Emperor's Domination

Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but it is not much different. At this moment, the most powerful team and the most elite disciples of the Sanzhen Sect are all assembled on the Shenxuanzong Mountain. outer.

Suddenly, the Sanzhen Sect gathered its forces outside Shen Xuanzong Mountain, which surprised the other monks very much.

In fact, even if there are strong monks who know the reason, they will feel that they have not yet reached this point. After all, the Three True Sects have been beheaded by a guardian and an elder. Although this is a major event, it is far from it. Reached the point of coming out of the nest.

Now the Sanzhen Sect is almost coming out of the nest. All the strongest and most intrepid teams under the sect are Chen Bing at the Shenxuanzong Mountain Gate. It can be seen that the Sanzhen Sect attacking Shenxuanzong this time is endless, and it is quite necessary to destroy the Shenxuanzong. The trend.

"Does Sanzhen Sect really want to destroy God Xuanzong?" Seeing Chen Bingyu, the millions of soldiers of Sanzhen Sect, even the strong monks of other sects were surprised, and they couldn't help but doubt it.

After all, the Three True Sects and Shen Xuanzong have been feuding for millions of years. I don’t know how many battles have erupted between each other. When both sides have suffered heavy casualties, both sides have experienced declines. However, in these millions Over the years, it hasn't been seen that Sanzhen Sect and Shen Xuanzong have destroyed each other.

Now the Sanzhen Sect is suddenly out of control, and the lineup is far larger than before. This really surprised many people.

There was a loud noise of "Boom--". At this moment, three tall figures were transmitted within the portal.

These three figures are all riding a strange animal under the hip, a strangely tall treasure elephant. The four legs of this treasure elephant are like large stone pillars, and the elephant's back can carry a high mountain.

At this time, although this treasure elephant did not carry a high mountain, it was carrying a pavilion. In the pavilion, there was an old man sitting cross-legged. This old man was wearing a three-color Taoist robe and holding a whisk, which made people look at it. , Like a man in the dust.

The other figure is an old woman. The old woman is riding a Qingluan. Although the body of the Qingluan is not as huge as the treasure elephant, its tail feathers are dragging long, and the trailing tail feathers are swaying and flashing. The terrible flame seems to be the real fire inherited from Phoenix.

This old woman was riding on Qingluan, with a cold face like frost, eyes like swords, carrying a long sword, swallowing cold light, and having the potential to kill all directions, making people horrified.

The last figure is a white-faced man without a beard. Riding under his crotch is a flood dragon. This dragon is 80 feet long and has a pair of sharp horns. Like two unsheathed cold knives, it can kill people at any time. Under the seat.

This white-faced and needless man holds the pagoda in his hands. The pagoda is shining light, it seems to swallow the creatures of the eight wilderness, can refine all the monsters, and give people a tendency to drop demons and slash them, so that the disciples of the demons cannot help but feel hairy .

"Three true seven sons!" Seeing these three tall figures appear in front of the Million Army, the monks in the distance couldn't help being surprised.

Even if God Xuanzong went up and down, seeing these three tall figures, they couldn't help but feel tight.

"The Seven Elders of the Sanzhen Sect, now there are three, this is really going to come out of the nest." Seeing such a lineup, even the powerhouse of Shen Xuanzong couldn't help but mutter.

"Three true seven sons, three came in one breath. This is really going to destroy God Xuanzong and let go of life and death." Seeing three tall figures lined up in front of the army of one million, no one can help but feel tight. .

The Seven Sons of the Three Reals, that was the title a long time ago, and now many people call them the Three Reals and Seven Olds. These are the seven most powerful people of the Three Reals, including the head of the Three Reals.

It can be said that the Three True Seven Sons are comparable to the five peak masters of God Xuanzong, such as Zhang Yue, the Three True Seven Sons are even more powerful.

"The three true seven sons, the last one is the strongest, I don't know if they come." Seeing three of the three true seven sons came three, a strong one whispered from the sidelines.

"The end of the seven sons--" When I heard this statement, I don't know how many people felt tight. At the end of the seven sons, many people had heard it, and the sound was thunderous.

"The end of the seven sons is Yiling. I don't know if it's coming or not, and I don't know if it has broken through the Great Eucharist." Many people mentioned this name, and they couldn't help but get rid of it.

The Seven Three Reals are well-known in the Beixi Emperor, but the most famous is not the head of the Sanzhen Sect, but the end of the Sevens, Lu Yiling.

At the end of the Seven Sons, Lu Yiling was the little junior of the Sanzhen Sect. He was a generation of geniuses. Among the Seven Sons, he was the youngest but the highest in Taoism.

"Lu Yiling!" When someone mentioned this name, let alone Chengshan Yuewang and the others, even if they were the number one master of the sect like Ping Ying Weng, they couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Even if Lui Zero Future, this is strong enough. The three, four, and five of the three true seven sons are here, so powerful." At this time, someone looked at the three old people of Chen Bing before the Million Army. Said slowly.

The old man riding a treasure elephant is the third of the three true seven sons; the white-faced man without a beard riding a dragon is the fourth of the three true seven sons; the old woman riding a Qingluan is the fifth of the three true seven sons.

