Chapter 708 Arriving at the Ancient God City, the Power of the Sword Emperor
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Liang Xin
Ancient God City.
The mottled and ancient walls stood upright, and blood-black traces could be vaguely seen on the walls, and the bloody smell permeated the air.
During the renaming and establishment of this ancient city, there was naturally no lack of massacres, but under the suppression of these many quasi-emperors, there were no major disturbances.
Waiting for the ancient god city to fall into the ears of those top orthodoxy, the city is still well established.
In the center of the ancient city, the most attractive thing is a huge statue standing in it.
This statue was built from the list god stele that destroyed the Tianji Pavilion. It has a pitch-black body, neither gold nor jade, and its shape is a vague image of an ancient god. The power of measurement makes people shudder at a glance, as if certain emotions are born in their hearts.
A figure walked to the city gate.
The breath of the man's body is restrained, ordinary, and there is not much divine light flowing in his brows. It's just that only those above the emperor's level can feel the terrifying power flowing like lava in this man's body.
This person is exactly Tang Yandao.
"My lord, the source of faith that Wang Changmu said, is here?"
Tang Yandao frowned, his eyes lit up with golden fire, and looked towards the city.
This small ancient city is no longer what it used to be.
The city that was originally the last resident of the Nineteen Continents Taoism, although it is one of the Nineteenth Daoism, has the shallowest background and the weakest strength, and is not regarded very much by people.
Now that many quasi-emperors are living in it, this new "ancient city of gods" has been transformed, and its power is almost comparable to that of a middle-level orthodox system.
The only thing missing is nothing more than the number of great emperors.
After all, these people who were able to enter the city were all famous figures in the Baiyan Divine Dao list in the past, a total of 17 people were the base, and this kind of power was no more than that in the Tianhuo Immortal Dynasty.
Beside Tang Yandao, a calm male voice sounded.
"The power that Wang Changmu mobilized that day was so weird that even I couldn't see through it, and it disappeared even later. I didn't expect to reappear with such momentum."
Turning his head to look, he saw two figures standing behind him, one on the left and one on the right.
An ordinary-looking man with his eyes closed, his brows are stern and solemn, and his whole body reveals a faint sense of sharpness.
There is also a woman whose face is hidden behind a veil. Although there is no way to get a glimpse of the whole picture, but a pair of translucent and crystal-clear golden eyes, revealing the splendor of watery light, makes one look at it and feel dreamy and charming.
It was Emperor Wanjian and Emperor Xuehan.
The three of them witnessed the situation in the Sifang training ground with their own eyes that day, so they set their sights on Wang Changmu.
It was only later that he suddenly received a guide and disappeared, losing his target, but the three of them did not give up, and used their subordinates to search for it.
This time, as soon as the reputation of the ancient god city spread, they gathered here.
"How about it, Emperor Shenhuo, but what did you see?" Wan Jiandi said indifferently.
Tang Yandao frowned slightly, and shook his head: "I don't feel too much. In this city, there are 21 strong people at the peak of Emperor Zhun, and there are countless people at the level of Emperor Zhun and True King."
"Ninety percent of them have heard about the explosive power of Wang Changmu and others, and followed them. Now they have entered the queue to worship this weird statue."
"And this idol..."
He glanced from a distance.
The ancient god statue standing in the center of the city was extremely conspicuous, but no matter how they looked at it, they didn't find much sneakiness from it.
"Emperor Xuehan was born on Nine Immortals Island. Your island has the largest collection of ancient books, but have you ever seen this ancient god?" Tang Yandao asked.
Emperor Xuehan's eyes were cold and calm, and he heard the words indifferently: "I have already sent the image to several Supreme Elders, but there is no reply yet."
Hearing this, Tang Yandao shook his head, feeling a little headache.
"If even the Supreme Elder of Jiuxian Island can't find the heel of this ancient god, then it is very likely that this thing is not something from our Baiyan Ancient Realm..."
Wan Jiandi was puzzled: "It's not something from our Baiyan Ancient Realm, so how could there be a statue here?"
"This matter..."
Tang Yandao's voice paused, with some hesitation in his tone.
