Along with all the princes, they set off to the palace at the same time. The entire territory of the Yanwu Dynasty, including the star fields outside the sea, can feel the rotation of the wheel of fate. The dragon's fortune in the dynasty is "swaying", and it seems that some kind of power will wake up from its deep sleep.
The palace of the Yanwu Dynasty was the place where thousands of dragons gathered together, displaying the majestic power of the dragons. Like substance, it transformed into mountains and mountains, hovering over the palace.
In the high mountains, there is a holy sword, a holy sword that symbolizes power, status and the throne of Emperor Yan.
A prince with a prosperous dragon's fortune can even see this sword that ordinary emperors can't see with the naked eye.
There is a burning light in his eyes. As long as he can finally hold this sword, he will become the prince of the dynasty and ascend the throne of Emperor Yan.
In the palace, the dragon energy is the strongest.
Surrounded by the splendid palace, there is a vast and vast martial arts field.
In the sky, there is a treasure palace in the clouds.
One hundred and eight princes, heads of aristocratic families, heads of sects and pavilions, and many powerful people gathered here, preparing to watch the final battle for places.
By noon, the sun is clear.
Princes from all walks of life filed in from the corridors extending in all directions in the palace, and entered the martial arts arena in a majestic manner. u8.,
Outside the martial arts arena, there are many royal platforms and pavilions.
Each prince entered the hall in an orderly manner and climbed onto the high platform according to his corresponding status on the pavilion.
The royal platform is square and nearly 100 meters high. On the railings in all directions, flags were fluttering and hunting sounds were heard.
The prince sat in it, with guests and guests on both sides doing business, or standing directly, looking around.
Ninth Prince Wang Yan, Xiao Chen and others ascended the throne.
At this moment, wind and clouds gather together, strange people and strangers from all walks of life, evildoers and leaders, and heroes appear. Although there were many people in the entire martial arts arena, it was silent and no one was making any noise.
In the air, there were lines of sight that met and collided with fierce sparks.
Those who can come here are all dragons among people. They have been screened and eliminated again, and finally they can truly stand here.
Throughout the martial arts era, almost all the emperors under the age of 500, both good and evil, gathered here.
Among them, there are many people who know each other, have old grudges, or have new grudges.
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In addition, most of the emperors present knew it well.
In addition to the fight for the crown prince, there is also a bigger chess game in the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb this time. net.
Misty fairy palace!
It is unknown how many guests here are here for the Misty Immortal Palace. It can be estimated that there is not 80% but 70%. Even if you don't come here for this, you have heard the prophecy of the birth of the fairy palace.
However, everyone kept silent about this matter and understood it tacitly.
Xiao Chen's eyes were also looking around to see if he could find an acquaintance and what the other princes' strengths were.
Among them, of course it is Wang Fei.
Even if Xiao Chen wanted to ignore the eldest prince Wang Fei, he couldn't ignore him.
Outside the martial arts arena, among the many kings on stage, he was the most powerful. There were more than 20 people following him, and he had 18 spots in the main selection. If all three battles are won in this battle for quotas, the number of guests will reach a terrifying twenty-one.
It's hard to imagine how terrifying his momentum would be now if his wedding hadn't been ruined by Xiao Chen.
With a casual glance, Xiao Chen saw his old acquaintance Mingxuan!
He stood behind the eldest prince, with handsome features and a lotus-like temperament. He looked like a peerless handsome man, but he turned out to be a monk.
"That is… "
Xiao Chen let out a light sigh, and when he saw the woman not far away from him, a strange color flashed in his eyes. ▃▆u8.,.
It's Yang Qing!
Yang Qing, who once had a friendship in the Tomb Sea Group, is wrong...
It's not Yang Qing, Yang Qing is dead, this woman is the Qinglian Saint. The Yang Qing she knows is just her Ying Shen. Ying Shen is a completely different person and cannot be confused.
While he was in shock and doubt, Yang Qing seemed to sense Xiao Chen's gaze and gave him a meaningful smile.
Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him.
While retracting his gaze, he did not notice that the eldest prince was on the throne. There was another person, shrouded in a black robe, with blood all over his body, and thunder flashing in the blood. A pair of eyes stared at him, like a poisonous snake.
There is no doubt that the royal platform where the eldest prince is standing at this moment is the location that attracts the most attention.
However, he seemed very low-key, sitting on the throne in the high platform, closing his eyes and relaxing. It seems that after some setbacks at the wedding, his ambitions were restrained and he couldn't bear it, and his city became deeper.
Apart from him, the ones who attracted the most attention were naturally the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince.
Both of them have sixteen main-selection quotas, second only to Wang Fei, and their guest lineups are also extremely strong.
