Chapter 1704 (1/2)
In the hot Hall of the holy sword palace, Yang Feng stood outside the sword stove and looked at the golden dragon, constantly changing.
The Golden Dragon quickly turned into an artifact to restore the original state of Xuanyuan sword.
Buzzing, buzzing!
A long golden sword appeared in the sword furnace.
Boom!
A golden light, like a powerful rainbow, quickly rose into the sky, broke through the palace and went up to the sky.
Boom!
The powerful golden light penetrated the clouds over ten thousand meters and enveloped the earth like the light of Buddha.
The emperor's sword spirit intimidates nine continents. Even experts far away can see this golden sword.
……
In a void!
A stunning and moving woman, with her hands on her back, stands in the air, steps on the clouds and looks at the distant first world.
She saw a sword rising into the sky over the holy sword palace. It was a golden sword, like a long dragon.
In the golden sword spirit, the emperor's power was rolled and filled with the emperor's spirit.
”Ha ha!”
After seeing the golden sword Qi rising into the sky, the woman smiled and said faintly: ”Yang Feng, you finally repair Xuanyuan sword. You will finally fight with the gate of life and death. However, I believe you will be able to destroy the gate of life and death and you will succeed, because you can continue to rise only by destroying the gate of life and death. I, the king of rosefinch, am happy for you.”
After saying that, the beautiful woman turned into a void.
She is the rosefinch king, the second master among the eight kings, second only to Saint Laurent, but compared with Saint Laurent, the rosefinch is more mysterious.
……
The gate of life and death!
Murong Tian looked calm over the mountain of jiuchongtian. He saw the golden sword rising into the sky in the clouds in the distance.
The powerful golden sword is like a long golden dragon, roaring for nine days and overturning the sea of clouds.
Murong Tian can feel the power of the powerful sword even though they are far away from each other.
”This is Xuanyuan sword. Yang Feng has repaired it.”
When a voice of vicissitudes came, I saw an old man wearing a bronze mask from Murong Tian's side.
”In ancient times, the emperor of heaven broke Xuanyuan and defeated the Yellow Emperor. Since then, the Yellow Emperor went down to the altar and Xuanyuan was damaged. Unexpectedly, today, 100000 years later, Yang Feng actually repaired Xuanyuan sword.” The old man continued.
Murong Tian was still silent, quietly looking at the golden sword, rising in the air like a long dragon.
”Yang Feng has repaired Xuanyuan sword, and the king's spirit has appeared. He will hold Xuanyuan in his hand and sweep across the mainland of China to deal with the gate of life and death. However, the only regret is that the Lord, the emperor of heaven, is fighting against the spirit emperor in chaotic space. The experts of liudao palace and magistrate's office need to sit in chaotic space to deter those powerful forces, so this war, The winner is unknown. ”
”Hum!”
Murong Tianleng snorted and said, ”what kind of bullshit King's gas? Even if the Xuanyuan sword is repaired, it still can't play its real strength when it falls into Yang Feng's hands. I don't believe that Yang Feng can set off huge waves.”
”The will of heaven is unpredictable, and the people's will cannot be violated. Over the long years...”
”Shut up!”
The old man seemed to want to say something, but Murong Tian suddenly said angrily, ”tomorrow noon, I will let you see with your own eyes how Yang Feng perished and how his sects perished? At that time, I will let you know what is providence. As for public opinion, all the people in the world are mole ants, just a group of mole ants. What public opinion can they have? ”
”Alas!”
The old man sighed, shook his head, and then turned helplessly away.
In the void above the Jiuchong sky, Murong sky was murderous and muttered to himself: ”Yang Feng, at noon tomorrow, I, the saint, will break you into pieces. You shouldn't be the enemy of the gate of life and death. You have the wrong era.”
Boom!
Boom!
In the void, the golden light emitted by Xuanyuan sword sent out bursts of sword sound.
Like a dragon singing, like a awakened Oriental dragon, it issued a majestic voice to announce his awakening to the world.
True huangzong!
Outside the hall, a group of descendants of the Yellow Emperor knelt on the cold ground and looked at the golden sword in the void in the distance.
These people shed sad tears and cried confused. They are all descendants of the Yellow Emperor, but they have disgraced the reputation of their ancestors.
Because as descendants of the Yellow Emperor, they did nothing and did not do much. In their whole life, they did not do a great event.
One generation is not as good as another, and generations decline.
In their generation, everyone was drowned in the vast sea of people except Su Zhenzhen.