Dozens of major sects in the Eastern Territory spent seven days on Qianxue Peak, but still could not break the seal of Qianxue Dufeng. Saint kings from all sects came out together, using all means, and the rebound power of the barrier caused many injuries.
People, no matter how they increase their strength, even if they take medicine and activate the imperial army, the solid barrier will remain as strong as a mountain.
The group of people who were good at calculations also failed. Several old men with white beards and hair used their supreme methods to detect and calculate possible seal flaws and deduce solutions. In the end, all of them were mentally exhausted and fell to the ground vomiting blood.
Seeing that the seven-day period was about to expire, all the sects were restless. At this time, Shang Xiu'e showed up calmly and said that Qian Xuefeng was not a selfish sect. During these seven days, Qian Xuefeng saw all the hard work of each sect.
In order to prevent each faction from having any regrets, Qian Xuefeng was willing to give in and give each faction another seven days to try again.
The words were very polite, but everyone understood the implication of this generosity. The first opportunity was wasted, and each family had accumulated experience. Qian Xuefeng generously gave it a second time. If it still fails this time, it would be no wonder.
Anyone who keeps insisting on this can only be said to be shameless.
In order to seize this opportunity, each sect can be said to have used their best talents, especially new people from their own sects. However, in view of the previous failures, no one thinks that replacing others can succeed. After all, more than half of the strength of warriors is in
In terms of weapons, a sect may have many masters, but the top weapons are only one or two. Since they couldn't be broken before, it doesn't make much difference if they change people now. Therefore, this time the factions did not waste any more energy to attack, but
It was the beginning of a private relationship.
A seal that cannot be broken by one Imperial Soldier, nor by ten or twenty Saint King's Soldiers, but if several Imperial Soldiers are combined, supplemented by formations, and dozens of Saint King's Soldiers attack at the same time, the power will be
It is not as simple as one plus one equals two. It is not as powerful as a single imperial soldier attacking.
The plan quickly took shape. Those experts who were good at calculation and deduction began to design a large formation that could unite all forces. With the concerted efforts of all factions, the design was quickly completed, leaving only two hidden worries. One was Aoki.
One of the attitudes of the Ye family and Qian Xuefeng is the unknown strength of the seal.
The level difference between the strong ones is a natural danger that is difficult to overcome. Even if everyone works together, it is still uncertain whether they can level this gap. If the seal is placed by a group of emperors, and everyone works together to attack, it is still uncertain.
There is one
There is only a slight chance, but if it is a Martial God-level strongman, or a higher-level strongman, then not only does this joint effort have no chance of winning, but it may also cause horrific casualties due to the rebound. If it were not for coveting the treasure, everyone would have given up long ago.
Furthermore, the Aokiye family and Qian Xuefeng have been watching from the sidelines, which also gives people a very inappropriate feeling, as if the two factions are joining forces to plan something. All the parties in the East have doubts about this. Fortunately, Qian Xuefeng once again
took a stand.
"Qian Xuefeng is not a greedy sect that eats the whole bowl alone. Regarding the treasures left by our predecessors, Qian Xuefeng hopes to share them with the various sects in the East. Therefore, I, Qian Xuefeng, will advance and retreat with each sect in this matter."
Shang Xiu'e once again expressed her stance and stated that she would invite the "Breaking of Heaven", her mountain-holding weapon, to work with elites from various factions to attack the seal and make sure that the treasure is brought back to light. Such a generous statement shocked many people.
I thought Qianxuefeng was so generous.
The disciple personally invited the mountain-suppressing weapon to join the battle. This really left people speechless. Influenced by Qian Xuefeng's statement, the Aokiye family also expressed its intention. Three saint-king-level elders came hand in hand, carrying two imperial weapons.
, indicating that he would assist heroes from all walks of life and work together to break the seal and obtain treasure.
This statement made the heroes of all factions feel reassured. Although there are still some doubts in their hearts, when the matter has reached this point, no one can say anything. They can only work together to break the seal. This will be the end of the East for dozens of years.
With the big factions working together, even if the seal cannot be opened, it will still be a great event.
