v3 Chapter 35： Emperor

The sky is light and quiet.

Only halfway up to the mountain, not only the strength of heaven and earth, but even the light is covered and distorted by an invisible force.

The coldness on Pan Ruoye’s face is getting thicker and thicker.

A powerful real element and heaven and earth are constantly evolving from her body. Although it is impossible to move a lot of heaven and earth from this mountain, her body itself is like an empty mountain that contains countless heaven and earth.

The leaves are dancing.

The killing of countless heaven and earth is only a slight noise. However, the tear of the real power is to let the green leaves of all the trees in Ding Ning and Fusu’s line of sight break away from the branches and dance.

The tumbling green leaves are woven into countless curtains to cover the world.

"What is this again?"

Somewhere in the foothills, the light sounds, passing through the countless heavy cyan curtains, and the auricles of everyone like Ding Ning.

"The road is full of clouds, and the strongest of the roads is the meaning of the clouds. Today I want to see you."

They are all true masters, the top figures in the world, and the intertwinedness between the conversations seems to be fully displayed under the oppression of the other party. Just at the moment when Pan Ruoye is talking up, a clear air emanates from her body. Sting up to the sky above her head.

Then she reached out to the foot of the mountain.

With a bang, there was a sudden explosion in the sky above her head.

A beautiful sun shone from the blue sky and shone on her body.

Her entire body was dyed in pale gold.

As the sun shines, there is also the temperament of the world.

The rolling world of the heavens poured in from this unique gap and turned into a cyan wave that was visible to the naked eye.

At this time, a pure white sword flew out of her palm.

The cyan waves rushed into her white sword.

The white sword disappeared instantly.

In the curtains of countless heavy green leaves, a straight light path was left.

At this time, the mountain's foothills, under a giant pine, sat in a green shirt man.

The face of the man in the green shirt is only 30, but it is just like a pair of calm, such as the ancient well, but it seems to hide the contents of the mountains and the sea, meaning the accumulation of years.

When the straight light path appeared in the curtain of countless heavy green leaves, his eyebrows were slightly picked, and the index finger and **** were pointed to the sword and stabbed forward.

When his fingers were stabbed, the air in front of him seemed to become extremely viscous, and a whistling appearance, high-speed rotation, unstoppable, official Pan Ruo Ye's white sword.

The **** of the master of the Qing shirt became absolutely transparent, and even the blood and bones seemed to disappear completely, but only the crystal luster.

His fingertips are like the tip of a sword, and the tip of the white sword that rotates at high speed in an accurate point.

The tip of the sword was spinning at his fingertips, and his fingertips were not left with a trace of traces. However, a piece of bluestone sitting under him suddenly turned into a fine powder.

A strip of cracks, like a spider's silk, is created on the ground beneath him and extends farther further.

He looked up at the sky at this time.

The invisible curtain that covered the whole mountain and isolated the heavens and the earth completely disappeared at this time.

Some white clouds in the sky changed in his eyes and turned into a huge white rune.

Pan Ruoye took a deep breath, and the white little sword that was rotated at the fingertips of the Hawthorn Green Shirt was then withdrawn and returned to the light path that had not disappeared.

The ability to take the sword at such a speed indicates that she has not done her best, or that she does not want to cope with the next counterattack of the master.

The master of the Qing shirt wakes up and comes over.

He also took a deep breath and his brows wrinkled deeply.

The white clouds in the sky are frozen like frozen, and the terror power that is about to burst out is hard to live, waiting.

Then he stood up and began to walk down the mountain.

The green leaves all fell, and his figure soon appeared in the sight of Ding Ning and others.

"The good attackers are not as good as the good ones, and the good ones are better than the good ones. Who can make me have nothing to look at? It turned out that the chief of the ink of Changling came in person." Looking at the figure of Ding Ning and others, looking at Pan Ruoye The side must be like the stagnation of the ink to defend the city. The master of the green shirt sighed and sighed. "I used to laugh at people. I feel that this is a self-sufficient mountaineering. I have already lost the old. Mr. a move."

"Mr. You are welcome."

Moshou Cheng’s dagger retired, saying: “This life has climbed many mountains, but no one has the power to do it.”

Until he said this sentence, Fusu only noticed that his body was also sweating.

Fusu only reacted. Before climbing, Moshoucheng did not use the real yuan at all, but relied solely on the body. Although Moshoucheng was one of the closest people in the world, he was a real old man. Naturally tired.

The master of the Qing shirt was slightly indulged, and said: "If this is the case, then don't ever."

After saying this, he turned and left, without any muddy water.

“Is this the true master's temperament?”

