Chapter 282: This Is Not Directed at One Person. Excuse Me, Everyone Here Is

Chapter 282 It's not directed at one person. Forgive me for being blunt. Everyone present is...

Above the valley.

There appeared a furnace-like divine sun, shining brightly, illuminating the world.

If you look closely, you will find that it is actually a group of top-grade masters standing on the clouds, with a strong aura like a god, overlooking the cultivators below.

Their existence caused the spiritual energy to rise.

There are also various large ships and flying boats coming from all directions.

"Crash!"

A river of heaven fell from the sky, huge waves surged on the sea, and a bright moon rose slowly. The masters of the blessed land and cave heaven from somewhere came on a sapphire ancient boat magic weapon.

"The bright moon is rising on the sea."

"It's the Haoyue Immortal of Xuanshui Cave Heaven."

The cultivators below were stunned when they saw this strange phenomenon, and soon recognized the identity of the person.

Those who can be called immortals are at least Qigong practitioners who have entered the thirteenth realm, and they are land immortals in the world.

A giant turtle hundreds of miles long, carrying a magnificent island, swam from the eastern sky.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a long robe with a long beard on his lips and a noble temperament. He stood on the huge head of the giant turtle with a piercing gaze.

On his left and right sides, there were nearly a hundred monks in dark blue scales and robes, including young beautiful women and old men, holding different magic weapons, including shark dorsal fins, white jade pearls, and whips made from the backs of dragons.

"The blessed land of the East China Sea, Long'ao Island."

Lu Mingyuan saw at a glance where their magic weapons came from, which was the land of the East China Sea.

Unexpectedly, even the unreachable East China Sea was bought by the Six Kingdoms.

In addition.

There was also a white-haired Taoist riding a colorful green divine deer, standing on the top of the mountain, looking down, flying down, and the strong wind was like a drum, sinking down.

All the trees in the valley were bent by the air waves.

The Taoist priests behind the white-haired Taoist priest emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, just like the stars supporting the moon.

"Taicang Cave Heaven, Qinglu Immortal."

In the world of the Middle Earth, the twelve continents, there are not only the six countries that have been blessed by destiny, but also the small countries that have taken sides. The 36 academies of the Confucian Temple, the various schools of thought, the nine heavens and ten earths of the Taoist sect, and the seven Buddhist temples all have representatives coming, and each of them is a giant that is powerful.

Even if some forces do not participate in the war, they will come to join in the fun and witness this once-in-a-century great struggle.

Song Dun, the third prince of the Song Dynasty, searched for Lu Mingyuan's whereabouts in the crowd.

"As the old abbot said, did the Queen of the Great Netherworld really go to the territory of Dayan?"

"Yes, she is in Dayan now." An old monk with white eyebrows and drooping face beside Song Dun, he has a thin face and wears yellow monk robes, and nodded lightly.

It is the abbot of the Tianlong Temple of the Great Tianlong Temple.

Song Yanyou, the second prince of the Song Dynasty, is seriously ill and has not recovered.

So Song Dun had to come to support the event.

Song Dun retracted his gaze and said, "It's still hard to believe that the Great Nether Queen went to the Great Yan Dynasty without causing any trouble. The tragedy that happened in the capital is still vivid in my mind."

After several investigations, the Song Dynasty found that the last destination of the Great Nether Queen was the Great Yan Dynasty.

This made the powerful countries led by the Great Sui Dynasty start the fuse to start the war.

So there was today's plan.

The original plan was that the Jinwu Kingdom would first attract the firepower of the Great Yan Dynasty and catch it off guard. When the time was right, a year later, the six countries would launch a general offensive.

Unexpectedly, because of a letter from the new King of Jinwu, the war was brought forward.

The plan has changed, and it is ready to start the war in advance.

The Great Sui Crown Prince stood on a rock and smiled, "I am really curious about Lu Mingyuan's strength. Is the rumor that he defeated the Great Nether Queen true? Can I see it today?"

The Silver Frost Emperor Wu Xun snorted coldly, "This man is insidious and cunning. He planned to ambush us. If he is strong, how could he do this? Maybe he is just an embroidered pillow."

Nanli Princess Li Muwan did not have the same strong fighting spirit and excitement as them. With a pair of beautiful eyes, she looked for Lu Mingyuan's figure in the Great Yan camp.

She was also very curious whether Lu Mingyuan had the strength to defeat the Great Nether Queen.

Amid the noise and deafening clamor, the Golden Crow King Luo Lingxiao took the lead in a long roar, and the golden jade robe emitted a dazzling green light, turning into a long rainbow and landing in the center of the valley.

He had a distinguished figure, a handsome look, and a gaze fixed on the cultivators of the Great Flame side. He raised his voice and said:

"Lu Mingyuan, why don't you show up? In this battle today, let me learn from you how powerful you are."

