The top of the Yanhuang Ancient Tree. .XsHuotXT
The ninth prince Wang Yan is fighting fiercely with the fourth prince Wang Yun, but the situation is not optimistic.
The Yanhuang Sword that Wang Yun sacrificed was the ninth altar. Nine was the most numerous, and it contained a huge amount of dragon essence.
The other princes have long since lost their qualifications to compete for the crown prince and can only watch from the ancient trees.
The eighth prince Wang Feng and the thirteenth prince both had expressions of unwillingness on their faces. They were the most popular princes after the eldest prince.
Unexpectedly, after the death of the eldest prince, he would actually reach the top of the Yanhuang Ancient Tree.
But it was the two brothers who were least optimistic about them before.
Especially the fourth prince Wang Yun, who has always been regarded as a fool and a complete joke.
No one thought that he could pass the first round of the test.
But who knew that this fool would counterattack all the way and now stand on top of the Yanhuang Ancient Tree.
The final battle with the Ninth Prince Wang Yan was going on.
Judging from the pure scene, Wang Yan was suppressed all the way, occupying a huge advantage.
Although Wang Yan's mastery of the killing method is far more sophisticated than the opponent's Buddhist method.
In terms of martial arts strength alone, Wang Yan, who has been on the battlefield for many years and has rich combat experience, is not comparable to the fourth prince.
But nothing can be done.
The dragon essence contained in the ninth altar is too majestic, and the Yanhuang Sword in Wang Yun's hand is far more powerful than Wang Yan.
He uses strength to overcome skill, and does not need too many exquisite killing moves and martial arts, but he can suppress Wang Yan with the sword in his hand.
"Ninth brother, why don't you give up?"
On the top of the ancient tree, stuck in the vast clouds and mist, Wang Yun holds the Flame Emperor Sword. The sword's body is filled with Buddha's light, and behind it is even more Buddha's light, as the long sword is swung.
It seems that gods and Buddhas are appearing all over the sky, Buddhist chants are chanting endlessly, and the power of a sword seems to level the mountains and rivers.
Wang Yan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but his entire aura was completely overwhelmed by the opponent's mighty imperial power.
It looked like he was surrounded by thousands of troops, full of murderous intent, and fighting bloody battles. However, they continued to kill continuously until they were exhausted, but they were still unable to break out of the encirclement.
"It seems that Wang Yan's defeat will only happen sooner or later."
Xiao Suo looked far into the distance, watching the battle on top of the Yanhuang Ancient Tree, and sighed softly.
Hao Kai also shook his head slightly. Although they had not gotten along with Wang Yan for a short time, they still admired his character in their hearts.
Seeing that the prince he had escorted all the way was inevitably a little unwilling to lose to others.
Xiao Chen looked calm and his emotions did not fluctuate.
Along the way, he tried his best to protect Wang Yan. Now in this last battle, he can only rely on himself. Regardless of victory or defeat, I just hope that he will have no regrets.
He could see that Wang Yan's martial arts background was far superior to that of the fourth prince Wang Yun.
After all, he guards the border all the year round, goes into battle to kill enemies, and always charges forward, which is not comparable to Wang Yun of Wenwen Township in the Imperial Capital.
Unfortunately, the entire momentum was completely suppressed, and the dragon essence contained in the Yanhuang Sword was not as good as the opponent.
If he could wake up, the brocade he once gave him would be
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But it doesn't matter, the eldest prince has been killed.
No matter who ascends to the position of Prince Yan, deep down in Xiao Chen's heart, he can barely accept it.
Xiao Chen had other worries at this moment.
The ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan, the struggle for the crown prince, has been full of twists and turns, and the situation has developed to the present.
It is unavoidable that people are worried about why the Imperial Ancestral Temple protects Xi and others. Now, Xiao Chen was a little worried about Ao Jiao, Su Ye and others deep in the palace.
"Brother, do we want to continue watching?"
Xiao Suo looked at Xiao Chen and said, most of the other guests of His Highness the Prince have left the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb.
"Get out of here first."
Several people silently chanted "Abstain" in their hearts, and suddenly felt a majestic force coming from the depths of the earth, connected with the physical body and soul.
The mighty power of heaven and earth in Emperor Yan's ancient mausoleum forcibly sent Xiao Chen and others away.
The next moment, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
His whole body suddenly felt extremely relaxed, and the pressure from the heaven and earth of the Yanhuang Ancient Mausoleum had disappeared.
Whizzing!
The moment he appeared in the martial arts arena of the palace, Xiao Chen immediately sensed that a dozen powerful and suffocating soul powers were shooting back and forth on his body.
