1033. The Focus of the Battlefield

If Emperor Youming's inheritance is a successfully refined immortal weapon, and Yan Zhaoge can activate that immortal weapon, although the hope is still slim, there may still be some chances.

At least, it's no longer complete despair.

But in fact, most people are still not optimistic.

After experiencing the excitement when the initial news broke, people have gradually calmed down over the years.

The news that originally originated from Guangmingzong is likely to be biased.

Maybe Yan Zhaoge did get the inheritance of Emperor Youming, but it may not be a fairy soldier.

At least, the possibility of it being a real immortal weapon that has been completely sacrificed is not great.

On the one hand, it was because the Youming Emperor himself had never sacrificed and refined an immortal soldier during his lifetime.

On the one hand, it is also because Yan Zhaoge and Guangcheng Mountain have traveled the world for so many years, and they have never seen a trace of the immortal soldier.

If it is said that although the Guangcheng Mountain warriors were strong in the past, their cultivation level was still low, then today's battle has been fought until now, if there are really immortal soldiers, Yan Zhaoge's deployment, there is no need to wait for Emperor Qian to come, it will have ended first current battle.

Thinking of this, everyone on Guangcheng Mountain felt heavy in their hearts, faintly feeling hopeless.

Yan Zhaoge, who had become the focus of the audience's attention, looked as usual.

He let go of the suppression of the Southern Supreme Zhuangshen, and raised his hand upwards.

The Hall of Dragons appeared, the gate opened, and streams of dark air emerged from it.

In the boundless void in the hall, a huge black iron wheel was turning quietly.

The black iron wheel flew out of the Hall of Dragons and immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

Big ghost wheel!

This supreme treasure that originated from Yin Tianxia, ​​the great emperor of Youming, has finally reappeared in the upper world.

With the rising of the Great Nether Bright Wheel, the already dark world in front of us became pitch black and its brilliance disappeared because the earth replaced the sky.

But in the boundless primitive darkness, there is a little light that suddenly lights up, bright and pure.

The Great Nether Bright Wheel exists between light and darkness at this moment.

The slowly rotating black iron wheel seems to be divided into two by an invisible dividing line.

Half of it reflects the bright light and shines brightly, and the other half melts into the dark darkness, making it hard to see.

But when people looked closely, it seemed that the whole Great Nether Wheel was covered with a layer of dim light, not bright, not dazzling, just a haze.

The opposite of light and dark is clearly defined.

Chaos and blur, a haze.

Two seemingly contradictory scenes are manifested on the Great You Minglun at the same time, and one cannot help but wonder whether one of them is an illusion.

But they coexist in perfect unity at this moment, showing the profound truth and artistic conception.

Among the twelve holes on the black iron wheel, at this moment, nine holes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.

The rotating Great Nether Wheel stopped suddenly, and then from one of the holes, light radiated out and fell on the Guangcheng Mountain below.

The reverse force prevents Guangcheng from sinking into the sea.

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge patted the sky seal downwards.

Under the joint action of the two forces, with the momentum of pulling up the mountains, the Guangcheng mountains no longer fall, but rise slowly upwards.

Countless people stared at the Great Youming Wheel and murmured in their hearts: "That is the treasure left by Emperor Youming..."

While the state of mind was shaken, looking at the twelve holes on the Dayou Minglun, only nine of them lit up, but many people sighed in their hearts: "After all, I haven't really refined it yet!"

Immortal soldiers, as the name suggests, are weapons refined by the strong who pushed open the immortal gate.

If the Great Emperor Youming hadn't completely completed the sacrificial training, Yan Zhaoge, who was in the realm of Martial Saints, would naturally not be able to complete his merits.

But there is a difference between immortals and mortals, and the sky is hard to overcome.

If you can't become a fairy soldier, how can you fight against the real immortal emperor who has pushed away the fairy gate for many years?

"The Twelve Methods of Darkness, the second method, reflection."

In the void, a voice came, the voice was clear and pleasant, like the sound of a bell, like the sound of the Great Dao.

"I haven't seen such an authentic Twelve Ways of Nether Brightness for many years." The towering giant tree hanging upside down on the ground above disappeared, and a Taoist appeared in midair.

Wearing an apricot robe,

Wearing a golden crown, wearing a crane cloak, a face like a crown jade, and three long beards, although he is not as handsome as Emperor Jin Fu Yunchi, he is also very elegant.

It is one of the Five Emperors of the Upper Realm, Emperor Qianyuan!

Although it was the first time to see a real person, Yan Zhaoge had long been familiar with the image of this powerful man in the upper world.

Others also recognized the True Immortal Emperor.

With the real appearance of Emperor Qianyuan, the terrifying pressure that enveloped the audience disappeared strangely.

Whether it was Yan Zhaoge, Cao Jie and the others in mid-air, or the people on the Guangcheng Mountain below, their whole bodies relaxed.

But everyone's mood is even more tense.

Lang Qing, Zhuang Shen, Tiandaoren, and Lian Zulin, the four supreme powerhouses, all stopped their attacks when they saw Emperor Qianyuan really appear.

They saluted Qian Yuan Great Emperor together: "Your Majesty Qian Emperor."

Emperor Qianyuan nodded and said: "Poverty Dao is eager for skills for a while, everyone, please let Poor Dao out."

Lang Qing said: "There is nothing you can do."

Zhuang Shen sat cross-legged in the void, calmly adjusted his breath, and healed the injuries caused by Yan Zhaoge and the Sun Seal.

However, his eyes were still fixed on Yan Zhaoge and the Great Nether Minglun, his eyes were filled with hatred and complicated.

It is true that the Dayou Minglun is not a real fairy weapon, but its power is also astonishing.

Yan Zhaoge's own strength was far from being measured by ordinary Xianqiao martial saints.

No matter how much he had the Sun Seal and the Great Nether Minglun in his hands, no matter how unwilling Zhuang Shen felt, he had to admit that on his own, he might not be able to avenge him.

And more importantly, with the potential and strength shown by Yan Zhaoge, Zhuang Shen wants to take revenge with his own hands, the more hopeless it is!

However, since the Dayou Minglun has not yet become an immortal soldier, the outcome of today's battle cannot be changed.

"Emperor Jin, it is destined not to arrive in time." Zhuang Shen looked at Yan Zhaoge and the others coldly.

Emperor Qianyuan stepped on the void and walked in front of Yan Zhaoge and the others without any haste.

Cao Jie, the supreme emperor in the southeast, stood indifferently and stood where he was.

Liu Zhenggu, the Northeast Supreme Venerable, calmly bowed to Emperor Qianyuan: "Your Majesty Qian is in person, old man Liu Zhenggu is being polite."

"Fellow Daoist Liu, you're being polite." Emperor Qianyuan nodded slightly, and then said, "Fellow Daoist, you can leave now, or you can watch from the sidelines. The poor Daoist doesn't mind."

Liu Zhenggu said without changing his face: "Liu came to help this time, and he will not change because of who the opponent is. Ask your conscience, don't ask about the result, and let His Majesty Qian laugh at you if you overestimate your own strength."

"It's okay." Emperor Qianyuan shook his head: "In that case, I'll talk to fellow Daoist Liu later."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, and the cuffs of the wide Taoist robe opened.

Time and space flowed, the universe shifted, Liu Zhenggu suddenly became smaller, and was immediately put away in the sleeves of Emperor Qianyuan!

A supreme being in the world was silent and disappeared, as if he had never been to Guangcheng Mountain. Browse and read the address: