The First Cause of All Realms

Within a short distance, people are all enemies.

This sentence, placed on any martial sage, will not be exaggerated in the slightest, and the old demon of Montenegro at this moment is showing it most vividly.

Northwest Road City, as one of the ten major cities in the Ming Dynasty, its walls are tall and thick, and hundreds of divine arm crossbows are mounted on it.

Inside and outside the city walls, there are thousands of experts and elite soldiers.

However, looking at the juvenile-looking old demon, everyone's hearts were icy cold, and a biting chill enveloped them all.

There is a kind of horror that the mountains are crushed horizontally, and the body is shattered in an instant.

Even, including the dignified Daoist Yunni in the smoke of gunpowder.

There is no one in the world that can break the ten thousand layered diamond talisman array, and he has an incomparable certainty and certainty in this regard.

However, he couldn't make a move at all. The old demon standing in front of him with his hands behind his back was as harmonious as heaven and earth, with no flaws or flaws at all.

The pressure on him was unparalleled.

It was only at this moment that he finally realized the pressure faced by Daoists of the Truth, and he also knew how courageous he was to take the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative with a seriously injured body.

"Huh~"

No one knew where the laughter of the old demon came from, but it made everyone feel like a great enemy, and the sound of bowstrings on the city wall resounded.

"Don't shoot!"

Under the stern scolding, Wu Changbai was drenched in cold sweat and felt a huge pressure.

At this moment, he clearly had thousands of elite soldiers and hundreds of divine arm crossbows under his command, but he only felt that he was alone in the face of the storm.

In a trance, there is the horror of encountering a tiger on the road in the dark when I was young, and I dare not move.

"I heard that your court issued a 'Beautiful Mountains and Rivers List'?"

After the laughter, the old demon stopped the pace of leaving and looked at Taoist Yunni who was like an enemy:

"Where are you ranked?"

"eighteen."

Daoist Yunni replied: "Zhao Wangye, the number one in the world."

"You can also be eighteen?"

The old demon of Montenegro laughed, and suddenly lost interest in this list of splendid mountains and rivers.

Daoist Yunni's face suddenly darkened.

The old demon waved his hand gently, and Li Eryi, who had fled for several miles in embarrassment, felt a chill on the back of his neck, and turned around involuntarily.

"I've been here in Daming for more than a year, but I haven't tasted the wines here. I'll go to the city to buy some more..."

"you……"

In the blizzard and snow in the mid-winter and twelfth lunar month, Li Er was dripping with sweat, and the large eyes projected from it were hotter than the flames, making his heart almost stop.

"I'm not……"

He wanted to speak up to defend, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, and in the wind and snow, the old demon spoke again:

"Or do you want me to go in person?"

Pro, go in person? !

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden tension inside and outside the city.

Daoist Yunni's eyes suddenly became sharp:

"you dare?!"

"Why don't you dare?"

In the midst of the chill, the old demon looked calm: "Tianlang Royal Court, Daming Shendu, and Dali Eternal Tianlun Temple are all included,

In this world, is there any place that this seat cannot go to? "

In the faint voice, everyone was silent.

Zhao Xuan clenched his fingers tightly, and his heart was extremely complicated.

Martial arts, wide open at the porch, is for Dacheng, and the Martial Saint is no longer human!

In any dynasty from ancient times to the present, Wusheng is almost the name of the gods and Buddhas, and he is a real land god!

Such a person can no longer be bound by anyone.

The imperial court's supervision of the world is strict, such as the Liansheng Sect, Dongyue Canghai City, Lingnan Tiandao Tomb, Hanging Mountain, Zhujian Villa, Lanke Temple and so on.

However, Linlongdao, Xuanjiantai, Seven Kills Shrine, Eternal Tianlun Temple, Mieming Mountain, Dalong Lake, Fushui Temple and other places are exceptions.

Wu Sheng, it is impossible to monitor.

Only Yun Ni, supporting Fu Guang, said solemnly:

"When you enter the customs, the world is shaken. Does the court have no means of countermeasures? Perhaps, Lord Zhao has already come!"

"He won't come."

The old demon of Montenegro shook his head:

"Dayan Mountain, Tianlun Temple, Xuanjiantai... His burdens are too many and heavy, I enter the pass, he comes, Brahma Ruyi enters the pass, does he come or not?

What about Tantai’s destruction? What about Li Yuan? What about Barcelona? What about the old bald donkey in the red sun..."

As the names were revealed, Daoist Yunni's expression finally changed, and faintly, he felt a strong sense of unease.

Are these people...

"This world is too big. If you have to do everything yourself, what if he has unparalleled military power? After all, there is no ability to clone."

