Gate of God

"The answer is correct, I can't smash it!" Su Qing's eyes looked at the square above the gate, his body shuddered a little.

He certainly knows what Fang Zhengzhi is thinking in his heart.

However, he also knows his current situation. This feeling is like a drunk and soft girl, who is forced under a strong man.

The whole body has been stripped away.

Although, knowing that rebellion has no effect, it will still twist the body, shouting out loud, no, no, let me go, beg you to let me go, ah...

There is no use of eggs.

But what can you do if you don't shout? It's impossible to close your mouth, or shout, I want, I want, hold me tight, vigorously, let the storm come more violent.

Obviously, this is unlikely.

Therefore, Su Qing can only shout, and he must also shout an answer that he thinks might let the other party let go of his own, even if he hopes that there is only one ten thousandth.

"One!"

When the voice of Fang Zhengzheng's last digit fell, Su Qing's mind flashed quickly after another thought, and finally he yelled out his teeth: "Are you intentional?"

"The answer is correct!" Fang Zhengzhi expressed his satisfaction after hearing Su Qing's words, and immediately smiled at Su Qing: "However, time has passed!"

pass?

Time is gone?

insult!

This is a real insult, and it's a straightforward insult that people can't resist. Even if Su Qingming knew the final result, it was still difficult to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Wow..." A spit of blood spit out from Su Qing's mouth. Then, he also saw the Pang Shengmen in Fang Zhengzhi's hand falling towards the Sixiang Ancient Formation: "No!"

At this moment, Su Qing's heart collapsed.

However, the collapsed heart must also bear this fatal blow. The Pangsheng Gate fell and hit the Sixiang Ancient Formation fiercely.

The bronze parts originally inlaid on the gate tremble, and a gleam of green light flows on it, and, more and more anxious, more and more anxious...

Finally, there was a loud noise.

"boom!"

The sky's light was on, and countless bronze parts spattered into a stream of light, accompanied by a scream, and passed through the body of the northern barbarian army guarding the gate of the city, and shot around.

This is a shocking scene, also a tragic scene.

"Fangzheng, I'm going to kill you!" Su Qing's eyes were crimson, his fists squeezed white, and there was a roar in his throat, his voice echoing in the night sky.

...

In the palace.

The melee has entered a stage of fierce heat. The City Guard, Southern Army, Royal Forest Army, and Dragon Guard are all in a melee.

Qian Wu's eyes had already turned a little red, and he knew that the current battle situation had been somewhat out of control, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, and the last glimmer of hope.

until……

There was a loud noise in his ear.

It was a loud noise coming from the gate of the city. It was loud enough to be heard clearly in the palace, and the entire Yanjing City seemed to be shaking slightly.

"How is it possible?" Qian Wu looked at the light in the distance that almost illuminated the sky. Of course he could guess where that position was, but, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that things would reach such a point.

Carefully laid out for so long.

There is no flaw in everything, whether it is the arrangement in the palace or the arrangement of the four gates of Yanjing City, each can be said to be extremely fine.

Moreover, the dawn of victory was even close at hand.

Why is this happening?

Qian Wu's eyes shone with cold cold light, and a pair of eyes stared tightly at Sheng Shanglin Mubai, not far away. At this moment, of course, he could desperately continue to fight.

But what will happen if we fight again?

unknown!

No one knows the unknown.

...

Yanjing City, inside a hidden mansion.

The moonlight shone from the sky, shining on a woman standing in the pavilion, letting a silvery light shine on the snow-white dress.

"Young Master, this was sent by the subordinates!" A black figure came in from outside the courtyard and came to the woman, kneeling on one knee.

In his hand, he held a mirror-like object, and complicated characters were carved on the edge of the mirror, which was extremely delicate.

However, compared with the ordinary mirror, the mirror surface of this mirror does not have any brilliance, or that is a darkness, like a black hole.

"Well." The woman nodded and reached for the mirror in the shadow, while her thin fingers gently stroked the dark mirror.

"Boom!"

There was a slight noise.

The original dark mirror surface suddenly became bright, just like a black waterhole illuminated by moonlight, a landscape painting slowly emerged from the darkness.

Castle Peak, Bishui, Lotus Terrace.

Then, the landscape painting also changed into yellow sand and dust, and an ancient city was looming in the faint yellow.

Soon, the yellow sand disappeared again and replaced with a dense forest...

I don't know how long it took, the picture finally disappeared, the mirror became dark again, and no more glory appeared.

