The next morning, the dawn tore through the darkness left by the night and sprinkled it between heaven and earth!

The tall lone peak stands in the sea of clouds, like a sword weapon that reaches into the sky, and the undulating forest sea embellishes it with a vibrant picture.

Standing on the top of the lonely peak, Ye Chen looked down at the sea of clouds surging below, his eyes revealing a look of contemplation.

Future squatted aside, looking at Ye Chen from time to time, holding a ball of mud in his hand, pinching it into a look like Ye Chen.

An Yang Hou and Hong Lei were suspended from the cliff, and below them was a bottomless abyss.

The piercing mountain peaks rolled out of the abyss, blowing and blowing the two of Anyang Hou, the two of them were drenched in cold sweat, and their eyes looked at Ye Chen with fear.

There was only the roar of the cold wind, until the sun rose and the morning glow filled the sky, when two sharp wind-breaking sounds sounded at the end of the sky.

Raising his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the end of the world and muttered softly, "It's here!"

Hearing this, Anyang Hou and Hong Lei raised their heads one after another, and their eyes fell on the end of the sky.

I saw that in the undulating sea of clouds, two brilliant sword lights broke through the sky, and the surging clouds around them retreated to both sides.

Seeing these two sword lights, An Yang Hou and Hong Lei's eyes changed, and their eyes showed a touch of solemnity, and on these two sword lights, they vaguely sensed an astonishing oppression.

The sword light became brighter and brighter, and in just a few breaths, these two sword lights reached the top of the lonely peak.

The sword light dissipated, and two figures appeared, an old woman and a middle-aged man.

Seeing these two figures, the future suddenly got up. exclaimed, "Grandma Bingyun, nameless uncle!"

In the future, he pulled his foot and crashed into the arms of Phantom Ice Cloud, burying himself in it.

Phantom Bingyun hugged the future, his face full of kindness, "Little Future is healthier than before!"

"Engong!" Wu Zhi held a blood-colored long attack, and made a sword salute at Ye Chen, and said respectfully.

An incomparably terrifying aura faintly permeated the nameless body. Ye Chen raised his eyes and glanced at Nameless, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "How is the injury?"

"Not healed. However, it would be easy to kill him!" Nameless turned around, and pointed his sword at An Yanghou coldly.

A piercing killing intent came, and An Yanghou gasped. Not afraid at all, he met the nameless gaze, and the void ripples diffused between the two.

It shows that although Shang is calm, Anyang Hou has a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, the aura fluctuations revealed by these two people in front of him are extremely terrifying, and they are extremely familiar to him, these two people are also strong people who have condensed the origin body.

"It's not difficult for the old body to kill that person, and if it's in its heyday, it's not difficult to kill the person next to him!" Phantom Ice Cloud gently patted the future on the back and chuckled.

Hear the words. Hong Lei's heart sank suddenly, and he looked at the phantom ice cloud with a solemn expression, and in this old figure, he sensed an extremely terrifying aura.

"Suowu Hell actually imprisoned such a strong person, damn it. Those people didn't report it!" An Yanghou's eyes flickered a little, and he gritted his teeth.

Hong Lei was silent, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, no wonder this prisoner could break through the million-strong army of Suowu Hell and kill him out of hell.

Standing with his hands in his hands, Ye Chen looked at the undulating clouds below. After a moment of silence, he said: "Phantom Ice Cloud, nameless, in the future, you will take this Nizi back to the base!"

Hearing this, the future suddenly raised his head, a layer of mist appeared in his beautiful eyes, and his expression was a little panicked: "Uncle Ye Zi doesn't want the future?"

"How could Uncle Ye Zi not want the future? Uncle said that he would take the future to see the most beautiful sunset in the world!" With tenderness in his eyes, Ye Chen turned around and touched the future head, and said softly: "Uncle Ye Zi is going to the capital of the Great Qiandi Emperor, there are many bad people there, if Uncle takes the future there, the uncle will be distracted, and he will have no time to take care of the future." ”

As soon as he heard this, Future immediately smiled and muttered, "Future thought that my uncle disliked me, but fortunately not!"

"After a while, uncle will go back to find the future, okay?" Ye Chen said softly, after getting along for so long, Ye Chen knew that the future girl was very dependent on him.

"Hmm!" Grabbing the corner of Ye Chen's clothes, the future nodded obediently, life in hell has made him mature far beyond his peers, knowing that if he goes to the imperial capital with him, it will definitely be a burden.

"Engong wants to go to the Great Qiandi Imperial Capital?" the nameless sword frowned slightly and asked softly.

