"Pang Hong is well prepared, and his strength is bound to rise to a higher level. Jiang Mingyue is in trouble now."
The moon whispers.
"This man is really as powerful as you say?"
The sword is nameless and the eyebrow is light. I always feel that panghong is not Jiang Mingyue''s opponent. After all, Jiang Mingyue once killed panghong.
"Very powerful. Few people in the same generation can compete with it, especially his dark moon magic skill. It is said that this skill has nine layers. Once you practice it to the ninth layer, you can have nine lives. Therefore, this dark moon magic skill is also called nine death magic skill."
The moon is boundless.
"Nine lives? Nine death demon skill?"
Yang Xuan was surprised at the moment and asked, "how many times has this Pang Hong died?"
"The number of times should not be less, but outsiders don''t know."
Yue boundless pondered: "the nine death magic skill has both advantages and disadvantages. Let''s say that the higher the level of this skill, the stronger the power, but correspondingly, its own life will be greatly reduced. Only by practicing this skill to great success can we avoid side effects."
Everyone was silent when they heard the speech. This nine death devil skill is really evil. It''s not too much to describe it as hurting the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred.
"What a terrible magic skill."
Yang Xuan sighed. He believed that even if Pang Hong didn''t practice the dark moon magic skill to Dacheng, he might not be far from Dacheng.
"Let''s go and take the road of the king first." Yang Xuan thought and said.
"OK."
Everyone had no objection. They followed Yang Xuan to the top of the ladder. The ancient bluestone Road on the ladder floated and sank. No one knows how long it can exist. If they go too late, they may miss it.
The more upward, the more pressure on the ladder, but no matter how great the pressure is, it will not pose a threat to Yang Xuan and them.
The pedestrian was not slow, and soon climbed the ladder to the top of the sky. They stepped on the ancient bluestone road one after another and completely disappeared in the eyes of the crowd.
The crowd saw all this in their eyes, and their hearts could not be calm for a long time. The young rogue Yang Xuan and his companions stopped talking. Jiang Mingyue and Pang Hong are not ordinary people. So many people will have a fight between dragons and tigers when they go to the king''s road.
Unfortunately, not many people can see that the vast majority of people can''t even climb the ladder. Even if they climb the ladder, they have to weigh whether they have the strength to survive on the road of the king.
"Crisis and opportunity coexist and fight hard."
"If you don''t succeed, you will become benevolent. Isn''t that a death? Why are you afraid of it?"
"You''re right. Success or failure is in this fight."
After a short hesitation, countless people took new steps and went up step by step.
"The road to the king is here."
"This is our chance. Only by winning the inheritance of the fairy king can we compete with the one surnamed Yang."
Time passed slowly, and people came at the foot of the ladder, including bullying and youfen.
In addition to the two, there were many external fighters. Shen Changfeng and Han Shixiong, the two young masters of Shen Han, were also present.
At the moment, everyone learned the news of Yang Xuan from others. Yang Xuan said that the young rogue is very famous in the whole heaven. Moreover, he appeared here not long ago, causing no small waves.
It can be said that even if Yang Xuan has been on the road of king, there are still many people talking about him in the crowd.
The speaker was careless and the listener was intentional. When bawudao and youfen learned the whereabouts of Yang Xuan, their faces showed a deep color of hatred.
"Has this son been on the road of the king?"
At this time, Han Shixiong''s face was not good-looking. One of his purposes here was not to fight with Yang Xuan.
However, he still came a step late and failed to achieve his wish.
Bully Wudao subdued his hatred, glanced at Han Shixiong and said casually, "brother Han doesn''t need to be discouraged. As long as this son hasn''t left the king''s road for a day, you will have a chance to fight him."
Han Shixiong glanced coldly at bully Wudao and didn''t say anything. He''s not an idiot, and he doesn''t know what abacus bully Wudao is playing, but he also wants to meet Yang Xuan.
"Later, there will be changes. Let''s go on the road of Kings first."
Shen Changfeng said to one side that he is different from Han Shixiong. His main purpose here is to inherit the fairy king. He has never thought of competing with Yang Xuan, and there is no need.
……
"This is the power of time and space..."
"Yang Xuan, are you sure?"
On the ancient bluestone Road, there was a vast expanse of white, full of the feeling of death and eternity. With the falling of Yang Xuan''s voice, the moon was boundless, and the purple Hou and others changed their faces.
The power of time and space is also called the power of taboo. No matter how high your cultivation is, you will have to sink into the vortex of time and space.
"The situation is bad. Where are we going?"
Xu Yang looked dignified.
"There must be a way to the front of the mountain. For today''s plan, we have to go ahead."
Yang Xuan wanted to retreat, but there was always a resistance on the road of the king, which made them unable to retreat.
If you can''t retreat, you can only move forward.
"If you come, you''ll be at ease. Maybe..." before the sword''s nameless words finished, there was a sudden roar in front, which shook the whole ancient bluestone road.
The loud noise came and went quickly. When the bluestone ancient road stabilized, there was a faint shadow of an ancient city in the distance.
The ancient city is very majestic. It gradually changes from emptiness to reality and clearly comes into sight.
"It''s unheard of that there should be such a powerful city on the king''s road."
Yue boundless was shocked. He knew about the king''s road, but he had never heard of a city on this road, which was completely beyond his imagination.
"What shall we do? Shall we enter the city?"
The purple Marquis looked at Yang Xuan, with a posture of Yang Xuan following his lead.
"Go and have a look first."
Yang Xuan said in a deep voice that the ancient city appeared very strange and blocked the road ahead. They had no other way but to cross the city.
Everything went well without any obstruction. The party soon penetrated into the ancient city.
"So many people, look at the clothes of these people... It seems that they are not in the same era as us."
As soon as they entered the city, Yang Xuan and others were stunned by the scene in the city. The ancient city was not quiet, not only not quiet, but also unusually lively.
Here, the streets are full of antique buildings, and pedestrians can be seen everywhere in the streets. These people are men and women, old and young, all dressed in ancient and simple clothes, which can be seen at a glance.
Yang Xuan''s appearance did not attract the attention of the crowd, as if he was not surprised by their appearance.
"Well, excuse me, where is this?"
Moon boundless casually asked someone for advice, and the other party didn''t talk nonsense. He said casually, "this is the lost city."
"Lost City?"
"There are nine big cities on Tongtian road. The lost city is one of them. Everyone will not die here. Correspondingly, they will never want to go out."
"It''s impossible to die or get out."
"Nothing is impossible. The time in this city will not be lost. Unless you are killed or fail to break through the pass, you can be free."
Yang Xuan and others were surprised when he said this. It seemed that living was suffering for the tone of the speaker.