"There are only thirteen heavenly monuments?" After looking at all the changes, the woman's brows were slightly wrinkled, and she seemed to be thinking about something.

"The Shadow Metropolitan Government has searched all of the Prince Li's Mansion, and still only found thirteen pieces." Black Shadow immediately returned with congratulations.

"Well, it seems that the piece lost on Cangling Mountain was indeed not found by Yuan Yuan Guo!" The woman nodded gently when she heard this.

"Is it really in Fangzheng's hands?"

"The city gate has been broken?" The woman did not answer the question raised by the shadow, but only slightly looked up at the direction of the city gate, a pair of phoenix eyes calm as water.

"Yes, Yingdutong means that the Daxia dynasty responded faster than we thought. Now that the Heavenly Dao Holy Tablet has been handed over, please ask the young master to evacuate in time. The next thing will be done by him alone. That's it!"

"Go."

"Yes!"

...

Yanjing City, East City Gate.

Fang Zhengzhi squinted at Su Qing with a disdainful face. He understood Su Qing's mood very well, but he said what would kill me if he didn't move...

Is it slightly naive?

Of course, these are not too important now. What is important is that he is standing in front of him now, a figure dressed up as a white scholar.

Xiluo King.

"Don't you run away?" King Xero said.

"Run, of course." Fang Zhengzheng told the truth.

"Where do you want to run?" King Xero nodded and looked at the city gate that was broken under his feet, and there were bronze fragments all over the ground.

"Outside the city." Fang Zhengzheng replied.

"It seems that you are ready to jump off, but are you sure you can jump off?" The corner of Xero King's mouth slightly raised, which made the already strange face look even more sly.

"Try Luo." Fang Zhengzhi smiled the same.

"Okay, let's try it." King Xero nodded again.

"Then I really jumped?"

"it is good!"

"Really jumping!"

"Jump!"

"I'm jumping now!" After Fang Zhengzhi finished speaking, his footsteps really moved. He turned sharply and rushed toward the edge of the city wall.

At the same time, King Xero also moved.

The figure was like a phantom, but just behind Fang Zhengzheng in an instant, at the same time, a hand was also directly shot towards Fang Zhengzhen's back brain.

As King Xiluo said.

Founder couldn't jump straight, because the king of Xeluo was too fast.

But at this moment, the Pang Seng Gate in Fang Zhengzhi's hand suddenly fell down, or, suddenly, his hand slipped.

The huge Pang Sang Gate undoubtedly blocked the palm of Xia Luo King's head towards Fang Zheng's straight head.

"Hehe." Xili Luo's mouth smiled, and it seemed not surprising that Fang Zheng's act was taken away by force? How could he not think of this.

Therefore, he did not choose to go around, nor did he choose to jump and flash, or slapped a palm on the front door, but his figure was slightly lowered, and he rushed directly under the front door.

At the next moment, a phantom body appeared in front of Fang Zhengzheng, a pair of demon eyes quietly stared at Fang Zhengzheng, and the curved angle above his head shone with golden brilliance.

"Now, what do you want?" Xiluo Wang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, his palm was raised again, and he rushed towards the face and took a straight shot.

Approaching, approaching...

As soon as he was about to shoot, the eyes of King Xeroo also narrowed slightly, because he found that there was no expression of panic on Fang Zhengzhi's face.

On the contrary, Founder is still very calm.

It looks like he didn't see the palm of King Xylor at all.

"That's what it is!" A flash of light flashed in the eyes of King Xero, and then the palm that was originally shot towards Fang Zhengzhen was suddenly withdrawn, and he shot directly behind him.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

The whole city wall shook, and then, a bright red light also lit up behind King Xero, crystal clear like blood, and cold like hell.

The huge air waves spread out.

The northern barbarian army that had stood on the city wall was blown directly against the city wall.

Even the strong men in black surrounded by Xing Yuanguo, at this moment, were blown back by this huge wave of waves to withdraw several steps.

As for Su Qing, it was blown up and rolled on the ground.

Shock, shock.

At this moment, everyone turned their eyes to King Xiluo, and there was a figure, a very ordinary figure.

There are countless such figures under the city behind him.

The Sixiang Ancient Array was destroyed.

The barrier on the city wall was completely broken, and the city gate was opened, so you can naturally see the scene outside the city.

Countless black figures were riding on the war horses, standing quietly outside the city walls. Everyone carried an iron bow on their body and a saber hung around their waists.

