The elf has never been so happy, and he fainted with a whistle.

So...good...

Time is up.

Feng Yun's voice was low.

"Array!"

"Get up a fight!"

Everyone stands up at the same time.

Bi Feng sighed in his heart.

If I had known this, why would I have been here?

Just now, Emperor Wu Bai Ye and others sent messages, basically the same meaning: Why bother?

Feng Yun was obviously crazy at that time. Why did you mess with him?

Bi Feng couldn't say anything about his suffering.

Even if Feng Yun is soft and posing for a deliberate attitude with me, I will still follow him. I just want an attitude as the capital to go out.

But the reply naturally would not say that, but was full of pride: "I just don't like him! Why?"

Bai Ye and others were silent.

Although Bi Feng is now rejected and seems to be in a general disadvantage, if there is a loss in this progress, Bi Feng will be able to cause trouble after going out.

Because, when Feng Yun was determined to move forward, he proposed to withdraw and block.

This is his capital.

Although Bi Feng was beaten, he also obtained capital, but the prerequisite was: I will die!

Everyone's heart suddenly felt heavy.

But at the moment, there is no choice but to withdraw. All the possibility of withdrawal no longer exists, so you can only move forward! Even though you know it is death, you must move forward. After unifying this thought, a heroic aura naturally arises in your heart!

As everyone walked forward on the already smooth and hard ground.

A wave of overwhelming momentum suddenly formed naturally.

Nineteen figures suddenly rose in everyone's hearts.

Those were the nineteen seniors who rushed into the valley.

They were in the same mood at that time, right?

Maybe you are not afraid, maybe you are not afraid, maybe you are not afraid, maybe no one wants to quit, but... since that's the case, then you can only move forward!

The entire continent is behind nineteen people. I take a step back and my life is in trouble! If I take a step back, the mainland has no face!

I'm afraid, but I'm going to advance but not retreat!

A tragic atmosphere surged.

The sound of footsteps under your feet is like the sound of heroic war drums.

The robes beside me will rush to fight.

Fang Che couldn't help but feel excited. In a hazy trance, there seemed to be a majestic figure in front of him, holding a black golden spear and stride forward!

His eyes were fixed and he looked ahead.

One person is moving forward, but he is like thousands of miles following him!

King's Landing!

"I am here today, and I am the king! God, so what?" There seemed to be a majestic voice in the world.

This tragic momentum and heroic spirit suddenly enveloped.

Twenty people were infected, and suddenly felt full of passion and shouted: "Fight! Fight to the death!!"

Suddenly, lightning flashed wildly in the sky, and golden thunder sounded.

A heroic shout sounded in the void.

"Fight! Fight to the death!!"

The battle cry from another world, and Feng Yunfang Chexue Changqing's voice, seemed to be integrated!

Suddenly, the two worlds seemed to resonate!

The breaths of each other are perfectly in line with each other.

Blurred figures flashed in front of them.

Standing up to the sky.

In the feeling of the true and illusion of everyone.

I saw a person appearing in front of me.

Holding a black golden spear, tall and majestic, standing in the clouds and fog in a vague manner. He was talking.

Behind him were a group of figures standing vaguely.

"Today's battle may not be won. Everyone finds a way to keep their most proud inheritance! Since this place is the place for the decisive battle, there will always be heroes who will stand out and come here to fight!"

"Even if we die in battle today, we will leave something for them!"

"Otherwise, if these centipedes can still survive, we are gone. If we cannot kill the enemy again, wouldn't it be a pity for you and me in this life?"

"Because of the intact soul now, leave a little soul mark!"

This is the voice of King's Landing, echoing between heaven and earth.

One person behind him smiled faintly: "I don't know if the number of people coming from later generations is enough. If one person is one, what if it is not enough?"

The other person smiled vaguely and said, "Maybe there are too many? What about the thousands and tens of thousands of people who can enter here? Then wouldn't everyone start a sect?"

Suddenly, several people laughed in unison: "Start a sect? We have already established a sect!"

The voice is heroic and full of arrogance: "It's really not rare."

"I don't know what will happen to my Futu Mountain Gate in the future! Now I've just two disciples, so I've let them get out of seclusion."

"I just left the inheritance and named it Hanjian Mountain Gate. I don't know if anyone can get inheritance in the future, and whether it can be compared with me today if I can do it!"

"Before I come, I will name them Baiyun Palace..."

These vague figures said, which made Feng Yun and others suddenly have a flash of inspiration in their minds.

No wonder it is said that those outer gates have a longer history than the Orthodox Church of the World!

It turns out that... some of the people who followed Junlin here were the ancestors of the Waishanmen!

Hearing these vague figures talking.

I heard someone sighing softly: "I don't know if they can inherit my hard bones after we have obtained our inheritance! Can they have some style?"

"The next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave, and it will definitely be better than you and me!"

The voices of the seniors were full of expectations.

It seems that they have seen their inheritance shine in the world.

Fang Che sighed in his heart.

If these seniors were still alive, they would see the current gate of the world and with their heritage, most of them would live like plants and trees, and a small number would live like dogs. I don’t know how disappointed and sad!

It has existed on earth for tens of thousands of years, and watched the inheritance of the Centenary God rage on the earth, and watched the establishment of the Orthodox Church and its power.

Just seek peace.

I wonder if the seniors will die of anger!

"I'll come first."

One person smiled and said, "In order to maintain combat power, I will only leave three moves! Brother Junlin, I will also have to trouble you to add some immortal mark."

Junlin calmly said, "It's easy to talk about."

With a wave of his hands, eighteen light spots fell on the eighteen people.

The first person to speak said lightly: "I am Xiao Wu, who is the descendants of future generations and descendants who are in line with me, take a step forward!"

Turning around, a square face revealed in the mist, revealing sharp eyes.

"Three swords and one skill!"

His right hand was raised in the mist and pointed at a person and said, "Come on!"

His eyes suddenly penetrated the thick fog!
Chapter completed!