Signing Into Immortal Martial World

The enthronement ceremony was held in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Zhao Mu went from the East Palace to the Huagai Dian, and first made a sacrifice to the Tiandi Zongmiao with officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Wait for the auspicious time to arrive.

Then, guided by many officials from Honghe Temple, cross the Jinshui Bridge and enter the palace.

This set of procedures is cumbersome and complicated, and it takes at least two hours to complete it.

"Enthronement, but it is not an easy job."

Zhao Mu was sitting in the chariot of Ming Huang Yunyu, and his head was faintly flashing with Brahma, Dao, Aura, and Divine Light.

Let go of your mind, like falling into the void.

You can't see the sky from the top, and you can't touch the ground from the bottom, only clear and quiet.

Purple luck is diffused and formed, as if a real dragon held up its head.

The dazzling fine light rises into the sky and turns into a canopy umbrella.

"Ninth Five-Year Plan, the flying dragon is in the sky, so you can see your lord."

Zhao Mu could detect this obvious change in the celestial phenomenon without having to transport the emperor's gaze.

"The Holy Land's move should be to reverse the qi and change it to a situation of'Kang Long has regrets'."

The flying dragon is in the sky and the emperor star is in the reign, which is the most prosperous stage of human fortune and aura.

It can be said that there is nothing to stop you.

While Kang Long has regrets, it is the opposite of everything.

When you reach the top, you become weak.

According to the news returned by Hong Yazi, I have to say that the Holy Land did indeed get it right this time.

On the day of enthroned, the assassination of the king will kill the driver, but there will be a chance of success.

If you wait for yourself to consolidate the position of the emperor, and be connected with the great Zhou Dynasty, it is inseparable.

They stopped again, but it was too late.

"The Taoist priests in Zixiao Palace are quite capable, not all rubbish."

Zhao Mu's expression is relaxed, and he has no intention of worrying.

Yun Shuyu followed Yunyu's car and reported:

"His Royal Highness, the three major authentic sects have already entered Beijing yesterday, and they should come to watch the ceremony today."

Tianlong Temple is the first two leaders of Luohantang and Bodhidharma.

Yunzhongju is the first tower of Qinglong Peak, Pang Jingyang, and Cheng Yi, the master of Shenxiangfeng.

The Hunyuan Dao is the most grand, and the head teacher is popular and close to each other.

This person ranks fourth on the weekly list.

By nature, he is arrogant and deviant.

I like to go to the door to challenge and find someone to fight.

Because he doesn't talk about martial ethics, he doesn't have a masterful attitude.

In order to fight for a battle, he even did things like blocking the door.

In the early days of Tianlong Temple, it was too much trouble, and even put up a sign saying "Fengxingkong and people in the magic door are not allowed to enter".

As a result, this person sits outside the mountain gate every day.

Drinking and eating meat, and traveling with prostitutes.

It took more than two months to make the quiet place of Buddhism soaked in smoke, and force Master Yuanku, the abbot of the monastery to fight with him.

"Where are the six holy places? How many people have come?"

Zhao Mu asked lightly.

The Battle of Xishan was a calamity.

He broke the game and only then achieved the flying dragon in the sky.

Now that the imperial city observes the ceremonies, the Holy Land is as if defeated again.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave much of the luck and heritage accumulated through the thousands of years of inheritance.

It can be said that this battle will determine the general situation of China in the next two hundred years!

"The left end of the Shangyin Academy is out of the gate, Budai monk went down to Mount Xumi, Zixiao Palace... There is no movement, I can't figure out the movement."

Yun Shuyu replied.

"As for the Demon Sect, two people have left Baiyun City, and the others are not clear."

"The Huangshen Sect and the Jiuling Jianshan are located in remote places. They should just send a representative and won't go to war."

Zhao Mu nodded lightly, with no sorrow or joy in his eyes, and there was peace in his eyes.

"It's life or death, it depends on the present."

