There is no complicated and complicated cliché, just to express the meaning of this martial arts conference in plain language.

This is not difficult to understand.

The ghosts in Japan were raising their troops and invaded Yizhou a few months ago. Fortunately, they were blocked by the remaining soldiers of the northern country guarding there, otherwise there would be another disaster on the southeast coast.

The enemy is there.

If you don't go over and fight, it will come over and fight you.

The warriors are not stupid, they understand the principle of taking preemptive action.

After the old Taoist finished reading the edict, he was like a magic trick. There was an unexpected addition to his side, which made everyone present exclaim, and even those who were highly skilled in martial arts could not see clearly how this person appeared.

But everyone recognized his identity.

White clothes, black shirt, broken hair, fists gloves, and a long sword with a weird red light on his waist. Isn’t this Chen Qiu, the leader of Wangchuan, who is it?

Sure enough, everyone’s guess was correct before.

The Queen of Great Chu still invited Chen Qiu, the great god, to preside over the martial arts conference.

Although his reputation in the world is polarized, with Chen Qiu's martial arts, reputation and status in the world, he can really easily suppress the situation once he appears.

"Warriors from all sides check what they carry with them. After ten breaths, the martial arts realm will be opened."

Chen Qiu came forward and didn't say much.

He raised his left hand and pressed down slightly. With his movements, the spiritual energy in the entire Yanjing city was mobilized and flowed lightly above the sky, turning into gusts of wind.

On Penglai Mountain thousands of miles away, in the mountain, the sword jade hovered over the spiritual array, which was replaced by the array eye, was also activated.

As the sound of the old man, the martial realm hidden in it also uses the sunken autumn as the node, slowly opening up over Yanjing City.

This martial arts realm is based on the memories of Chong and Taoist Master who saw and fought in Japan for several months. It is like a flowing scenery, reflected in the sky.

It looks like a mirror placed in the sky.

Tens of millions of people shouted and fought in chaos, monsters roared wildly, the light and shadow were red and dark, just like a scene of hell, emerging in the world.

There is also the flowing spiritual energy that has transformed into a style, scattered from the reflection of the martial arts realm into clouds. Before the hell was opened, there was a sense of coldness and falling from the sky.

This wind blew through the crowd, making some people's faces more solemn. They held the weapons and talisman paper in their hands tightly, and some people were still motionless.

Time flows by one breath.

After ten breaths, as Chen Qiu raised his hand suddenly pressed down, the map of Japan Hell on the sky was like a broken glass, shattering in the sky.

The fragments radiating halos were swept into the ruptured wind, like the sky tearing into chaos.

The gate to the Martial Realm has been opened.

The warriors in the square felt the wind coming from the sky, and they hooked up their souls through flesh and blood. Those with experience immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, allowing their souls to leave their bodies along the spiritual wind and enter the martial arts realm above.

Those who are inexperienced also learn from others to concentrate their minds and energy without resisting.

As for the warriors who really cannot calm down and enter the martial arts realm with their souls, they will regard them as the first batch of eliminated.

As a warrior, you can't even concentrate and calm before something big.

Such martial arts and such a state of mind will lead to death if you go to Japan.

Chen Qiu looked at the sky that was surging like chaos, and only he could see that a square of souls were throwing into the vast martial arts realm in various postures.

It's like a turbid current formed by the soul.

Among them are what he knows, what he doesn't know, and

I never thought that I would show up here, and it seemed like a guy who was about to disrupt the situation.

"Swish"

Chen Qiu's figure disappeared from the platform. When he appeared again, he had fallen into the crowd. He reached out and placed his hand on the shoulder of a guy wearing a big cloak and covering his whole body.

He whispered:

"Demon Lord, you have come here, why do you still hide and hide?"

The cloaked man was called to break his identity, so he raised his head, revealing his iconic eyes and messy beard. He blew his beard and stared at Chen Qiu:

"I'm here to show you something good!"

As he finished speaking, another petite figure in a hat flashed out from behind Ai Dachai, moving as fast as a spirit snake, and punched Chen Qiu.

The latter wrapped it in his left hand and wanted to hold the fist in his hand.

Unexpectedly, the moment the two of them met, the face of Master Shen changed slightly, and he moved back three times, and then he barely dissipated the force on his arm.

pain!

Since Wu Junbao Body was cultivated, this is the first time Chen Qiu has felt the pain of bone marrow in the true sense.

He shook his left hand a few times, causing the pain to decrease slightly. He looked at the man beside Ai Dacha who was tilting his head and smiling. Under the cloak, there were light blue eyes, and he was also looking at him.

Qingyang Demon Lord proudly reached out and placed his hand on the small man's shoulder and said to Chen Qiu:
Chapter completed!