The calculated starting time was noon, hoping to break through the seal of Xuefeng with the help of the sun's strongest moment in the day. However, just a few hours before the seal was about to be broken, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in Qianxue Peak. First, twelve
A pillar of light soared into the sky, shining all over the sky, and then a huge pillar of light descended from the sky, shining brightly on all living beings.
Such a vision caused all the masters of various sects who were on Qianxue Peak to be alerted, and those with extensive knowledge among them immediately recognized what it was.
"The fluctuation of refining materials, someone is making a weapon?"
"It has triggered the feeling of the sky. This is no ordinary weapon, at least it is the weapon of the Holy King."
"There is no fire-refining energy emitted by ordinary weapons. They are worthy of Qian Xuefeng. Their ice flames are unique in the East. They can condense ice into fire and refine objects silently. There is not even half of the fire energy. I really don't know what they are creating.
Divine weapon?"
Experts in the True Fire Sword Tower, the Silent Imperial Court, and the Moon God Castle were talking about it. Of course, the elders of the Aokiye family congratulated and praised the elders of Qian Xuefeng. Of course, there were also discerning people who saw the problem.
"It's strange. Although Qian Xuefeng has ice flames and is unique in its ability to make weapons, Elder Bai has always been the number one craftsman among Qian Xuefeng's weapon makers. Elder Bai is the only one who has been promoted from master craftsman to great craftsman.
Master, but Elder Bai is here, who made the weapons and made the soldiers of the Holy King?"
Not only the outsiders, but also the disciples of Qian Xuefeng found this question strange. At this time, the light pillars falling from the sky showed various wonderful phenomena, including cranes dancing in the sky, lions roaring, and holy elephants raising their trunks. Not only did they cause beasts to roar
The sound resounded throughout the surroundings, and an astonishing aura emitted, frightening hundreds of miles away.
"What...what's going on?"
"Emperor, imperial soldiers?"
This shock is no small matter. Although it is not easy to build the soldiers of the Holy King, the people gathered here today are all the Eastern Tu sects. Some top sects have full-time teams of craftsmen who can build a certain number of soldiers of the Holy King every year. This kind of scene is also
It’s not too unusual, but the imperial soldiers are different. There are no
It is completely impossible for a craftsman with an emperor-level cultivation to create an imperial weapon. He must use forbidden methods to sacrifice human life, use various rare materials, and meet the harsh conditions of time and place to have a chance.
The chance is not high, failure is deserved, success is just luck.
The imperial soldiers held by each sect are all handed down from their predecessors. At least according to official records, there are less than three imperial soldiers born in the past two hundred years. It can be said to be the rarest of rare, and now one is actually born on Qianxue Peak.
Imperial soldiers! In a sense, the sensation of this incident is no less than the reappearance of Thousand Snow Peaks. The masters of various factions could no longer sit still and rushed towards the direction of the light pillar.
On the other side, in the center of the light pillar, Meng Yan was also staring at this scene with his mouth open. He was condensing sunlight to make a weapon. This time he was very good at it and developed a new technology.
Every time he used sun and moonlight to make a weapon, he had to keep running between the twelve giant mirrors as if the soles of his feet were greased. Adjusting the subtle angles, although this ability frightened Shang Xiu'e, who thought that there was no other in the world.
People can do it, but if you think about it carefully, it is a very stupid and embarrassing thing to do. You are exhausted and constantly adjusting the mirror with your hands, just like an overworked employee who is about to be fucked to death. It is really very lackluster.
In the battle with Mu Cangyun, Meng Yan successfully realized the separate existence of Arhat's Dharma and himself. This time, it was more trouble-free. He directly forced the Arhat's Dharma to adjust the angle of the giant mirror on his behalf. The essence of Arhat's Dharma is "Qi"
",and
It is non-entity, moves faster, and has greater strength than an ordinary human body. It is suitable for doing this rough work. More importantly, let the Arhat Dharma Prime do this work. Meng Yan himself stood aside with his hands behind his hands. He looked particularly expert.
The momentum made him very satisfied.
The basalt obsidian iron quickly mutated into red fire gold. When Meng Yan was about to shape it with the Nine Yang Weapon Refining Hand, he suddenly remembered something.
'That's right, Wu Chou, the whole set of weapons must come out together to have a complete set of echoing effects. The newbie armor I made now is made of the same material and forging method as the original set of boots, but there shouldn't be a complete set.
