Pride surges.

Laughed wildly.

At this time, Mu Yunqian no longer had any fear, he had the demeanor of a god, he was the number one person in the world, and now he showed his majesty as a king.

Be passionate.

Powerful.

Just when Mu Yunqian was about to step into the air, the sky was filled with strange brilliance again. The sky was full of rays of light, and the golden light spread all over the sky in an instant. As the golden light filled the sky.

A sky-high attention spread from the Jinxiu Pavilion in an instant.

"God!"

Mu Yunqian was stunned for a moment when he saw this: "Is it Liu Zhongtian?"

Before Mu Yunqian could think too much, he listened to the scene and thought about the overbearing poem: "How long will my husband live? An Neng can fly and hang his wings. Heroes have never lived forever since ancient times, let alone my generation who is proud of the sky!"

Words fall.

Starting on the seventh day of the lunar month.

Seeing the Seven-Yam Holy Light again in the outer sky, just in the blink of an eye, the Seven-ray Holy Sword rose into the sky in an instant, and seven blazing suns crossed the sky for a moment. The sky trembled slightly, and the Seven-rays grace was once again displayed in the outer and inner heavens.

Holy Lord Qiyao!

Come to the Holy Lord!

The two saints gather together.

The sky sings.

When Mu Yunqian saw Qiyao Sword Master Liu Zhongtian striding forward, he was not happy at all. Instead, a feeling emerged in his heart——

Worry!

Eyes facing each other.

Everyone understands clearly.

Liu Zhongtian waved his big hand, and the Qiyao trembled violently, and then the dragon rotated, the Qiyao swept across, and the domineering aura spread out in an instant, completely blocking the Jinxiu Pavilion elites on the scene.

Wan Yunxiao, Mo Chen, Jiang Xiang, Feng Kun, Mei Yuehua and others, whose connections with heaven and earth were cut off in an instant. Upon noticing this, several people looked shocked and looked at Liu Zhongtian in disbelief.

Prime Minister Jiang stepped forward: "Master Qiyao Sword, why?"

When Liu Zhongtian struck the ground with his Seven-Yam Holy Sword, the sword light spread out for no apparent reason, and his passionate words filled the sky: "Today, I have broken through to the realm of gods and will soon step into the realm of heaven."

"but......"

"I will cut off all opportunities for you today."

"You must not set foot on the God's throne at this time. Just to preserve a trace of my beautiful heritage, I will only bring the king back for one day."

Zhongtian said, everyone was shocked, and Prime Minister Jiang and others were instantly furious, especially Feng Kun, who was the first to curse: "Liu Zhongtian, you yourself want to be a hero, and you want us to be bears?"

"Don't forget, I am a descendant of the Wandering Dragon Demigod."

"Co-leader Ling Wang, are you going to let us watch Prince Ling be trapped?"

In fact, these people are not idiots. They noticed something was wrong with Mu Yunqian and Liu Zhongtian as early as half a month ago. Everyone can also imagine what kind of tigers and wolves Ling Tian will face in the upper world.

now.

There was only one thought in everyone's mind, which was to go to heaven and protect King Ling's safety.

Even if you die in battle!

That’s okay!

However, just such a little thought was cut off by Liu Zhongtian's sword.

Liu Zhongtian was not angry when he heard this: "Feng Kun, listen carefully, Jinxiu Pavilion is the hard work of King Ling, and Tianwaitian is the foundation of King Ling. Do you want to burn King Ling's hard work?"

"Death in battle is not terrible!"

"The terrible thing is, dying in a useless battle!"

Zhongtianyan.

The heroes were stunned.

Jiang Xiang clenched his fists, but then he took a step forward, struck the ground with his long sword, and knelt down with a bang: "Jiang Xiang, one of the founders of Jinxiu Pavilion and the first elder of the Jinxiu Pavilion Elder Hall, respectfully presents Shan Feng Sword Master and Qiyao Sword Master.

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Chapter completed!