Chapter 309: Concubine Feng broke the coffin

"I don't understand what you mean very much." Feng Yun Wuji said directly.

Jun Qianshang stood in the wind, breeze blew his face: "In the past, when that person told me, I didn't understand... When the time came, you will naturally know gradually. Once, I was selected, and now you were selected! That's it, but you may be special. In the best of my knowledge, you should not be as young as you, and you will reach the level of God!"

"Is there any secret in this?"

"What do you say? You should understand, don't you?" Jun Qianshang smiled.

"Maybe..." Feng Yun Wuji thought for a while and asked, "Just, you didn't seem to have finished speaking, what is it?"

Jun Qianshang was stunned and then understood: "Don't discuss this issue anymore. It's meaningless. After so many years, this strategy has been implemented. It must be true that it exists-"

Feng Yun Wuji asked directly: "How many late-level masters have been produced in hundreds of millions of years?"

This issue is what Feng Yun Wuji really cares about. It is impossible for human revitalization to be done by one or two people.

"You will naturally know when your strength reaches my level. As for now, I can only say that it is an incredible number compared to the original number." Jun Qianshang smiled indifferently, but there was a kind of firmness hidden in his smile.

Fengyun Wuji understood that even if he asked anything, Jun Qianshang would not say it.

"You don't want to say that you have your reasons, and I don't plan to ask... However, I hope you will consider your decision to retire. To be honest, you have been retired for a long time. After so long, you should have walked around the ancient times - perhaps, you can do things that cannot be done during retreat."

"I understand what you mean. If I formally decide to retire, I will meet you in advance. For the time being, I will not leave yet, because I also want to see if the War Emperor can unify the ancient times. You just asked me a question, and I also have a question. I wonder if you are willing to answer it?"

"What?"

"If there is no accident, the War Clan will probably unify the entire ancient times. If, I mean, if only the Sword Domain remains, and the War Clan has not been unified yet, would you be willing to give up the Sword Domain and give up your status for the sake of the unification of the ancient times. Rights, starting from the overall situation of mankind, choose to surrender to the War Clan?"

Feng Yun Wuji's pupils contracted slightly, staring at Jun Qianshang indifferently. He looked at Jun Qianshang with a look of looking at strangers: "I don't know why you had such an assumption. If it were you, would you? Choose to surrender to the war clan?"

"Yes!" Jun Qianshang said without any hesitation: "At the moment the sword domain was destroyed, I suddenly understood a lot. I found that in the past, I might have been too persistent and obsessed with too many things. Too many principles, but I forgot the purpose of establishing the sword domain. Since I was selected by the temple, I have been lost..."

As he said that, Jun Qianshang sighed, took out the secret book of the green cover, and looked at it with a complicated look: "This secret book of the Supreme is the experience of a supreme emperor. To achieve the supreme state of supreme. How can one achieve the heart of attachment?... So, I became more determined and thought of retreating."

"You chose to do it, but I don't!" Feng Yun Wuji said indifferently.

"Why? After you ascend hundreds of thousands of years, you are already lost in power, and a sword domain will make you forget your responsibility as a human race?"

"No!"

"No, then what are you still sticking to?"

Feng Yun Wuji brushed his sleeves and turned around. With a big sleeve, a strong wind swelled out. Under the cliff, a cluster of pine trees that were slanted out of obliquely rose up. With Feng Yun Wuji's palm, he fell into the fire where the fire was gradually weak. A pile of sniffle pine juice and smoke came out, and the fire gradually became bigger again:

"I have my dreams, my pursuits, my dreams never come true with others! Power, status..." Feng Yun Wuji sneered: "Is this your idea? If the Zhan Clan is right and my goal, if they are more capable of realizing the goal of human rejuvenation than me, what is the sword domain? I personally have nothing to do with the soldiers in front of the formation, but I can't believe in the Zhan Clan. At least so far, I have not seen any other intentions except unifying the world!"

"A long time ago, my dream of the fairy world was shattered. Not long afterwards, my dream of the ancient ones was shattered. The more I knew, the stronger my determination could only be made to strengthen my determination: when people live, they have their own responsibilities. You can choose different ways to fulfill your responsibilities, and what I chose is to bear it alone!"

