"boom--"

A loud noise came from afar, followed by a violent shock from the earth. This sword mostly came from the shadow of death forest. One sword shook the roots of the Beiyue Mountain, which was equivalent to a sword hitting the country's mountains and rivers ban. Fortunately, the Beiyue Mountain was stable, and it was not something Linhai could solve with one or two swords.

"Dry!"

A Fei suddenly turned around and looked at Beifang: "Then the fight started? It hasn't started yet..."

"Maybe it was the CG before the version?" Qing Deng said.

"I don't know very well."

I shook my head: "There are all, and I will be ready to teleport immediately after stopping. We will arrive at the battlefield of Mount Li in advance."

"Um!"

...

Lin Xi rode his horse, and I grabbed Shen Mingxuan and Gu Ruyi's wrists with one hand, pulled them to squeeze through the crowd, and went directly from the teleportation array to Mount Li. With a ray of white light blooming, everyone was in the imperial camp south of Mount Li, dozens of teleportation arrays kept flashing, and countless players teleported to them in intensively.

"Lin Xi, you can take you through the valley and arrive at the northern battlefield of Mount Li. I'll go over and take a look first."

"Um."

I jumped up and turned into a ray of rainbow light and rushed to the top of Mount Li. The moment I arrived, I felt a series of sharp edges. I saw three gray-white sword lights coming from the sky from the north, full of chaos, which was from the swordsman Fertuna, the female sword demon.

"Zhenyang Gong, keep it steady."

A familiar voice sounded in his ear, and then a figure that was not heard from the West Mountains appeared on Mount Li. Behind him was the rich atmosphere of the West Mountains, like a god descending to earth. He raised his hand and pulled out the white jade sword from the female official holding the sword. He looked towards the north with three swords. The sword light left with a strong mountain atmosphere, colliding heavily with Fertuna's three swords, and turned into sword energy fragments.

"See King Xiaoyao!"

After blocking the opponent's attack, the two mountain masters saluted me. Immediately afterwards, Nanyue Mu Tiancheng and Dongyue Yiping's figures also appeared in one go. The battle was about to come, and the four mountains were all here, and they were about to join hands to resist the alien demons together.

"It's time for the final battle."

I looked at the four mountain masters and smiled and said, "Please do your best to guard the country's gates."

Yi Ping smiled and said, "The King of Xiaoyao has personally led the army to defend the country's gates as the emperor. How can we mountain lords not work hard?"

“Unlucky.”

I stretched out a finger and smiled and said, "Everyone must save his life if he has no choice. Only when you live can the country be stable. Is that true?"

The wind nodded with a smile.

At this time, Beiyue Guan Yang held a sword in his hand, stared at the north, and smiled coldly, "Lin Hai, don't hide your thrones, come out, right? Anyway, it's just for this decisive battle."

"oh?"

In the distance, a towering figure appeared above the forest land of the pioneering forest. It was the shadow of death in the forest holding a gray-white sword blade. His body slowly rose, and under his feet was a throne with a majestic aura of death and a fortune that was filled with the fortune of heaven. The highest throne in the northern region, the throne was extremely oppressive. Not far away, the imperial soldiers guarding Mount Li were just looking at the throne and immediately bowed their heads, otherwise their hearts might be crushed by the surging aura of death.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third thrones rose slowly over the forest sea surrounded by chaos. On the thrones were the female sword demon Philtuna and the ancient war god Charles. Then, another throne rose from the chaos. Fan Yi, Sura, Landro, Situ Xue, Donghai Fangzhu, and the sword-caster Han Ying. The remaining six thrones also appeared one by one. The entire northern sky was almost shrouded by death, which made the northern mountain of Mount Li feel like black clouds were crushing the city and was about to destroy it.

...

"Um?"

Lin Hai sat on the throne covered with skulls, raised his lips lightly and said with a smile: "Guanyang, Lishan, what did you say just now? If I heard it correctly, are you calling me?"

Veteran Guan Yang frowned, and the sword in his hand kept radiating the mountainous atmosphere of the Northern Mountains, with a very stable momentum.

“Hahahaha~~~~~”

Fan Yi slapped the paper fan in his hand, stood on a throne quite far ahead, and smiled and said, "I don't know, I thought Mr. Guan Yang was a mountain king on earth ascension. Tsk tsk, this tone almost made me forget how Mr. Guan Yang was randomly controlled by the kings of the Northern Region when he was alive, hahahahaha~~~"

I frowned and stood in front of the four mountain lords. The aura of the true dragon flowed all over my body. The national fortune of a country was condensed and said lightly: "Fan Yi, don't be disgusting here!"

“Oh oh oh ~~~”

Fan Yi laughed: "I almost forgot that Lord Lin Hai and Lord Fertuna all set out their swords. Lord Charles is not a sword cultivator. Then it will be my turn to Fan Yi to draw his sword. Tsk tsk, come on, eat my Wendao sword from Fan Yi!"

As he said that, he put one hand on his hips and raised the other hand high towards the sky, shouting with an exaggerated look: "Sword———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

“…”

There was silence all over the place, until a few seconds later a sword light flew from the north and turned into a double-beaded sword and appeared in Fan Yi's hand. He rubbed the two heads that had been refined into smaller sizes in the sword body, and smiled with a smile on his lips: "Hey, Baiyi, my little sister, I, Fan Yi, can only yearn for your feelings for the harmony between Qin and Se. Fortunately, I can't keep you, at least I have kept your head and accompany you. This sword should be regarded as a gift from me, Fan Yi, to you!"