On one side is the representative of the sect forces of the entire Yanwu Dynasty. In the high platform of the eighth prince Wang Fei, there are all sect monsters who are hundreds of years old. None of them are lower than the three lineage emperors. All of them are Dacheng. Emperor. net
Among them, Daoxuan was the most eye-catching, with his black pupils gleaming with a faint icy light. It looks as pure as stars and gems, which makes people secretly frightened, but they don't know that he has condensed the small world of ice.
He has gathered the top leaders of the entire sect, and his lineup is so strong that people are secretly stunned.
This threshold for the door-to-door election is very advantageous for the Eighth Prince. He can recruit many strong people without any effort.
What is even more surprising is that Wen Renyu, the Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land of the Shenwu Empire, as well as the leaders Mu Yunzhu and Gu Yuhan are also among them. It's amazing that the Eighth Prince has hidden so deeply, and it's only now that it's revealed that he has the support of Xuantian Holy Land behind him.
The lineup of the Thirteenth Prince's disciples is also surprising. Without exception, they are all monsters with ancient blood!
Going to that station, the aura of the ancient bloodline gathered together, making people feel oppressive.
That is the advantage brought by the natural blood, not to mention that these people are from the Seven or Eight Empires under the Martial God Palace. Emperors under the age of five hundred fought against each other at all levels, and the absolute elite emerged victorious in the end.
Xiao Chen only took one look and noticed that there were many familiar people, including Bai Yunfei, Xia Houzun, and the Dragon God Prince Qin Ming.
There were also some princes whom Xiao Chen had not noticed, whose strength was equally terrifying.
Behind Fourth Prince Wang Yun, there was someone wearing a thick cloak and a hood. The person who buried his whole head tightly was Lingyin Temple Yuanzhen who was hiding his identity. He lowered his head and didn't look at anyone. He didn't know what he was thinking.
What is even more terrifying is the sixth prince Wang Ming. Standing on his high platform are all the masters of the Hades Temple, Yan Cangming, the dragon man, Qiao Laogui from the Battle of the Styx, Zhenyuan, the treacherous son of the Buddhist sect, and the Rakshasa of the Shura clan. A master of the clan.
After disguising their identities, they all stood behind Wang Ming in a low-key manner, not showing off their appearance. In this place where heroes gather, it is difficult for outsiders to see the secrets, and they have no idea what kind of trump card Wang Ming hides.
There are so many heroes and heroines that it is difficult to see them all.
Even Xiao Chen couldn't guarantee whether he was mistaken. He had a vague feeling that the eight major forces had secretly sent people here.
Including a low-key pirate alliance and the Temple of Hades deep underground.
He also saw the God of Death, Lin Feng, who nodded slightly to him and said nothing else. It seems that Tianmeng is planning to make a bet with both hands, letting Mu Zifeng choose Xiao Chen and support the Ninth Prince. On the other hand, Sui Renji appointed Lin Feng, and brought experts to support the Seventh Prince to see who could truly win.
It's a pity that I was a little disappointed and didn't see Chu Chaoyun.
The people in Hunyuan Palace noticed it, but Chu Chaoyun was not among them. Maybe he was hiding among other princes. Maybe he had given up the key to the fairy palace in his hand, and stayed alone and stayed out of it.
Heroes gathered together, fish and dragons mixed together.
Above the clouds, there are many big bosses, obviously the game did not expect them. This year's battle for the crown prince unexpectedly attracted so many leaders, including some demonic warriors.
Suddenly, the majestic imperial power swayed through the sky, shocking the entire audience.
But it was the Flame Emperor who appeared on the stage, standing in the air, dominating all directions. His glance made people fearful and they did not dare to look at him.
In the palace of the Yanwu Dynasty, with the Yanhuang Holy Sword, he was almost invincible.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was well aware of the many princes and mixed-looking guests below.
"The ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan has been reopened. I would like to thank you all for coming all the way to help my emperor. Especially friends from the Demon Temple, Hades Temple and the Pirate Alliance... you are so brave!"
Wow!
As soon as Yanhuang said this, it was like thunder on the ground, causing an uproar in the scene.
Many casual cultivators of the demonic path, warriors from the Hades Temple, and leaders of the Blood Martial Dynasty all had a flash of strange color in their eyes.
They feel that they have hidden them well enough, and they all carry amazing secret treasures. He concealed his own demonic energy and blended in with the prince's guests, just like ordinary casual cultivators.
But he didn't expect that in front of Yanhuang, it would be like child's play.
Just when everyone was in shock and doubt, Yanhuang's solemn expression quietly dissipated, and he chuckled softly: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. Miaomiao Immortal Palace may be born in Yanhuang's ancient mausoleum. If I were If I don’t let you in, I’m afraid the trouble will be even greater.”
"It's just that when you come back, you must abide by the rules of our Yanwu Dynasty in the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yanwu. If anyone dares to cause trouble, I can guarantee that even if the god of Hades appears and the devil comes, he will be saved." It won’t kill you!”
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