The two people next to him were Tianjiao Emperors of the same level as him. Seeing his appearance, they all frowned and immediately understood.
"There are very few things that can make the dignified Emperor Shenhuo hesitate. What you are talking about, could it be someone from the outer universe?" Wan Jiandi said.
Emperor Xuehan also had a hint of teasing in his eyes: "I heard that Emperor Shenhuo used to represent Tianhuo Immortal Dynasty and went to meet this person, but I never thought that even Emperor Shenhuo would be frightened by him?"
Hearing the sarcasm in the tone of the two, Tang Yandao did not get angry, his expression remained calm: "You two have never been in contact."
"Oh?"
What he said, on the contrary, aroused their curiosity even more.
Tang Yandao is the Divine Fire Emperor, one of the top geniuses in the Tianhuo Immortal Dynasty for nearly 10 years.
Since he was young, Tang Yandao has been going smoothly all the way, and his cultivation and combat power have been advancing day by day. It is almost difficult to compare him. Naturally, he has developed a supercilious temperament.
From what he said, even the two of them, who are both the pride of the world, have never received the slightest praise from him.
But today.
The Emperor Shenhuo, who has never been subdued, is so humble and cautious in his words?
"It seems that this great emperor who came from the outer universe is really amazing. Even our Divine Fire Emperor is willing to be a little weaker."
Wan Jiandi said indifferently, and then smiled faintly: "But no matter what, such an evil statue dares to be built on the boundary of our Baiyan Ancient Realm. Due to emotion and reason, I can't watch him stay here forever."
"That Wang Changmu, the method he used that day was extremely evil, and it was definitely not the right way."
"Today, let me destroy him directly."
As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, the sword intent on his body exploded.
Emperor Wan Jian shot so suddenly that even Tang Yandao and Emperor Xuehan beside him didn't react.
next second.
Boom!
The ground beneath his feet was instantly torn apart.
Countless terrifying sword intents emerged from Wan Jiandi's body in an instant. He was originally restrained and ordinary-looking, but at this moment, his physical body transformed and his hair fluttered. Every strand of hair contained a shocking sword intent. People seem to have turned into a peerless sword.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal under the feet, and the sword intent is flying above the head.
A loud bang.
For an instant, dark clouds covered the top of the head, only the figure of Emperor Wanjian hovered in the air, appearing in the sky above the ancient city of God.
"A group of demons and heretics are here to cause trouble, leaving behind a lot of killings, they should be killed!"
"Today, on behalf of Endless Sword Sect, I will annihilate you right here!"
Wan Jiandi's voice was as loud as thunder.
At this moment, countless sword shadows emerged from his body, densely packed, as if turning into a land of sword graves.
Any one of the sword intents will tear the sky and shatter the sky, causing people's complexion to change drastically.
In the ancient god city.
All the cultivators' faces changed drastically at this moment.
The 21 Zhundi peak powerhouses flew out together, their faces changed, and when they saw the figure in mid-air, the sound of horror resounded.
"Wan Jiandi! Why is he here?"
"Wan Jiandi? The strongest of the Endless Sword Sect, the number one sword emperor under the ancients!"
"Help, he wants to destroy this place!"
The crowd was noisy, and there was an instant chaos below.
The shadow of the tree of names.
In the name of Wan Jiandi, he is the top group in the entire Baiyan Ancient Realm.
In the past, when his name was announced, he could make thousands of people retreat. With his own strength, he could block any other orthodox traditions except the three ancient forces.
Today, he actually came to the Ancient God City? !
Wang Changmu flew up first, his eyes twisted, and he looked fiercely in midair.
"Emperor Wan Jian, we don't offend the river, why do you want to attack our ancient god city?"
He was hoarse and his tone was crazy.
Wan Jiandi floated in the air, and countless sword lights gathered behind him, almost forming an ocean.
He is obviously only one person, but standing alone, the burst of aura around him has suppressed thousands of troops. In front of him, there are 21 quasi-emperor peaks, countless quasi-emperors and true kings, and they don't even have the intention to open his eyes .
Wan Jiandi's tone was cold, revealing a penetrating chill.
