Chapter six hundred and thirteenth fourteenth throne, my dragon looks up(2/3)
There is a long-standing sword-raising gourd, which contains the remaining souls of the Sword Immortal, as well as many natal flying swords that have worn out their spirits. He is similar to the great demons sitting high and low around him. He has not been in the world for too long. Sword-raising
The things inside the gourd are all worshiped by generations of disciples and grandchildren.
A burly man wearing golden armor stood with his feet on the ground, his fists clenched, and golden light as thick as oil and water constantly flowed out from the gaps in the armor. However, the rank of this immortal soldier tends to be fragmented.
His golden armor is not a treasure that he wears on his own initiative, but a cage like a small world.
Thousands of years ago, the human race reached the top, and the demon race was expelled to a barbarian land with a vast territory but poor products and spiritual energy. Then the sword cultivators were moved to the area where the Sword Qi Great Wall is now, and began to build cities and defend it. This is what is now called the barbaric world.
, one of the people after the human world was divided into four in the past. When the wild world had just officially become "one world", the heaven and earth were first formed, like a newborn baby, and the great road was still in its embryonic form and was not yet stable. There are three people on this side of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
The criminal sword cultivators, headed by Chen Qingdu, asked for swordsmanship in Tuoyue Mountain. After that, the Demon Ancestor disappeared without a trace, and the dragons were leaderless. This formed the confrontation between the wild world and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and that mouth was called
The ancient well known as the Hall of Heroes was both a meeting place for the great demons later and a place of detention. In fact, Tuoyue Mountain was the earliest imperial palace similar to a secular dynasty. However, after the battle at Tuoyue Mountain, Chen Qing was alone.
Returning to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Tuoyue Mountain was in such disrepair that they had to build a "side capital" Hall of Heroes to discuss matters. However, in the history of ten thousand years, the fourteen thrones have never been gathered together. At most six or seven, it is already considered rare in the wild world.
Major matters need to be discussed, and as few as two or three big demons can make decisions and make oaths there.
After that sudden change and an earth-shattering fight, countless wild dragons and snakes emerged from the mountains and rivers, swarming up and establishing their own territories. This man in golden armor was the most outstanding among them. In the wild land,
After that battle, the trace of the only one who could convince the crowd was lost. He wanted to fight for the identity of the leader of the world. However, according to the rules, he climbed to the top of Tuoyue Mountain and failed. He was punished and was responsible for guarding Tuoyue Mountain.
Several big demons from Yueshan worked together to imprison him at the bottom of the ancient well in the Hall of Heroes.
Unexpectedly, he conspired with the outside world and finally managed to break free. It happened that a little Taoist priest riding a bull traveled around the wild world and arrived at the ancient well. He stood on the mouth of the well, stretched out a finger, and finally broke free from the shackles and climbed up.
The big demon who came out of the bottom of the well was gently pressed back to the bottom of the well. A finger not only pushed him back into the prison at the bottom of the well, but also golden light poured down, firmly trapping this extremely senior big demon. He suffered a huge loss.
Demons have a long life since ancient times, which is far from being comparable to that of humans raised by ancient gods. Once they choose to lie dormant, the passage of time will have minimal impact on them. Only then did the old man finally reappear, allowing him to
The sinful body will make up for the mistakes.
The motionless horizontal line to the south.
The mountains hang upside down, and the big demon in golden robes.
The big demon sitting alone on the railing in the jade room of Qiong Tower is like the ancient immortal recorded in the book of Haoran Tianxia.
The man on the head of the god's corpse, and the spear piercing the corpse's head beside him, contain the purest thunder and divine will in the wild world.
On the Throne of Bones, it transformed an ancient great swordsman into a puppet who returned to his peak state.
The long scarlet snake surrounding the column is like the master of all water gods in the wild world.
The Taoist priest in snow-white robes refined half of the essence of one of the three moons in the wild world into a natal creature.
The three-headed and six-armed giant once took the lead in scaling the Great Wall of Sword Qi and survived a single blow from Chen Qingdu. Now in the vast world, the territory of the Patriarch's Hall, no matter how big or small, will be shattered.
The dragon-robed woman with the imperial crown aspires to become the co-owner of the nine continents in the vast world. The orderly flow of incense in the world and the rebirth of the gods are all under her control. In exchange for the price, she will give her the one she owns.
Yiluohe gave a gift to another great demon of the same generation. From then on, they would no longer engage in the same-sex fight within the world. Before this, neither side believed in the other, and both wanted to eat the other. Now, everyone
They are not the same, and each has a greater desire.
The owner of the broken robe was once one of the sword cultivators of his generation who left the Great Wall of Sword Qi with Chen Qingdu and asked the Sword Tuo Yueshan. He was once a close friend of the boss sword immortal.
Standing next to him was the bearded man who was the only disciple. He had fought with A-Liang, had drinks with him, and once had nothing to do, so he helped the old blind man move the mountain.
The man in Confucian robes is going to go to the vast world and rebuild the mountains and rivers after the human world is completely broken, and then use his knowledge to educate the common people, regardless of their differences.
The great demon who has been restrained by the golden armor for countless years not only wants to go to the Haoran world, but also leads his army to the Qingming world and Baiyujing.
The old man Yujian wanted to refine all the five famous mountains in the world into his own products. He also wanted to smash the nine Xiongzhen Towers with his own hands, and then ask Bai Ze personally what he was thinking.
The handsome man with a sword gourd tied around his waist feels that his ambition is the smallest, but he just wants to win over all the beauties in the world. The monastic woman on the mountain, even if she loses her face, it is not impossible to live, and she will not want to lose her face.
