The first cause of all realms

Chapter 587 Today, the flying dragon is in the sky! (repair)

Call ~
The strong wind against the current blew away the smoke and dust, and on the long street that looked like ruins, several martial artists from the rivers and lakes who were almost affected were sweating profusely.

In my heart, there was even greater fear and horror.

Back, back!
"He actually forced the Martial Sage back..."

Chu Tianyi felt nothing in his mind, and the small bronze sword in his hand almost fell to the ground, and the horror in his heart reached the extreme for a moment.

That's Wu Sheng!
Any martial saint is a monument and sacred mountain in the hearts of hundreds of millions of warriors!
For masters of supernatural powers like them, the Ten Capitals might still be able to contend with their strength due to the difference in supernatural powers, but martial saints are absolutely impossible!

For any martial saint, the martial arts he is proficient in are all on the tenth rank, and will not be inferior to any attacking supernatural powers that do not exceed the second rank!
And because of his life-long practice, compared with the supernatural power master's strict eye-catching, it is even more easy to use, like a commanding arm!
And in front of...

"grown ups……"

Han Fengfu, Fang Yulong, and even all the martial arts masters inside and outside the city felt their hearts beating wildly and were extremely horrified.

But in the next instant, all voices were extinguished by the sudden chill.

All the people looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling their heart beating like a drum, their breathing was short of breath, and they felt the terrifying killing intent coming from the city gate.

angry!
fury!
In the dead silence, Nie Longtian's eyes were infiltrated with red light, and the uncontrollable rage couldn't stop churning and boiling in his heart.

To go to war, just to ambush a junior who has not yet become a martial saint, at first, he refused.

But he had to do it to attract the emperor's personal conquest, but he never took it seriously.

But who would have thought that when he was in command of the Six Flying Eagles and Arrows and set up a net of heaven and earth, he would actually rescue Lin Daoren under his nose.

Even, in a head-on collision, he forced himself back a step...

"Little beast!"

Like a raging sea, terrifying blood energy swept across the city. Nie Longtian stomped his feet, crushed the tower, and climbed up again.

He looked away.

In the heavy snowstorm, I saw three strands of black light, one of which was on the body of Lin Daoren who was rescued by the mysterious man.

One of them flickered on Yang Qiu who was coughing up blood and retreating in the wind and snow.

And the last ray was on the back of the goshawk that fled in a panic and flew at a low altitude...

The three black lights glowed successively, and under his gaze, they merged into one in an instant, and all fell on the back of the goshawk.

That is, the method of transporting the five ghosts...

Huhu~
In the heavy wind and heavy snow, Yang Jue stood on the back of an eagle. His condition was actually not good, but his eyes were still bright and burning.

No sound was transmitted, but far away from the wind and snow, Nie Longtian already felt an extremely strong will.

The man was clearly saying:

"Old man, what are you doing to me?"

"Yang Prison!"

Nie Longtian took a deep breath and suddenly calmed down.

In a daze, he seemed to see a big roc that was about to get rid of the shackles, a dragon that was about to leap into the abyss, a tiger that was about to enter the mountain...

At this moment, a strong throbbing rose in his heart, and he felt it somewhere.

If I can't kill this person this time, then in the future, I'm afraid there will be no chance...

"call!"

He spat out the scorching air, and in an instant, the earth shook and the sky was filled with true energy. Nie Longtian stepped on the strong wind and chased at top speed. The true gang danced wildly, sweeping the wind and snow like a dragon and roaring angrily:

"I will kill you!"

Huhu~
The strong wind swept the heavy snow, and the goshawk fled in panic. Under the urging of the bone-chilling chill, its speed far surpassed that of the past, and it fully exerted its potential after changing its fate.

"call!"

Yang Jue calmed down the blood surging in his body, and he felt certain in his heart.

Knowing that there was an ambush at the six gates, Yang Qiu still dared to come, so he was not unprepared.

The method of transporting the five ghosts is one, and the second is Lu Qingting.

With the power of 'magic action', Lu Qingting's speed is unparalleled in the world, even if his supernatural power level is not high, it is enough to play a miraculous effect between lightning and flint.

As he expected, Lu Qingting made a move at the most critical moment.

One time, he grabbed Lin Daoren, and once again, he dodged the goshawk, and relying on the connection between the five ghosts, he also avoided Nie Longtian's thunderous wrath.

"Five Ghosts Transporting Technique..."

Lin Daoren stared blankly at the black bead in his palm.

