"With your Divine Seal Sect, get lost!" The voice of heaven and earth echoed in vain from the sky.\\.com first release\\
The sound was like running water, impacting the terrifying pressure, and the pressure hovering over Han Jian and the others immediately disappeared.
Lin Xuan's figure suddenly shook, he raised his head and looked at the sky behind him in disbelief.
At this moment, the heaven and earth suddenly roared, and the roaring sounds shook the heaven and earth.
In this roaring world, a crazy pressure spread from the sky to all directions, and several figures emerged there.
"Shenyin Sect, do you really think that my Sword God Sect is easy to bully?" The roar still resounded throughout the world, and for a moment, the sound was like a dragon's roar, hovering in the sky.
Ouch! This roar was followed by several high-pitched dragon roars, and those figures became increasingly clear.
"The majesty of the Sword God Sect cannot be violated, not even by your Divine Seal Sect!" Bang bang, the world shook in vain, and this roar seemed not to come from the front, but from ancient times.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth raged in vain, pressing down on Lin Xuan and others with endless pressure.
"Qing Jue!" The sect leaders on the floating island all looked at the figures in disbelief. The leader was actually the leader of the Qinglong Clan, Qing Jue.
"The four ancient tribes, the Qinglong Clan!" Seeing this scene, the second-rate sect leaders who were originally discussing became quiet, with serious expressions on their faces. The Qinglong Clan actually came forward for the Sword God Clan.
"In ancient times, the Sword God Sect controlled the three major halls and the four ancient clans!" Qing Jue's voice was still ringing: "Although it is now in decline, the Qinglong clan is back now!"
"Ancient Sword God Clan, Qinglong Clan!" Several high-pitched dragon roars resounded again, and the violent spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly formed a seat, and a sword was inserted next to the seat.
"The Qinglong Tribe is back!" A crazy coercion was constantly circling between the heaven and the earth. The roar of the dragon penetrated the surrounding void, and the turbulent flow of space flowed out like running water.
The roar of the dragon hovered in the sky, and for a moment, countless eyes fell on the sky, on the strange seat, and on the sword.
The roar of the dragon became louder and louder. In the shocked eyes of everyone, a phantom of the green dragon appeared in the wind and thunder auras. The sleeping dragon finally woke up, and the phantom of the green dragon was flying around the seat.
On that seat, everyone felt a power that could destroy the world. Jian Xue also felt his scalp numb with this power.
"What is that?" Lin Xuan whispered, a tremor spreading from the depths of his soul.//.com Novel Network//
The disciples of the unconventional sect below were even more horrified to find that their swords were vibrating, and the sword tips were pointing at the sword next to the seat, as if the subjects were surrendering to the emperor.
On the floating island, on the tallest building, Xuanyuan Ye stood at the top, opened his eyes, looked through the surrounding clouds, and landed on the seat. For the first time, a solemn look appeared on his face: "The Supreme Emperor
Seat, appear!"
Endless sword energy was transforming in the void, and the master of the Sword Temple was sitting in it. He also opened his eyes and looked at the scene below, with a trace of surprise dancing in his dark eyes.
"The Supreme Throne appears!" Huang Pu, the master of the Martial Arts Temple, whispered, with a smile on his lips.
"This chess game is getting more and more chaotic, but this is what makes it interesting!" In the distant void, the prince stood in the wind and snow, with snowflakes flying around him.
"It turns out that the Supreme Throne really exists!" In the sky tens of thousands of meters away from the floating island, a black mist hovered strangely.
"The Supreme Throne!" In a dilapidated courtyard sect, the proud warrior god opened his eyes, his eyes slightly confused, and finally fell into self-study, "Is the Moon God era coming?"
That seat is the Supreme Throne. The will of several generations of moon gods has been integrated into it and evolved into the Supreme Throne.
At the beginning, when Ye Chen awakened from the Seal of the Moon God, the Supreme Throne also appeared.
The figures of Qing Jue and others finally appeared in front of everyone's sight. They came riding on the strong wind, surrounded by purple electric light.
"Ancient Sword God Clan, Qinglong Clan!" Qing Jue raised his head and roared. This voice not only came from him, but also represented countless generations of Qinglong Clan members.
This long roar informed the world that the Qinglong Clan had returned to the Sword God Sect. At this moment, a stream of light shot out from the Supreme Throne in vain. The stream of light crossed the sky like a rainbow, shot into Qing Jue's eyebrows, and merged into the Qing Dynasty.
Absolute soul.
A green mark appeared between Qing Jue's eyebrows, and for a moment, Qing Jue's aura surged again.
In the distant void, the prince saw this scene and chuckled: "The first guardian of the Five Dynasties, the Green Dragon Guardian!"
With a call from ancient times, Qing Jue raised his head and stared at the flying shadow of the blue dragon. He knew that at this moment, he became the fifth generation blue dragon and the guardian of the blue dragon.
The Supreme Throne not only incorporates the will of generations of moon gods, but also the will of generations of blue dragons. At this moment, Qing Jue is recognized by all generations of blue dragons.
The mark that appears between Qing Jue's eyebrows is the Qinglong mark, the mark possessed by the first Qinglong.
For a moment, its terrifying power condensed on Qing Jue's body, violent spiritual energy surged out of Qing Jue's body, and Qing Jue's originally stagnant cultivation suddenly improved by several points.
The power of heaven and earth filled everyone's hearts, and everyone looked at this scene in shock. What on earth happened?