Jun Qianshang was silent and said for a long time: "This is your choice, I respect your choice!"

Even Chishang and others felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little stiff, but this was obviously not the original intention of the two. Therefore, Feng Yun Wuji changed the topic and said: "Brother Jun, let's recover from the wound here for now. I will go to the Demon Realm of the Demon Realm, and I will meet the Demon Realm Master Demon Practice Sect. I hope to contact him. The three of them join forces should still have a try!"

Jun Qianshang nodded: "It will take some time for our injuries to be cured. You can go to the Demon Realm first and find the Demon Brother. We should have a fight with the Emperor of War. We have different internal strengths. When we join forces, the true qi should be able to help each other and resist the extremely cold true qi emitted by the Emperor of War."

"Well, then we're going to set off now!" Feng Yun Wuji turned his head and said to Chishang: "You will give instructions later. All the golden armored soldiers will return to the sword domain. Under no circumstances will they exceed the scope of the sword domain. Remember, don't exceed this range!"

Speaking of the latter, Feng Yun Wuji's tone became stern. Chishang had never seen Feng Yun Wuji's tone or expression.

"Yes, Master!... By the way, Master, disciple remember that the disciples of Jiange came to send a message. Two senior masters went to the sword domain with Master, why did the other one..."

"Taixuan!!" Jun Qianshang, who had a calm expression, also changed his face: Didn't you bring Taixuan out? Now, the sword domain has been occupied by the Emperor of War. If Taixuan meets the Emperor of War..."

"There is nothing to worry about." Feng Yun Wuji waved his hand, his expression calmly and soothing, and he had a convincing power: "Among everyone, the one who does not have to worry about his life and life is too mysterious. He will naturally appear in the near future."

Feng Yun Wuji knew Taixuan's equipment well, the first-class and unique skill of life-saving land, the Nine-Turn Life and Death Mystery, plus the Nine-Life War Armor. Every time he died, his skill increased tenfold. Even the Emperor of War was almost unlikely to kill Taixuan. In his mind, he recalled the scene where Taixuan first took action, and a gray death breath turned the scope of the War Clan's ice and snow into sand. A thought suddenly flashed through Feng Yun Wuji's mind: "Perhaps, the two energys of life and death can compete with the cold true energy of the frozen heaven and earth that the Emperor of War was carrying!"

He looked up at the horizon, and for a while, it was time to dawn. Feng Yun Wuji looked at Jun Qianshang sideways and said, "We will set out after dawn."

"I am recuperating here to recuperate and recuperate my wounds!" Jun Qianshang said.

"I'll go to the Demon Realm!" Feng Yun Wuji said.

Almost at the same time, the two of them spoke, "See you in a few days!!". They looked at each other, nodded slightly, then turned around and stopped talking.

Jun Qianshang sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the horizon, as if he was waiting for the white smear to float out from the horizontal line, while Fengyun Wuji was thinking much more.

At dawn, the golden armored soldiers of the brigade flew down from the mountain, and the flashing golden light extended to the horizon.

"See you in three days!" Feng Yun Wuji spoke, then grabbed Chi Shuanji's face with indifference. Ximen Huanran, like a wooden stake, rose into the air and headed towards the west like a meteor.

After Fengyun Wuji disappeared from Jun Qianshang's vision, a slightly magnetic voice came into Jun Qianshang's ears from afar. It was a mantra of several thousand words. Jun Qianshang still had a playful smile on his face, but as the more oral contents of the oral punishment flowed through his heart, Jun Qianshang finally put away the smile on his face that was a little indifferent, and listened to the contents of the mantra with a serious look.

"... Brother Jun, this is a piece of ice proof I realized hundreds of thousands of years ago. The proof is still somewhat unfinished, and its power may not be earth-shaking. However, in the sword domain, this dictator gave me great help. I think this dictator may be of some help to resist the cold internal strength of the War Emperor. You might as well take a look, I hope it will be helpful to you..."

"Now, I finally understand why the Temple has taken care of you so much..." Jun Qianshang faced the direction where Feng Yun Wuji disappeared. After a long time, he murmured, with a sigh on his face:

"Martial arts learned hundreds of thousands of years ago?...Your understanding is hard to say that there are no future generations, at least, it is unprecedented..."

