Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty Third Motian Pavilion Collectively Dispatched

Tens of thousands of followers of the Nether Sect looked up to the sky at the same time.

"The talents of heaven and earth are pushed upside down, and there are many good and wrong calculations in Xuanzhong. The gods set foot on the road of no return, and the mortals turn into ashes when they enter the battle."

hum!

buzzing ——————

Above the gods, the wind is surging.

The eyes lit up.

The sky changed color.

With the imperial city as the center, ten different formation eyes, located in all directions, lit up at the same time.

The violent energy resonance sound announced to the world that the ten unique formations were opened.

Many practitioners outside the capital of the gods looked at the capital of the gods one after another.

In the cultivation world, people from all major sects floated in the sky and saw the sky curtains, shrouding the entire gods.

...

Vitality, completely blocked.

The line of sight is translucent.

The air becomes oppressive and breathing becomes difficult.

Even practitioners outside the capital of the gods had to retreat, and even if they were not in the formation, they felt the horror of the Ten Absolute Formation.

"The ten best formations are still open after all."

In the past many years, the gods have not opened the Ten Absolutes.

Only in other human cities, the Ten Great Arrays that have been re-enacted have been opened.

Strictly speaking, Shendu's Ten Absolutes Formation is more stringent than the re-engraved Ten Absolutes Formation...

While the vitality is blocked, it will also block the air... As time goes on, the temperature will continue to rise, and the pressure will continue to increase.

Like purgatory on earth.

...

Yu Zhenghai felt that the vitality in the Dantian Qi Sea was quickly withdrawn.

Leaving the sky, leaving the Ten Absolutes Formation, and being isolated.

All the vitality stored by cultivators is forcibly sucked away by the Ten Absolute Formations...

Some practitioners who tried to resist wanted to seal the sea of ​​qi in their dantian, but they were abruptly sucked into the sky by the Shijue Formation. The moment their vitality disappeared, they fell from the sky and fell to their death.

Si Wuya looked at the peacock feather in his palm, and it also lost its luster and became extremely dim.

Tens of thousands of brothers from the Nether Sect seemed to be demoted by three points.

"Don't panic, all beings are equal within the Ten Absolutes," Hua Chongyang said.

It was not loud, but it played a very calming role.

Before attacking the capital of God, fighting in the top ten formations had been rehearsed dozens of times by the Netherworld coach.

Si Wuya raised his head, looked at the long-robed cultivator at the top of the imperial city, and said, "The Ten Great Arrays have opened... Where is Liu Yan?"

The top of the imperial city.

The robe practitioner turned around and bowed downwards, "See Your Majesty!"

In the imperial city, all the forbidden troops knelt down: "See Your Majesty."

A dragon chariot slowly drove out from the imperial city.

creak, creak, creak...

Wheels roll on the boulder floor of the Imperial City.

out of the Imperial City.

On the dragon chariot, the dragon robe was added, and the crown appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"After all, we meet again." Liu Yan slowly got up and stood on the dragon chariot with his hands behind his back, his eyes locked on Zhenghai, and his tone was cold.

"I once said that I will stand in front of you..." Yu Zhenghai said.

The two face each other far away.

Tens of thousands of the Imperial Army poured out.

The two armies confront each other.

Liu Yan spread his arms, and the dragon robe looked extremely dazzling under the light.

"I did underestimate you...but, is it worth it?" Liu Yan said.

"The soldiers are under the city, do you think it's worth it?" Yu Zhenghai asked rhetorically.

Liu Yan nodded, then looked up to the sky with a long smile, and said, "You are just like back then... stupid and superficial!"

Yu Zhenghai also laughed.

His laughter was more unbridled and louder.

"Then should I call you Ping An or Liu Yan?"

"..."

"..."

Among the ten bests,

The whole god seemed extremely silent.

After several days and nights of war, a rubble and ruins, the human city filled with wolf smoke, lost its former prosperity and crowds, and had nothing but depression and silence.

Yu Zhenghai didn't need to use his vitality to express his meaning clearly.

Si Wuya looked sideways slightly...

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He once asked the senior brother, why did he have to win the capital of God?

