Vol 3 Chapter 1249: Longmen wars to death

Where is the problem, why is this door still not open.
The two felt strange. Looking at the vision of the bronze gate at the moment, Qinglong’s believing should be a mistake, but why the door is not open.
The dust has taken off the Qinglong order and quickly thought about it. The design of Shimen is quite simple and does not involve too many mysteries.
As long as there is a token, you can open it.
Xiao Chen brows and wrinkles, I don’t know for a while, what happened. Treasures are in front of you, holding the key but can't get in, this depressed mood makes people add.
Simply, you can't go in and forget, giving hope and disappointment, what it means.
The stranger suddenly remembered something: "Xiao Brother, you will drop your own blood on the Qinglong Order, and try again."
Xiao Chen was slightly surprised, but under the urging of the dust, Xiao Chen did it, blending the blood into the dragon, and then putting it into the groove again.
Rubbing!
This time, there was almost no waiting, and the bronze gate that revealed the true face opened in a moment, and a cold wind blew out from the inside and rolled up countless dust.
The second door opened, so that Xiao Chen did not respond. After half a ring, he was pleasantly surprised: "Dust, how do you think of it."
The dusty eyes with a smile, said: "This is the back of the Qing emperor, the means to set up for insurance. Even if Qinglong is taken away by others, it is not a descendant of the Qing emperor, can not open this gantry treasure house."
"The very simple means, but it guarantees this treasure house of the Dragon Gate, is foolproof and will not fall into the hands of outsiders."
Xiao Chen is stunned. It turns out that after I want to understand it, I will find that the answer to the question is actually very simple.
"Go, go in and see, the spoils collected by the Qing Emperor, there are some good things in the end."
With a look of anticipation, the two men calmed down their mood and strode into the treasure house of the Dragon Gate.
The first thing that catches your eye is the pile of stone that piles up like a mountain. There are piles and piles, and each pile is like a small hill.
Xiao Chen roughly swept away, without exception, all of them were top grade Lingshi.
Lingshi is the foundation of the cultivation of the military. For the lower-powered warrior, the Shangpin Lingshi has great temptation.
Generally speaking, the large-scale Zongmen, the door-to-doors issued, are mostly top-grade stone.
Before Xiao Chen did not become a master Wu Sheng, the main accessories for cultivation were also top grade Lingshi.
It was only after the slow improvement of the realm, the top grade Lingshi, and his help to repair is getting smaller and smaller, and gradually gave up.
The stranger was surprised: "There are a hundred piles here. I guess there are five million top grade stones in each pile, that is to say, there are at least five hundred million top grade stones in front of us."
"With such a huge number, it is more than enough to develop a nine-category sect."
In the heart of Xiao Chen, with this large number of Lingshi, as long as the qualified descendants of the Star City can be cultivated, it will provide a steady stream of blood for the follow-up development of Longmen.
Strolling in this pile of stone, the two were in front of a stone door and were once again blocked.
The road to the next main hall is not all the way. On both sides of the stone gate, there is a dusty, low-headed battle shackle.
In the past ten thousand years, the battles that once did not know how powerful they were, are now dead and there are no signs of activity.
A strange look at the dust, said: "This is the imperial battle, if it is intact, the strength can rival the Emperor Wu."
Xiao Chen’s heart was shocked. How strong the once gantry was, even the imperial embarrassment can be made.
Kakakar!
Just in the morning, I want to find a way to open this stone door. The bow of the bow, the joints, began to move, making a burst of sound.
Xiao Chen and the stranger were taken aback, and the toes were a little bit, they flew out and warned.
After a while, this battle slammed up and looked up. There are two faint flames burning, and the weak flame gives a feeling of madness, as if it can be extinguished at any time.
Can be tempted by the momentum of the body, but people do not dare to take a nap, look up for a moment, directly push the two people back again.
The eyes of the cockroach, after seeing the badge of the Qinglong King on the chest of Xiao Chen, the hostility completely disappeared.
"Now the Qinglong King, the strength is so unbearable? The end of the gantry sinking to the point, even this small treasure house, the Qinglong Wang himself to receive, Xiao Jiaxuan is a pulse, no one? ?"
Some mechanical hoarse voices were spoken from the mouth of the battle.
Let Xiao Chen and the stranger be shocked. This battle has its own thinking, clear conditioning, clear thinking, and almost no ordinary people.
However, the other party seems to have forgotten the time and does not know what happened outside.
Xiao Chen set his mind and said: "Predecessors, the Qing Emperor is dead, the Longmen has been destroyed before 10,000 years ago, and the Xiao family is now forced to the lower reaches of the sky, already far from Kunlun."
" Ten thousand years? Has the gantry been destroyed?"
That battle is awkward, it seems that there is no reaction, and I dare not accept the facts at hand. "How can the Qing emperor die, invincible, swept the eight wild. The immortal emperor, the reincarnation, the demon god, the seven seas, the abyss The devil, the lord of the Nether, which one is his opponent, how can he die!"
Xiao Chen said: "The road of the warrior, not a god, everyone can not escape a death. Also please calm the predecessors, the death of the Qing emperor, although the fog is heavy, can be degraded, is an indisputable fact, the gantry is no longer long gone presence."
The facts are very cruel, but Xiao Chen still wants to speak out. After several explanations, the mysterious battle finally accepted this fact, but the two flames in the eyes seemed even more illusory.
Through some communication, Xiao Chen also knows the identity of the other party. After the death, the soul uses the secret method of the ghost family, seals into the soul, and guards the treasure house to continue to be loyal to the Dragon Gate.
According to the other party's statement, the Longmen Wars, only after the extremely high battle for the Longmen, after the death of thousands of wars, the test of blood and fire, can be awarded the honorary title.
Only they can continue to be loyal to Longmen after death. Every war lord has at least a large heavenly emperor. In the peak period of the Dragon Gate, there are hundreds of warriors, which can be described as tyrannical.
"It’s really unpredictable, I am sleeping, and after I wake up, it’s been a million years. Since you opened this treasury, you have to do things according to the rules left by the gantry. How much strength you can get. Treasures, you will not be able to ask for it because you are a descendant of the Qing Emperor."
The mysterious battle smashed, reaching for a grip and sucking a long gun on the ground in his hand.
Xiao Chen and the stranger looked at each other, a little unexpected, there will be such a thing.
The strange voice passed to Xiao Chen: "He is in a bad state now, and the soul has reached the point of dissipating at any time. As soon as the battle begins, he will die immediately."
"If you want to open this stone door, you must defeat me, and you will be qualified to go in. If you don't have the courage, you will take the Lingshi outside and take it away." The battle is stunned, looking at Xiao Chen, and keeping the gun at Shimen in front of.
Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment and said: "Then I choose to leave. I will have time later. I will come down often and accompany my predecessors."
"coward!"
The battle screams like a roar from the bottom of my heart, pointing a gun at Xiao Chen, and the voice is a little trembling: "Who gives you choices, makes you so weak, don't let me win a gantry warfare. Pull out your knife, Make the choices you really have to do."
The trembling voice echoed in the empty hall, and it looked so desolate.