Chapter 860 - Chapter Sword God Glory, We Guard?

A huge floating island floats eerily above the sea. http://

The sea below slowly melts, its waves crashing against the reef, and the sound of the waves converging and soaring into the sky.

This floating island is so eerily still in the void, its clouds and mist surrounding it.

Countless strong smells loomed on the floating islands, and the cold wind rolled up the clouds, and its endless buildings loomed in the clouds.

A stone tablet that reaches straight into the sky stands on the floating island, and a terrifying sword intent is permeated on this stone tablet, and the third one is carved with three words: Fengzong Island!

Seal the island and seal the general trend of the world!

The area of this floating island is huge, and it is no less than several Luoxia cities in the distance.

And in the middle of the floating island, there is a platform that occupies nearly a third of the floating island. And on this platform, the much-anticipated Zongbi is underway.

On the Martial God Continent, all the sects with good strength are gathered here, and it can be said that all the elites on the Martial God Continent are gathered here.

Whether it is a first-class sect, a second-rate sect, or a third-rate sect, at least the sect that is not allowed to enter the stream has also received the sword order of the three major halls.

The results of Zongbi are not only about the face of the sect, but also related to the development of the sect decades later.

Hundreds of thousands of warriors gathered on Fengzong Island, and although these people tried their best to restrain their own scents, the inadvertent scents gathered together to form a terrifying trend.

The platform is divided into four parts, and its sect ratio is divided into four levels according to the real 20 of the sect, first-class sect ratio, second-rate sect ratio, third-rate sect ratio, and non-flow sect ratio.

Numerous steps surround the platform, which extend upwards, each with a large footprint, and stone tables and so on.

These steps are called the sect steps, and according to the actual distribution of the sect 20, the weak sect can only sit on the lowest step and go up in turn.

At the end of the steps, there are three small floating platforms, which represent the existence of the peak of the strength of the Martial God Continent, that is, the three major halls.

And with the four ancient clans, the real 20 can only be located below their first-class sects, between second-rate sects.

The sky is storming, and there is no snow flying above its floating island.

The entire floating island was like a dead silence, waiting, waiting for Zonbi's arrival.

Countless sect elites are suppressing the fighting intent in their hearts, and they are cultivating day and night, in order to win glory for the sect at this moment.

The long stairs and countless sects stand in a forest, and the higher they go, the more terrifying the coercion brought by the general trend becomes, and the further down they go, the less coercion they bring to the bottom.

On a certain step at the lowest point, five figures stood on it, and there were only five figures on the huge steps, compared to the dense layers of figures on the other steps, the figures on this step were undoubtedly extremely eye-catching.

A pitch-black stone tablet stands on the steps, and its three ancient characters are carved on it: Sword God Gate!

Who would have thought that the Sword God Gate, which had dominated two nebulae at the beginning, could now only be located at the lowest part of the steps.

The Sword God Sect, which used to control the Martial God Continent, now seems to have fallen into an inaccessible sect, and its prestige is still there, but its strength is not enough to match that prestige.

On the other steps, some of the masters of the sect all looked at the Sword God Gate below with deep meaning, and an inexplicable chill danced in their eyes.

Zongbi is an invisible battle, the loser gets the position of the protector of the country, and the winner not only defends his own control country, but also gets a new control country.

And today's Sword God Sect is undoubtedly a sheep that has entered the wolf pack for other sects, and everyone wants to go up and take a bite.

Thousands of eyes looked at those five figures, these people were all above the Soul Martial Realm, and the coercion in their eyes converged together, forming a general trend, directly pressing those five figures.

The five figures standing on the steps are Han Jian, Feng Ge, Liuye, Lu Press, and Depressed Five.

Bang bang! This general trend carried the power of heaven and earth, swept all over the world, and the suppression was pressed on the five people.

Bang bang! The five people in Han Jian retreated a few steps backwards with a stagger, and a touch of blush dripped down the corners of their mouths, and they couldn't resist in the face of this general trend that was like the power of heaven and earth.

As if a Mount Tai was pressing on their bodies, the five of them were under inexplicable pressure all the time.

