The Prodigies War

The forbidden path is in the sky.

Strange and unknown disasters turn into torrents and sweep through them like hurricanes. The terrible breath can easily tear up any imperial figure.

The extradition Taoist altar moves horizontally and releases obscure immortal forces, which are dissolved and offset one by one, but the speed becomes slow.

Lintian looked up.

The forbidden sky curtain is regarded as a forbidden area in the cosmic plane. Even immortal figures dare not step into it easily.

When he was really in it, Lin xuncai deeply realized the horror of the forbidden sky. Even with the power of extraditing the Taoist altar, it was thrilling to look at it from a distance.

Other people standing on the altar of extradition are also watching, looking different.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Suddenly, an old man with gray hair in the emperor's ancestral realm opened his mouth and attracted everyone's attention.

He smiled and said, "I have a proposal. Since we are destined to enter the earth and earth world together, how about forming an alliance? As far as I know, in the past years, every group of fellow Chinese who went to Daqian war area did so."

As soon as this remark came out, many people's eyes became bright.

In the thousands of war areas, there are dangerous and unpredictable, killing opportunities everywhere. On the road to the eternal real world, I don't know how many imperial bones are buried.

If you can walk together, it is better than acting separately.

But others looked cold and indifferent.

Like Fang XuanZhen and his party, the man with long robes and sword, and some other top figures, they turned a blind eye to it.

Some people even sneered: "in the thousands of war areas, there are many things that kill each other in order to fight for passage. What about alliance? After all, people are not united. They are wary of each other and alert to each other. Once they encounter thorny things, they will fall apart, which is no different from the mob."

This remark was recognized by many people.

These people come from different cosmic worlds. Each of them has the power to cover the sky and the earth. In their respective worlds, they seem to exist like giants.

And the more they go through the ups and downs of the world and hold the power of the world, the less likely they will act together.

"It's OK to form an alliance, but it's only limited to some small things. If you really encounter life and death or intractable things, you can help if you can."

Suddenly, Ning Daozhi chuckled. The great emperor from the mysterious world of Dongting was handsome and calm.

As soon as he opened his mouth, many people were moved.

The old man of emperor Zujing who initially put forward the proposal immediately smiled and said, "what Taoist friends said is very true. Well, if you are willing to form an alliance and act together, just show your attitude."

Immediately, most of the imperial figures who had never set foot on the top level promised to form an alliance.

Moreover, it seems that the old man and Ning Dao should lead the horse.

This is also an act of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages and keeping warm. Those imperial figures know that the alliance will only be beneficial to their existence, not much harm.

Gradually, as more and more imperial figures expressed their willingness to form an alliance, the situation at the scene became a little subtle.

The allies have become a big camp.

Those who are not aligned form a small group.

For example, Fang XuanZhen, the man with a long robe and a sword, Xing Mu Tian, Kuan Ru Di, Xuan Xing Jue Di and other Jue top figures all followed a group of imperial figures, forming one force after another.

Only Lintian and Yunliu, the monk from xiaoleiyin temple in the big Leiyin world, stood alone all the time, which seemed a little different.

"Friends, why don't you act with me?"

Ning Dao sent out an invitation with a smile.

He and other top figures naturally know that if Yunliu can be pulled into the camp, it will be enough to improve the strength of the alliance by a large margin.

Yunliu's figure was thin, dressed in a monk's robe and wearing sandals, like a rock. At this time, he thought, shook his head and said, "I'm used to walking alone."

This is tantamount to a refusal.

This has disappointed many allies.

Ning Daozhi was not discouraged. He smiled and said, "anyway, whenever Taoist friends are interested in joining us, we are always welcome."

Then he looked at Lintian and said, "Taoist friend, would you like to join us?"

Lintian shook his head, "sorry, I'm used to being alone."

Ning Dao smiled and couldn't see his inner emotion. He said, "it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

At this time, someone suddenly snorted coldly and said, "for many years, it's hard to get out of such a dilapidated place as the ancient path in the starry sky, but you have to go your own way. It's a pity if you encounter anything unexpected in the Daqian battle area."

Lintian looked up and saw that the speaker was an emperor and ancestor who participated in the alliance. His face looked like a young man, but it was obviously an old monster.

He seemed quite unhappy that Lintian refused Ning Daozhi.

In fact, there is more or less the same unhappiness among other people's faces.

Lintian was surprised. When Yunliu refused, these guys were just disappointed and didn't dare to express any unhappiness at all.

But when it's their turn, they all look like this. From the difference, we can see that they don't respect themselves as much as Yunliu.

"Is it because I come from the ancient path of stars and my reputation is not as prominent as Yunliu?" Lintian felt that it should be so.

