Ding Xinghua said calmly: "Seventh brother, you came earlier than us. Aren't you more anxious than us?"
"This person is Ding Xingjin, King of the Seven Gods. Over the years, he has been superficially attached to the false god emperor. He has become extremely powerful and has many followers. When the false god emperor fell half a year ago, he raised his arms and cut off the false god emperor's followers. Now he is the most powerful person in the city of gods. One of the factions is bound to win the throne, so be careful when dealing with it." Ding Busi whispered in Ding Hao's ear.
Ding Hao nodded.
In the past, among the thirteen sons of gods, not everyone followed Ding Shengtan or the thirteen sons of gods, Bai Wuji. There were also sons of gods who had ideas about the throne, and their power was not small, but they were overshadowed by the glory of the peerless twins in the past and could not compete. That's why it's not too obvious, but once the peerless pride becomes a thing of the past, these people will show their tyrannical energy and skills.
Ding Xingjin obviously belongs to such a person.
And he's not the only one like him.
At this moment, Ding Xingjin's eyes fell on Ding Hao, and he looked carefully. A smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Is this child the Hao'er who was the eldest brother back then? Why are you looking at him? It’s a bit different!”
Ding Xinghua snorted coldly and said, "Seventh brother, it's getting late. Don't engage in these verbal quarrels. Please get out of the way. Everything will be revealed naturally when Hao'er's bloodline opens the ancestral temple."
Ding Xingjin did not answer the question and turned to something else: "My eldest brother was so powerful that he was so powerful that his son is also a young genius. I am very curious. If this child is really my eldest brother's son, then How much skill did my eldest brother have back then? But don’t let those fools sneak into our Ding family, I’m afraid it will bring shame to the entire Ding family!”
"You? Lao Jiu, what do you mean?" Ding Xingxue, who had been silent, said angrily.
Ding Xingjin laughed loudly, glanced at Ding Xingxue casually, his disdain was obvious, and said: "Old Jiu, it seems that you haven't improved your memory in these years. Since you are completely useless, this old and decrepit Looks like, why don't you just go back and recuperate, maybe you can live a few more years, if you force yourself to stand out, I'm afraid you won't just end up in prison."
"You?" Ding Xingxue was furious and choked with anger.
Ding Hao also frowned.
This Ding Xingjin was a bit arrogant, nakedly arrogant and domineering. His tone not only looked down on Ding Xingxue, but also obviously threatened him. He did not think about his brother at all. Ding Hao even felt it from his tone. A hint of murderous intent.
"Third and fourth uncles, let's go. It's important to go to the ancestral temple first." Ding Hao walked forward without even looking at Ding Xingjin.
Although he is an uncle, Ding Xingjin, this uncle, does not even have the magnanimity and style of the pseudo-god emperor. Ding Hao is a soul that has traveled through time, so he may not have much sense of belonging to the Ding clan. It was just because of their blood relationship that they were grateful to Ding Shengtan. Later, Ding Xinghua, Ding Xingmu and others showed their heart to Ding Hao, so Ding Hao was naturally extremely grateful.
Is it something like Ding Xingjin
For the sake of his father and uncle, Ding Hao wouldn't argue too much with him, but if someone really insisted on standing up and getting his face slapped? Then Ding Hao wouldn't be polite either.
"Stop, do I let you go?" Ding Xingjin looked stunned and said: "You are so ignorant of elders and inferiors at a young age. How can you be okay when you grow up? Such a wild child also wants to enter my Ding family. Door? What a wishful thinking!"
As soon as these words came out, not only Ding Hao looked cold, but Ding Xinghua, Ding Xingmu and others also became angry.
"Lao Qi, what do you mean? Are you trying to stop me?" Ding Xinghua asked suppressing his anger.
Ding Xingjin smiled and said: "I just want to prevent some people from pretending to be eldest brother's bloodline and tarnishing the honor of our Ding family. You say he is the heir of eldest brother. What evidence can you bring out to really prove that he is the heir of the eldest brother?" With your identity, it’s not too late to enter the ancestral temple.”
"What evidence do you need? As long as the blood is dripped on the divine sword, the door of the ancestral temple can be opened, and everything will be clear by then." Ding Xingmu said every word.
"Hahahaha," Ding Xingjin laughed and said, "What if the door of the ancestral temple cannot be opened? Then wouldn't it mean that the sacred sword of the ancestral temple would be stained by lowly blood? I will never allow this to happen. "
"You?" Ding Xingxue said angrily: "You are simply arrogating."
"Haha, loser, get out of here." Ding Xingjin glanced at him and said disdainfully.
When Ding Hao heard this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly and said: "Originally, I had no interest in opening the ancestral temple. If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't even want to take another step into this temple, but there are some guys who are jealous of others. After repeated provocations, hehe, I am going to open the ancestral temple today, let’s see who dares to stop me.”
With that said, Ding Hao took one step forward and walked directly forward.
"presumptuous!"
"Things that don't know whether to live or die!"
The two strong men standing behind Ding Xingjin shouted loudly and slapped Ding Hao's vital parts of the body with extremely cruel and insidious attacks.
"roll!"
Ding Hao took another step forward. He didn't see how he would move. He just showed a slight momentum. With a bang, the two powerful men were directly shaken and flew out. They were blasted into the distant sky. They didn't know where they were. Go there.
