Chapter 134: The Emperor Nirvana has burned out all the blood, and the green mountains are still there [Please ask for monthly votes]

The clouds in the sky are misty, and purple thunder rolls among the clouds, as if the dragon hidden in it is spying on the earth.

There was a cold snow floating down from the evening clouds and landing on the tip of Anle's nose. It quickly melted. Anle raised her head and saw heavy snow falling from the sky.

It is rare to see snow in the south, only in the deep winter can we see snow falling.

However, in the north, heavy snow is very common and common. The snow scene is beautiful, but for many people, heavy snow means separation from life and death.

Wan Jieliu stood quietly beside Anle, and the Nine Realms Qi was wrapped in Anle and maintaining his safety.

In fact, Wan Jieliu's eyes were also complicated, watching the thunder that turned into a ray of thunder between the world, and rushed fearlessly towards Zhao Huangting, who was magnificent city that was lying across the Middle Earth and absorbed the dragon veins.

A hint of admiration finally surged in my heart.

As a child who has been snot behind Su Muzhe's butt since childhood, his admiration for his senior sister Su Muzhe will last forever. However, one day, he respects and wants to spend his whole life with his senior sister, who has traveled to the world, and brought him a tour guide after traveling to the world.

A young man with air flowing in the flow returns.

Wan Jieliu's young mind suffered an unprecedented impact, as if a sword pierced into his heart.

From that day on, Wan Jieliu had never had a good face to Zhao Huangting.

When he knew that Zhao Huangting was still not sure about the saint of the demon clan, he wanted to draw his sword and stab Zhao Huangting with thousands of swords.

Wan Jieliu has always looked down on Zhao Huangting, but today, his ideas have slightly changed. It is possible for the senior sister to devote her whole life. Zhao Huangting still has some skills and praiseworthy aspects.

At least, at the last moment of life, you can ignite the fire of Nirvana, step into the north with great pain, rush towards the heroic city, and fight to the death with Emperor Yuanmeng.

He Wan Jieliu didn't have this courage.

Because there isn't, I admire it.

Anle and Wanjie Liu were watching quietly.

Not just them.

The thunder transformed into the world, and carried the thunder and crashed into the majestic city with a bold statement, saying, "Emperor Yuan, can you dare to fight?"

This scene was naturally spyed by many top practitioners on earth.

Perhaps, too many people had known this battle, so they were waiting for this battle.

Lin'an Prefecture, in the imperial city.

The Emperor of the Zhao family, who was dressed in a golden dragon robe, stepped into the highest point of Tianxuan Palace with a majestic weapon, and sat upright on the throne symbolizing the gathering of power of the Great Zhao. His eyes were deep, as if he looked through the void and only looked at the north.

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The Wenyuan covers the Wenqu Monument in the stele.

The second master Pang Ji stood with his hands behind his back, and the forest behind him was slowly in the breeze, causing the sound of waves in the vast sea.

The sixth mountain of the holy mountain, the clouds and rain are shattered and spilled.

There is a swordsman in the red dust carrying a red dust sword box, holding his hands in his chest, his face cold and sad. There are three thousand red dust swords hidden in the box, and the swords are crying in tears.

Ancient temples are hidden in deep mountains, and time is overwhelming.

In Lanke Temple, one of the three Buddhist temples, there are horses neighing in the mysterious yellow walls.

A garment of clothes, Mr. Lin Si, who was feeding hay for the dark horse, leaned against the stable with a hatchet on his waist, looked at the sky with clouds and rain, and sighed softly.

In Ganye Temple.

Master Suzhu sensed that the heart sword he had divided into collapsed into countless sword energy, and a sigh appeared on his beautiful face.

The soul leaps, one strong man after another, the soul rose to the sky thousands of feet high, sensing the about to explode in the heroic city in the north...

The strongest battle in the world.

It can indeed be called the strongest battle in the world. Even if it is just as brilliant as fireworks, it is still gorgeous.

Zhao Huangting drew out the Heart Sword, and the fire of Nirvana burned, allowing his state to return to full height. Even because of his insight, Zhao Huangting took a half step and entered the Nirvana realm of the ten realms.

This can be called a rare battle of ten realms on earth.

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The Yuan and Mengdu was the capital of the capital after the Yuan and Meng occupied the land of Middle-earth.

The city wall is hundreds of feet high, as majestic as a mountain, and just looking at it gives people a huge sense of oppression.

Even great practitioners who have passed the sixth realm will involuntarily feel oppressed when facing this majestic city, and it is difficult for them to fully exert their cultivation.