After a little thought, he pointed to Fang XuanZhen and said to the emperor like a young man:

"After arriving at the Daqian war area, my friend Fang XuanZhen and I are likely to become enemies. If you are not afraid of catching fire, I am willing to form an alliance with you."

Everyone was stunned and their faces changed slightly.

Before that, the emperor who ridiculed Lintian also shut up and looked a little unnatural.

None of them dare to underestimate Fang XuanZhen's power!

Even Ning Daozhi was stunned and silent.

Fang XuanZhen couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and looked at Lintian calmly, "whether you are an enemy is only in your mind. Now you haven't reached the thousands of war areas. You still have the chance to change your mind."

As soon as this remark was made, it was tantamount to fulfilling Lin xungangcai's words, which made the faces of the aligned emperors more and more unnatural.

Lintian smiled and said nothing more.

"You come from the ancient path of stars?"

Suddenly, the man with a sword in his robe opened his mouth. His eyes were like stabbing lightning, which was very frightening. His voice was low and showed the dignity of forcing people.

Lintian looked at the boundless, misty and soft, and then said, "that's good."

The man with a sword in his robe said, "I heard that a great emperor named Lin Daoyuan appeared on the ancient XingKong Road, but you?"

"Young master, it's not him. I've seen Lin Daoyuan. He's overbearing and arrogant. He's not alone with this Taoist friend."

Before Lintian could speak, the misty rain was soft and whispered.

Pop!

Beside the man with the sword in his robe, an old woman, who looked like a candle in the old age, raised her hand, smoked smoke and rain, gave a soft slap, and shouted in a cold voice:

"When the young master is talking, how can you have room for a little bitch to interrupt? I don't know the etiquette anymore. Be careful I'll waste you!"

The misty rain softened the beautiful white face, showing red and swollen palm prints, bleeding lips and fluffy hair.

This slap is obvious.

Lintian's black eyes narrowed. He could not guess why Yan Yurou did this. It was said that they had been hostile to each other in those years.

But I saw the misty rain soft, lowered my head and eyes, trembled all over, and said in fear: "mother-in-law, calm down, I won't dare again in the future."

"Hum, uncivilized thing! If the young Lord hadn't cherished your talent and bones, I would have killed you!" The old woman said angrily.

This scene made everyone nearby awe stricken.

In their eyes, yanyurou is a triple existence of an imperial realm, and its appearance, demeanor and charm are extremely outstanding.

But just an old woman beside the man with a sword in a robe dared to treat her like a slave!

"Why, you dare not even admit who you are?"

The man with the sword in the robe didn't seem to care about these little things at all. His eyes only stared at Lintian, with an aggressive smell.

Lintian smiled, but without emotion, "what are you, dare you talk to me like this?"

Before, yanyurou was obviously trying to help herself, but she was slapped in the face and humiliated because of one sentence.

Lintian was so angry that he would not be polite.

WOW!

As soon as he said this, the whole audience was restless and couldn't help but be in an uproar, showing an unbelievable color.

"Ha, it's interesting. You don't even know Wen Shaoheng, the 'Emperor of the sword' from the Immortal Emperor's literary family and one of the 'five unique emperors' of the literary family. It's interesting. It's very interesting."

Fang XuanZhen, who was already hostile to Lintian, laughed first, with a strong sneer.

Everyone around him also laughed.

Wenjia!

Wen Shaoheng!

Lintian suddenly realized why emperor Yunyuan was so enthusiastic when the man with long robe and sword appeared.

It turns out that the other party is an Immortal Emperor writer from the eternal real world!

Wen, Heng, Peng, he.

These four immortal imperial families have taken turns to control the extradition city outside the dikun boundary since ancient times, and their details are naturally extraordinary and comparable.

No wonder, people like Fang XuanZhen, Yunliu and Ning Daozhi will show dignified fear when they see Wen Shaoheng at the first sight.

At this time, the audience was agitated, and they were surprised. No doubt they thought that Lintian's words were tantamount to offending Wen Shaoheng at once!

Sure enough, Wen Shaoheng's face sank slightly, and the cold awn surged in his eyes.

"Die!"

The old woman was more eager to protect the Lord. She stood up first and stared at Lintian coldly, "now, you'd better kneel down and apologize to my young Lord, otherwise, Daqian battle area is your place to bury your bones!"

In a word, it makes the field become dead and depressed.

Everyone knows that if a man of letters dares to say so, he dares to do so!

But Lintian looked at the gloomy old woman and said calmly:

"Old man, you should be glad that you are under the forbidden sky, otherwise, with this sentence, you are dead."