Is it the echo effect?'
'Of course there are no more. Otherwise, those weapons shops would be so scary. Everything in the shop echoes back and forth all day long, like it's haunted.'
‘What should we do? Will the boots be useless?’
'Otherwise... just throw it in, melt it together, recycle the waste, and maybe make something more.'
'It makes sense, haha, using the Holy King's weapons to reuse waste, we are really wasting money!'
Meng Yan threw the previous set of combat boots into the blazing sun fire. They quickly melted and became integrated with the other red fire gold. However, when he started to shape it, he felt that it was different from the previous set of combat boots.
Something was different, the counter-shock force felt in the palm became stronger, and there was a faint energy stirring in the metal.
Although this is a strange phenomenon, the sun fire is much more powerful than the ice flame. The boots and gauntlets are also made of metal, unlike the battle clothes, which are more silky. It is reasonable that there is a difference between the two. Meng Yan hurriedly said
Without thinking too much, he continued to shape the gauntlets and boots.
Success, this is actually the same skill as kneading clay, and it is not too difficult. But when this new weapon was about to be completed, twelve light beams shot straight into the sky, and a beam of light fell from the sky, pouring energy into the weapon.
, all kinds of strange phenomena made Meng Yan himself dumbfounded.
"What...what's going on?"
Without careful analysis, Meng Yan himself knew that this set of weapons was very different from the previous one, and it was a fundamental difference. Although it was not as different as cloud and clay, it was still as different as gold and charcoal. How could he
Come up with such a perverted thing
Xi? It was really hard to figure out for a while, but the strange situation here had already alarmed others. Meng Yan had just put away the real sun fire he had condensed this time. Before he could put away the weapons, a group of people rushed over.
The leader was surprisingly his old acquaintance Yue Wufeng.
Chapter 132
He was seriously injured by Meng Yan before. Within a few days, it was difficult for Yue Wufeng to recover from his injuries. Logically speaking, he should still be lying on the bed. As the young master of the Moon God Castle, Yue Wufeng naturally enjoys special treatment. The masters there
After using many miraculous medicines and spending a lot of effort to reshape part of his body, Yue Wufeng was treated, so that he could quickly recover his energy and be able to move around despite his injuries without making a fool of himself in front of the heroes of various factions.
However, from Meng Yan's point of view, this painstaking effort is probably meaningless, because this young master is clearly looking for death. He has not remembered the lesson from the previous time and has come after him again.
"This...could it be..."
Yue Wufeng looked at the gauntlet and combat boots in Meng Yan's hands. They were so golden that his eyes were almost straight. Beside him, there were several young people wearing luxurious clothes and similar temperaments to him. They were also dumbfounded.
They are all the proud sons of heaven, but they have never seen the Emperor's soldiers a few times in their lives. Now a group suddenly appeared in front of them. How could they not be stunned?
"Where did you come from?" Yue Wufeng shouted rudely: "Who left it? How did you pick it up?"
"Wow, you are so disrespectful when you say I picked it up, but..." Meng Yan rolled his eyes and said, "You are right. I just came over here and saw a man in black wearing a hood.
A man was making weapons. When he saw me, he complimented me on how handsome I was and wanted to give me war weapons. Before I could agree, he ran away. Alas... the appearance of this set of things is really not that good. If possible,
, I really don’t want to do it.”
For not taking the imperial soldiers seriously in this way, in the eyes of others, Meng Yan is just an ignorant fool. Yue Wufeng's eyes immediately changed. The young master of one side, the son of a dignified family, actually showed such greedy eyes,
Meng Yan was really surprised.
"Hey, Yue. What's that look in your eyes? Are you trying to rob me? I didn't beat you enough last time? This is something someone else gave me, and I don't like it. Are you trying to rape me?
To grab things that others give me? Or to pick up things that I don’t want? Which do you think is more shameful?”
Meng Yan's sneer made Yue Wufeng win over. At this time, a young man wearing a golden crown and purple robe walked out beside him and said, "Brother Wufeng, this guy is so rude, where did he come from?"
