The first king of Xiangu in the perfect world

Chapter 92
An ancient old city center, there are not many buildings here, but there are countless teleportation gates, like a huge altar.

This is a teleportation formation belt leading to the border of Da Chitian, and many formation gates are set here as one of the routes to support Da Chitian.

In the beginning, the major families still had warships to cross the void, but as the war lasted for many years, they no longer had the ability and resources to build warships. Basically, they could only use teleportation arrays to go to the battlefield to support them. Over the years, there were almost no sources of troops to support them. On the battlefield, some formations have not been used for many years, and the formation patterns are almost broken.

However, although it is very old and has not been used for ten thousand years, it can still be activated barely.

Today, these almost aging gates suddenly began to tremble, and the teleportation patterns engraved by Da Neng began to flicker around them, and then a brilliant divine light burst out slowly, obviously someone was urging the gates.

This kind of situation has never happened in thousands of years. A group of veterans guarding the gate of the formation suddenly picked up their weapons from the state of dying and looked terrified. There are people coming over from Chitian, how can this calm them down, maybe even a foreign land is coming through the teleportation array.

Under the shocked eyes of the veterans, one after another figures emerged from the teleportation formation, and their breaths became short of breath. If they found that something was wrong, they would directly activate the hidden means to blow up these ancient formations, although they would also destroy them together with the ancient formations. Annihilation, however, there must be no accidents this time.

When the first figure was about to step out of the divine light, their hearts reached their throats, and they even held their breath. First, a shattered battle flag appeared, and then a blond youth appeared.

Yan, as a mature and qualified leader, was the first to return with a battle flag in his hand.

"It's our battle flag, a very old battle flag!"

"This is the monk of the Nine Heavens."

"Yes?"

These veterans were still in shock, unable to react immediately.

Drunk lying in the battlefield, Lord Grim, a few people have fought back in ancient times.

After Zi Yan walked out of the portal of the teleportation array, Yu Ye also walked out of the teleportation array.Afterwards, group after group, more and more monks walked out of this large formation. Although the nine heavens were broken, there were still mountains and rivers, and their hearts felt a little comforted.

Yan and Yu frowned the first time they stepped out of the teleportation formation, and then the remaining remnants of Jiutian also discovered the problem. Originally, Jiutian's tunnel was damaged, but now it is like being separated by a piece of blurred paper. weak.

In the Great Chitian before, the remnants of the kings overwhelmed everything, and they couldn't feel it at all, especially around Lin Yue, it was like practicing in a fairyland.

At this time, the moment they stepped here, they realized the problem. They didn't know what happened, why the Nine Heavens Avenue was hazy.

"Are you... are fighters from our world?"

A veteran holds his halberd tightly and asks a question!Because these people are too powerful.

After returning from a bloody battle amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, just the inadvertent breath made them tremble.Not only are there supreme monks who are at the peak of the human realm, but there are even a few immortals who have almost disappeared here in Jiutian these years, especially the blond young men and women who are leading the way. The big monk didn't dare to peek at it wantonly.

Facing the old man's question, everyone looked at the people around them, the battle armor was broken and the clothes were old, and then they smiled.

"The war is over, we are victorious, and we are back!"

"Victory?"

"Yes, victory."

"Have you really won, this war that has lasted through the ages!"

"Wow………!"

"Nine days, nine days we won, hahaha...!"

Confirming that Yan's words are true, Jiu Tian really won, and these old people who stayed behind couldn't hold back any longer.Then, throwing up the weapons, they were cheering and celebrating.

From this moment, starting from this ancient city, the nine-day monks began to cheer all the way. They walked towards the Emperor Pass, where they wanted to convey the victory, so that the old people and children who were still persisting there knew that their persistence was worth it. Nine-day victory up.

A long giant dragon, the battle flag fluttering in the wind, the drums beating to the sky, Yan and Yu did not stop it, this is a great victory, and it will be passed on for nine days.

"Who beat the drums!"

"What happened!"

Someone saw such a large group of monks suddenly appearing from other places, and they became nervous for a while with invincible blood and fighting power.

"Little brother, what happened!"

An old man looked at the young man running past, always shouting victory, and was puzzled for a moment, thinking that the other party had gone mad.

"Senior, victory, Jiutian victory, the heroes have returned, hurry, hurry! Inform everyone and send out the victory!"

Only then did the old man look at the long line in the distance, the ancient battle flags were standing against the wind, and the drums of war were coming.

