In the end, Feng Xiao was dragged by Tianxiu to the Tianlong Palace.
"There is neither white hair nor white tiger. It seems that this Shura is not that Shura!" Tiandun looked mysterious.
"Hahaha, the Shura in the prophecy does not necessarily refer to the person who changed his profession. He may be a murderous madman."
"Since he is from another world, there is always a chance for us to meet that person. You old guys are just chirping!"
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In the square of Tianlong Imperial City, three minutes after Feng Xiao left, a red-haired man dragging a giant sword slowly walked over...
"Hate the sky, change your profession, warrior!"
The cold voice quickly silenced the noisy excited transfer mentors. When they turned around, they discovered that a red-haired man had stood behind them.
Hentian stood there quietly, exuding an aura of murder that could not be concealed. The aura was so strong that even several old men were secretly frightened!
Who is this person from? Several old men came up with this idea at the same time.
"Who are you?" Tianzhan asked calmly.
"Hendian, change profession, warrior!" Hentian seemed unwilling to say another word, his voice was cold and flat.
"Oh, I am the warrior transition instructor. Your momentum shows that you can definitely become a powerful warrior. You... ah... you... what is the sword in your hand?" His eyes inadvertently glanced at the giant sword Hentian dragged on the ground. Tianzhan's voice trembled.
The Heavenly Shield, Heavenly Gong, Heavenly Thorn, and Heavenly Law also noticed the sword in Hentian's hand at this time, with horrified expressions on their faces.
"Hendian, change your profession, soldier, please hurry up." Hentian frowned.
"...Okay, please sign your name here..."
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After completing his job transfer, Hentian walked towards the south side of the imperial city without saying a word, leaving behind a group of old men looking at each other.
"Is that sword..."
"That's right, the sword of the God of Death - Doomsday Underworld, that person... is the person who inherited the power of the God of Death!"
"With a name full of resentment and an aura full of resentment, he must be a person who has returned from purgatory..."
"These people from another world have given us too many surprises."
The Tianlong Palace is quite a bit like the Forbidden City. It is as majestic as the sun, as majestic as the sun, full of luxury and luxury, and exudes a powerful sense of royal dignity. There are endless groups of palace maids and guards, making people feel like they have traveled to ancient times. The feeling of a royal palace.
However, what surprised Feng Xiao was that neither the gatekeepers nor the patrolling guards seemed to notice him and Tianxiu. They allowed them to enter the heavily guarded inner city without blocking them or coming up to say hello. They even raised their eyebrows. Didn't even move.
"Is it true that the palace can be entered and exited at will?" Feng Xiao asked doubtfully.
"You fart!" Tian Xiu looked like you were an idiot, "If you want these guards to do that, we can be so casual because we are Shura! Do you understand!"
"Oh? Shura is so powerful? He can go anywhere!"
"Of course not. If that's the case, what does the emperor want to do? Shura can enter the palace at will without being questioned or blocked, but he must not do anything inappropriate, otherwise a bunch of guards will come to get you immediately! These sword-wielding men are not just a pretense, they can do whatever they want. Any one of them can kill you instantly!"
"Okay, we're here. This is the Tianlong Hall. It's noon time now. Let's go in together."
Tianlong Hall!
The first thing that caught Feng Xiao's eyes was a plaque made of yellow glazed tiles: Tianlong Hall! The majestic and solemn aura made Feng Xiao lose his mind for a moment, but before he could see the whole picture clearly, he was already pulled in by Tian Xiu.
The space in the main hall is far larger than Feng Xiao's imagination. It is more than 100 meters long, more than 30 meters wide, and more than 30 meters high. The interior decoration is extremely luxurious. In the center is a red lacquered square platform with carved sculptures. The dragon throne has a carved dragon screen behind it, with gold dragon pillars on both sides, and a gold-carved dragon in the central caisson on the top, exuding the aura of an emperor.
Sitting on the carved dragon throne is an old man wearing a purple gold crown. The majesty and domineering power of the king all show his identity: Tianlong Emperor.
The sudden intrusion of the two people immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, and countless civil and military officials looked at them. Emperor Tianlong was about to get angry when he saw two uninvited guests suddenly walking in. However, after he saw the person clearly, he put back his anger and put on a helpless expression.
"This man is the emperor. He looks pretty good, but his face is a bit off!" Feng Xiao didn't notice the emperor's nervousness at all, but looked at him with interest. In his modern mind, the emperor was just a legend and a title. He had never experienced the baptism of the emperor's power and had never seen the emperor's consciousness.
If Feng Xiao just didn't realize it, Xiu was almost at home that day...
"Emperor, I have brought here the first human from another world to change his profession. Hurry up and bring me 100,000 gold coins so that I can leave!"
Tianxiu's address to the emperor almost made Feng Xiao fall to the ground, but he was surprised to find that all the civil and military officials present did not show any surprise at all. Instead, they looked as if they were not surprised. Even the emperor had a helpless expression. rather than anger.
"hehe… "
The emperor smiled helplessly, but the gentle laughter made Feng Xiao's eardrums buzz, secretly thinking that the emperor's majesty really had some tricks.
"Senior Tianxiu, I haven't seen you for more than thirty years. I didn't expect that your appearance has not changed at all. Your spirit is strong and your voice is as loud as a bell. It's just that my broken body may not be able to hold on." The emperor actually called Tianxiu. Senior, this surprised Feng Xiao, "No wonder this old man is so arrogant, he turns out to be a real person."
"Come on, stop talking to me about useless things. It's more practical to get the money as soon as possible." Tian Xiu ignored Emperor Tianlong's emotion without giving face, pointed at Feng Xiao and said: "No, this boy is the first to turn around." He is the 23rd generation descendant of Shura. Maybe you can ask him to complete what you are looking for."
First job transfer? Descendants of Shura? Countless eyes turned to Feng Xiao, some were surprised, some were suspicious, some were curious. Even though Feng Xiao was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he couldn't resist it at this time. He coughed twice and said: "Hello Emperor Tianlong, my name is Fenghun, professional Shura!"
Originally, Feng Xiao neither knelt down nor bowed after entering the palace, and countless civil and military officials were extremely dissatisfied and looked down upon. But now that they heard that he was Shura, they looked at him with a different look.
"Oh? Are you the first human from another world? Okay! Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age and becomes a Shura at a young age. This time the Demon King will wake up, and the Tianlong Continent will once again enter turmoil. By then, the war will be calmed down. I completely rely on you warriors from another world." The emperor looked at Feng Xiao with admiration. After finishing speaking, his face flushed and he coughed violently. The little eunuch next to the dragon chair quickly helped him.
Demon Lord? Feng Xiao was startled. He was not sure whether the Demon Lord mentioned by Emperor Tianlong and the Demon Lord mentioned by Xuanyuan Wan'er were the same person.