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Qin Shuang's voice fell from the high platform. Qin Shuang gathered martial arts and scholars in one body. Not to mention combat power, her understanding of the way of heaven alone is actually no longer comparable to that of a martial saint. From shallow to deep, and in detail, while preaching, she also further sorted out her understanding of the way of heaven, which was a further push for her own understanding. With her preaching, she had already vaguely glimpsed the origin of the way of heaven.

At this time, Qin Shuang was completely selfless, forgetting that she was preaching, but she just poured out her feelings from her mouth. It was as magnificent as a bell, as thin as a stream of moistening things, a trace of Taoist rhyme drooped from the sky and hovered around her body. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, which was a radius of thousands of miles, gathered towards the Iron Bicheng and the Central Square, condensed into clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

Under the high platform, everyone was intoxicated and completely lost.

Above the small building.

Chen Qiu and Xueyi stood in front of the window with their hands behind their backs. The two of them had no idea of ​​listening. After all, they were discussing the truth with Qinshuang every day. Although Qinshuang always had unique insights, these two people did not think Qinshuang was better than them.

So the two of them did not go to the central square, but stood in front of the window of the small building, looking at Qinshuang preaching with a calm mood.

but……

Before they knew it, the two of them became intoxicated...

A trace of Taoist rhyme drooped from the sky, more and more, like flowers flowing in the sky. The trace of Taoist rhyme was centered on the twins of the piano and spreading around. Gradually, there was only one sound echoing in the entire Tiebi City.

That was Qin Shuang's voice.

The entire Iron Bicheng gradually shrouded a layer of crystal light in the spiral of Taoist rhyme.

Outside the Iron Bicheng.

Thirteen people were flying towards this side quickly. Thirteen people were covered with unhealed scars and their faces were covered with dust. The person in the lead was a young man, but his young face had vicissitudes that were inconsistent with his age, only those pairs of eyes were as bright as stars. He stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

"It's almost here!"

A middle-aged man next to him who was only 1.7 meters tall and his arms were above his knees, looked forward and said:

"Climb this mountain and you will see the Iron Bicheng."

"Walk!"

The young man's spirit suddenly became excited and accelerated his pace. Thirteen people rushed up like flying eagles and rushed towards the mountains ahead.

"Swoosh..."

The young man jumped to the top, and then he was stunned. Behind him, twelve figures jumped up, standing side by side with the young man, and then all looked into the distance with dumbfounded eyes.

What a wonder that it was!

A faint colorful light enveloped a huge city, which was magnificent and majestic, but that faint colorful light added a glorious atmosphere.

"That's... Tiebi City..."

All the thirteen people felt their throats dry. They had never seen the holy mountain of the Wuzong Hall, but the first feeling that came to their hearts after seeing the Tiebi City was.

Holy Land!

These thirteen are all iron-blooded people, all of whom are determined and determined. There are six martial kings, and the remaining seven are also the peak of martial arts masters. They can survive the land occupied by demons and continue to hunt down demons and demons. Their mind and cultivation can be imagined.

Since they heard that Qinshuang established the Xinyue Empire, sixty-eight people have killed from the land occupied by demons and towards Tiebi City, and crossed the boundless desert. When they walked here, only the thirteen of them were left, the thirteen of them, the strongest ones.

but……

At this time, these thirteen strong-wedding people saw the Iron Bird City shrouded in a layer of colorful gems, and a thought of worship came from the bottom of their hearts. A warm current surged in their chest, their eyes were hot, and they actually had an urge to cry.

The young man in the lead took a deep breath, his face flushed with excitement, and he suddenly raised his arms and shouted:

"Let's go! Fenyue Empire, we are here!"

"Crimson Empire, we are here!"

"We're here!"

Thirteen ran down the mountain and ran towards the iron-blocked gate.

Iron wall gate.

The city gate is wide open.

There are hundreds of warriors guarding each side of the city gate.

However, at this time, all the warriors sat on the ground, closed their eyes, and immersed in their understanding.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

Thirteen figures fell in front of the city gate, looking at the scene in front of them, and couldn't help but be stunned. The young man in the head saw that no one paid attention to them and wanted to ask, but now he is the King of Wu, so he naturally saw that these people were immersed in their understanding and were not easy to interfere. He looked a little confused, and even his steps were much lighter. He walked into the city gate and walked forward along the avenue.

A clear voice came from afar, as hazy, as clear, as if the sound of a fairy was faint, as well as like a big bell, which made people intoxicated without realizing it.

Looking around, the streets and alleys, in front of and behind the door, warriors, men or women, old or young, each with the same expression:

I was fascinated by the fact that I was fascinated by...

In a trance, the thirteen people sat cross-legged without realizing it...

Lifeline.

The Thirteenth Fortress Army.

A warrior took off his armband and placed it on a general's table.

"General, I'm leaving."

The general was stunned. If it were Yundakai, the person in front of him was Yundakai, the cultivation level of the seventh level of King Wu, and his combat power was close to that of King Wu's ninth level. He was extremely fierce. He was the one he valued very much. His eyes moved away from the armband placed on the table and looked at Yundakai.

"Why?"

"Our commander is back, I'm going to return to the team."

"Commander?"

"The leader of the ice field."

"Is it the Pang Emperor you often mention?"

"yes!"

The general was silent, and raised his head for a moment and said, "You can ask him to join the military, I..."

Yunda shook his head, and the general was silent again. After a while, he said, "Is it really decided?"

"I've decided!"

A trace of regret appeared on the general's face, and he nodded and said, "Go, as long as I don't die, you can come back at any time."

"General Thank you!"

The Eighth Fortress.

"Boy, do you know that once you leave the army, all your welfare, including the points of glory, will be invalid."

"I know."

"Without the help of the army, your cultivation will stagnate and eventually die at the hands of the demon."

"No need to worry!"

"roll!"

Warriors separated from the fortress legion and gathered towards the first fortress. These people were all warriors who came from the Ice Field to join the army. They were all warriors of the Great Qin Empire, and they all had a commander.

Emperor Pang!

After Emperor Pang left the ice field, they were temporarily dispersed, some of them stayed in the ice field and joined other teams, some of them left the ice field and went to the life defense line and joined the army. Because they were people from the Great Qin Empire, they were eager to return to their hometown one day.
Chapter completed!