"I can let you sit if you want."

The young man with white shirt and fire-sleeved shirt and named Zhang Yang thought for a moment and spoke very seriously to the young man with a crow-clad shirt named Su Fengxue.

Whatever you sit on, it is naturally the emperor's lord.

"Will you give up the emperor to the next step?"

Su Fengxue teased, but the corners of her mouth were wide open and her narrow eyes narrowed, not like a good person.

Zhang Yang smiled: "It depends on Kunlun's ability, it has nothing to do with me."

"Hmph! My Kunlun is naturally very capable!"

Su Fengxue calmed down her smile and looked cold: "You are easy to talk to. Could it be that you have found the token of the emperor in your hand?"

Zhang Yang: "How can the token of the Emperor be so easy to find?"

"Three Jiazis passed away, Huang Lizhi's original preface was opened once. Every generation has people as confident as you and me. They think they can reach this place and find the token of the emperor to return, but at most, from beginning to end, it is best to go from beginning to end.

It’s just a hexagram from King Wen.”

Su Fengxue: "You got a divination?"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "It's hard to find a hexagram."

Su Fengxue had a bad expression: "Even if there is a hexagram, how could you speak easily? This hexagram is a fortune of the emperor. It is difficult to open the gold mouth and cannot speak jade. If you say it, it will lose the fortune of the emperor."

He took his hand and said, "The three doors in the world have all the holy objects that command the emperor's horse. Relying on these three holy objects, one can have the current status. He takes the emperor's horse into the Huangli Origin and practice here, because it is the most suitable place to restrain oneself here.

Practice yourself.”

"There are wise men returning from generation to generation, but we are not able to come to the door. It is precisely because there is no permanent token of the emperor that the door is getting stronger and stronger, but the door continues to change, weakening and rising and falling...

..”

Su Fengxue suddenly sneered: "Confucianism, Mohism, why should the three gates be above the top?"

Zhang Yang said nothing.

The young man in a crow turned around and walked towards the bronze chariot.

"Mu Wang Eight Horses, each horse has a sacred object command. Only by obtaining this command can you fully control the emperor's horse. Zhang Yang, you say, look at my Kunlun skills, do you know my Kunlun..."

He said, and suddenly laughed, and the clouds that had not been tested in his heart before suddenly dissipated.

It's just Wangjun. He has been planning for Kunlun for so long that the highest saint in the world has already prepared things.

How does the Huomen Saint compare with the one in his family?

Even if the light melts the world, it will be difficult to transform the heavy wind and snow, and it will be impossible to resist it from afar.

As the fifth disciple of the highest person in the world, he is actually furious with the juniors of the Fire Sect, which is really boring.

He called out, "Yibo."

The tall man smiled honestly, bowed to Zhang Yang, quickly followed his little master and returned to the chariot.

The deep gorge is right in front of it, with only a line of light.

There is Otani behind it.

Su Fengxue's voice was not loud, but Zhang Yang could hear it.

"What you hold is the heart of fire, what you see is the meaning of fire, but you are gentle and careless. Why can you climb Mount Lu in this way? "

Zhang Yang shook his head and laughed.

Fire is strong, but human nature is not strong. If a person is strong, it means fire controls people rather than people control fire.

Kunlun has great abilities, has always been great, and he always wants to be the fourth door-to-door in the world.

There are five layers of mountains outside the East Kunlun, and four layers of heaven inside the West Kunlun. On the highest point of Yuxu Peak, Wang Chan, the "mountain saint" is known as the highest person in the world.

The snow of the Xiling Mountains for thousands of years is controlled by the wind that breaks the sky in the north.

It is only the highest place in the world, and the three gates are above the world and under the emperor.

Those three people, namely the most holy, the giant holy, and the extreme holy, are collectively called "great virtues".

Zhang Yang sat back in his car and felt that Su Fengxue was really a teenager, arrogant and rebellious, as difficult to tame like a wild horse.

You are a wild horse that breaks the reins, how can you restrain the emperor's horse?

