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Chapter 57

This picture detonates all worlds.

Hiss!

Whether it is a great power, or a saint, a celestial venerable, or a monk, at this moment, they can't help but have some expectations.

At the end of this story, what will happen.

A world in the snow.

Persimmon was stunned.

He shook his head: "Senior, this son never expected that I would be so bold in the future." "

The old sword god nodded approvingly: "Yes, your kid's guts, if it were on chasing girls, Jiang Xiaoya, and your confidante, would have already arrived." "

Actually, the old sword god thought a lot in his heart.

There are too many things that can be affected by the outcome of this battle.

The first is that if this son really wins.

Can you be the emperor, can you fly?

What about the girls who fell in love with him?

If it is defeated, what will be the situation in the Central Plains?

Gu Dao World.

Gu Zhenren thought carefully.

"This persimmon dares to arrange it like this, it must have a back hand."

"Leave to die and come back to life."

Finally, in the picture.

[In the autumn of the third year of Xiangfu, the Empress of Beimang made a desperate bet and asked the prince to lead the four Shiwan grassland cavalry to the south to reject the northern city. 】

[In this war, Beimang is bound to win, but Beicheng can't be lost if he refuses to be rejected, Beiliang doesn't agree, and the Central Plains doesn't agree. 】

[Outside the northern city, 400,000 northern mang iron cavalry pressed the border. 】

[Reject the head of the North City, under the banner of King Xu Zi, eighteen people, eighteen Central Plains martial arts masters, just like this, standing outside the Northwest Pass, standing in front of the 400,000 army of Beimang. 】

[Some of them are from Beiliang, some are from Southern Xinjiang, some are from Dongyue, some are remnants of Western Shu, and some are people from the rivers and lakes...]

[But they are all here, at this moment they are guarding the North City, in order not to let the Beimang army mess with the Central Plains. 】

[On this day, they are all invincible, they know death and are willing to die....]

[On this day, the eighteen grandmasters brazenly fought against the 400,000 army of Beimang....]

[On this day, eighteen martial arts masters died generously.....]

in the picture.

With the sound of persimmon begging for death.

The fierce battle has begun again.

The sword-eating ancestor was a person from the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago, and he was Lao Huang's master.

I have eaten a sword for a lifetime, and I have raised a sword qi for a lifetime!

Now in front of this formation, he said in a deep voice: "Old Sword God, you killed two thousand six enemies, Old Ancestor, I don't want to lose you." "

Two sword formations were taken out, and the sword qi of a hundred years was also spit out in three mouths.

"There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and you need to lower your eyebrows when you meet me."

On the fierce battlefield, the sword-eating ancestor went to his death.

Immediately after that, the half-step Confucian poet Cheng everyone, and the city to block the rain of arrows and trebuchets in the north and died.

During his lifetime, not a single arrow hit the northern wall.

In the end, the old man seemed to have a last wish: "May there be no more boundless poems and no more great poets in future generations." "

Who says that it is useless to be a scholar?

Nanshao boxing king, a lifetime of boxing.

Into the mountains to urge giant trees, into the water hammer rivers, this battle punches millions, never die.

Dongyue Sword Immortal, sword to see the rivers and lakes.

The mountains are high and the water is deep, and the sword is long, and he does not want to humiliate the sword in his hand for what he wants all his life.

The two worked together to stop Wan Cai.

In the end, one person's meridians were broken, his fists were erect, and one person sat cross-legged with his sword on his knees....

Both were killed in battle.

As the footage continues, one Grandmaster after another dies in battle.

Seeing this scene, many people were in tears.

After all, after watching the story for a long time, people will always substitute it.

Xiao Huohuo: "Your uncle, I Xiao Huohuo can't see the tragedy, you can show me this again, right?" "

Tang Haishen: "Boring, when will I be able to rank this god king!" The heroic posture of my two gods should be admired by all worlds. "

Old Demon Su: "Is this going to die?" How to solve this situation! "

Persimmon: "Ah...., this son can't stand it, what did I think at that time." "

One plane after another, one universe after another, and one great power was furious.

Really, don't let him know who it is.

Dare to do this, isn't this deceiving their tears.

Where's my knife?

in the picture.

The battle under the city of Denun continued to be held.

Eight of the eighteen grandmasters have died.

Five or six of the remaining grandmasters were crippled and completely lost their combat effectiveness.

Today, only a handful of people remain.

It seems that there is no solution to this situation.

How many people have returned to the ancient war?

Wherever there is a golden iron horse, it must be a place where corpses stand!

And Persimmon, who is the main owner, is fighting against Tuoba at the moment.

Tuoba received a gift from the heavenly immortals at this moment, and his cultivation soared.

This game seems to be even more dangerous.

But the persimmon also broke out: "Ah! Tuoba gave me death!! "

Seeing that the situation is not right, the immortals in the sky can't sit firmly on the Diaoyutai anymore, because they have pressed the treasure on Beimang's side.

One by one, the immortals walked out of the gate of heaven, wanting to go to the world to change the situation of the war and reverse the general trend.

At this critical juncture, Persimmon shouted!

"Mrs. Deng!"

This person didn't see him in the world, looked up at the sky, but saw a figure in the sky, and smiled heartily.

"Don't worry, you're the enemy."

"Now, I am outside the gates of heaven!"

On this day, the peach blossom sword god, one person and one sword guarded the gate of heaven.

The immortals in the sky fall like rain on the earth.

One after another.

However, the Peach Blossom Sword God said domineeringly: "Just ask the heavenly immortals, who dares to come to this world?" "

This battle, with the battle between Persimmon and Tuoba, gradually came to an end.

Eighteen grandmasters, dead and crippled, finally dragged down Beimang's 400,000 army.

