Chapter 318: Common Hatred and Common Enemy, the Human Race Is United, the Ascension Platform Is Born

The ancient dragon clan is definitely one of the most powerful races in the wild world.

In addition, Long Jian came from behind and became the eighth throne.

The demon clan throne is the top combat power in the wild world.

Rumor has it that Long Jian has merged with the Tao and survived three physical holy tribulations. He is invincible under the three patriarchs of the three religions. Who dares to fight him?

Even if the three patriarchs of Taoism personally take action, they may not be able to take him down.

With the arrival of Long Jian, the world suddenly changed, dark clouds covered the sky, and dense water vapor gathered from all directions, forming a torrential thunderstorm.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

...

Around the altar of the ten-winged fire dragon, the human cultivators felt horrified and retreated to the distance.

If Long Jian took action, would he be able to easily kill Lu Mingyuan?

He would definitely deal with them later. If they retreated further now, it would be more convenient to escape later.

"Emperor Da Yan, do you regret it now? If you had stayed away from Longding Mountain when you were in the outside world, you might not be in this predicament now."

Long Xuan, wearing a colorful unicorn robe, came to her father's side, stood on the head of a huge ape as big as a mountain, and came to the peaks a hundred meters away from Lu Mingyuan.

Her eyes were sharp and her figure was graceful.

She radiated seven-color light, turning the area of ​​dozens of miles into an invisible area. The place covered by the divine light was bloody.

Some creatures passed by the seven-color divine light area and lost their vitality silently, turning into mummies, falling to the ground one after another and turning into bone powder.

This seven-color divine light is an extremely powerful magical power.

"Your Majesty."

In the distance, Qi Muxue clenched her ten fingers tightly and looked in the direction of Lu Mingyuan. Looking at the black dragon shadow flying in the clouds, she felt suffocated and was quite worried.

She took a step forward, and Ziwei Saint and Taiwei Zhenjun took action to stop her.

The face of the Saint Ziwei was covered with a charming smile. "Empress, the demons are surrounding the mountain now, and the location of the altar has become a desperate situation. His Majesty is already in danger. He is very powerful and has a chance to escape. If you go there, you will become a burden to His Majesty, giving him a headache and becoming a burden to him."

Even though Qi Muxue was the queen, the Saint Ziwei's words did not contain too much flattery, but rather a strong warning.

She did not want to see His Majesty worrying about the queen.

If the queen made a mistake, they would all be in trouble.

Qi Muxue seemed quite calm, with a faint golden light in her eyes, which was a righteous spirit. She said seriously: "With the chess master here, your majesty will naturally not be in danger. I just don't want to hide behind him. When I first met him, I was the one who protected him. Later, your majesty's cultivation level increased rapidly, and I knew I became a burden to him."

"Now, I have finally become a great scholar and inherited the mantle of the rites master. How can I sit and wait for death like other monks in the dynasty?"

"This fairy spirit must be the ascension platform."

The chess master stood in front of a chessboard, his white beard fluttering. After listening to Qi Muxue's words, With a deep gaze, he looked towards Lu Mingyuan and asked in a deep voice:

"The Ascension Platform is about to be born. I will soon be able to lock its location. How long can you resist?"

The voice transmission of the Chess Saint had just fallen. On the top of the altar, Lu Mingyuan responded to Long Xuan and the lofty Eighth Throne with a tough attitude, saying loudly: "Is there any point in talking so much nonsense? Fight! Today, we will not stop until we die."

The next moment, Lu Mingyuan injected two colors of vitality into Yang Su, and the blade became ten times larger, turning into a giant sword that pierced the sky, emitting two completely different blade lights, a sea of ​​​​blazing red fire and a frost blue thunder, and slashed towards Long Jian flying in the air.

Long Jian, the Eighth Throne, regarded Lu Mingyuan as a thorn in his side and had always wanted to get rid of him. He roared: "All demons, listen to my order, rush to the altar of the imperial city, and cut all the human cultivators related to the Great Yan Emperor into pieces."

Long Jian knew that Lu Mingyuan was at odds with the other six countries, and with the existence of the chess master and the Shenshu Bodhisattva, he did not choose to fight head-on, but planned to eliminate the Great Yan Dynasty first.

Then attack other dynasties.

This is a little trick to make the human race feel lucky.

"Ah!"

At the foot of the altar of the imperial city, thousands of demon beasts roared earth-shakingly.

Some wild beasts spit out fire clouds from their mouths, some wild beasts condensed lightning, and some wild beasts shot out all the magic weapons and ancestors.

Those attack methods, like a rain curtain, covered the altar.

They wanted to trap the Great Yan Emperor and kill him on the spot.

Lu Mingyuan separated a thought, pointed his finger forward, and said: "Break it for me."

A huge flaming hand appeared from the top of the mountain.

All the attacking means on the altar were shattered, forming dense cracks, swallowing all the attacks of the wild beasts into the blazing fire and dissolving them into nothingness.

With the Taotie Divine Fire, Lu Mingyuan was least afraid of group attacks.

He could absorb these means and turn them into his own strength.

Even if thousands of troops came, what could they do to him?

Immediately afterwards, Lu Mingyuan stretched out another finger and pointed at the wild beasts under the mountain, fully mobilizing the sword intent contained in his body.

The void trembled!

The originally unstable space began to break.

Because the Longding Mountain Cave Heaven was going to become a blessed land, the internal space was extremely unstable. If a very strong existence mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it would cause the space to collapse.

No one could have imagined that with Lu Mingyuan's strength.

He had already reached such a level that he could cause the space here to collapse with just a wave of his hand.