Bang bang. The five of them took a few steps back again, and in the face of this coercion, if the five of them gave up resistance and sat down, then they would naturally be able to dissolve this terrifying coercion.

But they can't, they represent the Sword God Gate, and the backs of Han Jian and the others are like the spine of a sword, which cannot be bent.

"There are some glories that others have forgotten, but we still remember them, because they have gone deep into our souls, in our blood!"

"That era that belongs to the Sword God Gate, we have always remembered that although we have fallen, we do not forget the glory in our bones, the disciples of the Sword God Gate only kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel to parents, kneel to the teacher, kneel to the moon god, and do not kneel to others. ”

"We are carrying the mission of glory, and we will use our lives to protect these honors, not only the glory of the five peaks, but the glory of the Sword God Gate!"

Bang bang! The five figures took a few steps back again, and when they retreated, their scarlet blood dripped out, and the ground was scarlet, shocking.

Poof! A chuckle as melodious as a yellow warbler suddenly resounded in this silent hour.

The laughter was followed by a childish child's voice: "Master, are those five people from the Sword God Sect?"

"Isn't it recorded in the ancient books that the Sword God Gate used to be the glory of the Martial God Continent and once guarded the Martial God Continent, why, the Sword God Gate has become where it is today?"

After the child's voice fell, a deeper voice sounded: "Glory only belongs to the past, now that the Sword God Gate has fallen, it is the three major halls that protect the Martial God Continent!"

For a while, countless voices of discussion sprung up on the floating island, some of these people were reminiscing about the past Sword God Gate, some were regretting, some were sighing, and some were sneering.

A new era will inevitably take an old era, and the era of the Sword God Gate only belongs to the ancients, not the present.

"For them, glory belongs to the past, but for us, glory has always been glory, and glory, like a model, will never fade with time, but will become more precious!" Feng Ge whispered.

Regardless of whether others understand it or not, at least, Han Jian understands that this glory belongs to the glory of the disciples of the Sword God Sect.

His face was a little pale, Feng Ge clenched his teeth, raised his right foot, and stepped forward with a bang.

No matter the surrounding regrets are like the sea, and the ridicule is like the sky, we have been insisting on our own persistence.

Han Jian and the others also stepped forward, they were disciples of the Sword God Sect, and in the face of the doubts of the strong people in the mainland, they would bear it together, and they would be ashamed and brave together.

One day, we will also bloom the power that makes the world tremble, and we are convinced that the sword god sails, and only the sword god is the sword god.

This is the will of this sect, the will that is integrated into the soul of the disciples of the sect.

On the top of the steps where the Qinglong clan was standing, Qingjue's eyes narrowed slightly, with endless chill in his eyes, looking at the sects below.

Several members of the Green Dragon Clan took a few steps forward, and were about to speak out to stop the discussion below and dispel the general trend, but Qing Jue stopped the actions of these Green Dragon Clansmen.

"There are some things that they need to bear because they are disciples of the Sword God Sect!" Qing Jue whispered, anyone could hear it, he was suppressing the anger in his heart.

"People are a very strange thing, thousands of years ago, it was the disciples of the Sword God Sect who guarded this continent with the sword in their hands, and it was the Sword God Sect that exchanged their lives for thousands of years of stability!"

"But in the end, the people guarded by the ancestors of the Sword God are laughing at their juniors, this is a kind of sadness, a wordless sadness!" Qing Jue whispered, raised his head, and looked at another step with deep meaning.

On the top of the steps, clusters of purple flames danced in the air, and some middle-aged men in purple robes sat on them.

The middle-aged man at the head was like a dancing flame, unable to see through, the middle-aged man noticed Qingjue's gaze, opened his eyes, looked at Qingjue, and continued to close his eyes.

"Fire Emperor!" Qing Jue whispered, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, that middle-aged man is the patriarch of the Vermilion Bird Clan, the Fire Emperor!

The Vermilion Bird Fire pulsed around the Fire Emperor, and the Fire Emperor ignored the chatter below, and the smell was completely integrated into this world (to be continued). ！。