The old demon swept away the snow and sat on the ground:

"Zhang Yuanzhu was able to lay down ten places. At that time, the world had not changed, and there were only a few Martial Saints, but now, it is different..."

In front of the city, under the wind and snow, the old demon seemed to have no intention of retreating. He sat casually, but he had a grand atmosphere.

In a trance, people feel that the place he sits is not the wasteland outside the moat, but his Seven Killing Dojo.

different...

He spoke lightly.

More than 400 years ago, there were only three Martial Saints in the Ten Paths, and only two people outside the Great Wall, but now, even on the bright side, there are already as many as 18 people.

The imperial court is declining, and no matter how difficult it is to suppress, even if Henry Zhang is invincible, he cannot guard the ten directions...

"If the war starts, hundreds of millions of people will be buried, Sirius worships you as a god, you..."

Daoist Yunni was somewhat powerless to refute.

"As a monk, it's good to recite your Taoist treasures and keep your green lanterns. It's really funny to say this."

The old demon almost laughed.

Heavenly changes are coming, and the outside of the pass is far more tragic than the inside of the pass. The people who died of natural disasters in these years have already surpassed the battle of Liujishan.

Under the increasingly fierce wind and snow, the thirst of the tribes outside the Great Wall for the buckle is no longer enough.

The war is about to start, and no one can stop it.

This is a general trend and a torrent. Anyone who wants to disobey will be smashed to pieces, whether it is him or Henry Zhang!

"After today, Pindao no longer draws the Vajra Talisman."

The hand holding the whisk was a little pale, and Daoist Yunni said word by word, the great powerlessness made him almost vomit blood.

He has never been so powerless since he became the Ten Capitals.

He knew very well that the old demon of Montenegro at this time was definitely in a low ebb, and the mantra man's rebellious blow had shaken the foundation of his incarnation.

However, with this ten thousand layered diamond talisman formation, he has more than enough protection and insufficient attack, so he has no way to start...

"Huh~"

The old demon smiled without saying a word, closed his eyes and sat silently, seemingly not thinking about entering the city, but there seemed to be no sign of leaving either.

As if waiting.

"I……"

During the conversation between the two, Li Eryi came to the closed city gate with a numb expression. On the city wall, everyone was looking at him coldly.

Make him want to speak, but can't speak...

But before he could speak, the tall city gate slowly opened, and Zhao Kun walked into the city without saying a word, hugging the body of his ancestor.

There were hardly any pedestrians on the streets in the snow.

Above the city wall, many new army generals feel extremely aggrieved, but everyone knows that if people from outside the city want to enter the city, no one can stop them.

Feeling the sharp eyes like a sword, Li Eryi was completely numb.

"I'm not really a spy..."

...

...

The snow falls and the snow stops, the sun rises and the sun sets.

In a blink of an eye, eleven days have passed.

However, the dark cloud that shrouded Northwest City did not dissipate, and even became more and more depressed as time went on.

In the early morning of the second day after the fall of the mantra, when the talisman formation was about to dissipate, Taoist Yunni finally couldn’t help but take action.

At this point, outside the northwest city, there were already two Martial Saint-level strongmen stained with blood. Under the indescribable power, the whole city was horrified and horrified.

No one dared to make another move.

However, the fact that the old demon of Montenegro appeared in the Northwest City has already spread throughout the entire Northwest Road with the heavy snowstorm. Some people are horrified, some people are angry, and many more people come up one after another.

Huhu~

The fierce cold wind blew the snow, and the wasteland in the early morning was terrifyingly cold, exhaling into ice.

Qin Lihu raised his spear and urged the dragon and horse to walk on the wasteland.

In the distance, there are also dragons and horses galloping. Xie Qi looked around with a solemn expression. They have been wandering in the wasteland for more than ten days since receiving Qin Si's commission.

"Ok?!"

At a certain moment, Qin Lihu felt something in his heart, and suddenly raised his eyes, he saw a dragon and horse coming out of the wind and snow.

Its speed is extremely fast, its momentum is chilling, and I feel cold between my brows at a distance of dozens of miles.

"He's really here!"

Looking at the person who came, Qin Lihu's expression was moved.

He really dared...

More than Qin Lihu?

Xie Qi, Wu Changbai, and even the many disciples of Wanxiang Mountain who were wandering in the wasteland changed their expressions.

Immediately, they all walked towards the people who came.

"Little Martial Uncle, stay!"

The one-year-old disciple of Wanxiang Mountain urged the horse to come, but no one was there, and the voice already echoed in the wasteland.

Whoosh!

In the cold wind, Yang Yu stopped his horse.

His eyes swept away, and he already recognized the group of people who were wandering on the wasteland, as if waiting for him.

