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read2();　　 Gwangju Metropolitan City, night falls, dark tide is raging, rain is violent, and the entire ancient city seems to be turned upside down.

In the void of the entire big city, in addition to the sound of rain, there is also a vague noise like a torn space. The ordinary citizens in the wide area have already received instructions from the Taishou Palace and stayed there. I can’t leave the house behind closed doors, and this situation has already happened last year.

Gwangju Metropolitan City, the city with the oldest human race in China, seems to have a kind of magic power that has caused the shocking battles that have shaken the whole world recently took place here. Before the early autumn of Zhao Yu's luck, there is another one today. The battle of the sacred battle is about to break out. It is foreseeable that in this downpour, another mighty man who has stunning an era will cut his soul here.

The drifting rain falling down from the sky cannot withstand the people who came here to watch the battle from all parts of the summer. Therefore, the empty spaces, streets and alleys of the entire Metropolitan City, and even the roofs of high-rise buildings, are densely covered. The monks in their robes raised their heads and looked at the west, without turning their eyes away.

The upper four armies sealed off the entire Wanjian Mountain, so these monks had to watch the battle in the wide area city, and within their sight, there were several purple light spots floating above the sky. It was Chu Zhengyang carrying the great master. Our spirit cranes, but on the other side of the rain curtain sky where everyone can't see it, several black dragons are flying, and above the black dragon, the robes of the Radiant Army and the Taboo of the Night Dire Division are rolling, and countless raindrops are dripping down. Fall down.

In the Metropolitan City, regardless of male or female, regardless of the level of cultivation, there is only one movement at this time. That is to look up and see, because the billowing green lotus sword energy in the night no longer expands, and at the same time the huge green flower on the top of Wanjian Mountain The lotus petals bloom from outside to inside, one after another.

　　 In the torrential rain, in the shadow of the dark tide, the clouds are green, nine hundred and ninety-nine miles, the green lotus blooms!

　　 This green lotus contains the supreme law of swordsmanship. With every petal in full bloom, the blue aura above the void of the entire wide area city will boil, and the sound of the sword blasting through the sky will be equally clear.

Then the piercing and howling sword sound became louder and louder, and the blue energy enveloped in the wide area gradually became the outward extension of the petals of sword lotus. The two merged into one place, making the entire Gwangju Wanjian Mountain, a flower appeared. The kendo Qinglian that really spans a radius of nine hundred and nine miles!

In other words, this kendo green lotus is the rudimentary form of the kingdom of Murong and the impact of the saint. As soon as this kingdom appeared, the swords of all the sword monks in the wide area city began to tremble violently at the same time, almost directly out of the sheath and flying out. .

　　 At the next breath, a whole kendo green lotus bloomed completely, revealing a middle-aged man sitting in it, but in the eyes of all the monks of high cultivation level, he was a sword.

　　 At this time, Murong He is a peerless sword bred by Qinglian in kendo. Perhaps it can be called the King of Ten Thousand Swords!

　　The King of Ten Thousand Swords was born, and all the sharp swords in the wide area city were automatically unsheathed nine inches to show their surrender. At the same time, the people who witnessed this anti-sky vision were all in a deep shock.

The wide area city is no longer dark, because the green lotus kingdom is emitting infinite blue-gold light, shining on the entire sky, and then on the spirit crane, let the heavy rain fall on the day Wuzong Lu Yao, his eyes Staring scorchingly at the green lotus in front, he let out a roar, and a deep voice spread directly from the sky:

"At the right time, the embryonic form of the Qinglian kingdom is 999 miles away. Murong He has officially become the strongest pinnacle under the saint. Except for sanctification, he can no longer get any promotion. That also means that your majesty is about to come. !"

As soon as Lu Yao’s roar fell, a dazzling silver light suddenly appeared at the teleportation station in the eastern suburbs of the Metropolitan City. It was like a round of condensed countless strong suns, bursting outward, but this round of strong sun bursts. After that, it was not firelight that radiated outward, but pure silver light.

　　 The silver light is thick, vast, and with the infinite aura that makes people admire, with the emperor's power that rolls outwards, it overwhelms the city!

At the same time, as soon as this silver scorching sun appeared, Guangyu City instantly turned from restlessness to quietness. The endless emperor on Zhao Yu's body had the power to calm people's hearts. Then under the heavy rain, all the people directly kneeled on the ground at the same time, and moved forward together. Knocking his head, then a uniform voice blasted across the sky:

　　 "Welcome your descent to the Metropolitan City, long live your majesty!"

　　 rushed straight into the sky, and the sound of greetings that shook the sky continued to surround the void, and then a young and stable emperor's voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears:

　　 "Flat body!"

After 　　 the emperor's voice was over, all the people directly looked up and saw that in their eyes, the violent rain from the sky fell to the ground, and the night sky, the green lotus and the silver light formed a dazzling rain screen.

Above the rain curtain, the green lotus bloomed completely, but there was a silver sun that was difficult to see directly. From east to west, it swept across the rain curtain extremely violently, dragging the long silver tail like a meteor, and shattering it. With Qing Lian's sword aura, countless raindrops evaporated, and under the gaze of countless people, under the gaze of countless people, it fell straight down to Qing Lian without fancy.

　　 "Pay attention to resist, those with low cultivation base, close your eyes!"

The great sun Wuzong Lu Yao above the sky once again uttered a roar that resounded throughout the city, but the silver scorching sun that Zhao Yu turned into was too fast, and everyone in the wide area city had no time to react, so Yinri went directly and directly without fancy. Blasted into Qinglian.

　　 Light, loud noise, the scene of extinction!

　　 Yin Rizhi is the kingdom of Zhao Yu's ancient relics, and the blooming green lotus is also a prototype of the kingdom of kendo.

　　 Therefore, the collision between the two is not a simple collision between the pure silver sun and the nine hundred and ninety-nine miles of green lotus, but the tumbling between one kingdom and another, and it is a clash of the laws of the most original level.

In the next moment, the whole world seemed to be in absolute silence, silent and colorless. The monks in the Metropolitan City were directly deprived of their five senses. There was only the silence after the extreme harshness in their ears. At the same time, the eyes were all intertwined. Filled with silver and cyan gold, I can't see any other pictures.

　　 Under such a vast aftermath of the impact, people with low cultivation bases may even be stunned instantly, and then some of the high cultivation bases gradually recover their perceptions and continue to stare at the sky, shaking their minds.

　　 Because the sky above the entire sky, it was directly divided into two by two forces against the sky, forming two completely different worlds.

　　 The upper part is a kingdom of ancient silver relics, and there are countless ancient stone buildings in it, and the emperor is vast, while the lower part is the kingdom of green lotus sword energy, with billions of sword energy.

　　The country is against the country.

　　 Metropolitan City, the battle of sacred decisiveness has officially begun!