Thousands of miles of ice are frozen and thousands of miles of snow are the scene of the Knife Domain at this time. The snowflakes in the dense sky are still falling from the clouds, not getting smaller or bigger. For such a long time, the snowflakes covering this area seem to have never changed, and are always so big. From the outside, there is no difference between the Knife Domain and the Snow Domain.

Further apart, layers of transparent ice cubes extend to the north like life, and the ice and snow in the north also extend to the southeast. Outside the ice layer, the dark clouds and snowflakes in the sky also extend. For a period of time, the snow and the sword domain will also connect the entire area, without distinguishing each other...

In the deserted snow, a man with a high crown and a majestic appearance and dignified man sat cross-legged in the snow. The thick snowflakes covered his shoulders, legs, and arms, like an exquisite sculpture of ice and snow.

The Emperor of War sat cross-legged in the snow indifferently. In this barren land, he was the master. The undulating lines on the entire surface of the earth, the original source point originated from him. From the side, all the complex and undulating lines perfectly fit the outline of the Emperor of War's entire body and even the folds of his robe. It was as if it were one, and from any angle, there was no abrupt place.

The cold wind whistled and drifted over the frozen earth. However, the evil thing was that there was no sound of the wind. The snowflakes in the sky were as curved and oblique as millets by the cold wind. However, the strong wind blew against the surface, and the thick snow did not raise a trace of chips.

The world is silent, in this extremely cold area. Everything seems so harmonious and calm. No one knows how long this peace will last until...

Trepid! ~

A sharp eagle scream pierced the sky. Under the clouds, a sharp shadow came out of the clouds, hovered in the air for several times, and then shot down from the air like a fast arrow, passing through the wind and snow. It was thrown towards the War Emperor...

The Emperor of War had not moved, had not lifted a little snow, and did not bring up a hint of light breeze. One palm had already stretched out straight, as if it had been stretched there since ancient times.

The War Eagle shot down quickly, and when approaching the War Emperor, its speed was extremely smoothly transformed from extremely fast to extremely slow, and fell on the War Emperor's palm. The sharp beak grinded twice on the War Emperor's white palm, then slowly shook his body, walked along the War Emperor's arm to the elbow, stopped, raised his head and screamed. Then he looked at the War Emperor.

The Emperor Zhan was almost looking at the black eyes of the War Eagle's Falley, and the Emperor Zhan, who had been silent, quickly opened his eyelids, and a sound that was almost inaudible was heard. It seemed like a gust of wind blew down from the top of his head, and then blew towards all sides, slowly pushing the Emperor Zhan's body and the snow around him into a circle. Looking from the air, it was like fading sea water.

Layers of snow faded to all sides, and under the snow, bodies covered by snowflakes were exposed. While the thick snow faded silently, the breath of life appeared in these bodies at the same time.

A glimmer of light flashed through the eyes of Emperor Zhan, which was as bright as midnight. At that moment, Emperor Zhan's eyes seemed to see another world through the eyes of the War Eagle opposite: the mountains rising and falling in the darkness, a slight white fish belly slowly rising in the east, facing the east. A large area of ​​golden light jumped from the mountain, three figures that were quickly heading towards the east, and a man in the green robe sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

The man in blue clothes seemed to have a sense of emotion. He raised his head, looked at the sky, and showed a calm smile, and then all the effects disappeared.

"Jun Qianshang..." Emperor Zhan was silent for a moment and said slowly.

"Emperor, what's wrong?" On the left side of the War Emperor, a general opened his eyes and asked.

"Nothing... The Sword God has led two disciples to the Demon Realm to find the Demon Practice Sect!"

The warriors around him were stunned when they heard this: "Go to the Demon Realm..."

"Well," the Emperor of War nodded, then raised his sleeve and threw the war eagle up. The war eagle was freed dozens of feet. When it was about to fall, its snow-white and powerful wings suddenly slapped hard, and a strong wind blew up, flying up, and sank straight into Qingming...

