Above the clouds:
"Miss Wu."
Chen Qingyu turned his head, looked at Wu Su'e, and asked:
"Do you already know the exact location of Tianjian Mountain?"
"Yes."
Wu Su'e nodded and said:
"I have already found out that Tianjian Mountain is on the periphery of the middle section of the canyon. It is straight like a sword and is very easy to identify."
After speaking, she paused for a while before continuing;
"But now Tianjian Mountain is probably crowded with Venerables from all over the world."
"We want to enter it, it is estimated that it will take a lot of work."
When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he laughed and said:
"That's exactly what I want."
"Without the Taixu Dao Realm, I'm worried that I can't find an opponent, so let's hone my spiritual skills."
The voice fell:
He accelerated the speed of his escape, and galloped all the way to the south.
...
After half an hour.
Chen Qingyu rode the auspicious clouds, traversed more than 20,000 miles, and finally reached the vicinity of Tianjian Mountain.
From afar:
On one side of the canyon stands a majestic mountain that stands proudly among the mountains. Its cliffs are as smooth as a mirror, and the mountain is as straight as a sword. It is so high that it is difficult to tell how high it is.
The moment I saw this majestic mountain:
Chen Qingyu was slightly dazed in front of his eyes, as if what he saw was not a mountain, but a huge sword sticking upright on the ground.
"call!"
He quickly regained his senses and took a deep breath:
"It seems that the Sword Intent of the Holy King is preserved on Tianjian Mountain, it is not fake."
"Just looking at it from a distance can cause such a strong oppression to the soul..."
Wu Su'e, who was on the side, also recovered from the shock, and seemed to notice something, her complexion changed slightly:
"Qing Yu, we're probably in trouble."
Saying that, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the periphery of Tianjian Mountain.
Chen Qingyu followed the direction she pointed, glanced at it, and immediately narrowed his eyes:
"This is... a formation?!"
Take a closer look:
The entire Tianjian Mountain was shrouded in a faint light curtain, like a mist that condensed and did not disperse.
At first glance, it seems to be ordinary, but after sensing the fluctuation of vitality, you can perceive the thrilling power contained in this layer of formation.
Even the Venerable of the Divine Ability Realm may not dare to break through.
At the foot of Tianjian Mountain, a gate of a hundred feet high was erected, and the brilliance shone.
Around the formation gate, many venerables are driving the light of escape.
These Venerables, just at a glance, there are at least hundreds of thousands of people, densely surrounded, crowding the surrounding world.
"How is this going?"
Chen Qingyu's expression changed, and he said:
"Miss Wu, let's get closer and have a look."
"Ok."
Wu Su'e responded.
The two immediately rode the auspicious clouds and walked towards the enclosed gate.
As the distance approached, the two found that the air was filled with a tense atmosphere. Many venerables who were blocked outside the formation seemed to have conflicts with those who set up the big formation, and they could not stand.
"...Is there any more King Fa?"
A venerable man with a beard yelled:
"This Tianjian Mountain is the relic of the Holy King. Could it be that your eighteen alliances opened it?"
"What qualifications do you have to block the door and not let everyone in?"
Many venerables on the side agreed, and their words were quite resentful:
"Yes! Do you want to eat alone?"
"Get out of the way!"
"The people from your 18 alliances are too overbearing!"
A young man in front of the gate, facing what thousands of people pointed out, still looked indifferent, and slowly opened his mouth and said:
"Everyone, I've already said it."
"Our eighteen alliances are also for the safety of the entire Tongtian Jianxia. After all, once the sword intent of the Heavenly Sword Saint King dissipates, no one knows what unpredictable disaster will happen."
"The formation of the formation here is just to ensure..."
Chen Qingyu and Wu Su'e both stood outside the crowd and listened for a while, and then they understood.
original:
Due to the news of the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Saint King, there was a lot of uproar. In the Tongtian Sword Gorge, the eighteen largest forces, in order to ensure their own interests, secretly formed an alliance early on.
They set up a huge formation in advance, running at a critical moment, covering the entire Tianjian Mountain.
Although, they have many high-sounding reasons, but in fact everyone knows——
This action of the Eighteen Alliance is naturally to ensure that once the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Saint King really appears, it will immediately be able to seize the opportunity in the subsequent competition!