"A piece of evil is also worthy of my dialogue?"
The mottled and ancient walls stood upright, and blood-black traces could be vaguely seen on the walls, and the bloody smell permeated the air.
During the renaming and establishment of this ancient city, there was naturally no lack of massacres, but under the suppression of these many quasi-emperors, there were no major disturbances.
Waiting for the ancient god city to fall into the ears of those top orthodoxy, the city is still well established.
In the center of the ancient city, the most attractive thing is a huge statue standing in it.
This statue was built from the list god stele that destroyed the Tianji Pavilion. It has a pitch-black body, neither gold nor jade, and its shape is a vague image of an ancient god. The power of measurement makes people shudder at a glance, as if certain emotions are born in their hearts.
A figure walked to the city gate.
The breath of the man's body is restrained, ordinary, and there is not much divine light flowing in his brows. It's just that only those above the emperor's level can feel the terrifying power flowing like lava in this man's body.
This person is exactly Tang Yandao.
"My lord, the source of faith that Wang Changmu said, is here?"
Tang Yandao frowned, his eyes lit up with golden fire, and looked towards the city.
This small ancient city is no longer what it used to be.
The city that was originally the last resident of the Nineteen Continents Taoism, although it is one of the Nineteenth Daoism, has the shallowest background and the weakest strength, and is not regarded very much by people.
Now that many quasi-emperors are living in it, this new "ancient city of gods" has been transformed, and its power is almost comparable to that of a middle-level orthodox system.
The only thing missing is nothing more than the number of great emperors.
After all, these people who were able to enter the city were all famous figures in the Baiyan Divine Dao list in the past, a total of 17 people were the base, and this kind of power was no more than that in the Tianhuo Immortal Dynasty.
Beside Tang Yandao, a calm male voice sounded.
"The power that Wang Changmu mobilized that day was so weird that even I couldn't see through it, and it disappeared even later. I didn't expect to reappear with such momentum."
Turning his head to look, he saw two figures standing behind him, one on the left and one on the right.
An ordinary-looking man with his eyes closed, his brows are stern and solemn, and his whole body reveals a faint sense of sharpness.
There is also a woman whose face is hidden behind a veil. Although there is no way to get a glimpse of the whole picture, but a pair of translucent and crystal-clear golden eyes, revealing the splendor of watery light, makes one look at it and feel dreamy and charming.
It was Emperor Wanjian and Emperor Xuehan.
The three of them witnessed the situation in the Sifang training ground with their own eyes that day, so they set their sights on Wang Changmu.
It was only later that he suddenly received a guide and disappeared, losing his target, but the three of them did not give up, and used their subordinates to search for it.
This time, as soon as the reputation of the ancient god city spread, they gathered here.
"How about it, Emperor Shenhuo, but what did you see?" Wan Jiandi said indifferently.
Tang Yandao frowned slightly, and shook his head: "I don't feel too much. In this city, there are 21 strong people at the peak of Emperor Zhun, and there are countless people at the level of Emperor Zhun and True King."
"Ninety percent of them have heard about the explosive power of Wang Changmu and others, and followed them. Now they have entered the queue to worship this weird statue."
"And this idol..."
He glanced from a distance.
The ancient god statue standing in the center of the city was extremely conspicuous, but no matter how they looked at it, they didn't find much sneakiness from it.
"Emperor Xuehan was born on Nine Immortals Island. Your island has the largest collection of ancient books, but have you ever seen this ancient god?" Tang Yandao asked.
Emperor Xuehan's eyes were cold and calm, and he heard the words indifferently: "I have already sent the image to several Supreme Elders, but there is no reply yet."
Hearing this, Tang Yandao shook his head, feeling a little headache.
"If even the Supreme Elder of Jiuxian Island can't find the heel of this ancient god, then it is very likely that this thing is not something from our Baiyan Ancient Realm..."
Wan Jiandi was puzzled: "It's not something from our Baiyan Ancient Realm, so how could there be a statue here?"
"This matter..."
Tang Yandao's voice paused, with some hesitation in his tone.
