One by one, the powerful and arrogant people in the Holy Spirit fell on their knees in front of King Xian.
Among them were his father's uncles, his grandfather and great-grandfather, and even the founder of the Sa family. The great masters of the other six gates, all of whom are incredibly powerful, each of whom has reached a terrifying level of mana cultivation of more than ten million kalpas, and the holy masters who have understood the laws of the Great Dao and have perfectly "aligned with the Dao", have also lowered their arrogance and The noble head knelt respectfully at his feet.
Among them are the rebellious militants of the Dragon Clan, the arrogant and petty people of the Feng Clan, and the lawless "Idle Clouds and Wild Cranes" of the Qilin Clan!
"We, respectfully invite King Xian to be promoted to the throne of the Emperor of Heaven! He will rule the heavens, be powerful in all directions, rule the world for eternity!" In addition, countless people from all directions knelt down at the same time, and they shouted loudly, and their voices turned into rumbling thunder, shaking the whole world. Countless palaces and pavilions in Lianhe Tianfu are trembling.
King Xian was confused. He looked at these people blankly and couldn't come back to his senses.
Is this the Emperor of Heaven
But, it seems like he hasn’t done anything yet
Is this an illusion? Not an illusion! Judging from King Xian's powerful magic power and the reaction of the treasure he wears, which is specially designed to shock the mind and defend against external evils, this is not an illusion.
Everyone is made of flesh and blood, and they are all living people. The breath of life on their bodies is so strong, and their breath is exactly the same as what King Xian remembers. Including those top powerful men from all races, although they have absorbed their aura, the trace of aura they occasionally leak out is exactly the same as what King Xian remembers!
Kneeling in front of King Xian, Sa Wuming, the founder of the Sa family, raised his head and looked at King Xian with a hint of excitement.
"Jiajiao, it seems that your injury is not healed yet."
"Three months ago, in the final battle, you suppressed the thirteen great ministers of the Supreme Heaven alone and killed twenty-nine saints of the Supreme Heaven. Later, you were killed by the eighteen ghosts, demons, demons, and demons of the Great Luotian. The Evil Lord teamed up to attack, and although you killed him with one hand, your soul was injured and you lost some memories of the past."
"Fortunately, you have already commanded the Holy Spirit Heavenly Army, broke through the Demonic Domain of Tianchi, and snatched away the most precious treasure of Demon Lord Tianchi, 'Soul-pregnant Tianchi'. We put you in Tianchi for three months, and then your soul was restored to its original state. But recently, The memories of some years can never be restored."
Sa Wuming looked at Sa Jieqing with a hint of heartache: "If your subordinates hadn't informed us, we wouldn't have known that you actually obtained the inheritance of Qionghua Zun a thousand years ago. No wonder your cultivation has been improving rapidly over the years. In just a few hundred years, he has broken through the realm of the Holy Lord, and after seven hundred years, he has reached the highest realm that we cannot even glimpse."
"With such cultivation, no wonder you can rule the Holy Spirit Heaven and conquer the Supreme Heaven and the Great Luo Heaven!"
"Now, the Holy Spirit Heaven, the Great Luo Heaven, and the Supreme Heaven have unified, and you are the supreme master of the vast Tianhe. To be enthroned as the Heavenly Emperor is exactly what the hearts of millions of people in the Tianhe want to do! Who else would you take this throne for?"
Sa Wuming looked at King Xian with a smile.
Countless senior officials of the Seven Gates looked at King Xin with smiles. There was obvious awe in their smiles.
In the crowd, countless girls were looking at King Xian with fiery and crazy eyes, and some even flushed with excitement and fainted unconsciously.
King Xian was stunned by the fanatical atmosphere around him. He said blankly: "It turns out that a thousand years have passed... I think back then, I stepped into the world of real grass... "
King Xian swallowed hard, then lowered his head and looked at his clothes.
Then he nodded. He remembered that when he entered the real grass world, he was wearing an ordinary long gown, which was only worn for leisure time. But now, what he is wearing is a dark-colored ancient robe with countless gorgeous sun, moon and star patterns embroidered with gold thread. The slightest movement emits immeasurable golden light in all directions, making it an unparalleled power.
"King Xian, this is the 'Sun, Moon and Star Robe' inherited from the ancient and immeasurable time that you got from killing the ancestor of the Supreme Heavenly Lan clan seven years ago... Its defensive power is even greater than that of the Heaven-Opening Artifact of the Great World. It is several times stronger... Could it be that you have also forgotten?"
Sa Wuming looked at King Xian with a smile: "This is your favorite shirt in daily life, so we planned to put it on for you when you wake up today."
King Xian frowned slightly and looked at Sa Wuming.
Is that so
This robe... compared to "what he wore when he first entered the real grass world a thousand years ago", the robe he is wearing now is indeed not that ordinary robe. This "Sun, Moon and Stars Robe"... Well, he just woke up from the Pregnant Soul Heavenly Lake, and he was sent here just after he woke up, and he still put on this robe
In this way, everything can be explained to perfection, and there is no problem in everything!
King Xian opened his mouth and looked at Sa Wuming who had been kneeling in front of him. He finally raised his right hand slightly: "Ancestor, please get up! You are the ancestor of my Sa family. When you see me in the future, you are not allowed to kneel down and worship." !”
Being gradually controlled by the fanatical atmosphere around him, King Xian gradually integrated into the atmosphere and gradually accepted the scene in front of him.
He looked at the enthusiastic crowd around him with some melancholy. It turned out that a thousand years had passed by accident? Damn those Daluotian demons, they actually teamed up to attack him, and they actually dared to hurt his soul... Hum, after he officially ascends the throne, he must kill all the demons and monsters in the world!
Gently holding his hands, he signaled all the high-level officials in front of him to stand up. Surrounded by everyone, King Xian strode towards the throne in front of him. As he walked, he asked calmly: "In this case, let me ask, what is the purple of the purple clan?" Where is the Celestial Seal?”
At this moment, King Xian was full of ambition. At this moment, King Xian was full of pride. At this moment, King Xian was filled with passion. He couldn't wait to do something after ascending the throne of the Emperor of Heaven. Of course, his biggest obsession was Luo'er, so he couldn't wait to ask about Luo'er's whereabouts.
"Luo'er!" A loud shout came from behind King Xian.
King Xian was startled. He wanted to look back to see who dared to blaspheme the nickname of "Purple Tianxi". Sa Wuming and others beside him suddenly stretched out their hands, grabbed his limbs, and clasped them. It touched many vital points on his waist and abdomen.
The hands of these people were as hard as iron and indestructible, and waves of huge force penetrated their bodies, causing King Xian to scream in pain.
The power is too great, the body is too tyrannical, King Xian himself has millions of kalpas of magical cultivation, but none of these people are weaker than King Xian. Especially when dozens of people attack at the same time, how can King Xiu survive
The green dragon sword came from behind King Xian with a wisp of cold light, and burst out of the body with a "puff". Then the green dragon sword, with a cold light, turned into a sword light that filled the sky, and pierced King Xian's body rapidly.
At the snap of your fingers, there are hundreds of millions of swords.
King Xian's body exploded into a bloody mist, a bright light flew into the sky, and King Xian's soul turned into a radiant sun and slowly shot up into the sky.
Just after flying less than a hundred feet high, Chu Tian had already reached the top of King Xian and stepped hard on his soul.
With a "click", countless cracks opened in King Xian's soul, and a large area of the soul's original energy spurted out like spring water.