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1300: The gate of heaven like the enemy! Tomorrow's sun! For the month

Deep in the white clouds are snow-capped peaks, and a few plum trees are red with snow.

At Tianmen, the biting cold wind rolled up clouds of snow and mist, roaring along the valley towards the glacial lake under the icebergs...

Along the ice lake, rows of Tianmen players gathered here holding torches. Except for the sound of crackling and exploding grease from burning torches, the atmosphere was solemn and solemn, with few people making any comments.

The inner iceberg behind the ice lake leads directly to the Fudo Realm along the ladder to heaven. A large number of heroes from all walks of life who belong to the Fudo Realm have already gathered here. They all wear a mysterious ice mask, representing the people recognized by Emperor Shitian.

Identity of Tianmen people.

Further up, there is the realm of freedom where a group of higher-level Tianmen priests are located.

This place is bone-chillingly cold, covered with huge icicles, and has many mythical beasts captured and controlled by Tianmen.

What Emperor Shakti once said to the Immortal God is absolutely correct.

The Immortal God claimed to be a god because he was secretly influenced by him. Even the tricks of refining beast pills and controlling beast slaves were leftover from Emperor Shitian's tricks.

As a top alchemist who was selected by Qin Shihuang to refine the elixir of immortality after many rounds of screening in the past, Emperor Shitian's attainments in elixir making were extraordinary. He refined the elixir with the waste of evil blood in phoenix blood.

If ordinary people in the world take one pill of the mythical beast pill, their strength will immediately rise to a great level, and then they will obey the orders of Emperor Shitian, who has a large amount of phoenix blood in his body, and become a puppet.

Even the masters in the Heavenly Realm will have their combat power doubled or even several times higher after taking the Divine Beast Pill. This makes the Tianmen have dozens of powerful divine beasts accumulated over the years, all of which possess super-super powers in the Heavenly Realm.

They have strong fighting power. After being carefully trained by Emperor Shitian, the strongest ones are no less powerful than the Ice Emperor and Luo Xian. They are also the true foundation of Tianmen.



At this time, in the vast ice and snow hall within the free boundary, there were five ice sculpture seats arranged in a row.

Two of the seats were vacant, and the other three seats were occupied by three mysterious men.

Behind the three people, there stood more than twenty well-dressed warriors of different heights. They were all mythical beasts with strong bodies but indifferent expressions.

Further back, there are four players standing prominently in the core area of ​​​​Tianmen. They are 'Wisp', 'Knife's Edge', 'Ordinary Alley', 'Master of the King' and others who have recently been promoted to Rise of Heaven in Tianmen.

of players.

At this time, a swordsman sitting on the left suddenly woke up from his sleep and said coldly, "Evil Emperor, three days have passed and there are two more days. No matter what you want to do, you have to do it first."

Fight with me and experience my seven skills of breaking up love."

When the man sitting in the middle heard the words, he still closed his eyes unmoved and said, "There are still two days."

"Hmph! Two days will come soon, and you will have to give up your first place by then!" the swordsman shouted coldly.

The man's face, which was originally as emotionless as a stone slab, suddenly revealed a hint of sadness and exhaustion, and he said flatly, "I heard that in order to let your daughter practice your newly created seven skills of love-cutting, my niece in that life was caused by it.

The conflict between Zhiyang's Qijue of Severing Love and the feminine martial arts taught by the Sword Emperor resulted in facial disfigurement..."

The swordsman said proudly, "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. If they want to practice supreme sword skills, what does a little physical pain mean? My daughter will be proud of her seven skills in breaking up love in the future."

"She's only five years old."

The sadness in the man's expression became even stronger, and he once again thought of his son "First Victory" who was killed by his own hands by mistake.

During this year, he had been grieving and blaming himself for killing his son by mistake, and had always retreated into the gate of life and death, until he was found by Emperor Shitian, who was attracted by the incredible idea of ​​'resurrecting' his son and helping him break through to the true state.

, ask him to come out of the customs.

He didn't believe it at first, but when he saw that his dead son actually appeared in front of him alive, he truly rekindled his hope and was willing to be used by Emperor Shakti.

But facing the second sword emperor who was no different from him back then, he couldn't bear to have this confidant who was both enemy and friend follow in his footsteps.

The swordsman still stubbornly sneered, "Evil Emperor, are you afraid that my daughter will surpass you in the future?

As soon as you were born from your mother's womb, you were number one in everything.

Not only because you have the first surname, but also because you are the eldest son in the family. Since you were four years old, you have been proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. You are the strongest in them all, and you are the best in them all.

In terms of martial arts, you started practicing martial arts at the age of six, and after one year you no longer need a master. Your sword was stronger than mine before, and your swordsmanship was better than that of the Sword Emperor!

But it’s different now, I have created the Seven Skills of Severing Love, and in two days, I will defeat you, and I will become the number one sword king."

At this time, the third man on the right who had never spoken said, "Hehehe... The Second Sword Emperor, you only have the First Evil Emperor in your eyes. In order to defeat the First Evil Emperor, you didn't even ask

Without asking, he agreed to come here and help the Evil Emperor to jointly deal with the powerful enemy of Emperor Shitian, the leader of the Tianmen Sect.

Haven't you ever thought about why the First Evil Emperor agreed to help Emperor Shitian?