His strength was undoubtedly very close to that of a martial saint.

A nine-eyed demon king who was in charge realized that something was wrong and shouted, "Use the ancestral artifacts to fix this world."

If Lu Mingyuan used the sword intent again to shatter the space and cause a large-scale space collapse, then how serious would the demon race suffer?

A violent spiritual fluctuation was heard from the demon race, and then eighteen ancestral artifacts flew out, forming eighteen thick pillars of light.

The surface of the ancestral artifacts emitted dazzling light, like eighteen stars of different colors, distributed in eighteen different directions, fixing the space above the demon race.

The so-called ancestral artifacts are similar to the sacred artifacts of the human race. They come from various ancient objects from the Middle Ages. After being refined by the great demon, they become magic weapons for driving.

The terrifying sword intent from Lu Mingyuan caused the space to vibrate violently, forming circles of ripples.

Unfortunately, this attack did not shatter the space.

Because Long Jian had a crystal clear shadow orb in his hand.

Long Jian was not a man without courage and strategy. He came prepared this time and prepared many means to get the ascension platform.

Before that, he had to get rid of the great enemy Lu Mingyuan.

For the demon race, the Tianming Dynasty in the Middle Earth was a huge threat, and Lu Mingyuan must not be allowed to continue to grow.

"Shua shua."

The sound of breaking wind continued to sound, and the eighteen ancestral artifacts flew in all directions, covering the entire altar.

Many monks of the dynasty were still gloating.

"It seems that the Great Yan Emperor can't hold on for much longer. His death can indeed buy us enough time to wait for the Dao League to come to our aid."

"I didn't expect that this Great Yan Emperor, so young, has such courage and guts to face the throne."

Just as many forces were sighing and lamenting, the demons also roared to charge:

"Kill!"

"Destroy the human emperor and devour his flesh and blood!"

Under the leadership of the demon king, a large number of demon beasts gathered at the foot of the mountain, rushed through the sword boundary drawn by Lu Mingyuan with his sword, began to climb the mountain, and killed towards the top of the mountain.

If it weren't for the mysterious power on the top of the mountain, it might have been trampled and collapsed.

Sui Yuqing, Yun Qinghe, Yang Zhaoyuan, Ziwei Saint, Taiwei Zhenjun, Qi Muxue, including many monks of Buddhism, came to the direction of Lu Mingyuan, facing the demons blocking the way, the beasts with murderous spirits, without a trace of fear.

At the same time, outside the many dynasties, several streams of light rose.

"Amitabha, today Longding Mountain will not be the last pure land of the human race."

Jiang Shan of the Silver Frost Empire actually stood on Lu Mingyuan's side, with a kind look.

A woman in a fire phoenix armor followed by an old man with a sword on his back said heroically: "The Great Yan Dynasty has come thousands of miles to help our Nanli Dynasty. How can I repay kindness with enmity?"

Nanli Princess Li Muwan and Nanli Sword Saint also took action.

"Forget it, let's put aside the past grudges today and resist the demons together!"

Several twelve-level martial arts worshippers of the Great Wu Dynasty took a deep breath and stepped forward at the same time.

In addition to the above, there are many military swordsmen and qigong practitioners who are willing to follow the Great Yan Emperor to resist the demon army.

Jiang Shan sent a message to Shenshu Bodhisattva: "Bodhisattva, the two of us will deal with Gang Zhu, and the Eighth Throne will be left to Senior Chess Saint."

"Okay."

Shenshu Bodhisattva, who had been silent all the time, quickly nodded in agreement.

Two beams of light, one golden and one white, emanated a mighty Buddha light, rising from the top of the mountain and flying into the clouds, dispersing the demonic clouds in the sky and forming a golden and white Buddha cloud.

Shenshu Bodhisattva was a great cultivator of the thirteenth realm, and his strength was quite powerful, and Jiang Shan even used the Merit Golden Body to mobilize the power of the Buddha to temporarily improve his cultivation.

In addition, they attacked together, and the power they burst out could increase several times, enough to compete with the twelfth throne.

"Just you, dare to fight with me?"

Gang Zhu roared, and the big hand stretched out a black divine nail and slapped the two at the same time.

"Kong Hai Wu Xiang, the mighty golden dragon."

Jiang Shan's body rang with a shocking dragon roar, and behind him was the shadow of the Buddha sitting cross-legged, with his hands pinched into claws, condensed into a golden claw print tens of meters long, and hit out.

"Do not do evil, but do good."

The spirit tiger under the Bodhisattva Shenshu turned into a mountain as huge as a mountain, roared, and collided with Gang Zhu's nine-foot nail.

After being hit twice, Gang Zhu retreated, and then showed a look of doubt. He had to re-examine the two people opposite him. The other party did have the strength to challenge him.

The chess master was under a phoenix tree, his body motionless, but his fingers turned into afterimages on the chessboard.

"Left one, right two, life gate."

"Top seven, left five, dead end."

Just when the chess master was distracted by the deduction of the results of the battle, a magical light came from the depths of the altar, attracting his attention.

"This breath is"

The center of the colorful glow is the altar that had been abandoned in the Middle Ages. At this moment, the grooves and lines on the altar, as well as the crimson blood, are surging, emitting a sacred light.

The shadow of a stone platform rises slowly.

The chess master was extremely surprised. At the same time, he looked along the chessboard and saw a colorful aura extending from one corner of the chessboard to the center of the entire chessboard.

"Is it above the Guixu Jihai?"

"I see."

The chess master seemed to understand something, and he murmured:

"Everything is for the future of the human race."

"There must be something strange about this cave!"