Yan Yunqi.

Almost subconsciously, such a name flashed in the hearts of the Northern Barbarian Army. Then, this figure standing on the city wall can easily guess the identity.

Even, his dress is exactly the same as Yan Yunqi below.

But his name is enough for the Northern Manchu Army in the north to know, because, he is the Xiliang overlord, he is Yan Wang, Yan Qianli.

"Is it possible to meet the demon king?"

"How is this going?"

"Even if he is Yan Qianli, there is no possibility!"

The Northern Barbarian Army was shocked. The Broken Mountain Army under the city wall was also shocked. They all knew the strength of Yan Qianli very well. .

But the fact is...

Yan Qianli stood in the same way, standing in front of King Xeluo, at his feet, did not step back.

"Interesting, it seems to be more and more interesting, well, since all come here, then I'll try my best." King Xero slowly turned to look at Yan Qianli standing on the edge of the city wall.

"Yeah, it's not easy to come here, and it's against the landlord!" Some slight hoarse voices came from Yan Qianli's mouth, but it made people feel like a lion.

"Old Man Yan, you seem to be late!" At this time, a figure also came to Fang Zhengzheng's side, and his wide robe fluttered under the night breeze.

At the same time as this figure fell, three figures also fell.

Prince Li, Yan Xiu, and mountain rain and peace.

"Grandpa!" Yan Xiu looked at Yan Qianli, who was standing in front of Xiluo Wang, and then looked at the square standing behind Xiluo Wang. He seemed relieved, and then shouted respectfully towards Yan Qianli.

"Well." Yan Qianli nodded, and then looked at the surroundings, and then sighed: "Ah, a little demon king, makes the Yanjing City chaos like this?"

"Little demon king?!"

"Yan Qianli even said, a little demon king?"

At this moment, not only the Northern Barbarian Army, but even the Broken Mountain Army beneath the city walls are all weird, demon kings, are there big and small?

and……

This is the demon king!

Even if it is a saint, in the face of the demon king, it is impossible to win the fight alone, because the demon's physical strength is naturally stronger than humans.

But Yan Qianli said.

Moreover, it was still in the presence of Yan Yunqi under the city, as well as the face of King Xeluo and the Northern Manchu Army and the Broken Mountain Army, and said so relaxed and comfortable.

Fang Zhengzhi was also stunned for a while, but his thoughts were not the same as others. He just thought that Yan Xiu's grandfather seemed a bit...

Pretend!

However, this plot is obviously not right?

Isn’t it appropriate to pretend to be such a young man like yourself? An old man who doesn't know how many years has lived, is it okay to pretend?

"Old man Yan, how can you say you are also a king of swallows, can't you be a little low-key? Converge your arrogant face?" After the prince Li froze for a moment, there didn't seem to be too many accidents, just a little helpless Shook his head.

"Low-key? That's what you like to do. I don't have this interest. If you like low-key, just watch it next to me, and this little demon king will leave it to me!" Yan Qianli said while speaking Taking a step towards King Xero, at the same time, the black cloak covering his head was lifted.

Silver-white snow fell from the black cloak and spread across his shoulders.

Everyone's eyes are focused on Yan Qianli's face at this moment, because Yan Qianli has not taken a half step in Xiliang for too many years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and he does not show his true face.

then……

A mask appeared.

It was a metal mask, blue fangs, a greasy face, and six bright red **** clouds on the mask.

"mask?!"

"Yan Qianli has been wearing a mask?"

"This is how the same thing?"

All eyes were very puzzled when they saw the mask on Yan Qianli's face, because they all knew that Yan Qianli had participated in the Thousand Lake Banquet in Shili Lake on his trip to Yanjing City.

Well, it also means that Yan Qianli should have seen the Holy Spirit.

But now, Yan Qianli is wearing a mask on his face. Isn't Yan Qianli always wearing a mask at the banquet of Shili Lake?

Why wear a mask?

Countless doubts rose in their hearts.

However, when Prince Li saw the mask, his body shivered fiercely, and his eyes were shining brightly in seven colors.

"Old Man Yan, don't you..."

"Hahaha..." Yan Qianli smiled, and did not immediately answer Prince Li's question, just pressed his hand slowly on the mask, and then slowly opened the mask on his face.

Soon, a young face also appeared, like the sword-like eyebrows, big eyes, and ruddy and crystal-clear skin.

This is a face pet not more than thirty years old!

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