Chapter 1712

Under Kunlun!

In the huge plain, the sound of beating drums is like the tide drowning the mountain. With the breeze and white clouds, it floats to a distant place.

Boom, boom!

That sound, the sound of beating drums, came continuously from the foot of Kunlun mountain. In the sound of war drums, the flags fluttered, and the eyes of countless experts and soldiers all looked at the position of war drums. Then, I saw a figure galloping in the sky and stepping in the air.

In the strong wind, this man has black hair, deep eyes and a powerful king's spirit. He is Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu gate.

"Door master!"

"Door master!"

"Door master!"

After Yang Feng appeared, the hundreds of thousands of masters and all the soldiers shouted loudly, which overshadowed the earth shaking war drums.

Dong Dong!

In the air, Yang Feng came step by step. With his black hair waving, he slowly raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet. Under his sign, everyone's cry and the continuous war drum stopped in an instant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day when we fight the gate of life and death. Today, there may be countless people among us who will never see tomorrow's sun and will be buried under the Loess forever. Are you afraid?" Yang Feng asked in a loud voice.

"Not afraid!"

"Not afraid!"

These experts of Purdue gate waved their hands to show that they were not afraid of death.

"If there were no dead brothers, if there were no blood shed by them, there would be no us. If there were no brothers who died in battles again and again, we would not grow up today. If we died in war, we would not be alone."

"If I die in battle, don't bury me. The earth is a coffin, the sky is a cover, and the sun, moon and stars are with me."

.......

On the huge plain, the loud voices of the soldiers at Purdue gate drowned the mountain like a flood. They finally had a chance to fight the gate of life and death, so they would not be afraid. Even if they died, they would not be afraid even if they were dying.

"Well, since you are not afraid of life and death, I Yang Feng will take you through the sea of clouds, over the mountains, to the distant jiuchongtian, the gate of life and death, and fight Murong day. Even if you die, you will die with vigour and vitality." In the void, Yang fenglang said.

Whew!

Boom!

The Xuanyuan sword in Yang Feng's hand emits a golden light. The powerful and vast light condenses into a powerful sword spirit like a sea of clouds, and then rises into the sky. At the moment, he is like a peerless God of war, a peerless God of war with the spirit of a king.

"Yang Feng, the leader of the Pudu gate, prayed to the sky, the earth mother and the ancestors under the Loess of the Chinese mainland. It has been 100000 years since the Heavenly Emperor took charge of life and death and the four emperors went down to the altar! For hundreds of thousands of years, all living beings have been in deep water, human life is like grass mustard, life is like mole ants, the emperor of heaven is unkind, the emperor of heaven is cruel, the blood of the soul River and the pain of curse. Today, I will lead millions of troops to attack the gate of life and death, fight with Murong day, chase the Central Plains and win the heaven and earth. If I fail, I will die to apologize. "

"Win!"

"Win!"

When Yang Feng's loud voice came, more than 100000 experts on the plain and in the void shouted that they would win.

Whew!

In the Xuanyuan sword, a powerful sword spirit erupted again, and Yang Feng's loud voice came again like thunder: "Yang Feng, the leader of Purdue gate, offered sacrifices to the dead who died against the gate of life and death under my door, Youming mansion, and even the mainland of China. The years have passed, and the days and months have passed. After years of efforts, Yang Feng has gone through thousands of hardships, Today, I finally want to fight with the gate of life and death. If I lose this battle, I should thank myself with death. "

"Win, win!"

The strong men of Pudu gate continue to shout loudly and shout that they will win, because they believe in Yang Feng and the sect.

"Brothers, listen to me."

When the voice of Yang Feng's order came, more than 100000 experts were silent, and everyone looked up at him.

In the void, Yang Feng continued: "this war is the most important war after the war of the King City. If this war is won, our Purdue gate will jump to a higher level, better condense the ideas of all living beings in the world and seek happiness for all living beings in the world. But if this war is defeated, we will have nothing, or even die without a place to bury."

Click!

Click!

At the foot of the mountain, those masters clenched their fists. Their veins burst and they were murderous. They clenched their teeth tightly. They can't lose, they can't lose. Even if they die, they can't lose to the door of life and death, even if they pay their lives.

"Although we have fought many battles with the gate of life and death, in fact, today's war is our real first war. It's all about life and death, failure or survival."

Whew!

In the sharp Xuanyuan sword, a golden light burst out again.

"Win!"

"Win!"

"Win!"

Those masters of Purdue gate continued to wave their hands and shouted that they would win. Even the three legged bird was waving its wings and standing in front of the crowd, shouting that they would win.