A "bang—" sounded, and while many people were still guessing, a person stepped out of the door of the Sanzhen Sect. Under this "bang", he stepped on it, There were footprints on the void, and his footprints were like a brand, unable to dissipate for a long time.

At this moment, above the millions of soldiers of the Three True Sects, there is an old man standing. This old man wears a three-color Taoist robe and dances with the wind. The long beard on his face is also dancing with the wind. The beard is like a sword, shining with light.

This old man holds his hand wishful, standing above the void, like a god, which makes people unable to cross and awe-inspiring.

"The head of the Seven Sons, the head of the Sanzhen Sect." Seeing the old man stepping on the void, many people exclaimed.

The old man in front of him was the head of the Sanzhen Sect and the head of the Seven Sons. His reputation in the Northern Western Emperor was not weaker than the Ping Weng of Shen Xuanzong.

The presence of the head of the Three True Sects immediately made Shen Xuanzong's mind tight. Because the head of the Three True Sects fought in person, it meant that the war between the two factions would be endless.

Even the strong monks who were watching from a distance couldn't help but feel tight. They took a breath of air and said secretly: "This time it is a big game. Between the two factions, either you die or I die."

Chen Bing, an army of millions, came in person, this is enough to explain the determination of the Sanzhen Sect, they will never die with the god Xuanzong!

"Brother Xiao Weng, it's time to give us Sanzhen Sect." At this moment, the head of Sanzhen Sect stood in the void and said coldly.

The voice of the head of the Sanzhen Sect is like a knife engraving. Every word and every word of his is carved into the void with a sharp knife, making the disciples of Shen Xuanzong very uncomfortable, because every word and every word of his The words are also engraved on everyone's body.

"Brother Dao, it's been a long time." The enemy is about to come to the door, and Ping Xiaoweng has to show his face. It is impossible for him to hide in Nanluo Peak and not come out.

At this time, Ping Yanweng rose into the sky, standing above Nanluo Peak, with a kind demeanor, he said slowly: "I don't know why my brother wants Chen Bing to our Shen Xuanzong."

Compared with the stern head of the Sanzhen Sect, the amiable Ping Ping Weng is more like the grandfather next door.

Pingyingweng's attitude made many people look at each other. People who know Pingyingweng know that Pingyingweng is definitely not a good stubborn, absolutely a ruthless character. If he doesn't show his power, he will do nothing. Once he gets angry, That is the wind and resolute, the method is iron and blood and ruthless.

"Weng Weng knowingly asked, your god Xuanzong repeatedly killed our Sanzhen Sect disciples, beheaded our chief protector, and slaughtered our elder Fu. This is a deep hatred of blood, but your god Xuanzong broke the agreement and declared war on our Sanzhen Sect!" The head of Sanzhen Sect said coldly.

"I'm afraid it's a misunderstanding." Ping Yanweng also said lightly: "This is the first action by the disciples of the noble school. The chief guardian of the noble school and the elder Fu destroyed my mountain gate and entered the Kingfisher Peak. Our god Xuanzong is just It's just self-defense. Someone was killed, and we can only blame poor studies and skills!"

At this time, Ping Yingweng only dismissed it with understatement such as "misunderstanding" and "self-defense".

Ping Yingweng knew very well in his heart that when the Sanzhen Sect Chen Bing was outside Shen Xuanzong Mountain, all the negotiations and all the words were of no avail. The Sanzhen Sect was to come true, and there was no room for maneuver at all. At this time, Ping Yin Weng was too lazy to spend his tongue.

The Sanzhen Sect must say that Shen Xuanzong killed their disciples, just wanting them to be famous as teachers, so that they can send troops to Shen Xuanzong righteously, and put the notoriety of tearing the agreement on Shen Xuanzong.

Hearing the rhetoric from both sides, many monks who were watching from afar couldn't help but look at each other. They didn't talk about it, and many people didn't even know that such a big thing happened inside.

In fact, the news that Liu Menglong and the others were killed has not spread. The Three True Sects are already under pressure. This means that the Three True Sects have long been prepared. Even if Liu Menglong and the others have not been killed, the Three True Sects will still send troops. Shen Xuanzong.

"What a misunderstanding, what a self-defense!" The head of Sanzhen Sect slammed his eyes, hesitated to kill, and said coldly: "Is this the attitude of your Shen Xuanzong? This is how your Shen Xuanzong insisted to tear up the truce agreement that year. How do you do it?" "Brother Dao, you and I know well, why bother to say more." Ping Xiaoweng also said coldly: "At this moment, the Three True Sect is the army of one million Chen Bing outside our Shen Xuanzong Mountain, you and I In between, what is the truce agreement of the year to be discussed! If Brother Dao really has the heart to talk about the truce agreement of the year, then first ask Brother Dao to withdraw the millions of troops, and you and I will talk about the truce agreement."

In this case, many people looked at each other, and the fool knew that this was impossible. The Sanzhen Sect had already mobilized a large army of millions, and the arrow was already on the line and had to be sent!

One change today, two changes tomorrow.