Chapter 450 Promise

The pitch-black clouds turned the entire Mount Tai into a black color without a trace of light. A terrifying gale swept past, and golden lines appeared and disappeared above Mount Tai from time to time.

From time to time, terrifying lightning flashed across the void and struck Mount Tai, being absorbed by the golden Taoist patterns, making them more obvious.

The heavy rain poured down, hitting the majestic mountains, making a huge sound.

Countless extraordinary people appeared on Mount Tai, and in the darkness that seemed to be the end of the world, they seemed to be waiting for something. Many of them could not even block the heavy rain.

Their hearts are like the darkness on top of Mount Tai, like a deep abyss with no end in sight.

Only when the lightning flashes can you see their resolute expressions, as if they are on the eve of their death.

Countless lines appeared like embellishments before a great war. The rumbling thunder and lightning seemed to pour into Mount Tai at this moment. No one could judge what was happening on Mount Tai. Everyone was looking at the terrifying bronze door.

It hangs alone in the void, silent and lonely, and the mottled rust seems like the erosion of countless years.

A door hangs in the air, and thousands of people hold their heads high.

Even though some people had prepared for defeat beforehand, when the news came, it was still so hard to accept.

The thirty-three heavens were all pierced, but as soon as they entered the wilderness, they collapsed.

It is hard to imagine how powerful the Great Wilderness, which was known as the fairyland thousands of years ago, was. Even the Ming Dynasty’s imperial master eight hundred years ago could not stop them.

Is there really no other solution?

Everyone's hearts felt as cold as rain in a strong wind; the feeling could not be fully described in words.

The west wind chills people's hearts, and the falling rain makes the world cold.

Is there still a chance?

Everyone thought of many people. In recent years, many extraordinary and powerful people have indeed appeared in the Ming Dynasty, but they seem to be inferior to the Ming Dynasty's national master.

Perhaps only the best person in the world can turn the tide?

Many people remembered the man in black who subdued the entire heaven in the battle on the other side of the starry sky. He single-handedly destroyed the horrible existence that had wreaked havoc on the world eight hundred years ago. This was something that even the Ming Dynasty's imperial master could not do.

It seems that this person may be able to save the current situation, but no trace of this person has been found so far. Three months ago, after the number one man in the world came down from Mount Zhongnan, no one knew where he was.

The rain keeps falling, the cold rain is falling, but what is even colder is the human heart.

………

In the first heaven, the entire world was a blood-red color, with countless corpses hanging in the air, making it look like the scene in the eighteen levels of hell.

The skinny black-robed monk had a horrifying bloody color that seemed to have cast a thin layer of mist on his body. Even Lin Qingsheng, who was standing next to the black-robed monk and was under the protection of the Ming army, felt as if there were thorns in his back.

He could feel that the black-robed prime minister seemed to have become even more powerful after being injured, as if all the blood in the world was pushing the skinny monk to a higher level.

They retreated all the way from the Thirty-Three Heavens, but the black-robed monk became visibly stronger.

But even so, Lin Qingsheng had no confidence in winning.

Just before entering the Great Wilderness, Lin Qingsheng's confidence in the Great Wilderness's national master reached an almost unlimited level. However, after entering the Great Wilderness, he realized that humans will eventually lose.

The immortal who blocks out the sky and the sun above the wilderness is enough to cure any intensive phobia. It is no longer just blocking out the sky and the sun, but like a locust plague, with no end in sight at a glance.

To be honest, under such circumstances, failure is the most normal thing.

No one can be the enemy of the whole world.

In the scarlet mist, Lin Qingsheng asked with confusion in his eyes: "National Master... do we still have hope of winning?"

The skinny monk in black still looked indifferent, as if he had never been afraid or confused.

"Are you desperate?"

The skinny monk in black said calmly: "The most frightening thing in this world is that the person holding the long knife is in despair. No one can save a person who wants to die. Your character is not up to par after all."

"So... we can win?"

After saying this, even Lin Qingsheng himself didn't think of any other solution.

It is almost impossible for humans to resist such a force.

The skinny monk in black smiled rarely, but even when he smiled, it was still cold and almost without any emotion.