He has an invincible and strong belief in the world, but he will not underestimate the heroes of China.

The wind is blowing.

The heaven and the earth are lofty.

Let's see how many people can come to him.

The imperial city is very large and extends in all directions.

There are nine inner city gates, seven outer city gates, and four city gates that lead directly to the inner city.

There are a total of twenty passes.

today.

Remove tens of thousands of banned troops waiting to be formed.

There are even the black sky robbers slaves, many eunuchs, and eight tigers guarding each gate.

"Crossing a city gate is like passing a dangerous pass. Feng someone offends."

The man in white, who was plain looking and of medium build, was thrown into the crowd and couldn't attract the slightest attention. He came slowly, and his voice came.

Three sects and four sects handed in greetings and wanted to watch the ceremony.

Zhao Mu Xinran agreed.

But how can people come and go easily?

This is like a test of twenty gates with numerous gates.

Only when you can walk there is you qualified to walk to the Royal Road Square outside the Meridian Gate and meet the royal prince in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Feng Xing Kong walked like a martial arts sect.

"Our family Liu Jin."

"Please Feng Zhang teaches you through the barrier!"

The extremely young **** stood in front of the city gate, bowed slightly, but did not retreat half a step.

Even if the opponent is the Ninth Layer of the Ordinary Realm, the innate great master's popularity is empty.

"So courageous! You are more kind than many people in the rivers and lakes!"

This ordinary-looking Hunyuan Taoist Master, his eyes were dazzling.

With every step taken, a weapon emerges behind him.

When he approached the Shenwu Gate, swords, guns, swords, swords, axes, axes, hooks and forks...More than three hundred weapons and swords were swept like a wave.

Densely dense, all over the void!

Like a towering mountain, it rose from the ground and pressed over.

The world is so heavy that it makes people feel hard to breathe.

Don't say, Liu Jin is only the Seventh Level of the Ordinary Realm.

Even if the Eightfold Divine Transformation master of the Mortal Realm saw this scene, he would probably be defeated without a fight.

Clang!

A soft groan!

It was the sound of pulling a knife out of its sheath.

One of the Eight Tigers, Liu Jin, who likes to hide his hands in his sleeves, took a sharp step forward.

He can't continue to let Feng Xingkong urge the will of martial arts, or sooner or later he will be unable to stand it and lose his fighting spirit.

Only get the first shot!

Top ten martial arts!

No two swords!

First style!

Cloud breaks the blue sky!

Liu Jin is like a tiger and a wolf, as if fighting for life.

He gritted his teeth to withstand the severe qi that filled the surroundings, and urged the whole body to send out the true qi.

Followed the nameless short knife held in the right hand, it turned into a thick knife with a length of nine feet!

Rumble!

Tens of feet apart, cracks open like a spider web, rushing straight into the sky!

Hun Yuan Taoist palm raised his brows, seeming a little surprised.

"What an exquisite knife technique."

With his eyesight, it is natural to see that this young eunuch, who is not afraid of death and has a tiger-wolf heart, uses extremely good sword techniques.

The blade is as light as electricity, cut out in an instant, transforming nine sword beams, and then urges out the sharp sword gang.

Under the superposition of several heavy forces, the power doubled, as if to cut through the eternal blue sky.

Feng Xingkong rarely showed seriousness, he hadn't paid attention to the so-called Ouchi master.

But right now, there is a feeling of joy in the hunt.

"I also have a style of knife."

Hunyuan Taoist Master did not choose to overpower others.

He casually drew an exquisite knife, and shot nine sword airs that were as thin as a hairspring with his fingers.

Break the big with the small!

Overcome strength with softness!

The nine-foot-long thick knife gang, surging like waves.

But the nine sword qi that Feng Xingkong ejected was as thin as a light, but like a hard rock.

No matter how much he collided, he couldn't break through that line.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

If Hong Zhongda Lu crashed, the violent air machine shook the city gate, setting off a boundless wave of air.

