Lingwu Holy City, Teleportation Square.
"Xiao Tianfeng, you are fine, really fine!!!"
Yang Fan's face was cold, his eyes flashed with anger, and his voice was even more unspeakable. It was almost, just a little bit, Xiaolian would burst and die, and the fragrance disappeared. Therefore, Yang Fan was afraid for a while.
"boom... ... ."
Xiao Tianfeng's legs softened, and he knelt directly in front of Yang Fan. The big beads of sweat were like rain, and his eyes were full of panic and anxiety. He felt that Yang Fan was really Angry, and even murdered him.
"The son is good, the old slave deserves to die, the old slave deserves to die..."
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"... ... ..
Everyone in Tianfeng Emperor City knelt to the ground one after another, and even the Emperor Tianfeng the Great Kneeled on the ground, no matter how many people like them dare to stand.
"Damn, you really deserve to die..." Yang Fansen said coldly, other people, forget it, as a person, even this kind of thing can be ignored, this is no ordinary dereliction of duty.
If Xiao Lian and the others had something good or bad, it would not be enough for Xiao Tianfeng to die thousands of times.
at this time... ... ..
"Big Brother Yang, forget it, Uncle Xiao was also unintentional."
"Yeah, son, I'm fine anyway, please spare him this time!!!"
Lin Wanru and Xiao Lian pleaded with each other. Although Xiao Tianfeng was responsible for this matter, it was unintentional after all, and they were also uneasy and unharmed.
"Humph! Looking at the face of Wanru and Xiaolian today, forget about it. If there is another time, you will meet you by yourself."
"Yes, thank you son for your kindness, thank you Miss Wanru, thank you Miss Xiaolian..." Xiao Tianfeng thanked him again and again, with a holding heart, and finally let it go, screaming, fortunately Miss Xiaolian is fine. , Otherwise, the consequences are really unimaginable.
Although it hasn’t been long since he joined Yang Fan’s school, Xiao Tianfeng knew in his mind that there were ten or a hundred of him. In Yang Fan’s mind, Lin Wanru and Xiao Lian were not as important. If their heads fell, even their Xiao clan, maybe they would have to be removed from this world.
Xiao Tianfeng felt depressed in his heart. You must know that after entering the Lingwu Sacred Palace, under the emperor, you must breathe carefully. This is a well-known thing. In Tianfeng Emperor City, anyone with a little background knows it. How could Lin Wanru and others know it? Would not know.
It was also because he thought everyone knew that he didn't take the initiative to remind Yang Fan that he had never expected such a mistake.
Lin Jiabao’s foundation is still a bit shallower. Since the fort was built, apart from Lin Wanru, there has been only one person who proved the Taoist emperor before the age of twenty-five. Unfortunately, his luck was not good, and he fell on the way before reaching the Star Emperor City. Every time, the emperor Xiao Tianfeng can personally escort him. The enrollment ceremony of the Lingwu Sacred Palace is held every ten years, and the strong emperor sometimes retreats for dozens of hundreds of years. Under normal circumstances, it is Several half-step emperors lead the team, among which the risk factor has skyrocketed several times.
Out of ten times, being able to reach the Star Emperor City smoothly five or six times is the limit.
This is also the fate of many one-star imperial cities in the East Wasteland.
"Okay, get up all!!!" Yang Fan waved his hand impatiently, and walked towards the teleportation plaza first. After a short while, many people were already looking towards them, and there were tens of thousands of people at once. At the same time bowing down is still very attractive.
Yang Fan didn't have the habit of being seen as a monkey, and if it caused the misunderstanding of those holy city patrol guards, it would be bad.
These Lingwu Holy City guards, although Yang Fan couldn't see through their specific cultivation level, one thing was certain, they were definitely not comparable to what they are now.
After half an hour.
Yang Fan and his party left the Teleport Plaza.
"Hiss... .. good... .. There are so many powerful people, it is worthy of being the top nine-star holy city..."
The teleportation square is a mixture of fish and dragons. There are many warriors from some low-level imperial cities below four stars. I don't think that until you exit the teleportation square and really enter the Lingwu Holy City, you only see the horror of this Lingwu Holy City.