Maybe, the First Evil Emperor is not ranked first, and you are not ranked second either. You may be third, fourth, or even fifteenth... Maybe the leader of that day's sect is the powerful enemy Hei Feng.

The leader of the village is here and you are about to die, so why are you talking about fighting the First Evil Emperor in two days?"

"Shut up!"

The swordsman known as the Second Sword King roared angrily, stared at the third man who was wearing a black ice mask from beginning to end, and said, "You hide your head and face, if you want to understand my judgment...

Qing Qijue, I will satisfy you now."

"Hehehe..."

The third man wearing the Xuanbing mask sneered disdainfully, "What do I have to fear?"

He turned his palms inside the purple velvet embroidered dragon-patterned sleeves, and suddenly released a powerful aura of returning to his true state. A tumbling and rolling mass of vitality exuding a strong, suppressed and dangerous aura condensed in his palms, twisting and wriggling in a vaguely weird way.

Forming a series of human silhouette shapes.

The Second Sword Emperor's pupils shrank, "Return to True Realm! Three-point Return to Vitality? Who are you?"

The First Evil Emperor couldn't help but open his eyes. Stimulated by the strong demonic desire to win, a strong demonic aura suddenly emerged on his face, causing his entire face to turn into weird and terrifying black and white, and his body was tyrannical.

The aura of returning to one's true nature also explodes.

The man who claimed to be the king had not yet responded. Suddenly, a hollow bell sounded from outside the temple, melodious and far away. The loud bell turned into waves of echoes, shaking the Snow God Mountain Range.

This is not a bell.

It was the sound of the Heavenly Gate being knocked by the Brahma Scepter, the sacred object of Tianwen Temple.

Since this sound is heard, it means that a powerful enemy has arrived.

The air began to be filled with a depressing and restless atmosphere, so heavy that it made people breathless.

The many mythical beasts behind the three people let out low roars like wild animals being excited. The three people also stood up one after another, turned around and looked through the ice-crystal-like dome towards the void heaven that the top ladder leads to.

Even if he is as proud as the Second Sword Emperor, even as arrogant as the First Evil Emperor, even if he claims to be the king but has been defeated by Jiang Dali several times... all of them know that with the strength of the three of them, he is not Black Wind at all.

The leader of the village and a group of powerful opponents had to place their hopes on Emperor Shitian in the end.

All three are here for their own interests.

Among them, the first evil emperor risked his life to resurrect his son.

The Second Sword Emperor proved to be stronger by defeating the Second Evil Emperor, and could ignore the risk of becoming an enemy of the Black Wind Stronghold Master.

Only the King of Purple Clothes Sutra was not only attracted by the three-point return of vitality and the method of increasing lifespan collected in Emperor Shitian's hands, but also because he had already been on the opposite side with the leader of Black Wind Village, so he could only place his hope in surrendering to Emperor Shitian.

While seeking shelter, he can eliminate his old enemy, the leader of Black Wind Village.

When the three of them raised their heads and looked towards the void and heaven.

The silver light of the black ice in the void sky reflected the entire ice palace space brightly.

A burst of old hoarse strange laughter accompanied by a huge frosty face gradually emerged from the dome like a relief on white marble, and an obscure and depressing atmosphere filled the air.



High in the sky outside the temple, the night was fading, the wind was howling, and a giant dark green dragon with a body length of nearly twenty feet came across the sky at the break of dawn like a black cloud pressing over the city.

On the back of the dragon, Wuming stood with his hands behind his back, feeling the hostility all over the mountains and plains. He took a deep breath, his hair was moving wildly without wind, his clothes were fluttering, and his sword intent was brewing.

Jiang Dali stared with burning eyes at the snow-covered mountain top below, feeling the powerful aura emerging from it and the threat of rain and murderous intent filling the mountains and fields, and grinned.

Emperor Shi Tianxian has already heard the news from the players in the past two days, and has already set up a plan to openly fight. Being so confident, it is obvious that he overestimated himself, but underestimated Jiang Dali, otherwise he may not have been able to fight.

Will use some of the other party's best despicable means.

"Emperor Shakten!"

Jiang Dali let out a long roar, his body half-crouched, his arms slightly bent at his waist, and his iron-nailed wrist guards expanded slightly like sea urchins.

"Roar!"

The demonic dragon roared, flicked its tail in an interesting way, and tumbled down.

"The leader of this village greets you on behalf of your master!"

Jiang Dali's eyes flashed with lightning, and he stared at the increasingly approaching Tianmen Temple below. As he drank wildly, his aura surged, and his hair turned into gold one by one in the strong wind. His muscles and bones trembled, and he entered the golden state of the gods and demons in an instant.

body condition.

boom!--

The air around me trembled, and the strong wind dispersed.

His clothes instantly swelled and shattered into thread-like stripes, wrapping around his majestic body covered in golden and black magic patterns that shocked countless people below. The pieces fluttered in all directions with the strong wind.

Almost at the same time.

Three long roars with different tones also came from below and in the distance at the same time, suppressing the sound of the Brahma Holy Staff knocking on the Tianmen, like three swords tearing apart the condensed aura created by the many disciples and members of the Tianmen, mourning.

The fighting spirit is frightening.

The Tianmen War is about to break out!

Dawn has also broken, and the rising sun breaks through the clouds.

Can you see the first ray of light? Is the rising sun still far away?

When the morning sun rises, how many people in the world can see the sun today...

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