changfeng Jingqi Iron Guard was powerful, it could not compete with the Dragon Guard. It could only take advantage of its speed.
But in front of tens of thousands of troops arrayed in a military formation, the speed advantage has vanished.
"Little Prince, Mr. Mo is here!" A fine cavalry iron guard couldn't help but feel happy when he saw a stream of light coming and landed directly in front of the Shenlong Guard.
This stream of light was Lao Mo who was chasing them quickly.
"Mr. Mo, you are indeed here!" the leader of the Dragon Guard said calmly, "The emperor is right, as long as we use the life of the young prince as a threat, you will definitely give up the Nine-Turn Junfeng Map and come here!
"
Lao Mo seemed to have something wrong when he heard this. He looked up and saw that the military formation behind the Shenlong Guards changed instantly, forming a faint encirclement. What worried him even more was that not all of the formations were ordinary Yulin Guards.
, quite a number of royal masters are among them. Logically speaking, even if the Zhen clan is to be annihilated, the emperor will not need to mobilize all his troops!
"What do you want?"
"It's very simple, hand over the talisman of the Nine Cauldrons of the Universe!"
Sure enough, I came here for this thing!
Lao Mo laughed, and a talisman that was as thin as paper but shone brightly suddenly appeared in his hand. The pressure brought by the talisman alone was too much for some sergeants' mounts to bear.
"Ancient Talisman!"
The sky is round, and the nine tripods descended from heaven to the earth, dividing them into nine states. There are rumors that whoever controls the nine tripods will be able to unify the nine states and achieve eternal hegemony.
The Emperor of Zhongzhou was a man of great talent and strategy, and it only took him thirty years to annihilate the Zhongzhou vassal. His next goal was to unify the Nine Provinces, and this crucial step lay with the Zhen clan.
The Zhen clan discovered an incomplete Nine-Tripod Universe Diagram from Juming Mountain a thousand years ago, and they have been searching for famous experts all over the world to repair the talisman. The emperor was worried that once the Zhen clan restored the Nine-Tripod Universe Diagram, it would have a great impact on his hegemony.
Threatened, he decided to strike first and prepared to seize the talisman.
Lao Mo laughed and was about to release the talisman. He knew that as soon as the talisman was released, these tens of thousands of soldiers would be reduced to ashes and the Dragon Guard would cease to exist.
"Mo Zhengkun, although you are talented and intelligent, it is a pity that your true spirit is limited. Even if you can repair the Nine Cauldrons of the Universe, you cannot fully activate it. What do you think this is?" A majestic voice came from the military formation.
"Long live my emperor!" As the sergeant shouted, a middle-aged man wearing a divine dragon robe slowly stood up in the center of the military formation. Behind him, a huge golden cauldron loomed.
Mu Kan, one of the Nine Cauldrons.
The Emperor of Zhongzhou stared at Lao Mo, "You didn't expect that I have Mu Kanding in my hand, did you?"
"Mu Kan, what a Mu Kan, he is the master of killing, and he has no disadvantages! No wonder the emperor managed to eliminate the thousand-year-old vassal king after thirty years of campaign. It seems to be the protection of this ancient divine talisman!"
"As long as you know, hand over the talisman in your hand, I can pardon your innocence, and the Zhen clan can still be king! How about that?"
"Do you think I will believe you?" Old Mo laughed, "If you have the guts, release this Mukan Cauldron. I want to see what kind of power this ancient talisman has!"
After finishing speaking, Lao Mo whispered to Zhenzhong behind him: "Little prince, please leave quickly! As long as you escape into Zhuming Mountain, the Zhen family will have a chance to stand up!" He secretly handed the talisman to Zhenzhong, and he
There is still the appearance of the talisman in his hand. This is the unique phantom technique of the talisman seal master. Even the emperor who has entered the Xuan Realm cannot see through it.
Zhenzhong took a deep look at his master. He knew that if he left, he would never see his master again. However, he had been responsible for the inheritance of the Zhen family for thousands of years and could not be ruined here.