In the streets and alleys, there is almost no one who has a cultivation base lower than half of the emperor’s realm. Among the ten people, there is often one who is the real emperor. A one-star emperor like Xiao Tianfeng is completely the most here. It is not uncommon for people at the bottom to be four-star respected by God.
Even many people feel to Yang Fan that there is a gap in the level of life. It seems that as long as the other person takes a breath and a look, he can die without a place to bury him.
terror! The horror that cannot be described in words.
Of course, Yang Fan has nothing to be afraid of. He is still young and has only cultivated for many years, and those people, who have not cultivated for tens of millions of years, or even longer, will one day be able to surpass them, and time, It will definitely not be long.
At most, it is dozens of hundreds of years.
An hour later, Yang Fan and his party, under the leadership of Xiao Tianfeng, went to the admissions office to report, then found an inn and settled down.
There is still one week before the actual assessment.
However, apart from Yang Fan and Lin Wanru who lived in a small independent courtyard, the others, including Xiao Tianfeng, could only live in the ordinary room aggrievedly, and most of them still rented a flat with multiple people. There is no way, Lingwu Holy City can Not a small place like Tianfeng Emperor City.
An exquisite small courtyard usually has a few super-grade spirit crystals a day, and a hundred super-grade spirit crystals are up to the sky, but this Lingwu holy city is different, the super-grade spirit crystals are rubbish, even if they are thrown on the ground, there are no people. Picking up, indeed, just take a breath and just absorb thousands of super-grade spirit crystals on top. It's better to take a few more breaths in the effort of picking up those spirit crystals.
Here, all the immortal crystals are used, and even some high-end restaurants receive a middle-grade immortal crystal that is worth a million.
Even with Yang Fan’s current worth, it’s worthwhile to be able to luxuriate in those high-end restaurants. Of course, what Yang Fan and the others are looking for is not that high-end inn, but just an ordinary inn with no name. But even so, a suite costs ten. One day of low-grade immortal crystals is 70 low-grade immortal crystals in a week, like the independent courtyard where Yang Fan and the others live, it costs a thousand inferior fairy crystals a day.
Except for those with top-notch big families, the other aristocratic families basically have a room with a few people, or even a room with dozens of people. If the space in the suite is limited, it is impossible to live with hundreds of people.
Ten low-grade immortal crystals are one billion super-grade spirit crystals, and 70 are seven billion. Many forces are all belongings together, and it is not necessarily possible to come up with seven billion super-grade spirit crystals.
After settling down, Yang Fan immediately began to retreat, preparing to launch the final sprint in the last week.
The spiritual power in Lingwu Holy City is too pure, far surpassing the super-grade spirit crystals. Just a single breath is equivalent to swallowing thousands of super-grade spirit crystals. If you practice with all your strength, it is simply unimaginable.
It's just a day of work, and I'm afraid it's the hard work of the previous few months, or even more.
In seven days, it was impossible to make his cultivation level go further and break through the realm of the five-star emperor.
Not only Yang Fan retreats, but other young Tianjiao are racing against time. They just can't practice unscrupulously like Yang Fan's, not that they can't practice. Every time they inhale the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it often takes a lot of time to refine the spiritual power in the body before they can continue to practice.
But even so, the effect is a hundred times that of their cultivation with spirit crystals.
Even Xiao Tianfeng and others are the same. They have limited time in Lingwu Holy City. Once the enrollment ceremony is over, when they return to their original place, how can they not seize this limited opportunity
The fare of billions of super-grade Lingjing back and forth has to be earned no matter what.
Time flickered, and it was already seven days later.
In a small independent courtyard.
Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, and a touch of regret flashed in his eyes, just a little bit, he would break through the five-star emperor's realm, seven days is still too short, if you give him three more days, Yang Fan is sure to truly enter Among the five-star emperors.
But even so, Yang Fan's combat power has turned more and more. Yang Fan has a feeling that at this moment, even among the many five-star emperors, his strength can be called the top.
Yang Fan got up and got out of bed and walked out.
There was a faint glow of excitement in his eyes.
There were three hours left, when the assessment of Lingwu Sacred Palace began, and thinking that he was about to compete with all the young Tianjiao, many emperors, and saints in Lingwu Continent, Yang Fan only felt that his whole body's blood was beginning to boil.
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: There are only seven flowers, and there are ninety flowers. Please don't be stingy with the flowers in your hands.