Above the vast snowy field, Black Mountain lies like a giant dragon.

The north and south are widened, as if boundless, and the mountains stand like forests, thousands of feet apart, even thousands of feet apart.

Compared with Liuji Mountains crossing the border of the Three Kingdoms, it naturally looks small, but on this grassland, it is also one of the most majestic.

Huh ~

At a moment, the seven killings palace, which was built with ice, snow, clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, suddenly shook.

Boom!

It was like a thunderbolt flashing through the clear sky, and huge sound waves echoed among the mountains, causing icebergs to collapse, snow and waves.

"Um?!"

Outside the temple, there were caves and wooden houses, and people woke up from their own meditation. They looked at the dark palace, and their eyes flashed with horror and surprise.

"Seventh Master?"

Someone flicked forward, but before he could get close, he was pushed away by a powerful wave of air:

"roll!"

The low voice echoed, causing the hearts of the warriors who were stumbled on the mountain.

Not Master Qi...

"Sixth Master?"

The old man who came up to him shook his face and hurriedly stepped back.

Buzz!

In the dull palace, there seemed to be a ghost fire trembling. At one moment, the ground cracked, and a transparent ice coffin was pushed up by an invisible airflow.

Click!

The ice coffin shattered, and the old demon sitting inside suddenly opened his eyes, his long black hair moved in one go, and a cold flashed in his red eyes.

"call!"

He took a deep breath, but the energy he could perceive was flowing out of the void and sucked into his body.

"Tai Sui, Northwest Dao, Zhenyan Laodao..."

It seemed that many scenes flashed in front of his eyes, from going down the mountain to his death...

He saw the huge Tai Sui monster as big as a mountain, and also saw the Northwest Road under the wind and snow. He also felt the rebellious skill that directly broke his harmonious state.

I also saw that page of the book...

"The life and death book is broken..."

As he muttered to himself, the coldness in his eyes became even heavier:

"Yang Zhuo?"

As if he was puzzled and puzzled, the old demon who broke out of the coffin digested the energy of another soul shattered. Gradually, his breath continued to rise from the trough.

Until it caused the huge palace and the giant mountains beneath it to shake.

"No, no..."

He talked to himself several times, and suddenly his palm exerted force. With a sudden press, the crack on the ground was even bigger, and the cave covered with ice and snow could be seen under it.

Bang!

He opened his five fingers, and a compass in the ice cave jumped out. In the flash of a faint red light, the shadows of ice coffins flashed away in the darkness.

"Dingyun Sinan..."

The old demon exerted his five fingers, and the surging true energy instantly poured in.

The red tide surged in the dark palace. If someone was here, he could see the waves flowing in the eyes of the old demon, as if he was deducing something.

Bang!

Not long after, a roar spread and the hall almost cracked. The huge sound waves spread, causing avalanches in the mountains.

"Half of the foot is not in the will of heaven? Variables? Or does it come from outside the domain?"

The old demon looked tired and murmured to himself.

"Sixth Master? Seventh Master?"

In the darkness, an old man stood with a knife and spoke at this time.

“Destroyed.”

The old demon calmed down and his face was as calm as water.

"What?"

Even though it was expected, the fifth white eyebrows were still a little scary:

"All the heroes outside the border have left the customs. Zhang Xuanba actually dares to take action?"

"It's not him..."

The old demon replied calmly, and there was no sign of joy or anger.

This battle was a shame to him.

In fact, at this time, he also vaguely noticed something. The difference in luck he went down the mountain this time was simply outrageous.

When Tai Sui was born, the old Taoist Zhenyan also came to find him to work hard, especially the latter. If it weren't for the old Taoist's efforts to hurt him, he wouldn't have stayed outside the northwest city for so long...

This made him suspect that it was the Ming Dynasty's end of its energy and was fighting back on him wildly.

Otherwise, this makes no sense.

Seeing that his face was as deep as water, the fifth white eyebrows were trembling, but he did not dare to mention this matter again. Instead, he asked about his previous self-talk:

"Sixth Master, you mentioned outside the domain before, but the tide has not arrived and the sky and sea have not recovered. Can anyone cross the 'domain gate'?"

"At this time of great change, it may not be impossible..."

After pondering for a moment, the old demon's brows stretched:

"If this is true, I'm afraid it's a sign that the sky is about to change. No wonder the aura is so strong, so it's like this, so it's like this..."

The changes in the sky are naturally no secret for him.

But no one knows when the Tianbian will come, because as early as the first life when he received the alien treasure "Eighth Life Fighting Immortals", the Tianbian had already been in full swing.

In fact, there are too many people in this world waiting for changes in the sky, but he will not put his future ahead of such uncertain changes.

Therefore, he invited Zhang Xuanba to fight and took the opportunity to go down the mountain to find his "eighth generation"...

"How does this person deal with it?"

The fifth white eyebrows were a little afraid.

He naturally knew how powerful his master was. Even if he did not have the seven bodies in one, he was still the most powerful figure in the world. He actually fell...

"This man holds an extremely powerful treasure in his hand. There is no need to touch him for the time being. He will not be alive for a long time..."

The old demon gently pinched the compass and sighed:

"I originally wanted to get his luck first, but I expected that the old Taoist of the Truth to seek death..."

Shocked, angry, murderous intent, but unfortunately, all kinds of emotions surged in his heart.

"I just hope he will collect all 'Killing Polang' one day earlier..."

This thought changed into his mind, and he seemed to have some awareness and looked up.

"This is……"

His gaze penetrated the layers of clouds and mist and fell among the mountains. In a vague way, he noticed a stream of about to rise.

"The emperor's aura!"

...

...

Wanlong Dao, Shendu.

when!

when!

when!

The cabinet bell echoed in the imperial city.

In the library of Da Nei, Xu Jing did not sleep all night. Hearing the bell, he couldn't help but yawn and pushed away the scriptures covered by his body.

"What do you want to do if that old guy?"

After combed the instrument a little, looking at the handsome middle-aged man with a long beard in the bronze mirror, Xu Jing nodded slightly, and frowned in his heart.

As the Minister of War, he was naturally qualified to follow Emperor Qianheng to personally lead the army, but he was really not interested in it.
To be continued...