"Ancient Sword God Clan, White Tiger Clan!" As the dragon's roar hovered in the void, a roar echoed in vain.
Ouch! The roar of the tiger resounded, and in an instant, the ice on the sea shattered.
The tiger descended from the mountain! The chill filled the air, and several rainbows shot down from the floating island, just like a tiger descending from the mountain. With just one roar, it moved the sky and broke through the void.
"The White Tiger Tribe of the Four Ancient Tribes!" The coldness hit the person, and the rising sea water condensed into ice again. A crazy pressure hovered between the heaven and the earth. The water spiritual energy stirred around crazily. The tiger finally roared again.
, a huge phantom appeared in the sky above the Supreme Throne, and it was a roaring tiger! The white tiger phantom was lifelike, and a pair of blue eyes shot across the sky and the earth.
The warriors caught by that gaze took a few steps back, a chill spreading deep in their souls.
The pressure gathered on the Supreme Throne became more and more terrifying. This pressure made the Lingwu Realm warriors feel horrified and had to use their true energy to resist.
Bang bang! Juelin stepped out in the endless wind and snow. Every step he took was like a tiger taking a step. Every step made the world within several miles feel shaking.
The chill spread all around the forest, and the snowflakes fell, turning into sharp swords that plunged into the sky.
And at this moment, a tiger roar sounded from the Supreme Throne, and blue light filled the air. A blue light shot out and disappeared into the depths of Juelin's eyebrows. Its blue light transformed into the shadow of a white tiger, and finally formed a mark.
This mark blended into the depths of Jue Lin's mind, and for a moment, Jue Lin's momentum skyrocketed again.
The White Tiger Mark possessed by the first generation White Tiger, undoubtedly, Juelin has been recognized by several generations of White Tigers. From today on, he is the fifth generation White Tiger.
Looking through the clouds, Xuanyuan Ye sighed slightly when he saw this scene, and said to himself: "The second guardian, the White Tiger Guardian!"
The pressure of the Supreme Throne was more terrifying than the pressure of Lin Xuan and others. For a moment, the general trend formed by the three previous sects immediately collapsed and disappeared.
Instead, there is the general trend on the Supreme Throne. This is the general trend from the ancient sword god. No one can shake this general trend, not even the three aloof palace masters.
Countless eyes were paying attention to this scene, which shocked everyone.
However, the roar was still not over. After the roar of the tiger, a voice from heaven and earth sounded again: "Ancient Sword God Clan, Xuanwu Clan!"
The sound of heaven and earth turned into a substantial sound sword, condensed out, and its sword energy permeated the surroundings. This sound sword turned into a long rainbow, reaching straight into the sky and breaking through the sky.
The clouds shattered, and the surrounding snowflakes turned into nothingness! At this moment, the lightning surged in vain in the turbulence, and not long after, large raindrops fell from the sky and fell on the ground.
The raindrops hit the ice layer below, and the ice layer rose crazily. The ice layer, which was as thin as walking on thin ice, was as stable as the earth, and it was surprisingly able to withstand the power of heaven and earth.
Ouch! A roar sounded, and endless earthly spiritual energy surged out all around, transforming into a sky-shattering shadow. This shadow expanded infinitely, and its head seemed to touch the sky and its feet touched the ground.
A Xuanwu shadow condensed out, and the Xuanwu shadow stood quietly under the Supreme Throne, with its head above the Supreme Throne.
For a time, the pressure from the Supreme Throne became more and more terrifying. Faced with this pressure, martial arts practitioners had to temporarily avoid the edge.
The strong men of the first-class sects all looked at this scene with solemn faces. The pressure was too terrifying, even more terrifying than the will of martial arts.
Bang bang! A dull sound resounded, and several tall and tall figures walked out of the endless void. Every time they took a step, the turbulent flow of space under their feet stopped strangely, as if it had turned into the earth.
"The Xuanwu Tribe is back!" Xuan Ren stepped on the turbulent flow of space and walked out of the endless void.
A ray of yellow light shot out from the Supreme Throne, transforming into a Xuanwu shadow, sinking deep into Xuan Ren's eyebrows, and blending into his soul.
For a moment, Xuan Ren's aura surged again, and a Xuan Wu mark appeared between his eyebrows. Like a forest of pure and clear trees, Xuan Ren became the guardian of Xuan Wu.
"The third guardian, the Xuanwu Guardian!" In the endless void, sword energy filled the air. Murong Yu, the master of the Sword Temple, sat in it, slowly opened his eyes, and then shook his head, "It's a pity that the Suzaku clan has returned to the Moon Temple. It's really
What a pity!”
Qing Jue raised his head and stared at the floating island, as did Jue Lin and Xuan Ren. They were waiting for one person, the leader of the Suzaku Tribe, the Fire Emperor.
However, the Fire Emperor did not appear, and the spiritual energy around him gradually returned to normal. The green dragon shadow, white tiger shadow, Xuanwu shadow, and the Supreme Throne gradually dissipated into the void and turned into nothingness.
"Have you made a decision? Fire Emperor!" Qing Jue sighed slightly and stepped forward again. In just a moment, the figures of the Qinglong clan appeared beside Han Jian and others.
The White Tiger Clan and the Xuanwu Clan followed closely behind. For a moment, Qing Jue, Jue Lin, and Xuan Ren stood together, looking at Lin Xuan, Yu Fang, and Zi Mang indifferently.
Qing Jue said calmly: "You, the Divine Seal Sect, can't protect the people my Sword God Sect wants to kill!"