Those who are alive do not need him to take action, there are thousands of ways to die waiting for them.
These fourteen great monsters are the pinnacle of the wild world today.
Most of them are awakened from endless sleep.
Part of it is that even though he has always been awake, throughout the long history, he has always stayed in his old nest, choosing to stand by and watch the war on the Sword Qi Great Wall, and never intervene in the siege there that happens to happen once every hundred years.
The seats in the Hall of Valor are not static, and the number is not fixed. When some fall, the throne will break on its own and fall to the bottom of the well. Some juniors will rise.
, you can occupy a place in the Hall of Heroes. There is no distinction between seniority and qualifications. The one with higher combat power will have a higher throne, and the weak should look up to others. The history of the wild world is a story of the strong stepping on the corpses of ants and gradually ascending.
And in the history of achieving immortal achievements, there are also secular dynasties that are not inferior to the vast world, rising up on the earth, with large and small rules and etiquette, but in the end they all ended badly, they could not be retained at all, and they could not withstand it.
Some great monsters who turned from neutrality to hostile stance were trampled, and in the long river of time, they will always be short-lived.
Incomparable tyranny of an individual is always the ultimate pursuit of the strong men in the wild world.
Other than that, it's all nonsense.
All the internal friction, the destruction of thousands of monster clans, and the disappearance of countless ants are all solid steps for a single strong person to reach the top.
Then this small group of existences check and balance each other to avoid going to destruction together, which is the only rule in this world. The existence of the Hall of Valor and the increase or decrease of every new and old throne in the ancient well are all due to the rules.
All fourteen big demons suddenly fell to the ground.
From the central area, an old man in gray slowly walked out, holding a child in his hand.
The child was holding a bun on his head in his hand, and the man was still staring at him when he was dying. He was completely fearless, but he seemed to have a great hatred.
Behind the gray-clothed old man and the child, followed a bowed and bent Ascension Realm great demon. It was the great demon who was responsible for presiding over the last siege battle. He was also the one who was being chased by the new swordsman at the head of the city. The great demon
He named himself Chongguang, and he was an ancient existence with a respected status in the wild world.
Naturally, the great demon Chongguang did not dare to reveal his true form and walked swaggering behind the old man in gray.
After the gray-clothed old man stopped, Chongguang followed the former's instructions and strode forward, approaching the Great Sword Qi Wall alone, and said loudly: "In the next battle, the sword immortal who does not use his sword with all his strength will be the day the Great Sword Qi Wall is breached.
Don’t die! From now on, whether you want to travel in the wild world or go to the vast world to see the scenery, you can come and go freely. The rest of the sword cultivators of the lower five realms who are at the top of the city. Those who are unwilling to draw their swords and those who leave the city are all my wild world.
Your first-class distinguished guest, a distinguished guest!"
Above the city, there was silence.
Dong Sangen sneered and said: "The beasts of the upper five realms in the south will die first if they reach the top of the city first."
Chongguang turned his head, after all, even if he wanted to say harsh words, it would not be his turn.
The old man in gray clothes patted the child's head and said, "Go, you were old friends. Now, as the direct disciples of Tuoyue Mountain, I would like to greet Chen Qing."
The child grabbed the glaring head with dried blood in one hand and walked out slowly, faster and faster, with a thunderous momentum. The last one stood still, threw the head heavily, and rolled to the ground.
The owner of that head is a great swordsman from the Great Wall of Sword Qi who has been hiding in the wild world for six hundred years. Not only is he highly skilled in swordsmanship, he is also proficient in the art of vertical and horizontal manipulation. Many great demons attack each other because of this person.
Start planning.
The child felt a little aggrieved, and turned around and said: "Master, my level is too low now, and there is a lot of sword energy over the city, so I can't throw it on the city."
The old man in gray clothes smiled and said: "As long as it comes to your mind, not to mention the eyes of those sword immortals are very good."
The child grinned and looked away, looking at the young man next to the bearded man with some provocation.
The young man said nothing, but the swords behind him were all unsheathed.
The old man in gray clothes looked up at the top of the city. Only the boss swordsman, Chen Qingdu, was in his eyes.
Chen Qingdu put his hands behind his back, looked down at the earth, looked at him, then stretched out his hand, casually pulled out the head of an Ascension Realm demon from the prison north of the city, and then was killed by Chen Qingdu.
Holding it in his hand for a moment, he smiled and said: "This head has been reserved for you for so many years. It is also a direct descendant of Tuoyue Mountain."
The old man in gray clothes smiled and said: "Chen Qingdu, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, are you already so powerful?"
After a pause, the old man finally asked: "Then let you die again?"
Many foreign swordsmen on the city were at a loss.
Chen Qingdu said: "It's true that I have been holding back my resentment for thousands of years underground. No wonder I spoke so loudly when I opened my mouth."
The old man in gray clothes shook his head, "I heard that the new sword is called Changqi. It doesn't work. No, it doesn't work."
Chen Qingdu always put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Only if you are a girl can you know whether I can do it or not."
There were whistles all over the city.
It seems that not only the sword cultivators in the city like this.
In fact, Sword Immortal is pretty much the same.
The child returned to the old man in gray and shook his master's sleeve, "These words are convincing."
The old man in gray clothes was not annoyed at all. He lowered his head to look at the retreating disciple who was still looking for him but still had an incomplete soul. Instead, he smiled and said: "These people, whether they are alive or dead, or sword cultivators, are the best at talking.
To be continued...