As this voice sounded, countless sword intents in Luo Lingxiao's body bloomed out, covering the sky for a thousand miles. Ten thousand swords rang together, and a buzzing sound rang out between heaven and earth.

This is the top method of the Wanjian Chaozong!

As the first true disciple of the Wanluo Sword Sect and the acting headmaster, Luo Lingxiao's status is like that of a sect headmaster, and his palm is comparable to the ancient holy sword of the immortal weapon.

He is definitely a top genius that only appears once in an era.

He was obviously angry at Lu Mingyuan's previous methods, so he wanted to vent at this moment.

Although he has not yet made a move, such a powerful force has already frightened some young cultivators.

Some twelfth-level cultivators, feeling his soaring sword intent, looked indifferent, but their eyelids could not help twitching.

Below the saint, this boy is probably invincible.

"Lu Mingyuan, why don't you come out and meet the enemy quickly?"

"Is the leader of Da Yan a coward?"

"Hahaha, what kind of dynasty is this? It's so shameful! "

Seeing that there was still no one from the Great Yan camp, some monks started to laugh mockingly.

"Bang!"

However, in just a moment, waves came from the space here.

This caused some strong men to change their expressions.

The three people who had just screamed immediately vomited blood, and their Qihaidantian were shattered by a powerful aura. They were directly reduced to useless people, and their path to cultivation was cut off.

When they found out, their eyes were shocked and horrified, but it was obviously too late.

After ruining the moral conduct of these shameless guys, Lu Mingyuan's laughter rang out from the valley, and an extraordinary figure stood proudly in the void:

"I'm not deaf, and I'm not stupid."

"You are so anxious. Could it be that you want to complete the victory in one battle? You want to gather all your strength to defeat me directly and then declare this battle to be over? So that you can carve up the remaining destiny and luck of Great Yan?"

"But, unfortunately, I can only tell you that you are not qualified."

Lu Mingyuan changed the topic: "Since you are so anxious, how about we make a bet? I will be the champion of this battle. If you are weak and weak in cultivation and lose to me, your country's fate will be ruined." Give it to me, how about it?”

Hearing this, Luo Lingxiao, Cao Zongxi, Li Muwan and others all stared at the Great Yan Army.

The expressions are different.

Many envoys from small countries were immediately happy when they heard this.

If the Six Nations could fight with Dayan, they would be happy to see it happen. They wished that the two sides would fight as fiercely as possible and use the power of the Six Nations to destroy Dayan first.

The envoy of the East China Sea Kingdom laughed loudly: "Lu Mingyuan, you are too loud and arrogant. You actually dare to say that Master Luo's strength is mediocre and his cultivation is poor. Which one of them has not received destiny and luck, and represents the Chinese nation?" Even a saint would not dare to look down upon the top level of combat power in the fifth rank. How can you despise him? "

Lu Mingyuan looked around with a smile and said: "You misunderstood, I am not targeting Luo Lingxiao alone, I am targeting everyone present, not just the Six Nations. In fact, your strength is average, I will beat you by myself. All, it’s actually not that difficult.”

Lu Mingyuan pointed his finger at Luo Lingxiao, Cao Zongxi, Li Muwan, Wu Xun, Song Dun, Chu Longxiang, Nanli Sword Master, Old Eunuch, Yao Longchuan, Tianlong Abbot, Ziyang Zhenren, Qinglu Immortal, Haoyue Immortal, Dong'ao Dragon King, who was always present with Dayan. All the enemy monks seemed to be selected.

"Since I dare to conquer the border personally, I don't want to win a big victory or simply destroy a country. I want the destiny of the six countries, so that I don't have to attack them one by one. It's better to settle it now. , once and for all.”

"I want to be the master of this world."

Lu Mingyuan's words are not shocking, his sentences are plain, and every word is like thunder, which makes people hear and feel the ultimate arrogance and domineering.

All the monks present were stunned.

The entire canyon seemed to suddenly become calm.

After a moment, everyone's emotions surged, feeling that Lu Mingyuan was extremely arrogant.

There was a great scholar from Bihu Academy who was so angry that he raised his voice and said: "You are so arrogant. Whoever can kill this man will be a role model for me in the whole world!"

Not far away, onlookers Sui Yuqing were stunned.

Looking at the whole world, I'm afraid there are not many people who can make a scholar who has read poetry and books be so angry.

She also thought that Lu Mingyuan might take action himself, but she never imagined that he would make such a big fuss.

This not only angered the Six Nations, but also angered other forces.

What do you want?

When Sui Yuqing was puzzled.

Lu Mingyuan was already thinking in his mind.

Whether the effect you create yourself is enough.

According to the instructions of the hexagram, the six countries must be defeated head-on in order to have the effect of frightening all the countries in the world.

So naturally the louder the noise, the better.

He doesn't look down on these forces that have taken refuge in the Six Nations.