Xiao Chen was secretly shocked. He had been in contact with the Fire of the False God and could clearly sense it.
Every strand of soul power contains the fire of the False God.
In other words, a large number of false gods have descended on the entire Yanwu Dynasty.
The soul power containing the Fire of the False God comes and goes quickly, barely a thousandth of a second.
If the strength is slightly weaker, it cannot be sensed.
Xiao Chen suddenly realized that these virtual gods were sensing whether they had wings of time and space on them!
Suddenly I felt a chill on my back, and I felt a little lucky.
Fortunately, Misty Immortal Palace does not have the Wings of Time and Space. If he had taken the Wings of Time and Space, the moment he appeared in the palace.
In an instant, he will be attacked indiscriminately by at least a dozen false gods.
At that time, even if there is a way to reincarnation, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape death.
However, it is difficult to say that with so many virtual gods gathered, and if the five major forces came out together, the virtual gods of the alliance must be there that day.
If the senior leaders of Tianmeng knew that he had wings of time and space, they would definitely protect him to the death.
But no matter what, he will fall into the center of right and wrong, and his life or death will be unpredictable.
Xiao Chen calmly handed Jiang He to Xiao Suo and walked towards Ao Jiao and Su Ye.
"Your Highness the Goddess, you are fortunate to have fulfilled your destiny."
Hao Kai said respectfully after seeing Ao Jiao.
"Thank you, Senior Hao Kai."
Aojiao quickly returned the gift and said softly.
Then his beautiful eyes turned to Xiao Chen, complaining, "Why are you working so hard? You don't know how worried we are about you."
Indeed, the battle for the crown prince was full of twists and turns.
I have been on the verge of life and death several times, and I have no time to think about it, but bystanders must be frightened and worried.
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"He's not dead, don't worry."
Feeling Ao Jiao's concern, Xiao Chen felt a warm feeling in his heart and stepped forward to pinch Ao Jiao's face.
After experiencing the Queen Mother of the West, Xiao Chen understood many truths. Don't wait until everyone around you is gone before you regret it.
After seeing Ao Jiao, many emotions that had been suppressed in her heart came up.
A blush suddenly flashed across the face of a delicate girl. She pulled off Xiao Chen's hand and said, "What are you doing, so many people are watching?"
"Ahem, Mr. Xiao, this is the goddess of our Golden Crow Empire... don't go too far."
Hao Kai coughed a few times and said softly.
Xiao Chen stopped his hand and looked back. Sure enough, several eyes were looking towards him.
Xi saw a white gauze tied on his head, wrapping his left eye, and smiled at him, quite teasingly.
Yan Cangming and Zhenyuan, who had fought to the death with Xi before, hooked up with Xi again.
There were also many hostile looks, such as Qin Ming who was gritting his teeth angrily, but Xiao Chen naturally ignored them all.
At this moment, the prince who was eliminated in the martial arts field and many disciples were present.
Everyone stared at the peak battle between Wang Yan and Wang Yun on the light screen.
In this battle, only one winner is destined to ascend to the throne of prince.
But Xiao Chen had a bad premonition in his heart, regardless of whether he had the Wings of Time or not.
The gathering of so many false gods in the Yanwu Dynasty is an ominous sign. If one is not careful, a war between the false gods will begin.
When the time comes, the consequences will be disastrous.
What worries him even more is Xi and Yan Cangming. One of them is the eldest prince of the Xuewu Dynasty and leads the world of demons. One is the leader of the Hades Temple, representing the forces of the nine underground layers of the underworld, all of which are on the same level as the right path.
Now that the eldest prince is dead, they have lost their protection and still dare to stay in the palace openly.
Xiao Chen had a bad premonition and muttered, "Everyone, please stay closer to me, something is wrong."
The current calm was like the calm before the storm, which made Xiao Chen deeply worried.
Let Su Ye and others get closer to him.
Once there is a change, he will use the Yushen Monument to contain everyone.
Su Ye and others did not doubt that he was there. After hearing this, they quietly gathered around Xiao Chen and surrounded the city.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen remembered something and asked, "Have you ever seen Emperor Yan appear?"
As long as the Yanhuang is still there and he can wield the Yanhuang Sword, even the False God in the Yanwu Dynasty will be afraid of him.
Su Ye frowned and said, "Your Majesty, Emperor Yan, has not appeared since he first appeared."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he already felt that something was wrong.
At this moment, people were talking about it and spoke out one after another.
"Fourth Prince, we are going to win!"
On the light screen, on the top of the ancient Yanhuang tree, Wang Yan, who was deeply surrounded, finally failed and was knocked away by Wang Yun's sword.
The blood was like a rainbow, splashing endlessly, and it was too horrible to see.
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