The two people next to him were Tianjiao Emperors of the same level as him. Seeing his appearance, they all frowned and immediately understood.
"There are very few things that can make the dignified Emperor Shenhuo hesitate. What you are talking about, could it be someone from the outer universe?" Wan Jiandi said.
Emperor Xuehan also had a hint of teasing in his eyes: "I heard that Emperor Shenhuo used to represent Tianhuo Immortal Dynasty and went to meet this person, but I never thought that even Emperor Shenhuo would be frightened by him?"
Hearing the sarcasm in the tone of the two, Tang Yandao did not get angry, his expression remained calm: "You two have never been in contact."
"Oh?"
What he said, on the contrary, aroused their curiosity even more.
Tang Yandao is the Divine Fire Emperor, one of the top geniuses in the Tianhuo Immortal Dynasty for nearly 10 years.
Since he was young, Tang Yandao has been going smoothly all the way, and his cultivation and combat power have been advancing day by day. It is almost difficult to compare him. Naturally, he has developed a supercilious temperament.
From what he said, even the two of them, who are both the pride of the world, have never received the slightest praise from him.
But today.
The Emperor Shenhuo, who has never been subdued, is so humble and cautious in his words?
"It seems that this great emperor who came from the outer universe is really amazing. Even our Divine Fire Emperor is willing to be a little weaker."
Wan Jiandi said indifferently, and then smiled faintly: "But no matter what, such an evil statue dares to be built on the boundary of our Baiyan Ancient Realm. Due to emotion and reason, I can't watch him stay here forever."
"That Wang Changmu, the method he used that day was extremely evil, and it was definitely not the right way."
"Today, let me destroy him directly."
As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, the sword intent on his body exploded.
Emperor Wan Jian shot so suddenly that even Tang Yandao and Emperor Xuehan beside him didn't react.
next second.
Boom!
The ground beneath his feet was instantly torn apart.
Countless terrifying sword intents emerged from Wan Jiandi's body in an instant. He was originally restrained and ordinary-looking, but at this moment, his physical body transformed and his hair fluttered. Every strand of hair contained a shocking sword intent. People seem to have turned into a peerless sword.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal under the feet, and the sword intent is flying above the head.
A loud bang.
For an instant, dark clouds covered the top of the head, only the figure of Emperor Wanjian hovered in the air, appearing in the sky above the ancient city of God.
"A group of demons and heretics are here to cause trouble, leaving behind a lot of killings, they should be killed!"
"Today, on behalf of Endless Sword Sect, I will annihilate you right here!"
Wan Jiandi's voice was as loud as thunder.
At this moment, countless sword shadows emerged from his body, densely packed, as if turning into a land of sword graves.
Any one of the sword intents will tear the sky and shatter the sky, causing people's complexion to change drastically.
In the ancient god city.
All the cultivators' faces changed drastically at this moment.
The 21 Zhundi peak powerhouses flew out together, their faces changed, and when they saw the figure in mid-air, the sound of horror resounded.
"Wan Jiandi! Why is he here?"
"Wan Jiandi? The strongest of the Endless Sword Sect, the number one sword emperor under the ancients!"
"Help, he wants to destroy this place!"
The crowd was noisy, and there was an instant chaos below.
The shadow of the tree of names.
In the name of Wan Jiandi, he is the top group in the entire Baiyan Ancient Realm.
In the past, when his name was announced, he could make thousands of people retreat. With his own strength, he could block any other orthodox traditions except the three ancient forces.
Today, he actually came to the Ancient God City? !
Wang Changmu flew up first, his eyes twisted, and he looked fiercely in midair.
"Emperor Wan Jian, we don't offend the river, why do you want to attack our ancient god city?"
He was hoarse and his tone was crazy.
Wan Jiandi floated in the air, and countless sword lights gathered behind him, almost forming an ocean.
He is obviously only one person, but standing alone, the burst of aura around him has suppressed thousands of troops. In front of him, there are 21 quasi-emperor peaks, countless quasi-emperors and true kings, and they don't even have the intention to open his eyes .
Wan Jiandi's tone was cold, revealing a penetrating chill.
"A piece of evil is also worthy of my dialogue?"
