Chapter 282 The End Battle (1)

The drum beats,

Qinglong Hall went on a war again. Unlike the previous few times, this time Qinglong Hall is particularly powerful.

After several twists and turns, the elite Qinglong Guard has become an extremely powerful force.

They were like a green dragon, surging towards the surroundings, spreading their fangs, and showing off their claws and showing off their aura.

Yu Qingliu and Jian Wudao stood on the Xuantian Holy Peak, looking at the warships that were leaving, with a lot of emotion in their hearts.

After a moment,

Yu Qingliu looked at Jian Wudao and said, "Wudao, do you think there will be any trouble in this battle?"

Jian Wudao shook his head and said, "Then we have to look at the people in the Zhongdi who will see this matter like this, but I feel that something will happen."

Yu Qingliu sighed lightly, turned around and looked at the Qinglong Guard army that was moving away. This matter could not be too easy. It is the only luck in the mainland. Even the power created by the Demon Sect should be cautious.

Yu Qingliu knew very well that the battle ten thousand years ago was mostly because the strength of Xuantian Holy Land was the best in the world at that time, and it was unparalleled. The luck of the world was faintly united.

Therefore, he guessed that the purpose of that war was to weaken the Xuantian fortune and make the fortune of the entire continent fall to the bottom, disperse and break.

Yu Qingliu guessed right,

At the first time of setting off in Shangtian,

Ziyue, Tianjian, and Miaoyin suddenly erupted.

Although he was wary of it, the opponent's strength was too strong. With a sudden outbreak, several major holy places retreated step by step.

At the same time, there are also demon guardians coming from outside the world, with internal and external troubles,

And they all knew that there must be spies in the holy land.

But no one knows why

They all knew that the war would break out so suddenly, and the strength of the Demon Sect was too strong. The war broke out now, which was definitely his fuse.

Above the Nine Heavens,

A black fog rolled out, and in his eyes, the entire sky had become dark and the light was blocked by the black fog.

All the secrets of heaven are suddenly in chaos,

On the sea, unknown islands emerged, and black shadows appeared one after another, running towards the continent not far away.

Looking down at the entire world from the nine heavens, it was now a vague mess.

Although other holy lands are weak, they are not easily taken down. After all, not every holy land's Dinghai Shen Needle is a member of the Demon Sect.

Under their tenacious resistance,

Dragged to the Qinglong Guard army into the territory,

Shang Tian was still tricked when he sent troops.

Tens of thousands of Qinglong Guards, divided into three groups, secretly entering the three realms of Ziyue, Tianjian, and Mixedong.

As for the Yuyao Holy Land, he was the only one who went there.

Although he was disdainful in his heart, he understood that he was just a person, and people's hearts were unpredictable. He knew that the other party had special means to learn about his whereabouts, which was why he announced so high-profile that he had raised troops to attack the Yu Yao's realm.

Shang Tian is not alone,

Behind him was the Fallen Winged God, but this time, the Demon Sect did not send anyone to Yu Yao. Even all the Demon Sect people who were originally in the Yu Yao Holy Land received a notice to evacuate urgently.

Shang Tian looked at the surging river in front of him at this moment.

The feeling in my heart is like this world river, surging and uneasy.

The victory or defeat of this game is crucial.

A light silver beam appeared, penetrated the boundary wall above the boundary river, and the chaotic space stabilized.

Shangtian stepped in,

The fallen winged god behind also followed.

The land of Yu Yao must be decided quickly.

Otherwise, there will be big problems with the three Qinglong Guards.

Central domain, the Tower of Heaven.

Cang Yun glanced at Shang Tian, ​​then looked at the people in front of him, and said solemnly: "This time is the last time. It's time to open this tower."

Several demon lords and more than a dozen peak guardians gathered in front of them.

Silently followed Cang Yun tightly.

This tower of heaven has only three floors.

Because it goes upwards, there is a seal, an extremely powerful seal.

Because, above the three floors, the broken walls are all battlefields.

Yes, the name of Tongtian Tower has never been wrong. It goes straight to heaven, that real battlefield of flesh and blood.

This is why, many people disappeared after entering the Tower of Heaven.

There is the real extraordinary.

Cang Yun came to the third seal and looked at the seal in front of him. Over the years, he had been suppressed at the bottom of the tower and felt the strength of the seal.

At this moment, the seal became weaker and weaker.

Suddenly,

This seal became a little dimmed and a few layers weakened.

This is how much luck in the mainland has broken again.

Only at this moment when the fortunes of the entire continent are in turmoil together will this seal fall into its weakest time

If it's early or late,

When the luck that broke between heaven and earth condenses again, the seal will be strengthened again.

They don't care who took away the luck, they just need to let the original unchanging continental energy move.

The northern part of the central region,

Jing Shenyu stood in the void, looking at the towering towering tower into the sky from afar.

The dim sky, the uneasy breath.

Everything is showing the world and is in the final crisis.

Yu Yao's Domain,

Shang Tian jumped several times in space and came directly above the Yuyao Holy Land.

Looking at the Yuyao Holy Land below, which was as calm as before, Shang Tian really couldn't raise his patience.

Shang Tian pointed lightly and tamped the formation that seemed like thin paper to him.

After the formation was broken, the people in the Yuyao Holy Land began to get dazed, and then, they were surprised, exclaimed, panicked, and fearful, and other emotions emerged like a tide.

Here, people who have a dream awakened from their dreams, their pupils are filled with pale fear.

Many people had already seen Shang Tian's figure, but no one went to stop him. The eyes of the Fallen Winged God behind him were calm. He felt the depraved energy here, and everyone's hearts slid into the abyss, unable to extricate themselves. He thought that the world was just such an era had ended.

The war that year,

The Yuyao Holy Land is already very weak, and the Demon Sect did not focus here. There are only six Nine Realms in the entire Holy Land, but it only restrained the two guardians of the Demon Sect and were chased by these two demon guardians.

Before Shangtian came to the hall,

He looked up at the plaque of the Yuyao Temple above his head, sneered disdainfully, and then strode towards the main hall and looked at the throne in the high-sounding hall.

There are many women in the Yuyao Holy Land, but the nine elders are six men.

They watched Shang Tian step into their hall that they regarded as the supreme holy land, and no one dared to say a word.

Shang Tian glanced around and found the magic weapon that suppressed the fortune of the holy land. It was a feather fan hanging in front of the hall. Each feather on it was extremely smooth and radiant, but if you look closely, you will find something wrong.

This fan is very white from the appearance, and overall, extremely delicate. However, if you look closely, you will find that something is wrong. It has a hint of dull luster.

Shang Tian didn't say much, walked straight over, reached out to Yu Yao's fan, a Qilu magic weapon that suppressed the luck of the earth.

At this time, the elders outside curled their lips and looked like they were waiting to watch the show. How could such magic weapon be taken off so easily?

However, Shang Tian’s move made them a little disappointed.

Shang Tian held the fan handle, and the pure power of luck hidden in the fan continued to flow into his body along the fan handle.

A golden power poured into his meridians, and a sense of comfort came from his body.

Many elders seemed a little panicked when they didn't see Shang Tian flying out. How could this be possible? Only the Holy Lord can take the magic weapon of the Holy Land, and only the Holy Lord can use it. How could an outsider use it?

The comfort feeling was like a tide, bursts of waves.

His brain felt a sense of fatigue, and golden power poured into his brain, and the warm power flowed slowly.
To be continued...