Before the battle, what Yang Ju threw over was not the Tai Sui Bead at all, but the 'Five Ghost Beads'...

"Nie Longtian..."

Looking at the Flying Eagles and Arrows that covered the sky and covering the sun, and feeling the indescribably powerful killing intent in the wind and snow, Lu Qingting suddenly felt a little chilly in his heart.

"Brother Yang..."

Lu Qingting hesitated to speak.

The wrath of the Martial Saint really made him feel a little bit on his back.

His attainment in 'divine action' is still incomplete, and he can avoid it for a while if he does mental calculations or not. If he is really chasing after life and death, he may not be able to escape.

More importantly, once the identity is revealed, the sect is afraid that they will suffer disaster.

You must know that even if the building is about to collapse, today's imperial court still has the most powerful force in the world, and it is definitely not a family that can compete...

"This is a grievance between me and the court, and you shouldn't have been involved in it..."

Wiping away the dirty blood from his mouth and nose, Yang Jue didn't hesitate, and with his palm force, he pushed Lu Qingting down into the sky, and slightly cupped his hands:
"Brother Lu helped today, and there will be repayment in the future."

call!
Lu Qingting's heart relaxed, a little ashamed, but also silent, just cupped his hands in the air, and urged him to do his best, but he was already lost in the snowstorm.

Before parting, he looked back at the sky, and saw the Flying Eagles and Arrows approaching like dark clouds, and the sound of bed crossbows piercing the sky could be heard endlessly.

But Yang Jue stood on the back of an eagle, with a long bow in his hand, shooting out a chain of arrows, one person with one bow, but his power seemed to be no less than hundreds of flying eagle archers.

'Brother Yang...'

Lu Qingting sighed inwardly, and turned around.

After all, he is not a lone ranger, and he cannot be as free and unscrupulous as Yang Qiu...

bang bang bang bang~~~
On the eagle's back, the dry dragon bow was replaced by a four-element bow. Yang Jue was calm, his eyes were half open, and his arrows opened in circles.

Up to now, his attainments in archery have completely surpassed boxing and swords. With the blessing of mind and eyes, there is no need to stop at all, and there is no disadvantage.

During the ups and downs of the arrows, the arrows shot at his divine arm were swayed away one after another, and any flying eagle that dared to chase and land was also pierced by one of his arrows.

Blood sprinkled the sky.

Wherever the arrows passed, there was nothing missing or disadvantageous, only Nie Longtian...

boom!
Nie Longtian straddled the ground, his air exploded like thunder and resounded throughout his body. He was like a dragon, and his speed was extremely fast. Suddenly, he was much faster than a goshawk!

"You want to stop me with a ninth-grade arrow technique?!"

The strong wind swept the heavy snow, and Nie Longtian's eyes were like fire. As he stepped forward, the real steel was like a canopy. Even if the arrows fell like rain, he couldn't get close.

"Cough cough~"

On the eagle's back, Lin Daoren's breath was extremely weak, and he tried to speak:
"You shouldn't have come..."

"I'm here not just for you, but because I have to..."

Yang Ju's mind was concentrated, his arrows were raining like rain, and his eyes were fierce and firm.

It is no secret that Emperor Qianheng's imperial conquests will be conducted in person, and there will only be more and more masters in the imperial court.

Only by taking the initiative to attack, tear apart the blockade, and expand the territory covered by the remaining pages of the book of the underworld to the entire Northwest Road with his forces, can he truly have a foothold.

Otherwise, it would only be a matter of time before they were trapped and died in the Northwest Dao City.

A hundred miles to the northwest city is naturally very small, but a hundred miles to the northwest road is enough for him to move freely!
"When the profound entrance is opened, the master martial artist is almost exhausted, and the martial saint is even worse. The true aura is lingering and almost eternal. Even if your arrows are exhausted, you can't hurt them at all..."

Seeing the empty arrow basket under Yang Jue's feet, Lin Daoren couldn't help but sigh:
"If you only have this bloody courage, even if you are a martial saint, you will still be invincible..."

"is it?"

Yang Ju only smiled faintly, exerted all his strength, and shot all the arrows in the arrow basket.

"Um?!"

Lin Daoren was shaking his head, but suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he glanced over inadvertently, the empty arrow basket was full again at some point?

This is? !
boom!
The arrows flowed down like a rain of stars, and every arrow basket was shot empty.

At this time, Yang Ju just exerted his strength suddenly, and changed the four-element bow to a dry dragon bow. After exhausting his strength, he fired the arrow of "Vientiane".