"You little bastard, how dare you?" Ding Xingjin was startled and cursed.
The words have not yet finished.
Ding Hao raised his head and looked at him. His eyes were like a divine sword of judgment, with brilliant light overflowing. Ding Xingjin felt that his body was instantly heavy, as if countless ancient mountains were crushing him down. His knees weakened, and with his With a divine level of cultivation, he could no longer stand. He knelt down with a pop and lay on the ground in the direction of the ancestral temple.
"You?" Ding Xingjin was so stunned that his mind went blank.
how so
How could this little bastard be so strong
Just a look, let
I instantly lost the power to resist. What kind of state is this
"How dare you, a loser like you, covet the throne of the God Emperor? When my father was framed and hunted by Bai Wuji, he never upheld justice. I never saw you protecting the blood purity of the Ding family and kneeling down respectfully. Under the throne of the false god emperor, the false god emperor died, but you jumped out to make trouble. Your ugly and pitiful intentions are known to everyone on the road. Compared with Uncle Jiu, you are just a clown-like waste. You are here honestly. Kneel down and worship at the ancestral temple and sincerely repent!"
Every word Ding Hao said rang in everyone's ears.
After speaking, Ding Hao walked slowly and vigorously towards the Ancestral Temple of the Holy Mountain step by step.
Ding Xingjin was trembling all over, as if he had been cast a restraining spell, unable to move and kneeling on the spot.
Ding Xinghua and the three looked at each other. Although they had known that Ding Hao was very powerful, such a momentary comparison still shocked them. Ding Xingjin deserved it. He had been jumping up and down these days and had mastered an important force. He was thinking His selfish desires make the whole god have no peace. He blocked the road today and what he said was even more heartbreaking. He should be allowed to kneel here and repent.
In fact, with Ding Hao's current realm and cultivation level, he is regarded as a supreme-level existence in the entire Divine Grace Continent. In the martial arts road, those who have mastered it are teachers. In terms of cultivation base and realm alone, Ding Hao can be regarded as the overlord of the region. , even if the false god emperor is reborn, and the masters of the Yu tribe, the sea tribe, and the beast tribe arrive, they will be treated as equals in front of Ding Hao. They have no qualifications to be arrogant, let alone a person like Ding Xingjin
This scene completely shocked everyone. The other strong men who followed Ding Xingjin were also so shocked that they did not dare to move. They looked at Ding Hao as if they had seen a ghost, and for a moment they did not even dare to express their anger.
The people who had been secretly preparing to watch the excitement all took a breath of air.
The power of the three god kings and others does not have an advantage in today's city of gods. It can even be said to be the power of a weak faction. Nearly twenty years have passed. The glory created by the great god son back then has long been reflected in the gods. It has disappeared from everyone's memory. Even if some people still remember the deeds of the Great God Son, so what? Memory cannot be regarded as capital. Under the temptation of the position of God Emperor, only real power and influence are the symbols of the right to speak. In the eyes of many people, the Third God Son, the Fourth God Son, the Ninth God Son and others are living in memory. The poor people among them, the Great God Son himself did not know where he died, but these people still want to support an unknown boy who is said to be the descendant of the Great God Son to ascend to the position of God Emperor. This is simply a ridiculous joke.
Today, it was said that the Four Divine Sons and others were going to bring the unknown boy to the ancestral temple. Someone deliberately broke the news to the most frustrated Ding Xingjin, and countless people were waiting to see the joke.
However, who knew that Ding Xingjin would become a big joke.
And the various forces standing in the dark have become supporting actors in this big joke.
The nameless boy in their eyes was so powerful that it could make the entire God City tremble.
This kind of extremely strong personal strength, coupled with the power of the Third God Son, the Fourth God Son, and the Nine God Son, plus some people who also live in the glory and memory of the Great God Son... think about it. It's a bit scary. Who else in the capital of gods with such power can suppress it? Those powerful factions that were originally full of confidence, at this moment, on their faces waiting to see the joke, smiles that were uglier than crying appeared.
Before they could respond, something happened in the ancestral temple at this moment.
Streams of bloody rays of light rose into the sky, and the entire sacred mountain roared and trembled. An extremely powerful and extremely pure blood energy swept through and radiated the entire divine city like a hurricane. The invisible power surged, causing the need to The wind and clouds in the void are surging, the clouds are surging, the mountains and forests are roaring, the spiritual beasts are roaring, and the cranes are dancing. There are hundreds of millions of people in the entire God City, but anyone who has the blood of the Ding family flowing in their body, even if it is extremely weak, At this moment, everyone felt a kind of surrender and shock from the heart. They couldn't help but kneel on the ground facing the ancestral temple!
"That's... the ancestral temple was opened. The ancestral temple was actually opened by that unknown boy!"
"Is it true that he is a descendant of the great god's son? He actually has such pure blood of the Ding clan of gods? The ancestral temple is astonishingly strange, almost like when the old god emperor ascended the throne..."
I would like to apologize to my brothers. Yesterday I accompanied my wife to Xi'an Province for maternal and child examination. I got up at around four in the morning and came to the hospital to queue up for registration. I have not found a hotel to stay until now. I am working hard to finish the manuscript. If I don't have it before twelve o'clock tonight The second update will be the third update tomorrow.
Sorry