In the next second, the old man who was about to die was walking like flying, roaring in his mouth, and rushed into the distance. Such a situation, one scene after another.

In Diguan Shencheng, everyone already knew that the army had returned from victory. A group of disabled old men led a group of boy scouts to stand at the gate of the city and watch the battle approaching in the distance.

The children's eyes were also full of fighting spirit. They were not flowers in the greenhouse. They had seen the most tragic battlefield in the last years of the immortal world. However, they still shone brightly. This was hope. The old man told them that a hero had returned victorious, and asked them to come and pay their respects.

Generals die in a hundred battles, and strong men return in ten years.

The battle of the Great Chitian lasted more than ten years and hundreds of years. The tens of thousands of years of war spanned how many generations, buried so many heroes, and fought a great world torn apart into nine heavens. Now there is only one Wuliangtian and some Small circle.

Now Jiutian has won. From the beginning of Immortal Ancient to the present, Jiutian doesn't know how long he has waited for this moment.

The old people wore broken old armor, with tears in their eyes, holding bowls in their hands, which contained strong spirits.

This is a tradition. They immediately sent the strongest wine in their hometown to the soldiers returning from the expedition, just like when the soldiers went to war, because it was too long and they went to war for thousands of years, fearing that they would forget their hometown. Moreover, this is the wine of victory , for the celebration wine.

Yan and Yu walked in the forefront, leading the returning soldiers, and receiving the exhalations of all the compatriots who rushed over.

"Strong man, please!"

The old man held up a large bowl and presented it to Yan.

"This bowl of wine was supposed to be drunk by the King of Nine Heavens first, but the king has not returned, I...!"

Yan looked at the thick spirits in the bowl in front of him, subconsciously thought of Lin Yue, and then spoke.

The returning soldiers couldn't help but think of their king, and fell silent for a moment.

yes!The king should be the first to drink this bowl of wine!
"Don't worry about strong men, we still have a bigger bowl, waiting for the king to return!"

The old man said seriously!

"Ha ha………!"

"Ha ha………!"

"Okay, keep a bigger bowl, and wait for the king to return!"

All the soldiers laughed loudly, took the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

After drinking, Yan took the battle flag, waved it vigorously, stirring up the world, and then roared.

"Masters, Jiutian has won this battle."

According to the records of later generations, in the last year of the Immortal Ancient Dynasty, the return of this great victory was celebrated in nine days for three years. During this period, the Immortal from the Immortal Land was about to cross the Tianyuan, but he was beheaded by two adults of the Tianhorned Ant Clan outside the Emperor Pass. again.

At the central altar of Shencheng, hundreds of people gathered together. Twenty or thirty monks at the peak of the human field and three true immortals were very eye-catching. Even those scattered in other ancient worlds have never returned, and there are still people staying in Da Chitian, but compared to Jiutian, it is still too few.At the peak, there were twenty or thirty kings, but now there are only these.

Yan and Yu were sitting on the main seat at this time, and they presided over the meeting.

"My two lords, I am incompetent. I was ignored by the kings of the Immortal Realm. The other party closed the gate, and the Nine Heavens Dao will be damaged. It will affect the environment of the world, and it has even begun to affect the practice of the younger generation. I am afraid that it will usher in the catastrophe of the end of the Dharma."

"Hmph, people in the Immortal Domain, their behavior is normal. Immortal Domain is Immortal Domain after all. It is impossible to dedicate everything for this land like us. However, the King of Nine Heavens has returned to his throne, so don't worry."

Facing the two juniors back then, the old man named Jin Shuo spoke up, blaming himself.

"That's right, seniors don't have to worry, the king is here for everything. Our king is just recuperating. He will return and everything will be fine by then. We have to celebrate such a victory."

"This..., who is our king?"

The old man named Jin Shuo opened his mouth, and the monks who had never set out all of a sudden pricked up their ears.

Yan and Yu looked at each other, and then they looked at the returned masters, all of them showed mysterious smiles subconsciously.

"It can't be that kid!"

Jin Shuo seems to be guessing a bit, but unfortunately he doesn't believe it himself!
"Senior, please honor me!"

A young man who had just stepped into the Supreme spoke,
"That's right, which lord has already entered the king's realm, please honor him!"

A real fairy said with a smile.

"Good fellow, the old son-in-law is gone!"

The old man named Jin Shuo jumped up directly.

(End of this chapter)