The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2(); 　　 Two hundred miles north of Shenjing, broken walls are scattered all over the surrounding area, and it looks so vast and bleak under the heavy snow, but the history of desolation here is not short, more than a decade.

　　 Originally because it was close to the gate of the endless mountain space, the vitality of the heavens and the earth was particularly strong, so this is a rare fertile land in the northwest of Great Xia and a gathering place for living and working, but after the invasion of the aliens, everything was completely different.

　　 This blizzard that swept from north to south was the worst in ten years, and within half an hour, almost all roads were blocked.

The wasteland under the scattered goose feathers is a battle between the top layers of the current world of spiritual practice, but under the cover of the ghosts and the sky, the breath has not leaked, but at a certain moment, a change occurred. A firelight that soared into the sky, accompanied by the strong aura of Semi-Holy, soared into the sky, and all parties moved!

On the western outskirts of the Shenjing, where the upper four armies of the Shenjing were stationed, the You Wings that had been assembled before, held the sun, and the three armies of the Gods and Guards were still lined up in the colonial grounds, including sitting down the You Wing beast, no one issued a message. With a little sound, heavy snow gradually covered it, becoming snow-white sculptures.

　　 A rush of horseshoes, accompanied by a roar, broke the peace in this forbidden area.

"There is an order from the White Emperor's Palace, the Tiger Talisman is here, Weiyuanhou rebelled, colluding with foreign races to besie Zhenyuhou, Youwing, and holding the sun. The three armies of the gods and guards immediately rushed to the north of Shenjing two hundred miles to help at the fastest speed. , Cut off the alien race, and brought back Weiyuanhou's head."

　　 The snow-white sculpture in the school field burst instantly, and the three-color armor pierced the world!

　　 There was a sudden wind in the sky and the earth, and the Netherwing Army, the fastest marching speed in the world, had melted into the wind and disappeared.

Although the large ghost ship floating in the sky of the northern wasteland is still lingering, there are very few ghosts wandering around it. The entire dark array was torn out one big hole after another by the immovable king, and snowflakes floated down and turned into One after another black crystals fell.

A piece of hexagonal, small and delicate Mingjing fell on Zhen Yuhou’s shoulders, bounced sideways, and continued to fall, falling on another handsome face, but there was nothing in the eyes of that face. Lost, vitality has disappeared.

　　 There were four Tianyuwei corpses lying on the ground, and one was held by Zhenyuhou Lin Lang, so there were only two of the ten Tianyuwei who intercepted them.

　　 Zhen Yuhou walked towards the head of Tianyuwei Yu Mie very smoothly, leaving a string of shallow footprints on the dark brown ground gently, and squeezing his head with a slight force with his right hand.

　　 General leader Yu Mie propped on the ground with one hand and raised his head. There was regret on his perfect face, and the middle-aged man who came slowly was reflected in his golden eyes, not tall, but still calm.

"It's a pity that we tried our best and tried our best, but we were only a little bit short of killing you. Now, under this nether formation, everyone is exhausted, so whoever lives and dies depends on the origin and the vitality of the world. Recovery speed."

The voice of 　　 Yu Mie came out of the mouth, and after a pause, it continued to sound, appearing to be intermittent:

　　 "Your cultivation base has reached the semi-sage, and it is in the prime of the human race, when the vitality and blood are most vigorous, so all of us here are naturally your fastest recovery."

　　 Zhen Yuhou had walked to Yu Mie's body and looked down at the kneeling Commander Tianyuwei.

　　 "But, you should know that our empire can plunder the seed of faith to supplement consumption, so I still have the power to fight."

Commander Tian Yuwei raised his hand to grab another Yu clan next to him, and took it fiercely. The latter turned into a seed of faith and was directly absorbed. The purple flame of faith on Yu Mie's body began to burn again, raising his hand from Grab a spear of holy light from the void, from bottom to top, pierced into Zhenyuhou Linlang's waist.