Liu had a blood boil and took another step.

Suffocating all the true energy, "draw the knife to cut off the water", "cross wind and torrential rain", and "unique" in one breath.

These three styles of knives are linked in a chain, and the knives are brightly rolled into a ball, and the water cannot enter.

It's endless, like a big river rushing away.

"Awesome! What a pity!"

Feng Xingkong's eyes flickered, nodding and shook his head, his face was covered with complex colors.

Nodding his head is admiration, I feel that I can see an excellent and exquisite knife technique with my own eyes, and learn from it, it's worth the trip.

Shaking his head is a pity, such an outstanding swordsman, such a bold hero, is actually an **** of Da Zhou, not a disciple of Hunyuan Dao.

"Now I am more and more yearning for that majesty."

Feng Xing Kong stomped his feet, and the solid ground cracked thirty feet apart.

He grabbed it, and the air currents and rubble shattered instantly.

Like an invisible knife, cut everything and kill everything.

Suddenly, the gusts of wind and rain, the overwhelming light of the sword, the energy of the sword, and the light of the sword all dispersed.

Liu Jinru was struck by lightning and flew out.

The short knife in his right hand broke every inch and turned into scrap.

"Thanks to Master Feng for his guidance!"

Only after a while he stood up.

He didn't vomit blood and was injured.

In his eyes, there was a lot of divine will, as if he had some understanding.

Gein, suitable for the invisible cut.

Not only kills tangible things, but also has the terrifying effect of directly hitting the mind.

The other party never took his own life, but pierced the sword intent into his heart.

This is very helpful for Liu Jin to break through to the Eighth Layer of the Mortal Realm and condense the will of martial arts.

"Feng Mou came here only to observe the ceremony and to learn about martial arts. He didn't want to hurt people, let alone grudges."

The Hunyuan Taoist Master, with his hands folded, whispered softly:

"Your sword skills are good, and the weapons are too bad. You can go to Yuanzhou when you have time. I will give you a magic weapon."

Liu Jin didn't make a sound~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Get out of shape, and said lightly:

"The Wind Master can pass."

Feng Xingkong didn't think he was disgusted, smiled freely, and went to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Similar to the scene in this scene, every city gate has happened.

Donghua Gate guarded by Gu Dayong.

He used the Shanhai Quanjing, one of the top ten martial arts, to fight against the four masters.

The Langya Wang clan, an eighth-level guest from the mortal realm, was consecrated and killed by a fist.

Ma Cheng of Yongdingmen used the palm of the Xuanwu god, one of the top ten martial arts, to impress Pang Jingyang, the first seat of Qinglong Peak.

Cheng Yi, the master of Shenxiangfeng, defeated his subordinates miserably, vomiting blood and fell to the ground.

Gao Feng from Xizhimen used a long pure copper stick to stop the first seat of the Luohan Hall abruptly, and could not make any further progress.

What he used was one of the top ten martial arts, the Tiger Roaring Stick Collection.

Completely surpassed one of the seventy-two stunts of Tianlong Temple, the magic stick technique.

Guanganmen, Xuanwumen, Chaoyangmen...

Twenty passes, stopping most of the people watching the ceremony.

In the past, there were three sects and four sects with high arrogance and no more children.

I never thought that one day I would not even be able to enter the gate of the Tianjing Imperial Palace.

I never thought that these great masters could be even more powerful than Dazong, the disciple of the great master, and Ke Qing!

"Master Zhou, the hero of China, there are not many who can get to this point."

Zhao Mu, dressed in a dung dragon robe, stands on the 999 long white jade steps of the Supreme Harmony Hall.

Under the imperial road, there were hundreds of civil and military officials and officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

He looked at the several figures walking out of the Meridian Gate, and his heart was filled with pride.

"Everyone observes the gift, I should pay it back."

The voice traveled like thunder in nine days, spread all over the imperial city.

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