Yu Zhenghai did not answer directly.

Ambition? Ambition? The pursuit of stepping on the world, or the highest desire of human beings?

Now it seems... the big brother really has another secret.

Si Wuya's intuition was correct.

Who is Ping An?

Liu Yan laughed out loud, put his hands behind him, looked at Yu Zhenghai and said, "Yu Zhenghai, at this time, it is meaningless to make an alarmist statement... Let me ask you, the forbidden army is the largest among the ten elite formations. How do you win?"

"Try it and you'll know."

Liu Yan waved his hand and said, "After this battle... I will nail your name, Yu Zhenghai, to the pillar of shame, write a history book, and be cast aside by all the people."

Behind them, thousands of forbidden troops rushed forward.

Yu Zhenghai also said loudly: "Unfortunately...you are not a member of the royal family after all, and the blood flowing in your body is the blood of the Wuqi clan! Kill——"

One command.

The Nether Sect teaches the mountains to call:

"kill!"

It is hard to imagine that a human voice can interpret a killing word vividly.

With a hoarse cry, human beings instinctively exploded the strength of their muscles, waved the long knife in their hands, and slashed at the enemy.

Under ten extremes.

The dissipation of vitality, the suppression of the air, and the rise in temperature... make the battle the most primitive, the most instinctive, and the most powerful.

The sound was terrifying.

The two sides fought fiercely.

Yu Zhenghai stared at Liu Yan on the dragon carriage, his eyes fixed.

Liu Yan also stared at Yu Zhenghai.

Si Wuya suddenly understood everything... Recalling the story the senior brother once told, he has two brothers of the same clan, one is called Ping An and the other is called Jiang Lai. They are the last three people of the Wuqi tribe. They have experienced countless hardships, trampled by royal power and nobles, slaughtered by aliens, tortured by death, ravaged by hunger and cold, and lived a life of displacement.

Why is the situation today?

Ping An, why did he turn into an aloof emperor?

Chi!

A human head flew past Si Wuya's eyes.

Blood rained down.

The battle pulled Si Wuya back from his complicated thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, but Yu Zhenghai and Liu Yan were always facing each other...

Casualties continue to mount.

The number of banned troops is also dwindling.

Time flies by screaming and fighting.

...

Another day passed.

Motian Pavilion East Pavilion.

With Feishu in hand, Duanmusheng hurried to the outside of the East Pavilion, bowed and said, "Master, Li Yunzhao has come to Feishu again."

Snapped!

The gate of the East Pavilion was blown by a gust of wind.

Lu Zhou stepped over the threshold, walked out with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

"Senior Brother is probably in danger. The Ten Great Arrays have already been opened. Both sides fought with brute force alone, and both the Netherworld Sect and the Imperial Army suffered a lot. If what Li Yunzhao said is true, then Senior Brother will definitely suffer!"

The content of Li Yunzhao's last letter of flying is only the same - Li Yunzhao has been with the Queen Mother all the year round, and it is said that the mother who understands her son best in this world is none other than her mother. The Empress Dowager already knew that the current Liu Yan was not the Liu Yan of the past... This secret, even if it was told, no one would believe it, it would only backfire and cause chaos in the world. The battle of Shendu kicked off, and the queen mother informed Li Yunzhao of the matter.

The world is too absurd, the world is right, but no one can be trusted. Apart from Motian Pavilion... Li Yunzhao had no choice.

Feishu was his last hope and sustenance.

As for the disputes in the world, what will be the result... everything is up to fate.

Yu Zhenghai has died twice... the deadline is approaching. If Liu Yan really came from Wuqi, how would Yu Zhenghai fight with him?

"Master! Before the war, Emperor Dog summoned twenty elders of Tianxing Academy and Beidou Academy overnight... There is still one person in the eight commanders of the Imperial Army, and there are still many hidden masters in Shendu waiting for the benefit of the fisherman! After this battle, the senior brother will definitely Let me be a merman!" Duanmusheng said.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and raised his head to the sky.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "That's it! All the unfilial and evil people, when will this old man be relieved! The order goes on, everyone in the Motian Pavilion, all gather!"

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