"Brother Yang, stop."

Reining in his horse, sighing, Xie Qi's expression was complicated, with fear and admiration.

Including him, when he heard Qin Si's request, he didn't believe it, even if it was the latter's repeated request, he was still skeptical.

Having witnessed the two battles of the Martial Saint outside the city with their own eyes, they would never think that someone under the Martial Saint would dare to challenge the old demon of Montenegro.

Therefore, when he saw Yang Yu's horse coming, even Qin Lihu couldn't help but admire him.

However……

"The death of the real person, we are all grief, but, that old demon is invincible! Little Martial Uncle, you must not be reckless and impulsive, and be brave for a while..."

Several disciples of Wanxiang Mountain spoke earnestly.

"As a human master, if you can't bear the humiliation and the anger at this moment, then no matter how high your martial arts are, you are nothing but a reckless man!"

Qin Lihu couldn't help but speak.

Yang Yu was silent.

"Brother Yang, with your talent, you have endured this moment's anger. In the future, there is no chance for revenge. Why, why..."

Xie Qi sighed.

"This way, the goshawk was exhausted, and the dragon horse was replaced by three. In the strong wind and snow, I have been blowing for more than ten days..."

In the face of everyone's consolation, Yang Yu said:

"I've thought about everything along the way, I've thought about holding back for a while and avoiding it for a few years, this old monster will definitely leave the Northwest Road.

After thinking about it for a few more years, this old demon may be defeated in the hands of King Zhao of the Western Palace...

I also thought about it, this old demon has lived for more than a hundred years, and maybe in a few decades or hundreds of years, this old demon will die of old age..."

Xie Qi was nodding at first, and felt that Yang prison wanted to open up, but when he listened to it, he suddenly felt that something was wrong:

"you……"

"Today the old demon came to kill me, I escaped, yes, I am not as strong as others, tomorrow the court comes back, I will continue to run away, yes, I am inferior to others...

According to this principle, whoever kills me, I can retreat. After all, this world is so big, why can't a small Yang prison be hidden in a corner? "

Yang Yu got off his horse, stroked his mane lightly, and let him go.

"So, what I should do at this time is to avoid far away, hibernate in the dark, practice hard, first open the hundred orifices, then open the profound entrance, practice martial arts hard, strengthen the body, perceive the supernatural power, and wait for a breakthrough..."

With his feet touching the ground, Yang Yu felt an unprecedented peace in his heart. Whenever there is a major event, he needs to be calm. He understands and has always done so.

The biting cold wind blew the thin black clothes, and he walked slowly, his mind, spirit, breath, and blood were still...

"Ten years, twenty years, thirty years... I will definitely make great progress, I will open a hundred orifices profound entrances, I will master my supernatural powers, and I will become a martial sage...

At that time, I may have the courage to face the old monster of Montenegro..."

"call!"

"Suck!"

Amidst the rising cold wind, a group of people suddenly heard the sound of breathing. The sound of breathing was slight at first, but it didn't take long for it to become violent, suppressing the sound of the wind in the sky.

"Ok?!"

Qin Lihu's heart trembled, and horror flashed in his eyes.

This is not Yang Yu's breath, but the breath of heaven and earth!

In a trance, he only felt the gust of wind surging around him, the earth pulsing, and the snow trembling, as if the world was breathing with him.

This is,

"Heaven and man are one?!"

Feeling the storm in the sky, Xie Qi and the others were all shocked, and immediately, they heard Yang Yu's murmur.

"But at that time, do I still have the courage to face today's Yang Prison?"

Yang Yu murmured.

If there is nothing you can do, you can retreat!

However, he is not!

hum~

In the murmur, Yang Yu only felt his heart was burning hot, and his spirit was erratic, as if he was in harmony with the world.

He looked around, saw the coming snowstorm, and saw a huge city crawling like a beast in the distance.

I also saw that before the city, there was a vast and unrestrained atmosphere like a **** statue that had stood on the grassland for thousands of years.

pat~

From the loud breathing ~www.readwn.com~ came a subtle voice.

Qin Lihu's pupils shrank, and he saw a bright light flashing from somewhere on Yang Yu's arm.

pat!

After one sound, the second sound, the third sound...

All of a sudden, there was a fine and crisp 'pat-ta' sound, and the sound like a cannonball came out along with the scorching light.

Ten, dozens, hundreds, hundreds!

Under the horrified gazes of everyone, Yang Yu's whole body glowed with light, and his hundred orifices flickered, as if the stars were shining in the night.

The little stars light up one by one, from the limbs to the torso, from the spine to the fontanelle, to the point between the eyebrows,

The doorway is open!

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