This young man had a handsome appearance, but there was a look of contempt in his eyes. Meng Yan judged that he was probably the young master of some aristocratic family. Sure enough, as soon as Yue Wufeng saw this man standing up, he immediately raised his hands and said:
"Brother Dugu, this guy is a handyman from Qian Xuefeng. I'm not interested in knowing his name. You are the prince of the Mo Ran Imperial Court. Don't let these lowly bitches dirty your and my ears."
"Hey, hey, you were beaten into a shit-eating dog by a lowly bitch that day. By talking like this, don't you think you're shooting a stone in the foot of your defeated general?"
Meng Yan deliberately covered his mouth with his hands when he spoke. He lowered his voice as if it was a kind reminder, but in the ears of Yue Wufeng and everyone else, it was like poking a balloon with a needle. Yue Wufeng's face suddenly became angry.
Hong was about to have an attack when Prince Silan waved his hand and said: "Brother Yue, don't be upset. From my point of view, this thing came from a strange place. How could a young man have it? He must have stolen it. If someone gives it to him, it's all a gift."
lie."
"Yes, what Brother Shen said is absolutely true. A word can wake up a dreamer."
Yue Wufeng looked at Meng Yan and said: "How could the imperial soldiers appear in the hands of unknown people? You must have stolen them. Little thief, hand over your weapons. Today we will do justice for heaven!"
There were more than a dozen people standing next to Yue Wufeng. It seemed that although they were not as good as Yue Wufeng and Prince Moran, they were all respectable figures. After hearing what Yue Wufeng said, their eyes all changed, and they seemed to be forming an encirclement.
Faced with this pressure, Meng Yan looked relaxed, as if he couldn't see it, and shrugged.
"That's it. Anyway, you are asking me to hand over something. Why not be more direct and say something like this road was opened for me, this tree was planted for me, etc. It fits your role perfectly.
"
"Little bastard, what are you talking about? What do you think this man is? A mountain king who robs families and houses?"
"Isn't it? After all, all you do is grab things. If you are the king, I will give you face. If you are sensible, get out of here and get as far away as you can. Otherwise, I won't even give you this line later. You can only call me uncle.
For mercy’s sake.”
Meng Yan's words made these young men from aristocratic families turn pale with anger, and they all moved forward. He glanced from left to right and hit one by one. He was somewhat sure, but if these guys, regardless of their status, would attack two or three together,
If they join forces, there is no chance of winning. If a dozen of them come together, they will lose. However, they seem not to have noticed the twelve giant mirrors, so they have a chance of winning. As long as they lure people into the range of the giant mirror array, the number of people will not be a problem.
Already.
Just as he was about to do this, there was a sudden scream, and a yellow shadow rushed straight towards Yue Wufeng. The speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it cut between Meng Yan and Yue Wufeng. With a shake of his hand, he slashed towards the Moon God with a sword.
The young master of the castle.
"Bad guy! You still want to act recklessly on our territory and take my sword!"
The one who rushed to take action was Huang Lily. She had suffered a loss at the hands of Yue Wufeng last time, but this time she started to take action as soon as they met. Due to the change of weapons, she originally used a silk ribbon, but instead used a soft one wrapped around her waist.
Sword, slash out with one sword, pointing straight at the moon without any edge.
"Humph, little girl, you are so overestimating your abilities!"
Yue Wufeng raised his hands to perform martial arts, and the Moon God Castle's unique skill "Moon Eclipse Treasure Book" was like a strange beast with a bottomless stomach. It ate away the power of Huang Lily's attack in one bite, "Like you."
What kind of martial arts training can I learn from someone who is not very good at Kung Fu? It’s just right for me to scratch my itch... ugh!"
Suddenly, Yue Wufeng's expression changed drastically. Huang Lily's power was much more powerful than in the fight a few days ago. With this sword strike, the power was astonishingly close to the realm of marrow washing. Yue Wufeng was seriously injured and had not recovered, and his strength was damaged.
, the effect of the Moon Eclipse Book was greatly reduced, and the power was inexhaustible. He was injured at once, staggered and fell several steps, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother Yue, be careful, I'll subdue this little pepper."