If that mountain saint took action, it would be fine, but if it was Su Fengxue, it would not be worth talking about.

Zhang Yang thought so.

If you don’t even restrain yourself, how can you get the reins? In other words, you can actually climb 540 steps in Mount Lu if you don’t concentrate.

Zhang Yang walked seven hundred steps, and of course he saw the name on the five hundred and forty steps.

I just saw it, but since I have seen it, I will naturally write it down.

"If a person finds fire in the water, there is a yellow boy who is too weak"

"The volcano soup sea, keep the danger and support the overwhelming;"

"The tracks and objects complement the world, and the light blends the world."

He breathed out and drove the bronze chariot towards the deep gorge.

Above the canyon, there are mottled clouds, and there seems to be a faint white light flashing.

The dull thunder sounded, circulating far and wide across the vast Gobi Desert.

Cheng Zhiyuan emerged from the pit, and the sky on his head had changed a little at this time.

"The Emperor Jun appears here... either in Daze, or before Daze."

It has been a long time since he came out of Shiren Village. Cheng Zhiyuan spent most of his time practicing sword skills before meeting the yellow snake. At the same time, he felt that the more he practiced the common people's sword, the more murderous intent there would be in his heart.

This made Cheng Zhiyuan feel a little scared.

I can no longer stay in this world, and I come alone, and I can't compare to these inexplicable people.

Kunlun Gate, Fire Gate.

Is this the holy gate of the human world?

It’s not just that they want to rob, they need this thing more.

"Shit."

The yellow snake narrowed its eyes, but at this moment, it was suddenly picked up.

The shadow goes farther and farther, and looks farther away.

Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly turned around, and it was the ghost and god that came into his eyes.

It became quiet here, and the ghosts and gods grinned, showing an "appropriate" smile.

Then, Cheng Zhiyuan drew his sword and cut.

The sword soldiers buzzed!

The wind and the cranes are in a panic!

The sword of the hustle and bustle brought a strong wind, and it split the land in front of it in a moment!

The sword wind roared, raised the flying sand and walked through the stones, and the ghosts and gods were broken, but in less than a blink of an eye, countless blacks gathered again, revealing the ghosts and gods' hideous smiles.

Huge shadows reappear in the world.

"Boy, your sword is tickling."

He held the yellow snake in one hand, and even though he had just been torn apart by the strong wind, he didn't put it down. The yellow snake hissed, as if he was very dissatisfied with the thing that lifted it up.

"It's been a thousand years, a thousand years! I, Li Changsheng, finally escaped from the damn golden weapon! Hahaha, the sky is vast and the earth is vast. From now on, the mountains and seas on earth cannot go anywhere!"

He picked up the yellow snake, pulled its tail and put it in front of him, and sneered: "Stinky bug, you dared to throw me around and act as a broom, it's not too late to take revenge on the ghosts and gods, now let you see me

sharp!"

Li Changsheng was about to take revenge, and he was very excited and turned into a hideous mouth. A cold light flashed in it, but he had two rows of sharp teeth and sharp teeth, and he bit it down at the yellow snake!

"Damn, my teeth!"

Just as I was eating rice with an ordinary person, I suddenly bit a stone. The gods screamed at this time, and the yellow snake was thrown away by him. The guy covered his mouth and squatted down again.

"Shit!"

The yellow snake shook its tail and ran behind Cheng Zhiyuan. Cheng Zhiyuan pulled out its mountain sword and looked vigilantly at the strange ghost with broken teeth.

"Okay... I haven't practiced for thousands of years and have been wiped out most of my magic power. Otherwise, how could your mere snake skin break my teeth? I also know that you are a alien species. Today I will be very kind and merciful.

Your life... This revenge will be avenged again..."

He cursed, and his sharp teeth were broken at this moment. He wiped them and wiped them away. It was obviously a transformation. That just now was his true body.

Then, his eyes were staring at Cheng Zhiyuan!
Chapter completed!