Getting up, Ye Chen nodded and said, "There are some debts to be recovered, and by the way, I have to find someone!"

"I'll go with Engong!" The green tendon in his right hand, which was holding the blood-colored longbow, burst out, and he said in a nameless low voice, his tone extremely firm.

Looking at each other, Ye Chen pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Thank you for your kindness!" Nameless bowed slightly, his deep eyes swept up with monstrous killing intent, and a figure appeared in his heart, destroying Hou, after more than a hundred years, the untouchables who were regarded as ants by you came to collect debts.

"The future will be left to you to take care of!" Ye Chen looked at Phantom Ice Cloud and instructed again.

"Engong rest assured, the old body will definitely not let the future be hurt in the slightest!" Holding the hand of the future, Phantom Bingyun said firmly.

"Uncle Yezi, I'll wait for you to come back!" The eyes of the future always fell on Ye Chen, the words were still swaying in the wind, and the phantom ice cloud got up, holding the future, like a rainbow, and swept across the sky.

Seeing the departure of the phantom ice cloud, Ye Chen retracted his gaze, dragged the two Anyang Hou who were like dead dogs, stepped on the sea of clouds, and went straight to the capital of the Great Qiandi Emperor.

Nameless followed closely behind, the Changhong in his hand was filled with a faint blood light, extremely weird, and a breath of contempt permeated Nameless's body

The imperial capital of Daqian, singing and dancing every day, silk and bamboo are pleasant.

This thousand-year-old ancient capital is extremely prosperous, with patches of gold bricks and jade tiles, and undulating sword pavilion buildings one after another.

An incomparably majestic momentum hovered over the Great Qiandi Imperial Capital, and in the imperial capital, countless strong and incomparably thick breaths permeated.

In this thousand-year-old capital, there are countless powerful people who retreat here.

The terrifying general trend makes the sky above the imperial capital cloudless, and the martial artists who have cultivated to reach the Lingwu realm can even see the general trend in the sky, and the great trend of the great cadres has transformed into a blood-colored giant jiao, hovering in the sky and suppressing the luck of the great cadres.

A few days ago, the news that Yan Zhao's envoy was about to visit the capital of the Great Qiandi came out, and the entire capital of the Great Qiandi Emperor was boiling.

A flower-covered avenue spreads from the imperial palace to the city tower, which is the highest etiquette for the Daqian Imperial Palace to entertain guests.

In the imperial palace, the Great Qian Emperor wore a dragon robe, and his instruments were extraordinary.

Emperor Daqian sat on the dragon chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the coercion was like a flood, permeating all corners of the palace.

"Thunder God Hou was ordered to go to the southwest capital for a few days, so far, I haven't received any news from Thunder God Hou!" A gleam of light swept in his slightly narrowed eyes, Emperor Daqian got up, stepped down from the dragon chair, looked at the blue sky, and muttered: "It seems that that the lowly people are much more tricky than imagined, but with the cultivation of the Thunder God Hou, even if you can't kill the lowly people, it is easy to retreat!"

The blue void was cloudless, and from time to time there was a long-lasting dragon moan, driving the general trend of the Great Qian Empire.

With his eyes like lightning, Emperor Daqian stared at the blood-colored Changjiao in the sky that had been transformed by the general trend, and chuckled: "More and more imperial powerhouses are gathered here, and the general trend of the empire will skyrocket!"

The melodious sound of the bell rang in the undulating sword hall, a brilliant sword light broke through the sky, fell straight down, and landed in front of the Great Qian Emperor, the sword light receded, and it was a young man wearing a bloody coat, the young man landed on one knee and said respectfully: "My emperor, the envoy of the Yan State Jing Ziyun led three thousand Yanyun iron horsemen to the imperial capital on the same day, and the envoy of the Zhao State Zhao Yunyu led the ten thousand troops to the imperial capital on the same day." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Emperor Daqian's mouth finally swept a smile, and the envoy of Yan Zhao finally arrived, stroked his palm and laughed: "Pass on the emperor's order, the imperial capital is up and down, every day and every day, singing and dancing, for three days in a row, the city gate is not closed, hundreds of officials are bathing and changing, and they are always ready to follow the emperor to meet the envoys of Yan and Zhao." The demeanor of a country cannot be lost, if anyone does something that damages the face of my great cadres at this critical moment, the nine clans will be punished, and there will be no forgiveness!"

"No!" the young man got up, bowed, and turned to leave.

The horns neighed, the war drums were melodious, and the army of millions moved, and millions of iron horsemen rode out, and hundreds of thousands of maids wore palace skirts and followed closely behind the army.

The music is curling, and 10,000 people are happy ......)

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