Supreme Soaring Immortal

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Qin Shuang’s voice fell from the high platform. Qin Shuang’s collection of martial arts and Confucianism in one body, not to mention battle strength, is just the understanding of Heavenly Dao. Not a Martial Sage can compare, from the shallower to the deeper, and meticulously, while preaching, it is also a further detailed combing of my own understanding of Heavenly Dao, which is a further promotion of my own understanding. Following her sermon, she had faintly caught a glimpse of Grand Dao Source.

At this time, Qin Shuang has completely forgotten me, forgetting that he is preaching, but pouring out his own feelings continuously from his mouth. It is as bright as the big Lu of Hongzhong, and it is as thin as a stream of moisturizing things. Dao Rhyme descended from the sky, hovering around her body, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi flowing in a radius of thousands of miles, converging towards the iron wall city and towards the central square, condensing into patches of clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

Under the high platform, everyone can hear as if drunk and stupefied, completely forgetting me.

Above the small building.

Shen Qiu and Xueyi stand in front of the window. They didn’t have the idea of ​​listening. After all, they talk to Qin Shuang every day. Although Qin Shuang always has unique insights, these two Personally, I don't think Qin Shuang is more brilliant 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, watching Qin Shuang's sermon with a calm mood.

But...

Unconsciously, two of them are intoxicated...

A trace of Dao Rhyme descends from the sky, more and more, like flowers In the volley, those traces of Dao Rhyme centered on Qin Shuang, spreading and spreading all around, gradually, only one voice echoed in the entire Iron Wall City.

That is Qin Shuang's voice.

The entire Iron Wall City hovered in the circle of Sisi Dao Rhyme, gradually shrouded in a crystal clear light.

Outside the Iron Wall.

Thirteen people are flying over here at a fast pace. All the thirteen people had unhealed scars on their bodies, and their faces were covered with dust. The headed person is a young man, but his young face has vicissitudes that do not match his age, and only those eyes are as bright as stars. He stretched out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"It's almost here!"

The middle-aged man next to him, who is no more than 1.7 meters tall, with arms over knees, glances forward. :

"Climbing this mountain, you will be able to see the Iron Wall City."

"Go!"

The youth's spirit suddenly became excited. , Hastened the pace. The thirteen people swooped up like flying eagles and ran towards the mountains ahead.

"Swish..."

The young man jumped to the top, and then he froze there. Behind him, twelve silhouettes leaped up and stood shoulder to shoulder with the young man. Li Li, and then Judu stared into the distance dumbfounded.

What a spectacle it is!

The faint colorful rays of light shrouded a huge city, the city is magnificent and majestic, but the faint colorful rays of light adds to the brilliance.

"That's...Iron Wall City..."

Thirteen people feel that their throats are dry. They have never seen Holy Mountain in Martial Sect Hall, but they see Tie After the walled city, the first feeling that emerged in my heart was.

Holy Land!

These thirteen are all iron-blooded people, and they are all determined people, and they have six Martial Kings, and the remaining seven are also Martial Master Peaks. Being able to survive in the land occupied by Demon, and still hunting Monster Race and Demon Race continuously, its aspirations and its cultivation base can be imagined.

Since they heard that Qin Shuang established the Crescent Moon Empire, sixty-eight people have been killed from the land occupied by Demon, all the way to the Iron Wall City, and across the boundless desert, they walked here. Of the 68 people, only 13 of them are left, and 13 of them are the most powerhouse.

But...

At this time, these thirteen men of iron and blood, with determination and determination, saw the iron wall city shrouded in a layer of colorful light, unexpectedly from the bottom of their hearts There was a thought of worship, a warm current surging in the chest cavity, the eyes became hot, and there was an urge to cry.

The young man led by took a deep breath, flushed with excitement on his face, suddenly raised his arms and shouted:

"Go! Crescent Empire, we are here!"

"The Crescent Moon Empire, we are here!"

"We are here!"

Thirteen rushed down the mountain and ran towards the Tiebi Pass.

Tiebiguan.

The city gate is open.

There are hundreds of Martial Artist guards on both sides of the city gate.

However, all the Martial Artists are sitting on the ground at this time, with their eyes closed, immersed in comprehension.

"whiz whiz whiz..."

The thirteen silhouettes fell in front of the city gate, looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but stay. Seeing that no one paid any attention to them, the headed youth wanted to ask questions, but now that they are Martial King people, it is natural to see that these people are immersed in comprehension and it is not easy to interfere. His expression was a little dazed, he even eased his steps a lot, walked into the city gate, and walked along the avenue.

A clear and beautiful voice came from a distance, seemingly hazy, yet clear, like a faint fairy sound, and like Hong Zhongda Lu, making people unconsciously intoxicated.

Wandering around, streets and alleys, in front of and behind the house, Martial Artists, male or female, old or young, everyone is an expression:

as if drunk and stupefied......

In a trance, those thirteen people unconsciously sit cross-legged......

The line of defense of life.

The Thirteenth Fort Military Headquarters.

A Martial Artist took off his armband and placed it on a general's desk.

"General, I want to leave."

The look of the general startedled, and the person in front of him changed to Yundakai. The cultivation base and battle strength of Martial King 7th Layer are close to Martial King. The ninth layer, sturdy and unusual, is a person he valued very much. He looked away from the armband on the table and looked at Yun Dakai.

"Why?"

"Our leader is back, and I want to return to the team."

"Commander?"

"At the time The commander in the ice field."

"The emperor you often mentioned?"

"Yes!"

The general was silent, and lifts the head for a moment. He came and said: "You can invite him to join the military, I..." Yunda shook his head, and the general was silent again. Half a moment ago: "Really decided?"

"Decided!"

A trace of regret appeared on the general's face, and nodded said: "Go, as long as I am not dead , You can come back anytime."

"General Xie!"

The Eighth Fort.

"Boy, do you know that once you leave the army, all your benefits, including glory points, will be void."

"I know."

"Without the help of the army, your cultivation base will stagnate and end up in the hands of Demon."

"Don't bother!"

"get lost ! "

Martial Artists separated from the fortress Legion one by one, and gathered towards the first fortress. These people were all Martial Artists who came to the life line of defense and joined the army from the ice field. They are all Martial Artists of the Great Qin Empire, and they all once had a commander.

Panghuang!

After the emperor left the ice sheet, they dispersed temporarily. Some people stayed in the ice sheet and joined other squads. Some people left the ice sheet and went to the line of life defense to join the army. Because they are members of the Great Qin Empire, they long to return to their homeland one day.

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