The Emperor of War suddenly flipped his palm and slashed it in the air to the distance. He flipped everything, otherwise he would make some simple but connected movements like flowing water.

On the opposite side of Emperor War, a large number of thin snow came from the surroundings under the control of an invisible force. Flashes of "cracking" sounds came, followed by crisp icy sounds. With the help of the thick snow, a huge towering ice palace was formed out of thin air, with its eaves flying around, and its structure was very exquisite, classical and generous.

The Emperor of Zhan loosened his palm. The huge ice palace, which was far larger and more exquisite than the Ice Palace on the Emperor of Zhan, crashed into the ground, shaking up the snow mist in the sky, and it fluttered and never dissipated for a long time.

A series of "slipping" sliding sounds came. Under the ice and snow, dozens of huge, slippery ice ropes emerged from the snow and entered the huge palace. The ice ropes were all the fists as thick as fists, and were hundreds of feet long. The ends of each were connected with the base of the huge ice palace.

The Emperor of War looked solemn, his palm was tied like a knife, and he raised it gently, and the ice cable slid, and a loud rumbling sound came. Hundreds of feet away, snow was flying, and the huge ice hall was rising higher and higher, and the base of the ice cable connected to the ice hall was also continuously extending and lengthening...

The snow mist was flying, and the rumbling sound came from the knife domain upwards. Even if it was tens of thousands of miles away, you could clearly see a huge ice palace slowly rising from the snow domain, rising higher and higher. From a distance, the crystal ice ropes gave the ice palace a layer of dreamy color!

Just as dozens of ice ropes were connected to the Ice Palace and as they rose into the air, countless figures gathered from the areas outside the ice and snow, and came toward the Ice Palace floating in the air, densely packed, with tens of thousands of long lines composed of figures, gathering from all directions continuously.

After a moment, it was radially in the thick snow. Countless soldiers of the War clan wearing white battle robes stepped on the void, floating on the snow, facing the War Emperor, and whispered:

"Welcome to the Emperor! I wish the Emperor to unify the ancient times and show his great wish!"

The loud sound was like a roaring wave of snow, splashing hundreds of feet of snow, with a very amazing momentum!

In the sound, a famous war clan disciple knelt down again, with an extremely respectful expression, and even a crazy worship!

The Emperor of War flicked his sleeves, stood up in the air, and stepped into the air. At his feet, layers of ice stairs extended upward from the ground and automatically took priority. Appeared in front of the Emperor of War, each ice stairs was dozens of feet wide and one foot high. Each side was extremely smooth and regular. One layer after another extended, the last level, but a little, a little bit, and it was just a little bit connected and fused with the base of the Ice Palace suspended in the air without any gap.

The Emperor Zhan stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttered, slowly following the nearly thousand-layer ice stairs, and stepped on the thick and smooth base dozens of meters wide outside the Ice Hall.

The heavy snow was still everywhere, and the cold wind was still howling, but the moment the Emperor of War stepped onto the outer edge of the Ice Hall, a transparent aperture with a radius of thousands of feet expanded, wrapping the entire Ice Hall. Within this range, there was no trace of ice and snow and cold wind approaching...

The Emperor of War stood with his hands behind his back, his body straight, and his cold and majestic gaze swept through all the disciples of the War clan below, invisibly. A natural, unfury-free emperor aura expanded from the Emperor of War, without being far away. It encompasses the entire sword domain...

Zhan Emperor looked very calm on his face, and his eyes slowly blinked, and under the gap, there was cold electricity everywhere:

"Get up!"

"Thank you Emperor!"

On all sides, a famous war clan member stood up.

"The First General!"

"I'm here!"

"How has the plan I made implemented?"

"When you go back to your Majesty, all plans have been implemented according to the plan that was set by Zhao. The Sword Domain fell, the Demon Domain fell, the Witch Clan surrendered, and most of the liberal factions in the north fell, and the people in the liberal factions in the south have not yet captured because of the existence of Hidden Valley. However, most of them have announced their surrender to our tribe in advance! At present, the only one that still exists in the south is the Sword Domain! I don't know..."

The Emperor of War's face turned cold, and his eyes swept over the first general, and the first general's whole body shook: "Please forgive me for your sin!"
To be continued...