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All the disciples of the Murong family got up, "Let's go too!"

For so many years, the Murong family has been protecting the law for Emperor Wu, so naturally they have the responsibility to protect the holy land.

If Emperor Wu's lineage hadn't taken them in back then, they would have been exterminated long ago.

Now that Emperor Wu's lineage is facing catastrophe, the Murong family will naturally step forward.

When Qin Chong and his wife heard about Qin Mu's accident, they were all saddened.

The two of them also stood up, "Dad, let's go too."

Emperor Wu said, "It's up to now, let's all go together."

"The old grievances of many years will be settled sooner or later."

Someone said angrily, "If I had known earlier, I should have wiped them out, so I wouldn't have the troubles of today."

In the first battle that year, Emperor Wu led the nine clans to defeat the ten directions of heaven and earth.
They have also disappeared since then, but I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, they would revive and rise again.

Hearing what happened after Murong Yunyan was taken away by the devil, everyone was shocked.

Qin Chong did not expect that the elites of the nine races would all die in Qianye Temple.

What a tragic story.

Now it is only relying on the power in the holy realm to fight against the ten directions.

At the order of Emperor Wu, all the Murong family, several elders in the holy realm, and Qin Mu and his wife were dispatched to fight.

The four major martial slaves guarded Emperor Wu and set off with everyone.

I heard that there are two great devils, four great guardians, eight holy kings, and twelve rudder masters in the ten directions.

Five thousand gold armor.

With such a huge force, which sect in the world can fight against it?

The other families of the Nine Clans have all been knocked down by the Sage Monarch in the Battle of Qianye Temple, and the power in the Sacred Realm is not strong now.

In the lineage of Emperor Wu, because of the withering talents of Qin Zhong's generation, there are not many strong ones.

These older generations do have a few peak powerhouses.

They were barely able to fight against the Eight Great Sage Kings.

Outside the Holy Land, the wind is still biting cold and snow is accumulated all year round.

The powerhouses of the ten directions of heaven and earth have reached the top of the mountain.

Murong Yunyan fled suddenly last night, but she still failed to hide her whereabouts.

Someone found the top of Jade Mountain based on her aura.

These people are searching around near the entrance of the Holy Land.

It is not easy to easily enter the Holy Land if there is no one from the Holy Land to lead the way.
They have been looking here for most of the day.

He Zhenyao sat in the big tent, waiting for news from the golden armored warrior.

The two great sage kings stood by respectfully, not daring to say much.

It seems that they already knew that Murong Yunyan had escaped. He Zhenyao sat there and asked coldly, "Where are the Holy King and the others?"

A sage king was about to answer when someone rushed in, "The sage king is here!"

When Shengjun came, everyone rushed out to greet him.

Outside the big tent, many strong men really came.

With the twelve rudder leaders as the vanguard, a large number of people rushed to the mountain one after another.

Behind it are the three thousand gold armor, the four holy kings, and the three guardians.

Only the jade-faced madman did not appear. He had been injured in the battle and returned first to heal his injuries.

The ten guards came across the sky carrying the dragon chariot, and everyone on the mountain knelt down.

"See Holy Monarch!"

"The holy king comes in person, and I am the only one who is the only one, and the martial arts will rule the world for thousands of years."

Shengjun waved his hand in satisfaction and asked everyone to stand up.

Such an imposing manner, like an ancient emperor.

I saw his cold eyes glance, "He Zhenyao, have you found the entrance to the Holy Land?"

He Zhenyao took a step forward, "The entrance to the Holy Realm is just an inch away, everything is ready, just waiting for the Holy King to come in person."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Shengjun laughed heartily, and walked down from the dragon chariot with his hands behind his back.

Looking at Yushan.

Looking down the mountain, it was surging.

The terrain suddenly opened up, the mountains fell down, and the whole world could be seen in one's eyes.

Sure enough, there will be a chance to be at the top of the mountain, and you will be able to see all the mountains and small mountains.

Yushan is the ancestor of Wanshan.

Emperor Wu would choose the place.

Build the holy land here, absorb the aura between heaven and earth, and nourish everything in the holy land.

It's a pity that from now on, Emperor Wu's lineage is falling.

The ancient martial arts world is no longer the world of Emperor Wu.

The whole world, as long as I have a thought of good and evil.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Shengjun stretched his arms, as if he had the whole world in his arms.

Seeing this, all the strong men under their feet knelt down and sang praises, "The holy king will come in person, and the martial arts will rule the world, and I will be the only one, forever!"

Think about it, the Qin family has ruled the ancient martial arts world for more than 2000 years, and with the power of the sage, why not continue for thousands of years?
Shengjun looked at the many strong men under his feet with satisfaction, such a powerful aura.

The heirs of the Heavenly Demon, the three guardians, the seven holy kings, and several major rudder masters were all present, eight thousand golden armor, and various sects, which can be described as a huge momentum.

Looking at the world, who still has such a strong strength?
Today, Shengjun is about to realize a dream that has been impossible for people in the world for more than 2000 years.

Think about how exciting and spectacular this is?
The holy king's eyes froze, and he despised the holy place.

There was a cloud of smoke, looming, as if it was like a fairyland.

It's a pity that all this will always be in vain.

Emperor Wu, farewell!

Nine heavens and ten earths, I am the real emperor through the ages!
Shengjun let out a long cry, ah——

This long howl was like thunder rolling in the sky, the clouds moved in all directions, and everything trembled, which shocked everyone.

The power of Dui Jun has surpassed all the strong men in the ancient martial arts world.

Looking around the world, no one is invincible.

In the holy land, Emperor Wu and others who were rushing to the entrance suddenly felt the whole holy land tremble.
A loud voice came, which surprised everyone.

"what sound?"

"No, they're coming!"

The strong men from the world of ten directions came so quickly, even Emperor Wu couldn't help being a little surprised.

Protector Murong cursed, "These bastards have no humanity at all."

"You can't see the king's law, you really deserve to die!"

His four sons followed closely behind, and they rushed out of the entrance together.

Outside, there are hundreds of strong men in darkness, with swords and guns everywhere.

In the distance, the dragon chariot inlaid with gold and jade is shining brightly.

Standing on a high place in the mountain, Shengjun looks down on all living beings under his feet.

Protector Murong shouted loudly, "Are you planning to rebel?"

"Hahaha--"

"Hahaha--"

A burst of laughter changed the color of the world and shook the earth.

Pointing casually, "Rebellion? You think too highly of yourself!"

"Wanghou general, would you rather be kind?"

"Old Murong, Emperor Wu, today I want to show you the strongest martial arts in the world!"

Shengjun's aura is like a mountain, cold and arrogant.

Emperor Wu's face was ugly, and he looked at the strong men guarding the entrance of the holy realm.

"Everyone be careful, those who come are not good."

Sheng Jun looked down from above, "Old Emperor Wu, your precious grandson, Qin Mu, the most outstanding strongman of the younger generation, has been beaten to death by me."

"All the members of the Nine Clans were buried in Siguo Cliff, and Qianye Temple was flattened by my three thousand gold armor. Do you want to fight again?"

"Let go of your so-called dignity and surrender to me, and I will save you from death."

Guardian Murong was furious, "Presumptuous! You want to rule the world with your evil faction like Shifang Tiandi? Go ahead and make your Spring and Autumn Dream come true!"

Protector Murong couldn't tolerate him talking nonsense, shouted loudly, his figure was like a big bird soaring into the sky, and rushed towards Shengjun.

Behind, there are countless afterimages.