"Don't be anxious. Now is not the time for you to be anxious. Someone is more anxious than you. () Yikanshu·1?k?an?s?h?u?·c?c?"
"ah?"
Wang Yun looked in the direction of Yuan Zhen's finger, and saw that it was the altar where the Ninth Prince Wang Yan was, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Haha, stop looking and hide first."
Yuan Zhen pulled up his hood, hid his face deeper, turned around and said.
"Mr. Yuan, tell me, where is the ninth altar?"
Wang Yun withdrew his gaze, turned to Yuan Zhen, and said eagerly, with crazy eyes flashing in his eyes.
There was never a moment when he felt that he was so close to the throne of the prince.
Ever since he was young, he has always been a joke among many princes. After being bullied, he swallowed his anger and forced a smile to survive until now.
If he could become the prince, Wang Yun clenched his right fist tightly, and his blood was flowing.
Yuan Zhen glanced at Wang Yun's expression, smiled slightly and said: "Yes, I like your current state very much, but now is really not the time to tell you. Hide with me first, the big battle later will cause great damage. Beyond your imagination.”
"War?"
Wang Yun looked a little confused. His eldest brother is so strong now, who dares to fight him.
It's quite helpless to have such a fool on the stall.
Sighing in his heart, Yuan Zhen briefly explained: "The trees are beautiful in the forest, but the wind destroys them. Your brothers will definitely understand a truth after they wake up. The only way is to join forces and kill your eldest brother's altar. Just the slightest chance. Didn’t you see that your brother’s disciples were guarding the altar and didn’t even dare to move?”
Wang Yun glanced at it and found that it was indeed the case.
The masters of the Blood Martial Dynasty and the Sixth Meridian Emperor Zuo Yu looked relaxed. But he didn't relax at all. He looked around vigilantly, and his defense was airtight, without revealing any flaws.
Thinking of the war Yuan Zhen said, Wang Yundun was frightened for a moment, if it was really what he said. ?一??Reading·1?k Want an?s to read h?u?·c?c
Just the eighth brother and the thirteenth brother joined forces, and those ridiculously powerful disciples did not include the disciples of other princes.
I can't even imagine what kind of destructive power it would cause.
Wang Yun woke up with a start and said loudly: "Let's go, let's go quickly."
"Don't move, follow me."
Yuan Zhen shook his head slightly and led the way, leading the group of disciples and the fourth prince to escape quickly.
The turmoil in the core area intensified, and another altar, Long Yuan's eldest prince, was absorbed. It was already so strong that it was unreasonable, and just one look made people feel frightened.
At this moment, apart from Wang Fei's altar, only three are still there.
They were the eleventh prince, the ninth prince Wang Yan and the sixth prince Wang Ming. The other altars were either destroyed or abandoned.
On the altar where the eleventh prince was, Death God Lin Feng and Hunyuan Palace Chu Feng both looked ugly.
"Should we keep it or give it up?"
The eleventh prince looked at the two of them and said, he was wavering in his heart and was still struggling.
Chu Feng muttered: "Don't worry, he will definitely attack the Ninth Prince Wang Yan with this sword. Your Highness, please step up your efforts to refine the Flame Emperor Sword. Only by perfectly integrating your own Dao, can you have some chance to compete with him."
Lin Feng glanced around and said calmly: "There are still many variables. It seems that the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince can't help it anymore."
"That's right, Brother Eight and Brother Thirteen will definitely not sit back and watch the elder brother continue to be strong!"
The eleventh prince made up his mind and stopped worrying about it. He concentrated on refining the Flame Emperor Sword.
How big the crisis is, means how big the opportunity is, and the Eleventh Prince doesn't want to give up just yet.
In the blazing holy fire.
Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the eldest prince Wang Fei, still feeling shocked.
Too fast, really too fast. ?一看书?·1?k?a?n?s书h?u·
Without giving people much time to react, the eldest prince Wang Fei destroyed four altars with overwhelming force. At this moment, he was already so powerful that it was unbearable to watch.
The domineering power of Wang Dao made Wang Fei's heart swell to the point of being twisted, crazy and powerful.
He is ruthless and decisive.
After getting rid of two serious troubles and killing two princes with the lowest strength, no one can compete with them at this moment.
"Ninth Prince, the destiny is in chaos. I can completely see the situation on all sides and the destiny is in chaos."
Scholar Tiance frowned. At the critical moment, the destiny path failed, which made him blame himself: "However, your highness's destiny is that yin and yang are in conflict, and fate is in conflict with each other. Good or bad is difficult to determine... I suggest that your highness stay out of the way for the time being."
"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"
Amidst the wild laughter, Wang Fei, who had finished refining and newly absorbed the dragon essence, glanced at Wang Yan.
As others expected, the target of his sword was none other than the Ninth Prince Wang Yan!
"Xiao Chen, do you dare to take my sword!"