Of course:
There are so many Venerables in the world, and there are many who are powerful, even from the major holy places, and they dare not offend them all.
Therefore, they set up a "fighting platform" and blocked it outside the gate.
The Eighteen Alliance declared:
No matter the world, any Venerable, as long as he can get through the Battlefield, he can go through the gate and go to the interior of Tianjian Mountain.
However, the interior of Tianjian Mountain was also blocked by their formation, and five areas were artificially divided.
Therefore, there is not only one Zhengfengtai, but five in total. The strength of the defender is naturally getting stronger and stronger.
If you can get through the fifth battle platform, you can go directly to the highest peak of Tianjian Mountain——
There, it is also the place where the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Saint King is most likely to appear.
"...buzz..."
Around the gate, it was still noisy and buzzing.
From time to time, someone would board the battle stage, but they would be knocked off the arena in three or two strokes, and their face was wiped out, causing a burst of applause.
Occasionally, there are some tyrannical escaping lights, which are directly let go by them, and they cause a burst of excitement.
"That's kind of interesting."
Chen Qingyu watched patiently for a while, then he couldn't help chuckling, jokingly said:
"These eighteen alliances are really bullying the soft and afraid of the hard."
Chapter 164 Raise your hand to crush As far as Chen Qingyu has seen so far:
The Venerables of the Real Astral Realm and the Divine Ability Realm, the 18 alliances are all released, and they will not make things difficult.
Occasionally, there is also the superior of Tianchongjing, Xuanhe, and the principal of the eighteen alliances respectfully invites him up the mountain.
What they are targeting is the most common and broadest Spirit Origin Realm Venerable.
"Yes, they are bullying the soft and afraid of the hard."
Wu Su'e heard the words, shrugged and said:
"But that's normal, isn't it?"
"Anyway, it is impossible for these venerable lords from idle forces to fight against their 18 alliances."
The forces that can gain a foothold in Tongtian Jianxia, where there are a lot of fish and dragons and many strong people, will not be weak.
Eighteen alliances, the most common one, are also powerful sages with supernatural powers.
The leading families even have the superiors of Tianchongjing in charge, so even if they are foreign superiors, they will sell them a bit of face and will not forcibly demolish the formation.
The world of practice is never fair in itself.
These hundreds of thousands of Spiritual Origin Realm Venerables seem to be very powerful and crowded, but in fact, if a Tianchong Realm Supreme Venerable comes out, they can raise their hands and crush them, making these people into powder.
so--
There are so many venerables, regardless of the excitement and resentment, but there is not one who dares to attack the formation, or provoke the 18 alliances head-on.
"okay."
Wu Su'e touched Chen Qingyu with her arm, and laughed:
"Watching the show for a long time, why don't you go up and play?"
Chen Qingyu laughed:
"I think so too."
In the Taixu Dao world, he is either fighting against people, challenging the [God of War Tower], or fighting virtual opponents in the [Yanwutang].
It's been almost two months since he left God, and he hasn't played a serious game, and his body and bones are rusting.
"Get out of the way! Let's all..."
Chen Qingyu rode the auspicious clouds, his whole body was full of real energy, and he rushed into it unreasonably.
The many venerables who were forcibly pushed aside by him along the way were about to scold, but after feeling his vast and majestic aura of true essence, they instantly became dumbfounded and dared not speak.
After a long day of squeezing:
The two rushed into the innermost part of the crowd, lowered Xiangyun directly, and landed in front of the gate.
"..."
The youth guarding the door froze, as if he could see the two, which was extraordinary.
"You two want to challenge the 'Fighting Stage'?"
The young man's eyes swept across Chen Qingyu and Wu Su'e, and asked cautiously:
"I don't know, which one is going to play?"
Chen Qingyu took a step forward and said carelessly:
"I come."
"Please."
The young man took a step back and let out the large white arena behind him.
And behind the ring, deeper in the formation gate, you can vaguely see that there are many people watching here.
Those people are all members of the Eighteen Alliance.
"boom!"
Chen Qingyu's Zhen Yuan urged him to rise up into the air and landed on the white ring.