"Don't worry, remember what I said?"

The skinny monk in black raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate time and space and said:

"The human world is far more powerful than you think. This is where all the hidden dragons and crouching tigers are. Even if the sky falls, there will be truly powerful people standing up to support it. What are you afraid of?"

"The only significance of this war for you is not winning or losing, because this is already predetermined. All you can do is to work hard to hone yourself in this war in order to gain the greatest benefit from it."

Lin Qingsheng was still a little hesitant. He was confused at this time and desperately wanted an answer.

“Will anyone really stand up to it?”

The skinny monk in black nodded and said, "Yes, but before that, there is one last experience."

As the black-robed monk finished speaking, the scarlet blood-like mist dissipated, opening the passage between the second heaven and the first heaven, and the two worlds were connected.

The sky of the first level seemed to darken in an instant, and endless pressure came down from the sky like a mountain pressing down on one's head.

Looking up, he saw countless immortals standing among the parted clouds, which reminded Lin Qingsheng of the scene in "Journey to the West" where 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals captured the demon monkey Sun Wukong.

But the only difference is that he is not the lawless Monkey King.

There were dozens of people leading the charge, and they exuded a terrifying aura, as if they were real gods looking down on the world. No, to be precise, they were even more powerful than the gods.

This feeling reminded Lin Qingsheng of Xu Fu who was in the tree in the turbulent sea.

The skinny monk in black also set his sights on them, but he still explained to Lin Qingsheng:

"They are the Golden Immortals, who have the power to capture the heavens and possess immortal magical powers. They are the closest beings to the Heavenly Lords in this world, and they themselves are legends."

"Monk you can't stop us."

As the hoarse and murderous voice of the black-robed monk sounded, the Daluo Jinxian on the opposite side also spoke.

The skinny black-robed monk smiled and said, "There are very few things in this world that monks cannot do. I am not going to stop you now. I am just going to stop you here for a day and a night."

Lin Qingsheng could clearly feel the aura of the black-robed monk beside him growing stronger rapidly. The black-robed monk raised his head and looked into the distance, chuckling:

"It's ridiculous that you know the human world is a place to avoid disasters, but you don't know why this place can avoid disasters. Otherwise, you shouldn't enter the human world in this way."

"Everyone has a reason to fight for themselves. Even Daluo has never truly transcended. Today we will enter the master's world."

Above the void, there are the Three-Hand Clan and the Black Bird Clan, and countless races from the wilderness are mixed together. It is obvious that they are going to unite and force their way into the human world next year.

As this voice sounded, the original formation was already on the verge of action.

The black-robed monk chuckled and said, "Come on, since you want to fight, then show us your strength."

The scarlet blood instantly spread out with the black-robed monk as the center. The entire first heaven seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​blood, and endless murderous aura swept everything.

Between heaven and earth, this skinny monk in black seemed to be able to use his own flesh and blood to fight against the power of the entire heaven and earth.

"boom!"

The skinny monk in black threw a punch, and terrifying power burst out from his weak body, sweeping in all directions with murderous aura.

The Golden Immortal at the front swung down with the divine spear in his hand.

The whole world seemed to be steaming.

The battle in the first heaven broke out instantly, but Lin Qingsheng was completely unable to intervene.

The skinny monk in black gave him the order to guard the entrance to the human world, and he didn't need to intervene in this war.

The terrifying blood and murderous intent filled the entire world at this moment. It was impossible to describe this power in detail, but Lin Qingsheng could clearly feel its power.

"Arm the troops!"

Lin Qingsheng and the surviving soldiers behind him formed the final barrier, blocking the aftermath of this terrifying force.

At this moment, Lin Qingsheng felt as if he was pierced by thousands of arrows, but he still persisted.

In fact, at the last moment, Lin Qingsheng still had a little hope that the black-robed monk could win.

………

"boom!"

A cold flash of lightning flashed, illuminating the dark sky.

At this time, on top of Mount Tai outside the bronze gate, endless blood was surging inside the bronze gate, as if it was about to break out, but it never did.

The entire area within dozens of miles of Mount Tai has been completely cleared, and the people of the entire Ming Dynasty are waiting for the final war.