Fusu was admired and felt that this person couldn’t tell the difference between his hands and feet. This mountain top seems to be different. The back of this Qing shirt master is tall.

"It's not that simple." Ding Ning looked at him, but shook his head and said softly.

Chen Shoucheng applauded and looked at Ding Ning and said: "It is not that simple."

Fusu looked at Mo Shoucheng and Ding Ning with some shame. Ding Ning did not waste time. He looked up at the white clouds in the sky and still condensed.

"When I read the book in the Aries Cave, I read the classics. The body of the practitioners above the seven places is a huge container for the heavens and the earth. However, once it is worn out, it is naturally slow to add. It’s not as simple as using some of the most powerful tactics."

Ding Ning calmly said: "If this master retreats before he exhibits such a meaning, it is normal. However, he has already squandered such a symbol, and the power that has been thrown out is used. If you look at the method of the president of the ink, maybe you will have some feelings. It’s just that he left. It means that he didn’t want to take any risk before the Lushan League.”

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"The risk is within the controllable range. People like him will never give up this opportunity to fight." Pan Ruoye looked at the back of the blue-shirt master who disappeared in her sight, expressionless. Turning to look at the side of the ink on the side of the city, said: "I just do not understand, the Taoist sect has always been hidden in the world, and the world has no intersection, do not intervene in the various disputes of the various sects, the descendant of this doctrine But why did you break such an example?"

The Taoist Archives is a mysterious sect. Although it is powerful and does not join the WTO, it is only known to her and the savvy practitioners such as Mo Shoucheng.

Even so, she and Mo Shoucheng did not even know the name of the master of the Qing shirt.

It is too difficult for an opponent who is completely unfamiliar and just retreats after a fight, to guess the other party's intentions, so her problem at this time is almost impossible to have an answer.

However, Moshoucheng is not an ordinary person.

"The intention is to deer."

Mo Shoucheng looked at her calmly and said: "At this time, he is very depleted, but when he retreats, he prefers to deer, which means that in his heart, it is safer to lean back toward Lushan. This shows that he has some relationship with Lushan. ""

Pan Ruoye no longer said more, just a hint of coldness in his eyes.

It is clear that it is here.

At this time, only the Dachu Dynasty was on the Lushan Mountain. The great master of the Daoistong was naturally related to someone who came to Lushan in the Dachu Dynasty.

Some of the tired eyes of Mo Shoucheng were slightly closed, and the body released a vitality.

A breeze blew.

I used to go to Banshanhua for a lot of time. However, it was just a breeze. It was just a few breaths. The foreground of Ding Ning and Fusu had completely changed, and it was already at the top of the mountain.

A large array of people slowly appeared between the plains on the outer side of Lushan.

This group of people has surpassed 5,000. However, from the top of the mountain, it can be seen faintly that only half of the more than 5,000 people are the army, and the other half are all officials and guardians of all kinds. .

Numerous bright yellow flags and golden dragons on the canopy have been extremely subtle at great distances, yet they still have amazing charms, and the strips seem to be flying out.

So that this team is always a golden piece, just as dazzling as the sun at this time.

In the world, it is only natural that the emperor will patrol, and it is possible to have such a battle.

After Chu Di Deng Lushan, the second emperor finally arrived.

"You said that it is really good, this second to Lushan, it really is the Yan Dynasty." Looking at such a golden team, the whole body is in a mysterious air, seems to become nothing, constantly absorbing the world far away Pan Ruoye, who was energetic, glanced at Mo Shoucheng and suddenly sneered.

"Why can you guess the second mountaineering must be the Yan Dynasty?" Ding Ning was actively speaking and asked.

"The strength of the Dayan dynasty is not under the Dachu Dynasty. However, Yandi is the most cautious and soft, and everything does not live in front of people. Therefore, it has been conservative for many years." Mo Shoucheng patiently replied.

Ding Ning asked: "What about the emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty?"

Moshou City smiled faintly, said: "The emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty is the most shameless. On the face, there is no one in the world, but this is his strength."

Fusu was curious. He couldn't help but ask what the other dynasties had to say about his father. But when he thought about asking such a question, he seemed to be too disrespectful to his father. He laughed at himself and gave up. Thoughts.

His subtle movements could not escape the eyes of Mo Shoucheng. Mo Shoucheng looked at Ding Ning, who was already calm and silent. He thought that the genius born between the market and the well was mixed and matured earlier.

Why do you have to ask such a question, if you do not feel that the Yuanwu Emperor and the Queen are truly ruthless, and have swallowed the hearts of the world, how can the other three dynasties regard the Daqin Dynasty as the number one enemy?

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