As night falls, dark tides surging and rains are fierce, the entire ancient city is like the upside down of heaven and earth.

In the void of the entire city, in addition to the sound of rain, there was a vague roar like tearing apart space. Ordinary people in the Guangyuan City had already received the instructions issued by the prefect's palace and stayed at home and stayed in their doors. This situation had happened once last year.

Guangzhou Guangyu City, the oldest city in the vast landscaping people in China, seems to have a magical power, which has caused the stunning battles that have shaken the whole world recently to happen here. Before, Zhao Yukha Yunyan was here in early autumn, and today another Holy Decision Battle is about to break out. It can be foreseen that in this pouring rain, another powerful man who amazed a time, cut off his soul here.

The heavy rain that poured down the sky could not resist the people watching the battle from all over Daxia. Therefore, the empty places, streets and alleys, and even the roofs of the entire Guangyuan City were densely packed with monks wearing straw raincoats, looking up at the West without blinking their eyes.

The upper four armies blocked the entire surroundings of Wanjian Mountain, so these monks had to watch the battle in the wide area city. In their sight, there were several purple light spots floating above the sky. They were Chu Zhengyang carrying the great masters' spirit cranes, but on the other side where everyone could not see clearly, the rain curtains of the sky, several black dragons fluttered their wings and soared. Above the black dragon, the taboo robes of the Tianhui Army and the Night Dark Division were flying, and countless raindrops fell down.

In the Guangyuan City, no matter men and women, no matter how high or low their cultivation level, there was only one action at this time, that was, looking up, because the rolling green lotus sword energy in the night sky no longer expanded, and at the same time, the huge green lotus petal on the top of Wanjian Mountain bloomed from the outside to the inside, one petal after another.

In the heavy rain, in the dark shadows, the green air among the clouds, nine hundred and ninety-nine miles, the green lotus blooms!

This green lotus containing the supreme laws of swordsmanship blooms every time it blooms, the green air above the void of the entire Guangyuan City will boil, and the sound of the sword sounding across the sky will also be clearer.

Then the harsh and howling sword sounded louder and louder, and the green aura shrouded over the Guangyuan City gradually became the extension of the sword lotus petals. The two merged into one place, causing a sword-draft green lotus that truly spanned a radius of 99 miles across the entire Wanjian Mountain in Guangzhou!

In other words, this sword-do blue lotus is the prototype of Murong and the country that attacked the direct realm of the saint. As soon as this country appeared, all the swords of sword monks in the wide area city began to tremble violently at the same time, and they almost wanted to get out of the sheath and fly out.

In the next breath, a whole sword-dao green lotus bloomed completely, revealing a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged inside. However, in the eyes of all the monks with high cultivation, he was a sword.

At this time, Murong He was a peerless sword bred by the sword-dao Qinglian. Perhaps he could be called the King of Ten Thousand Swords!

The King of Ten Thousand Swords was born, and all the swords in the Guangyuan City were automatically unsheathed nine inches and had been surrendered. At the same time, the people who witnessed this strange phenomenon were all deeply shocked.

Guangyuan City is no longer dark, because the Qinglian Kingdom is emitting infinite blue-gold light to the outside, shining the entire sky. Then, on the spiritual crane, Dari Wuzong Lu Yao, who lets the heavy rain fall, stared at the Qinglian in front of him with a bright look, and then let out a roar, and the thick sound came directly from the sky:

"The Xu hour is right, and the prototype of the Qinglian Kingdom is 999 miles away. Murong He officially became the strongest peak under the saint. Apart from becoming a saint, he could no longer get any improvement. That also means that His Majesty is coming!"

As soon as the roaring sound of the road was falling, a dazzling silver light suddenly appeared at the teleportation station in the eastern suburbs of Guangyuan City, just like a round of condensed countless times of stunning suns, bursting outwards, but after this round of stunning sun burst, what emitted outwards was not fire light, but pure silver light.

The silver light is heavy and vast, and with the infinite momentum that makes people worship it, it is accompanied by the power of the emperor sweeping outward, and it is overwhelming the whole city!

At the same time, as soon as the silver scorching sun appeared, Guangyuan City instantly changed from restlessness to quietness. The endless emperor power on Zhao Yu's body had the power to calm people's hearts. Then under the heavy rain, all the people knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed forward and then a uniform voice rushed to the entire sky:

"Welcome to you to descend to the Guangyuan City, long live your Majesty!"

As the sound of asking for peace that shook the sky was constantly surrounding the void, a young and stable emperor voice came clearly into everyone's ears:

"Flat!"

After the emperor finished speaking, all the people looked up and saw that in their eyes, the violent rain fell from the sky and hit the ground, forming a dazzling rain curtain with the night sky, the green lotus and silver light.

Above the rain curtain, the green lotus was completely blooming, but there was a silver sun that was difficult to see directly. From east to west, it slashed through the entire rain curtain violently, dragging the long silver tail like a meteor, smashing the Qinglian sword energy, evaporating countless raindrops, and with the thunderous momentum, under the gaze of countless people, it fell straight towards the Qinglian without any fancy.

"Pay attention to resistance. Those with low cultivation should concentrate and close their eyes!"

Lu Yao, the Great Sun Wuzong above the sky, once again roared throughout the city, but the silver scorching sun transformed by Zhao Yu was too fast, and the people in the Guangyuan City had no time to react, so Yin Ri directly rushed into the Qinglian without any fancy.

Light, loud noise, the scene of destruction!

Within the silver sun is the kingdom of Zhao Yu's ancient ruins, and the blooming green lotus is also the prototype of a kingdom belonging to the kendo.

Therefore, the collision between the two is not a simple collision between the sterling silver sun and the 999-li Qinglian, but a confrontation between one country and another country, and a confrontation between the most original law.

The next moment, the whole world seemed to be in absolute silence, silent and colorless. The monks in the Guangyuan City were directly deprived of their five senses, and there was only the silence after the extreme harshness in their ears. At the same time, the eyes were filled with intertwined silver and blue gold, and they could not see any other picture clearly.

Under such a vast aftermath of impact, those with low cultivation may even be shocked to faint instantly. Then the perception of some powerful people with high cultivation gradually recovered, and they continued to stare at the sky, their minds shook wildly.

Because the entire sky was directly divided into two by two forces against the sky, forming two completely different worlds.

The upper part is a silver ancient ruins country, with countless ancient stone statues and buildings inside, with vast emperor power, while the lower part is a Qinglian sword energy country, with billions of sword energy scattered.

The kingdom vs. the kingdom.
Chapter completed!