"Swish!"

A sword swept down the air, and the momentum did not allow the former in any way.

"snort!"

The wind did not hear a step forward, stepped on the ground with one foot, and with a "peng" sound, a mountainous atmosphere of thousands of feet above the earth in front of him appeared. After being shattered by Fan Yi's sword for dozens of levels, Fan Yi's sword was suppressed.

"Tsk tsk, I am worthy of being the real master."

Fan Yi stood on the throne with his double-beaded sword and smiled and said, "After the wind is as good as the head of Wutoushan Lord, my cultivation has indeed skyrocketed. If I had known this, Fan Yi, I, also cut my head with one sword. Maybe now I, a sword cultivator in Ascension Realm, can even wrestle the wrists with Lord Fertuna."

The female sword demon stood proudly on the throne, frowned slightly, and ignored Fan Yi's words.

I frowned, stepped forward and said, "Fan Yi, you can attack the mountain. Can you shut up for a moment?"

As I said that, I looked in the direction of Lin Hai and said, "Lin Hai, Shadow of Death, do you let Fan Yi be so disgusting? Do you know how disgusting Fan Yi is as a disciple of Wendao?"

With clouds and mist surrounding Lin Hai frowned, holding the mysterious immortal sword in his hand, and was filled with a transcendent sword aura, and said, "Actually, when I recruited him, I didn't expect him to be so disgusting."

I can only have a black thread.

Feng Buwen was also a little stunned and didn't want to talk. In this moment, the strange demons and the peak figures of the human race reached a tacit understanding, and they all felt that Fan Yi's throne was really disgusting.

...

"Get out the sword!"

As the sea of ​​clouds rose, Lin Hai raised the Immortal Sword again and said with a smile: "How about we wait for the nine thrones to set off our sword together?"

"Can!"

Firtuna smiled slightly: "I am happy!"

Sula also pulled out the flame sword, and the flames lingered around the sword, and said with a smile: "Then let's set out the sword together."

Fan Yi raised his double-beaded sword: "I'm the one."

Charles swung the golden warhammer and smiled: "I don't need a sword, I can only use a hammer."

The sword-caster Han Ying raised his hand, and wisps of sword light condensed behind him, and said with a smile: "I wonder how many swords Lord Lin Hai said that he was going to use to draw a sword?"

Lin Hai glanced at him: "As for you!"

Although Landro, Situ Xue, the Donghai Pavilion Master, the three thrones did not speak, they all had their own weapons. For a moment, the aura of the nine thrones rising from the forest in the distance suddenly rose, forming an unimaginable crushing momentum.

...

"Can you stop it?" I turned around and looked at the four mountain masters.

Mu Tiancheng smiled slightly: "You can give it a try."

Guan Yang carried the sword and said, "I have no regrets even if I die!"

Yiping smiled and said, "I am willing to fight with all my might!"

Only Feng Buwen held the white jade sword in his hand, with a calm face, and said with a smile: "King Xiaoyao tried his best to forge the Four Mountains, so he should have some confidence in the Four Mountains... Don't forget that this time, the Nine Thrones came to our territory to ask about the sword, instead of going to the Heroic Spirit Sea to ask about the sword. The strength of the two is incomparable. Instead of worrying about success or failure, Xiaoyao would... lend us the national fortune and let our four Mountains fight with all their strength."

"Can."

I smiled and nodded, then stomped on the ground gently, and the rich golden fortune of the country poured into the earth, and then spread like golden vines, swelling into the golden bodies of the four mountain kings, causing their aura to suddenly surge. This is not only the spiritual energy of a country's mountains and rivers to fight against the alien demons, but also the aura of an emperor and the protection of a country's fortune!

"Chichi ~~~"

In the distance, strands of transcendent sword intent rose, and then the world was filled with disorderly sword energy. Lin Hai and Fertuna, the two Ascension Realm, split tens of thousands of sword energy to attack Mount Li in an instant. Fan Yi, the quasi-divine sword cultivator, was slightly inferior, and condensed nearly 7,000 sword energy to attack. Sula used her sword to blast out nearly 6,000 sword energy, which was even worse. Han Ying was only about 3,000 sword energy. The throne rankings were different, and her strength was indeed very different. Among the dense sword light, Charles blasted out with a hammer and turned into a dazzling golden hammer light crushing towards Mount Li.

Landro roared lowly, and the demon sickle danced, causing countless blood-colored waves to roll in. Situ Xue played the jade flute, and a wisp of invisible murderous intent rushed to the mountains of the North Mountains. The owner of the Donghai Fang danced the green pole in his hand. With a gentle wave, countless giant wolf auras surged from the earth and rushed towards the foot of the mountains, with a great momentum of moving mountains and seas.

...

It is the first time that the nine thrones took action together!

"What are we waiting for?"

Feng Buwen smiled gently, and suddenly stepped forward, leaned on the white jade sword on the ground with one hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Siyue Mountain Lord, fight against the enemy together, and the mountain gods, follow us to protect the country!"

The four great mountain kings burst into light, and the four mountains and mountains, the mountain gods above thousands of mountains manifested their true bodies one by one, and countless spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers gathered.

Such weather is unprecedented!
Chapter completed!