The outcome of this war will determine the direction of the entire human world.

There seemed to be endless danger in that bright red blood.

The violent storm on Mount Tai lasted for a whole day and night. The entire Mount Tai seemed to have turned into a huge waterfall falling from the sky.

It has been a whole day and night, and at this moment everyone can't help but relax a little.

But just when everyone was beginning to relax, a terrifying scarlet light burst out from the bronze door.

"boom!"

The skinny monk in black crashed into the peak of Mount Tai, and countless Taoist patterns flowed across the entire mountain.

At the same time, the army led by Lin Qingsheng also walked out of the bronze door, but they looked much better than the black-robed monk.

Before anyone could react, a terrifying and endless light burst out from Mount Tai.

But in an instant, the entire Mount Tai within a radius of hundreds of miles became as bright as day.

"Get ready for battle, they are coming!"

Lin Qingsheng's voice was low and hoarse. He no longer placed his hope on the strong man that the black-robed monk mentioned. Even if it was a weak man, he would still roar in this battle.

Even if he died here, he would still bite a piece of flesh from the enemy.

"Leave it to me!"

And at this moment, a deep voice rang out from Mount Tai, which was about to become a battlefield.

"The Ming army is up!"

Lin Qingsheng turned his head and saw a young man wearing a robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon standing beside him. The power of the Ming army had been taken over by him.

Lines of true dragon energy were lingering on his body, and Lin Qingsheng's Qi body was suppressed.

Zhu Qiji looked up at the void and said as if he was chatting with a friend: "Didn't the Imperial Master tell you that only a true emperor can unleash the true power of the Ming army?"

"No."

Lin Qingsheng carefully looked at the emperor in front of him at this time. Zhu Qiji's face was extremely calm. He said as if recalling something:

"When I was young, I envied my ancestors Chengzu, Taizu, and Xuandi, who ruled the world. Now I have the opportunity too."

Lin Qingsheng felt the roar of a real dragon from the Ming Emperor Zhu Jiaoji.

"Our ancestors once made a promise: The emperor guards the country's gates, and the king dies for the country!"

Zhu Qiuji raised his hand, and a golden dragon shadow hovered over the spear in his hand. Countless phantoms appeared above the Ming army formation. It was a war that had never stopped for hundreds of years.

"Today is the day for me to prove it."

He didn't know if it was Lin Qingsheng's own illusion, but he felt that the Ming army's formation seemed to be more powerful than when the black-robed monk was in charge.

It was as if there was some inexplicable power in the army, that was the power that only emperors had. It seemed that Zhu Qiuji was no longer the mortal man he used to be, but an emperor who was only one step away from becoming the great emperor of ancient times.

Lin Qingsheng knew in his heart that if he won this battle, he would definitely reach the realm of the ancient great emperor, but if not, he would die here.

But... can we really win?

The thirty-third heaven was almost covered with corpses.

But Lin Qingsheng was not given more time to think.

The shadows of the coalition forces of all races appeared in the ancient bronze gate the next moment. The power spanning the thirty-three realms of heaven and earth also reached its peak at this moment.

"Enter the master's room!"

The dozens of Daluo Jinxian who walked out of the bronze door seemed to weigh on everyone's heart, and their voices were like roars from hell.

Zhu Qiji, wearing the imperial dragon robe, tightly grasped the spear and said loudly:

"The sun, the moon, the mountains and the rivers will last forever, and the mountains and seas of the Ming Dynasty will last forever!"

At this moment, all the extraordinary people in the Ming Dynasty seemed to be able to feel the trembling of the Ming Dynasty's national destiny. The emperor wanted to fulfill the promise that had not changed in eight hundred years.

"kill!"

But the young emperor of the Ming Dynasty acted without hesitation. His spear pierced the sky. The 800-year national fortune of the Ming Dynasty even surpassed that of the Zhou Dynasty. With this shot, this endless national fortune was poured into Zhu Qiji's body through the Ming army formation.

The entire sky seemed to be pierced.

Dozens of Daluo Jinxians took action at the same time, and the terrifying light shook the entire world.

(End of this chapter)