The spear of holy light pierced from Zhen Yuhou’s back, Yu Mie’s expression was ecstatic, and then turned into consternation and struggle, because a huge and powerful hand grabbed his throat and lifted his whole person. The tremendous power coming from his throat made it difficult for him to breathe. Not far away, the great elder of Mingzong Bai Mingxiu's old voice sounded slightly weak:

"Don't waste your efforts. Even if you are the pinnacle of the great master and have not broken through that barrier, you will never be able to guess the mysterious and unpredictable realm of the semi-sage. Even if the semi-sage has only a trace of strength, he can be in between the elementalization and the flesh. Switch at will, your holy light has not reached the original level, so for Zhenyuhou, you can basically ignore it."

　　 Tian Yuwei's eyes are full of despair, the power from his throat is getting stronger and stronger, and it is accompanied by intense heat. It is the Fudo Mingwang fire that is gradually recovering.

　　 Zhenyu Hou Linlang squeezed his right hand fiercely, a cloud of golden flames burned above Yu Mie’s throat, and at the same time he spoke lightly:

"I am the Grand Marshal of Daxiaxijiang Endless Mountain, responsible for defending foreign races from outside the country. Now that you and other foreign races have stepped into Daxia land, that is my negligence. So anyway, even if I die, you must die. This is the glory of Daxia."

　　 "Do you even count me in that?"

A faint question sounded from not far away, with the unique Hexu Mountain smell of Guizhou Fengcheng, and accompanied by a figure walking with wind and snow, slender figure, and snow on the shoulders Surviving, when I walked in, I found that his face was quite beautiful, but his right arm was empty.

　　 is a human race, young, in his early twenties!

　　 Zhen Yuhou dropped the head of Tianyuwei who had lost his head in his hand, Yu Mie, turned around and looked at the incoming person. A solemn color gradually appeared in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and asked:

"Who are you?"

　　 There was a calmness in the pupils of the youth, and this calmness often appeared in another person of the same age, and he responded smoothly:

　　 "My name is Tuoba and my surname is Yunxi."

　　 "It turned out to be Yun Yushi."

Before Zhen Yuhou's words were finished, a big white gun had passed through his chest. The face of the young man with a broken arm was close to him. The eyes of the two were intertwined, continuously flowing from the big white gun. Hoar frost emerged, spreading from the wound of Zhen Yuhou, and then frozen the blood that was constantly pouring into ice.

　　 Zhenyuhou snorted, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but the tiger's eyes were still burning, and he spoke softly:

　　 "Super First Grade Dao Soul, the power of Frost Origin, good gun."

　　 "The name of this gun is Shuanghua."

The young man drew the Shuanghua gun from Zhen Yuhou’s chest and plunged it into Zhen Yuhou’s chest again. He held the gun with a steady hand and his face was very stable, even if he was facing the famous Daxia Xijiang Marshal at this time. .

　　 Repeatedly like this, the Shuanghua gun was fired hundreds of times, and each time it was inserted, it brought out a **** flower, which was then frozen into beautiful and coquettish blood crystals.

After 　　 Zhenyu Hou snorted for the first time, he didn't make any sound again, and almost all of his upper body was spread by hoarfrost. Eventually, hoarfrost spread to above his neck.

Shuanghua's spear pierced again, but this time, it was not pulled out, because Zhen Yuhou, who was already devastated, raised his right hand and held the big snow white spear on his chest, and then used his left hand to draw the young man closer, breaking his arm. The young man's ears opened his mouth, and he whispered.

　　 Then the gun was pulled out again, and the blood was pouring.

　　 Zhen Yuhou's body fell, and what fell was a big mountain!

　　 He tilted his head and quietly looked at the woman in white who was lying gently flat by him not far away. It was his wife, and his eyes gradually lost their spirit.

　　 The sky at the Great Xia Yulong Pass has collapsed.