Seeing Xiao Chen on the altar, the murderous intention that Wang Fei had suppressed for a long time finally burst out unscrupulously.
There is no nonsense, the sword is raised in hand, the heritage of a dynasty lasting more than 100,000 years. It turned into a sky-high sword light, like a sharp blade piercing the sky, and fell straight towards the altar where Wang Yan was.
This was already comparable to the pinnacle strike of the Seven Meridians Emperor, and even more terrifying.
The most important thing is the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan deep inside. Even if the real Emperor of Seven Meridians is here, or the Emperor of Eight Meridians would find it difficult to achieve such prestige.
The unparalleled sword light was far ahead of the four swords.
This sword is not only the majestic sword light of the emperor, but also the identity of the dynasty that has gone through ups and downs over the years.
The power of the sword made this vast core area seem extremely small.
Is it Shou? Or retreat? Only in Wang Yan's thoughts.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes and let the strong wind caused by the sword's power blow his clothes and stir his hair.
Wang Fei asked him to take the sword by name, but Xiao Chen couldn't decide whether to take it or not.
It's not a question of whether he can catch it, but if Wang Yan chooses to retreat, the sword will be meaningless.
"I have never failed anyone in my life. If you all have failed me, I will definitely not let you down. Please help me catch the sword and live and die together!"
Wang Yan's calm words seemed to be vague under the shock of the mighty sword power. But it was like tar, igniting the blood in the hearts of Qin Zhuolin, Tiance Scholar and others. Facing this shocking sword, they no longer had the slightest intention of flinching.
war!
"My name is Xiao Suo. I hold the flag with my flesh and blood body, and I will be wounded for the rest of my life. Scarlet Blood King, please give me the will to fight without defeat!"
Half a lifetime of ups and downs, wandering around; half a lifetime of being invincible, running rampant. Xiao Suo let out a loud roar, letting his vitality burn, and the bloody battle flag waved in the wind.
The undefeated fighting spirit inherited from the Scarlet-Blooded King transcends time and space and breaks the barriers of time and space from the distant past. It turned into a bloody sun, lighting up one side and forcing back the brilliance of Wang Fei's dynasty.
"The sun is as bright as the sky, and the true fire never goes out!"
The Golden Crow Empire Hao Armor's face remained unchanged, and like tar, it turned into the true fire of the sun and burned blazingly.
His eyes were golden, his prehistoric bloodline was fully activated, and a golden crow suddenly circled around the altar.
"Point to the sun to become the sky, and draw the earth to become a dragon!"
Qin Zhuolin used his dragon-seeking skills to the extreme, pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the ground.
The point of this finger happened to be the bloody sun transformed by the undefeated fighting spirit, and all of a sudden, this small altar was filled with excitement. With a sword derived from the 100,000-year dynasty's heritage, the sky was forcibly held up.
His other finger pointed on the ground, drawing a dragon on the ground, summoning a shadow of dragon veins, and the dazzling golden crow, soaring upward.
"The heaven and the earth are righteous, the sun, the moon, the stars and the rivers!"
Scholar Tiance didn't care much, and slowly unfolded the folding fan in his hand. Use the sun, moon, and stars to develop your awe-inspiring aura and bless this world.
Except for Xiao Chen, Wumeng and others on the altar all tried their best, even at the expense of their vitality.
Come to resist, resist the invincible sword derived from the 100,000-year dynasty's heritage.
"kill!"
Xiao Suo took the lead, holding a bloody battle flag, and charged towards the brilliant sword light.
It seemed that the mantis was acting like a chariot, and the nobles outside the palace couldn't bear to look at it.
clang!
The moment the red blood battle flag came into contact with the sword light, Xiao Suo spat out a mouthful of blood, and the slightest crack appeared in his right hand holding the battle flag.
The arrogant sword light was actually blocked for a moment by his undefeated fighting spirit.
Everyone was shocked, this scene was really unbelievable.
The sword that even the Eighth and Thirteenth Princes did not dare to take was actually blocked by a retainer of the Ninth Prince.
"Brother Xiao, let me help you!"
Whoosh whoosh!
Seeing that the crack on Xiao Suo's arm was about to spread all over his body, five figures rose into the sky at the same time.
Qin Zhuolin concentrated on himself all the general trends of the world and the earth that he could connect with. Transformed into a dragon shadow, and the golden crow transformed by Hao Kai, one on the left and one on the right, attacked the sword light derived from the dynasty.
Click, click, click!
Under the eyes of complete disbelief, the sword light actually showed a trace of cracks, and there was a hint of collapse.
The eldest prince's face changed wildly, how could this happen!
The kingly way he cultivates cannot tolerate such failure. Once the kingly way fails, it will damage the origin of the avenue.
But just when he was about to strike again, he suddenly felt a chill.
Looking along the chill, Xiao Chen opened his eyes at some point on the altar.
A green dragon shadow condensed behind him, reaching to the sky and the earth, containing the power of a pure kingly dragon.
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