After more than a year of precipitation, his progress has not been small. In addition to the four images of heaven's will, the accumulation of his own hundred orifices has almost reached the point of breaking.

Therefore, although it is still not possible to fully open the Qianlong Shenbow continuously, after a little gap, the second and third arrows can already be fired.

Boo!
Once exerting force, the goshawk with steel and iron bones was almost crushed, and with a whine, it fell more than a hundred feet.

boom!
The Vientiane Arrow burst out again, and what it passed was like a fuse, pulling out a long fire dragon in the blizzard.

Roar!
When the fire dragon roared furiously, the scattered arrow fragments in the sky also moved along with it, as if they were alive, they went against the fire dragon.

hum!
In less than a second, the earth-shattering arrows burst out like the scorching sun, burning the eyes of an unknown number of flying eagles.

Swing away, bounce off, and shatter many god-arm arrows far away!
With the force of wind and thunder, it fell towards Nie Longtian.

"Arrow array?"

Nie Longtian's eyes froze, and when he raised his palm, the dragon-like energy reappeared, and the fierce and merciless Dragon Subduing Palm reappeared, piercing through the thunderous arrow formation like a destructive force.

However, his figure was shaken uncontrollably, and an inconceivable light appeared in his eyes.

Even though the densely packed arrows had been defeated, they were still shooting at him from all directions, as if they were alive? !
"This is the breath of a hundred-step flying sword?! He actually..."

Nie Longtian was startled, and had no choice but to strike again, completely crushing the broken arrow array.

However, taking advantage of this gap, the goshawk fluttered its wings, broke through the blockade of the Flying Eagle Arrows, and climbed high above the sky!

"Old man, change of offense and defense! Now, it's my turn!"

Accompanied by a long howl, the fiery and exuberant spirit rushed straight into the bullfight like smoke, Yang Jue did not hesitate, and a Great Pill of Human Yuan entered his stomach.

Then, amidst countless angry, shocked, or furious eyes, he came back again!
Hearing the roar of the bow like a thunderbolt, flying eagles and sharp archers fell like rain in the sky.

"Yang Prison!!!"

……

……

Huhu~
The heavy snowstorm continued for days, there were almost no pedestrians on the wilderness and official roads, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere.

In the boundless snowstorm, Li Eryi's lips were purple, and he walked tremblingly, grinning his teeth from the cold.

damned……

The storyteller was cold and hungry, he had scolded the person in front of him countless times in his heart, but on his face, he still had to beg:

"Old Qi, no, Master Qi, you can find a place to rest for a while..."

Compared with Li Eryi's embarrassment, this one in front of him is different, even though he is only wearing unlined clothes and barefoot, his face doesn't change at all.

It seems that the cold wind and heavy snow do not exist at all.

"As a warrior, you should not be afraid of asceticism. With this amount of wind and snow, even a child of seven or eight years old can walk barefoot, herd, and hunt..."

The young man named Lao Qi walked barefoot without urging his true strength, and felt the biting chill firsthand. Hearing this, he just shook his head:
"Your foundation is poor, but it's nothing, but your character is too bad, but it's too difficult to cultivate..."

"..."

Li Eryi was numb.

He is a storyteller who can only change his blood two or three times after he is over sixty years old. Does he need to be cultivated?
do you need?

do you need? !
He wanted to grab the boy by the neck and ask a few words angrily, but when he thought about the terrifying scene of the monster slaughter in front of him in the mountain that day, he shuddered.

The Tai Sui monster, which was as huge as a mountain, was smashed into pieces in just two hits. That scene...

"You can meet me, this is the greatest fortune and destiny in your life. Maybe you are scolding me in your heart at the moment, but one day, you will miss me."

Lao Qi stretched out his hand, feeling the temperature of the wind and snow, but sighed a little:

"The wind and snow inside the pass are so heavy, what's the situation outside the pass? Perhaps, we can't wait for seven years..."

His mood swings seemed to be able to infect everything. Li Eryi, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt a great sadness filling his heart, and could hardly hold back his tears.

He suppressed himself, and still wept loudly:
"What are you doing?"

"That high mountain, I originally planned to spend ten years slowly climbing it... But the wind and snow and the Tai Sui are unlucky, unlucky..."

The young man named Lao Qi stopped slowly, he looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, and faintly, he could see the outline of a majestic city:

"Okay, make it up..."

　Oh, let's code...

　
(End of this chapter)