Of course, the purpose of building such a majestic city is naturally not just to impose oppression on the practitioners, but because the city's majestic walls are engraved with formation patterns.

This formation was obtained from the Lianhua Temple after Emperor Yuanmeng walked through Lianhua Temple. It was engraved on the wall of the entire city. Once activated, it was like a giant Buddha coming to the dust, and it was more oppressive.

very.

When Zhao Huangting ignited the fire of Nirvana and rushed towards Yuanmeng Dadu.

Above the city wall, three burly figures staring at them.

"Chao the fire of Nirvana and realize the splendor of the last moment of life."

"The fire of Nirvana of ordinary people will only restore their cultivation to its peak, but this person's current state seems to have allowed him to break the ultimate shackles and step into the rare Double Ten Realm in the world."

"Even if it's just a moment, it's enough to splendor the world."

As royal families of the Yuanmeng Empire, the three of them looked at each other and stepped out one after another. Their qi and blood immediately came as if they were moving mountains and seas, and they turned into three extremely terrifying ferocious blood beasts, colliding with Zhao Huangting's sword energy and thunder sea.

Together!

The fire of Nirvana swept across, like a roaring dragon.

Above the city wall, the great formation of the soul was stimulated by three powerful beings, and a big Buddha appeared, wrapped in blood mist, colliding with the ocean of sword energy.

However, the giant Buddha was cut open a crack before the sword energy that took the lead.

The figure burning with flames all over his body jumped up to the city wall, and a dazzling silver sword weapon vented the sword energy like a silver dragon. It was a first-grade sword weapon shooting bullfight.

The first-grade sword weapon in the hands of the tenth realm is different from the first-grade sword weapon in the hands of the sixth realm.

Zhao Huangting cut off the Buddha in this way, forcing the three Yuanmeng royal families to retreat, and stood on the tower of the capital.

In the city of great power.

The mind and blood were intertwined, and many strong men stared at the great and romantic sword immortal who had climbed the city in shock and anger.

The city tower of the capital of the Yuanmeng Empire has never been trampled on like this!

However, facing Zhao Huangting at this moment, many powerful Yuan Meng could only be furious.

Even the three powerful royal families were defeated, and they could only watch Zhao Huangting climb the tower and step on the most proud city tower of the Yuanmeng Empire. What can these ordinary practitioners do?

The fire of Nirvana was wrapped with sword energy like a river and sea, covering half of the city, gradually covering the entire city.

Zhao Huangting jumped into it, holding the bull-shooting battle slanted, and the sword energy rushed to the sky.

He waited for this battle for five hundred years.

Today, he finally has no regrets.

The only deficiency is that the sword he holds is not Qingshan, not that he does not want to hold Qingshan, but that Zhao Huangting feels that Qingshan sword weapon is the sword he is not qualified to hold now.

It was a good thing when I didn't know it, but when I knew the truth, Zhao Huangting, who was flowing in his body and handed over the blood of the Great Zhao royal family who gave up Middle Earth to the alien race, held a faceless sword.

Zhao Huangting was frowning in plain clothes, and his frosty hair gradually turned into black. His long eyebrows also turned into black eyebrows, surging in the fire of Nirvana!

He gently raised his sword and handed it out. Countless sword energy gathered in front of him and turned into an extremely huge sword hanging over the sky of the capital.

Put it lightly.

The giant sword slashed down at the capital.

However, the giant sword fell several feet apart and was blocked by a burly figure. The burly figure gently raised his hand and pinched the giant sword.

As soon as the figure appeared, it seemed like a moment, and became the focus of the entire world.

Emperor Yuanmeng!

In the capital, the practitioners of the Yuanmeng Empire all showed excitement, as if they were trapped in carnival, and the cheers were noisy as if they were overturned by mountains and seas.

The figure grabbed the giant sword with one hand, slowly rose, gradually rising through the air, overlooking Zhao Huangting, who was standing on the city tower and lingering in the fire of Nirvana.

"Gu Zhi you, five hundred years ago, you waved your sword at Gu."

"Your sword, I remember it."

Emperor Yuanmeng looked at Zhao Huangting and said lightly, his voice was like a bell, exploding inside and outside the city.

The snow falling in the sky seemed to be shattered in words.

The world became quiet for a moment.

In the Yuanmeng Metropolitan capital, the fanatical Yuanmeng people stared at the emperor who seemed as brilliant as the sun in the sky.

The powerful Yuanmeng did not mean to continue intervening. Since Your Majesty has come out, it means that this battle will be about to have a result.

"The sword today is not that sword."
To be continued...