The lovely and funny expression of the three legged bird couldn't help laughing.

"Sect leader, we Pudu gate, the former netherworld mansion, and countless sects, I don't know how many people died in the hands of life and death gate. In the battle of soul River and the battle of Kunlun, our Pudu gate suffered heavy losses and lost one brother after another. Therefore, today, we want to make life and Death Gate pay with blood."

Under the banner, Feng Dong clenched his fist and was full of powerful murderous Qi.

Murderous!

Anger!

War!

The fighting spirit of more than 100000 experts filled the plain for a time. Although few of the strong here have participated in the battle of soul River and the battle of Kunlun, they have also heard how vigorous and tragic these two wars are.

"Brothers, let's go!"

Whew!

Yang Feng took his long sword and drank violently. Then he galloped forward and flew towards the gate of life and death.

"Let's go!"

Under the leadership of Yang Feng, the hundreds of thousands of experts set out in a mighty manner. So many strong people flew in the void, dark and thick, like clouds and clouds, obscuring the sun in the sky. Now only the gate of life and death can compete with such a powerful team.

......

And now!

In a cloud thousands of miles away, there stood a beautiful woman. She looked at the back of the army. In her beautiful and bright eyes, crystal clear tears kept falling down the breeze.

She is Qiu Jinse!

Looking at Yang Feng leaving in the distance and the leaving army, Qiu Jinse looked painful, held his hands tightly and muttered, "Yang Feng, I'm sorry, I can't go with you, I can't deal with the door of life and death with you. In fact, I don't blame you, I just hate myself."

Tick!

A cold tear, through the white clouds, fell on the earth below.

In the strong wind, Qiu Jinse's heart is very complex and painful. In fact, she wants to go to the gate of life and death with Yang Feng and avenge her mother. Her mother Qiu Bihan was destroyed by the soul destroying army of Wu Zhetian because of the Purdue gate.

But Yang Feng is her enemy who killed her father. Although her father Persian dragon caused millions of innocent deaths, even if he was killed, he deserved his death, but Persian dragon is her father after all. His father died at the hands of Yang Feng, which Qiu Jinse can't accept.

"Ha ha ha!"

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of the Purdue gate army, the cry and the war drum, along with the breeze, constantly spread to Qiu Jinse's ears. Listening to the voice of the people's war and hearing the sound of the war drum, Qiu Jinse's cold tears lost her heart and eyes.

......

Mainland China!

The four worlds are filled with the sound of battle drums at Purdue gate.

Yang Feng wants to fight with the gate of life and death!

Yang Feng wants to fight Murong Tian!

Purdue gate has set off!

This news spread all over the four worlds like a beacon fire. Thousands of people and countless doors in mainland China are looking forward to the final result of this war, but everyone knows that the importance of this war at Purdue gate is far more than the original battle of King City and any war.

A big building!

A white haired old man with a teenage girl stood quietly on the top of the mountain and looked at the pudumen army surging through the sky like dark clouds.

"Grandpa, why can those people fly?" The little girl pointed to the sky and asked curiously.

"Ha ha!"

The old man smiled and said, "because they are all practitioners, they can fly."

"Oh!"

The little girl nodded, then continued to ask curiously, "Grandpa, where are they going?"

"They are going to a place called jiuchongtian to fight with the gate of life and death." The old man smiled and explained.

The little girl was still very curious and continued to ask, "jiuchongtian, what is the gate of life and death."

"The gate of life and death!"

The old man gently stroked the little girl's black hair, looked at her with weak love's eyes, and continued: "the gate of life and death was once a miracle doctor's gate, and later became the gate of life and death. This is the most advanced place in mainland China and controls everything of all sentient beings, but the gate of life and death is perverse and destroys the world, so these people want to overthrow the gate of life and death."

"Oh, these people are heroes. I admire them and envy them." The little girl said lovably.

"Alas!"

The old man sighed and said, "you don't have to envy them. In fact, your life is better than theirs."

"Why?"

The little girl tilted her head and said she didn't understand. She liked the big heroes best, but she said that her life was better than these big heroes.

"Because many of them will never come back after they go. They will never see the sun tomorrow. They will be buried under the Loess and die in this war, but your life is better than them, because you can continue to live happily." The old man explained.

"Oh!"

After the little girl 'Oh', she continued, "Grandpa, in that case, why do they go to the gate of life and death? Aren't they afraid of death?"

The old man continued to touch the girl's head and said, "when you grow up, you will understand."