Prince Moran on the side stepped forward and accepted Huang Lily's attack. He swung his right hand into the wind, and a long golden stick appeared in his palm. He smashed hundreds of soldiers with one stick. He blasted down hard, breaking the ground and forming a pit. The ferocious power forced Huang Lily away.
, but could only force a few steps away, then she came forward again and launched a stronger and fiercer attack than before. She fought with Prince Silan with sticks and swords, and the battle was neck-and-neck.
The onlookers were astonished that the seventh prince Mo Ran was ranked high among the younger generation of masters. Except for one Mei Ying and one Mu Cangyun in Qian Xuefeng who were more powerful, the others were basically just flower vases with average strength.
All the factions in the Eastern Land knew why a Yellow Lily suddenly appeared and reached the marrow-cleansing realm, and was evenly matched with the Seventh Prince of Muran.
The only person who knows the actual situation is Meng Yan. In the past few days, he has guided Huang Lily in her practice, and he has not hesitated to use his inexhaustible energy to cleanse her veins and inculcate her skills. With his own understanding of the Luohan Dingtian Kung Fu, he also
With the help of that new suit, I completed the first few levels in a few days.
After training, her strength has steadily reached the middle of Yi Jin. Now that she is actually fighting, she only holds a soft sword of Yi Jin level on the surface, but the suit under Huang Shang makes her strength jump two levels in a row.
, came to the Marrow Cleansing, and immediately fought with the Seventh Prince of Silan in a lively and vigorous manner, with no distinction between victory and defeat.
"Damn. Little bitch, I want your cheap life!"
Yue Wuding took a little breath by a little, and immediately became angry for his own embarrassment. When he turned his hands and took out a bronze mirror, he had to use Huang Lily.
‘Oh, the big family is really awesome. I just grabbed him, and there was another side. The young master deserves to be the young master.
Meng Yan smiled secretly, was preparing to do it, a fire was soaring in the air, and the Yue Wuding was split.
"Despicable villain! With me here, I want to sneak attack on my sister Lily."
The person who rushed out was the Lie Chaoxia of the Zhenhuo Jianlou. She had a new trick with Huang Lily nearby. Huang Lily found out that there were abnormalities here.
He came in the back, and saw Yue Wuding who wanted to do it. He immediately cut a sword and moved to Yue Wuding.
Yue Wufeng's weapon was in hand. In the face of the slashing, he immediately launched a rebound and bounced back the sword of Lie Zhaoxia. The flames attached to the sword were scattered.
From one point, two, and then divided into four, the four -headed fire eagle surrounded the moonless attack, but he was anti -shocking one by one, bombarded and destroyed, and he was extremely fierce.
Meng Yan's cold eyes, both of which are independent of the elite figures. Lie Zhaoxia is young and is already the last section of Yijin. The figure who is about to impact the marrow washed.
It was not healed, and it was equivalent to Lie Zhaoxia. If it wasn't for those onlookers outside, they would have to do it. They may be able to play it for a while.
"when!"
There was a crisp sound, the golden stick in the hands of the seven princes, as well as a landslide, smashed more than twenty consecutive consecutive memories, Huang Lily's soft sword could not bear it, broken and crushed, the Huangshang girl tiger's mouth ruptured and bleed, and she fell two steps,
Silently seven prince sticks to giant apes, and smashed the sky. Seeing that Huang Lily could only carry it hard, Meng Yan smiled suddenly.
"Sister, use that."
"Well? But using that is not ..."
"Lily, use that."
The same tone, different titles, instantly made Huang Lily's courage, no longer scruples, stretched out his hand to the waist, a flat and light and light -shaped object, welcomed the wind, quickly became a long whip made of bones splicing.
In the moment, the infinite power of the evil spirits, shocking the eight directions, as if a strong man who was invincible released his breath, pressed all beings, and followed, it was the direct power impact.
"Woo!"
As the soldiers of the Holy King, the golden stick was not broken, but it was also bent and flew out.
For a while, everyone used a horrible expression to look at this shocking bone whip. Only Meng Yan touched his chin and talked with a smile.
"... the effect is good, it is indeed a good thing I picked up when my ancestor slipped."
PS: Fei Chang, thank you all for helping you in these two days. This result can't even think of it. Here, I also send a wish. If the monthly ticket in April, I can get into the top 100.