The Crown Prince of the Sui Dynasty, Cao Zongxi, had eyes like torches, discerning subtleties, and said with a smile: "Lu Mingyuan, you are too conceited. Are all the outstanding men and women in the world really just ants? I know that Dayan was not chosen by fate, and you are very anxious. But don’t worry, if you want the luck of the Six Nations, it depends on whether you have the ability to get it.”

Lu Mingyuan looked at him, glanced at him contemptuously, and said rudely: "You are Cao Zongxi. If I remember correctly, you should be the fastest runner in the wild cave."

With Cao Zongxi's status today, who dares to speak to him like this?

He is a majestic and dignified prince of the Sui Dynasty, doesn't he have no respect for face?

The smile on Cao Zongxi's face disappeared, and a gloomy look appeared on his originally peaceful face. He couldn't help but take action and wanted to teach Lu Mingyuan a lesson.

But restrained.

If Lu Mingyuan dares to be so arrogant and domineering, he must have some persistence. It is better to be cautious. There is no need to be the first to stand out.

Lu Mingyuan was secretly disappointed when he saw that he could endure it.

Cao Zongxi's city is indeed the best among the heirs of the Six Kingdoms.

What Lu Mingyuan hopes most now is that someone from the Six Nations can take action, so that he can take the initiative and admit in disguise that the bet he just made has been established.

If no one takes action, wouldn't it mean that what he just said has no room to become reality?

As a result, Lu Mingyuan could only continue to provoke. He looked at Wu Xun and said jokingly:

"Back in the wild cave, the tragedy you suffered on the battlefield is still vivid in my mind. Maybe I shouldn't have saved you then, and just let you die at the hands of the demon clan. Maybe there would be no trouble like today."

This sentence exploded like a critical hit on the heads of the heirs of various countries.

They didn't want to mention the unbearable past in the wild cave.

Because it was too humiliating.

As the pride of heaven, they were trampled under the feet of the demons. If the people and the cultivators of the world knew about this experience, wouldn't it be ridiculed?

Their status would undoubtedly be lost and coveted by other princes.

Therefore, basically not many people knew what happened inside.

They only knew that the loss of the human race was relatively large.

Wu Xun's eyes were cold and his face was ashen. He said angrily: "How could you be that sword cultivator? Don't mess with my heart!"

He was still holding back.

Lu Mingyuan sneered: "Why? Don't you dare to admit it?"

He made a look of sudden realization: "Oh! I see, you are afraid that if this matter spreads, it will shake the foundation of your identity as the Silver Frost Emperor?"

After listening to Lu Mingyuan's words, many cultivators showed gossipy and curious looks on their faces, and became more and more curious about what happened in the wild cave.

"Lord Emperor."

"Shut up!"

Even those around him who wanted to ask were stopped by Wu Xun.

Obviously, he didn't want to admit what happened back then.

The two river dragons that he captured from the wild cave heaven have now become his right-hand men. How could he return them?

Lu Mingyuan said with a tut, "If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. How could you have the status and position you have today? And you still owe me two great swamp dragons. You forgot, but I didn't."

"How dare you! Don't humiliate Lord Emperor!"

Wuxun was still restraining himself, but the strong men of the Silver Frost Empire couldn't help it. Among them, three monks wearing red robes were Qianwen Arhats. They played their natal Buddha treasures and bombarded Lu Mingyuan through the air.

They were all Arhats, law enforcement monks of the temple's law enforcement hall, and each of them had great magical powers.

Lu Mingyuan snorted, waved his sleeves, and attracted the power of heaven and earth in his dantian. The time in front of him suddenly slowed down, and everything seemed to stop in his eyes.

The three flying Buddhist treasures were caught by him with bare hands.

The next second, time resumed.

The three Arhats surrendered.

They were all stunned when they saw the magic weapon in Lu Mingyuan's hand, not knowing what had just happened.

"Give the magic weapon back to us!"

The Arhats were anxious and shouted loudly.

"Okay."

Lu Mingyuan laughed and agreed happily. With a wave of his sleeves, the three Buddhist treasures turned into three rainbow lights, flew back and bombarded the flesh of these Arhats.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

With three loud noises, the three Arhats vomited blood, and the Arhats' golden bodies were dim and shattered.

This scene made Wu Xun shocked and angry.

His own people were beaten.

How could he bear it?

If he endured it any longer, he would be laughed at by the cultivators of the world, who would think that the Silver Frost Emperor was a soft turtle and weak and could be bullied.

His entire body turned into a stream of light, and the Great Frost Dragon Bracelet emitted a frosty blue light, with dragon roars coming out of it.

A giant white frost dragon became his mount, appearing in midair, with its hot dragon breath ready to go.

No one expected that the first person to attack Lu Mingyuan was not the strongest Luo Lingxiao, or the leader of another dynasty, but the Silver Frost Emperor Wu Xun, who had never had a temper.