Chapter Nine Hundred and Ninety Eight Long Waiting

Day by day, the day of the engagement is getting closer. W≈W≈W≥. ≤81ZW. com

From all over the Ninth Continent, more and more people embarked on the road to the south and flocked to the border.

The frontier, which was originally inconspicuous, suddenly became a place where wind and clouds gathered.

Nanping City, Luofeng City, these cities are overcrowded, filled with people from all over the Ninth Continent.

Most of them are young people, and they all come here with the same mood as a pilgrimage.

"This is the wine bowl that Tang Ritian used?"

"Is this the place where Tang Ritian sat?"

They were digging around for everything related to Tang Ritian, such as wine bowls and seats, all of which were bought. Even the gate and windows of Ritian Pavilion were demolished, and everything inside was emptied.

Of course, not all young people, there are many uncles, uncles.

"That apprentice of mine, he's so disappointing. I want to bring back some things I didn't use on the first day, so as to give him some luck."

They all have this idea.

Every day, many people go out of the city, stand beside Ritian Valley, and look inside.

"Tang Ritian, I love you!"

From time to time, some fans shouted at Gu Nei.

"Hey! Then Tang Ritian, I'm afraid he would have run away long ago! What a decisive battle, fooling people, just relying on his golden core, what capital does he have to fight a decisive battle with the world's big factions!"

Someone also sneered.

Most of these people came here with the intention of watching a joke.

What decisive battle, they will never believe it.

That Tang Ritian is indeed powerful and invincible among the younger generation, but he is also facing the older generation, he can't beat a big faction, so how can he talk about a decisive battle with the world's big factions.

If he really showed up, he would be shattered every minute.

On the third-to-last day, Zhenwu Mountain arrived first, and all the masters came to attack.

The leader was an old man in gray robes,

There was an ancient sword on his back, clanging.

Then, the Yuezhi army rolled in, all horses, and the Yuezhi battle flag fluttered in the wind.

In the sky, there was a long chant, and a gigantic monster came from the clouds, hovering over the Yuezhi army, but it was a blue dragon, fierce and mighty.

Several hours later, in the west of the mountain range, dust and smoke filled the sky.

Ancient barbarians dressed in beast robes and with strange patterns painted on their faces came one by one. They ran through the forest with swiftness like lightning, exuding a violent and barbaric aura.

The leader was as tall as an iron tower, with a scarlet totem tattooed on his face.

Behind him, he carried a spear, full of fighting spirit.

The three top powers in the Southern Region have all arrived.

In Nanping City, everyone was driven away, so they could only retreat and watch from a distance.

The three major forces surrounded the Ritian Valley and stationed nearby.

On the penultimate day, the kingdom of Ye, the kingdom of Qing, the kingdom of Jin... all the royal families came with their armies, and all the sects also brought their masters.

They lined up one by one and settled down, the figures were densely packed, and countless banners were flying in the wind.

Then, Broken Sword Mountain came, and they came with their swords. Countless sword lights gathered into a torrent. The number of people was so large that it almost covered the sky.

The first flash of sword light is the most magnificent, like a comet piercing the sky.

When the sword light came close, it stopped, and a black-robed figure appeared, with a dark and murderous look on his face.

He looked coldly at the valley ahead, snorted, and waved his hand to signal the people behind to stop. He marked out a place in the mountains below and settled down.

Soon, Yuanshi Mountain came, and they drove birds as huge as hills, rushing over.

After Yuanshi Mountain, there is the emperor's family...

The great powers of the Central Territory came one after another.

On the last day, the most forces arrived, coming in groups, even the monster race.

Pieces of positions spread all over the entire mountain range.

Looking around, there are countless banners.

Each flag represents a force.

On the Ninth Continent, almost all the forces with a little bit of strength came and gathered in this mountain range.

Looking at this scene from a distance, those onlookers were all shocked.

Such an astonishing scene has never appeared in the entire history of the Ninth Continent.

And all of this is because of one person, that young man named Tang Ritian.

"Oh! It's really incredible! Such a big battle, what's the matter!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, there was an old man holding a jug of wine and drinking there.

"That boy, this ticket seems to be a bit big, don't play yourself to death! Forget it, it's none of my business, this guy has killed me several times in the void world! He deserves it if he dies!"

This is not exactly the sap uncle.

He grunted angrily and continued drinking.

The long night, amidst everyone's anxious waiting, finally passed.

The day of the battle has finally arrived.

As soon as the dawn broke, all the forces organized their teams, raised their battle flags, and assumed an offensive posture.

At a glance, there are countless.

Coupled with the crowd watching from a distance, hundreds of thousands of eyes all swept towards that valley.

Around the valley, there is a thick mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Li Tian, ​​get out of here! Aren't you going to a decisive battle? Come on!"

In mid-air, Gu Jianzi took a step forward and shouted loudly.

The shout was like thunder, rolling in the air.

After waiting for a while, the mist at Taniguchi rolled up and parted from it, and a figure stepped out.

He stood still at the entrance of the valley, looked around, and said clearly: "Everyone, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

With a bang, it boiled all around.

"He really came out!"

"My God! Does he really want to challenge so many people alone?"

Everyone exclaimed again and again.

"Hahaha! Kid Ritian, you are really here!" Gu Jianzi laughed loudly, "Do you think you can still escape like last time? Last time you had a hostage, this time, what do you have?"

"Little boy, give me back my baby!"

Master Yuan Shishan gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Stinky boy, you are already a turtle in the urn, and today is your death day!" The Emperor Patriarch sneered.

All the headmasters, the Patriarch shouted one after another.

Even the member of the Yaozu shouted in a loud voice: "Stinky boy, hand over Lei Chi and Ying Longgu, these belong to my Yaozu!"

Tang Hao looked around and said with a sneer, "I'm standing right here, do you want it? Won't you come and get it yourself?"

"you……"

Everyone was furious.

"Teacher, please let me fight. I want to kill this kid and avenge Lie Er!"

In the Broken Sword Mountain team, an old man stepped forward and bowed to beg for orders.

Gu Jianzi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay!"

The old man raised his body, his face was ferocious, and a monstrous hatred shot out from his eyes.

"Stinky boy, do you still remember Nangong Lie, I am his master, son of Fuling, today, I will kill you to avenge my apprentice."

As he said that, his body shook, and the aura of the early stage of childbirth exploded.

With a choking sound, an ancient blue sword came out of its sheath from behind, burst out, and slashed towards Tang Hao.

Tang Hao didn't dodge or dodge, but walked forward instead.

"Didn't you ask me what I have? The answer is simple, because I have this!" He looked at Gu Jianzi, said coldly, and raised his fist.

Everyone was taken aback and wanted to laugh.

This kid, is his brain alright?

How dare he say such a thing based on his early stage Golden Core cultivation?

But then, they couldn't laugh anymore, the laughter got stuck in their throats, and they couldn't get it out anyway. The pair of eyes suddenly widened, showing an extremely incredible expression.

In their line of sight, that figure faced the flying sword, stepped forward step by step, and every step fell, the aura on his body skyrocketed crazily.

In the early stage of Golden Core, then in the middle stage, and finally, it soared to the late stage...

No, this hasn't stopped, his momentum is still rising, almost approaching the Dzogchen.

"He...he is... Dzogchen!!"

After a moment of dead silence, someone yelled hoarsely, with a look of horror on his face.