And the Liuzhou battlefield was thus victorious.

The remaining remnants of the Beimang army, although they knew that the rejection of Beicheng would not be able to support their next round of attack.

But their lair was about to fall, so they had to retreat back to the rescue with fear and unwillingness.

[The Liang Mang War has finally come to an end]

[Bei Liang won the victory with difficulty after paying nearly all the iron horses, so that no one in the North dared to go south again. 】

[The infighting between the vassal kings of the Liyang Dynasty also came to fruition, and the new emperor ascended the throne. 】

[After the end of the war, Persimmon fulfilled his promise to his father and guarded Beiliang. 】

[And he can also let go of his responsibilities and live the life he wants...]

[Persimmon chose to retreat, so far the legendary Beiliang Mansion of the two generations of Beiliang Kings, the brave and combative Beiliang Iron Cavalry has finally become history. 】

[The rivers and lakes are old, how many things have happened throughout the ages, and they are all laughing and talking...]

Gu Dao World.

Great Love Immortal Venerable's face did not change.

"Is that really the case?"

"Although this Beiliang Shizi seems to have put himself in a crisis, he has taken every step of the way and turned the crisis into safety, but he has some means."

After a long time, a voice came.

"For a traverser, this river and lake did not disappoint."

A world in the snow.

Countless people stared at this scene, a little overwhelmed.

Immediately after, bursts of cheers rang out.

"Shizi, Shizi!"

I have to say that today's people have changed their views on persimmons.

The hearts of the people are condensed at this moment.

At this moment, if the prince wants to be the emperor, I am afraid that these people are also willing.

Emperor Liyang was puzzled: "In the end, Bei Liang didn't rebel!" "

Grandmasters: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect that we died like this, which is not bad." "

on a horse-drawn carriage.

Persimmon froze, and gradually the future coincided with him.

He seemed to understand why he would do that in the future. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

"I see, but the price is still too great."

"It's so big that this son can't afford it."

The old sword god nodded approvingly: "Yes, in the future, yours is sorry for many people." "

"However, it is your heart, your character, that determines the direction of the future."

"Humph! Emperor, you are not right, and you will not be promoted, and now you regret that there is still a chance." []

Persimmon's face became very serious.

The sudden exposure of this face had too much impact on him.

"Maybe I should think hard about whether I made the right decision."

It's just that Persimmon is staring at the sky at the moment: "Senior, the picture is not over yet." "

At this moment, they all looked over.

in the picture.

The end of the story.

Wen Busheng appeared.

He met a gentle and virtuous woman and a pair of lovely children.

He opened a tavern and became the shopkeeper, and he also saved a lot of Beiliang's green ant wine, waiting for his brother to drink it together.

Wen Busheng kept telling others about his brother's great achievements.

That hundred-year-old rivers and lakes, the green-shirted sword fairy, the invincible new cool king in the world....

Persimmon found the familiar face, the corners of his mouth curled, and he shouted loudly: "The shopkeeper surnamed Wen!" "

Wen Busheng, who was stunned, stood up straight, but his eyes were a little red, and he replied loudly: "Yes." "

"Is there any wine?"

"Yes!"

"Is there a wooden sword?"

"It's gone!"

"Is there any... Brothers?! "

"Yes, all the time!"

In the night, the two were drunk and unconscious.

Persimmon said that I don't know if it was drunk or dreaming, "Little Er, go to wine!" "

Wen Busheng was still the same, and whispered, "Alas! The guest wine is here! "

The picture of the canopy was finally played at this moment.

Immeasurable heavens.

Many people reminisce about this world.

From the beginning of the second little wine, to the last little two wine, everything is like a world away.

Supreme Treasure: "This picture is very warm! It's much better than the legendary world of Wukong, where all of them die in the end! "

Ye Hei: "Hmph! Count you as acquaintances! "

Li Hanyi: "Wonderful, wonderful, this is the rivers and lakes I want to see!" "

Old Demon Fang: "At this moment, when the big white is floating!" There is wine, there are brothers. "

And at the moment, there is another thing that has aroused the discussion of the heavens.

The desolate world.

The Tongtian Sect Master didn't even close the gate, found a futon, and sat down leisurely.

"Duobao, do you think it will be in our world next?"

Duobao's belief moved.

Naturally, he knew what his master thought.

Nowadays, so many worlds are played.

But about the desolate world, it is also the part of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

That's just history, and they don't know anything about the present and the future.

Thinking of this, Duobao nodded: "Don't worry, Master, there will always be a chance." "

"After all, we are a desolate world, but we are a top-level world!"

Douluo World.

Tang Haishen stood up excitedly.

"Is it over?"

"This time, it won't be the turn of this god king."

Xiao Wu encouraged on the side: "Don't worry, third brother, it will definitely be." "

Marvel World.

Kama Taj.

A place of almost paradise.

Dots of light floated in the air, lingering next to a figure.

These points of light are all magical elements, almost substantial.

At this time, Gu Yi seemed to notice something and slowly opened his eyes.

He wears a strangely shaped necklace around his neck, exuding an inexplicable aura.

"This canopy is so magical, it can predict the future of the worlds."

The Ancient One muttered to himself that he had seen the future with the eyes of Agamotto, but it was nowhere near as clear as it was on the light curtain.

He crossed his hands and formed a mysterious handprint, and then the necklace around his neck, which was strangely shaped like an eye, suddenly opened.

"Huh?"

The ancient one was surprised.

"Why can't I see any future..."

Martial arts world.

In a wooded area full of life.

A (good) Dao is dressed in cloth clothes, with a thin figure, while practicing boxing, staring at the sky.

"Is it over?"

"I don't know, will it be my turn."

"Hey, what do you think, how can someone like me be."

Sou!

Sou!!

Sou!!!