Zhenzhong turned around and, under the protection of the remaining elite cavalry guards, sped away towards the Ming Mountain.
Lao Mo just looked at the Emperor of Zhongzhou, with the talisman in his hand looming, but the Emperor of Zhongzhou hesitated. He didn't know what the consequences would be if the two ancient talismans collided. It is said that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, let alone
He is an emperor.
"Kill!" After much hesitation, the Emperor of Zhongzhou finally issued the order to attack, but he still had no intention of releasing the Mu Kanding in his hand.
Lao Mo knew that he could no longer cover up, and his true spirit sigil appeared on his left hand behind his back. It seemed that the only way to go was to use the incineration sigil!
The Shenlong Guard was only less than a hundred feet away from Old Mo. Suddenly he felt a palpitating pressure explode in his heart, and then he saw Old Mo's figure instantly turned into a ball of dazzling light, and people formed around him.
The huge whirlpool seemed to suck everything into it.
Both the sergeants and the royal masters felt the life-threatening crisis. The Emperor of Zhongzhou stared at Lao Mo's figure gradually disappearing, and couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Rush over, break his talisman, and I will make him a marquis!"
Before the Emperor of Zhongzhou finished speaking, he saw Lao Mo turning into a mass of black dots. The strong attraction turned the surrounding air into a tearing force. The bodies of countless sergeants were instantly torn into pieces and fell into
Into the whirlpool, not a shred of consciousness remained.
In just an instant, the strong wind swept across the surrounding area for several miles, and the tens of thousands of military formations were suddenly shattered, leaving only hundreds of masters struggling to hold on.
The Emperor of Zhongzhou slowly raised his hand, Mu Kanding flashed past, and the surrounding area became quiet for a moment. A large pit several miles wide and a hundred feet deep appeared where Lao Mo was, and a gurgling clear spring emerged from the bottom of the pit.
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Since he took action once, what if he takes action again? The Emperor of Zhongzhou raised his hand again and waved it towards the position in Jumingshan Town.
"Protect the young prince!" The elite cavalry guards immediately protected the town in the center, but under the pressure of the talisman, they instantly turned into a sheet of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace.
In the town, the emperor of Zhongzhou was looking at the distant emperor with the talisman in his hand, his eyes clear and clear, as if he saw the future at that moment, only to hear a dull crashing sound, which shook the hearts of everyone present.
The two Jiuding talismans disappeared instantly, as if these two things had never appeared.
The majestic Juming Mountain was cut into two sections in an instant, and a gap hundreds of miles wide appeared in front of the survivors. In this flat gap, only the lonely Zhenzhong was lying on the ground, his whole body embedded in the mountain by the huge force.
In the rock, the Zhen family line has been interrupted since then.
The emperor of Zhongzhou watched helplessly as Mu Kanding disappeared before his eyes and fell into the vast mountain.
Three years later, the emperor of Zhongzhou stayed at the foot of Juming Mountain for three full years and sent hundreds of thousands of troops to search for the Jiuding talisman, but found nothing.
"Dad, have you finally found the magic talisman?"
"Yes, Dad, has anyone found the talisman again?"
"Dad..."
At the foot of Ju Ming Mountain, a group of children sat around the fire pit, listening to their father recount the shocking battle of Ju Ming Mountain. Although they had heard it many times, the children were shocked by the content every time.
This is not a myth or a rumor, this is something that really happened. Although hundreds of years have passed, various news about shocking battles or Kyushu talismans can always attract the attention of people all over the world.
The father gently knocked the pipe in his hand and chuckled, "The Jiuding Talisman is a treasure left by the ancient gods. Naturally, it is not easy to get, but the treasure is a treasure after all, and will wait for his destined person.
.."
"The destined one? It can't be you, right?" The children joked with each other, and a burst of laughter came from the simple house. The father also looked much younger in this laughter.