Seeing that Fairy Ying was fine, Xing Jue and the Demon Emperor went to Yicheng.
Although the distance between Yicheng and Yicheng is far away, with the Demon Emperor's methods, it feels as if it is very close, and it can be reached in just one breath.
At this moment, what appeared in front of Xing Jue was a magnificent square, made of blue gems, with flickering spells scattered everywhere. It was a grand formation.
But compared to the square at his feet, what caught Xing Jue's attention more was the people gathered in the square.
After soul induction, Xingjue discovered that there were more than a thousand Shura War Emperors here, and there were actually 6 Shura War Saints.
Among these six people were the Immortal Emperor and the old monster who had fought against the Immortal Emperor before.
The old monster's broken arm has grown back, and his energetic appearance seems not to have been affected at all, which is enough to show that this king of fairy grass is not simple.
In addition to the Demon Emperor and the old monster, there are also four Shura War Saints. This is the first time I have seen Xingjue. They are not members of the eight ancient tribes, but more like strange people from the holy realm.
After all, in the holy realm, the eight ancient tribes do not represent everything. There are still many strong people, but they are relatively low-key and unknown.
At this moment, there are three men and one woman, each occupying one side. There is not much difference between the three men. They are nothing more than old men, but they exude a fearsome majesty.
The old lady is quite eye-catching. Although the old lady is already full of wrinkles, she is wearing heavy makeup. If you want to use one word to describe her, monster is the most suitable.
Judging from the appearance, the old lady is definitely more terrifying than the King of Immortal Grass, but the aura is slightly weaker.
Generally speaking, among the six Shura War Saints, the Demon Emperor is better, and this is a good thing for Xing Jue.
After all, everyone here wants to win the King's Blade, and the ones who have the best chance to win the King's Blade are undoubtedly these six Shura War Saints.
If strength is the key to winning the King's Blade, then the Demon Emperor is obviously the most promising, which is naturally a good thing for Xing Jue.
Perhaps, the people present had also thought of this, so when the Demon Emperor and Xing Jue appeared, except for the other five Shura War Saints, everyone could not help but nod to the Demon Emperor in good faith.
Even the way they looked at Xing Jue was with a bit of respect. Of course, this respect was not because of Xing Jue's strength, but because of the relationship between Xing Jue and the Demon Emperor.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time."
Just as Xing Jue was observing the situation in front of him, a woman's voice suddenly came from the air.
Looking closely, there were nearly a hundred people, slowly descending from the sky in neat formation, and these were the people of the Wing Clan.
Each one is thousands of years old, but each one maintains a youthful appearance, and their cultivation is at the level of a high-level Shura War Emperor.
And the one at the head is even more dazzling, with a voluptuous figure, charming face, and a pair of almond eyes that can attract people's soul. The exposed fair skin and half breasts make people's hearts beat faster and make them excited.
However, this woman is obviously not only attractive in appearance, but also has real talents. She is also a Shura War Saint, and her aura can actually compete with the Demon Emperor.
"The Wing Clan is indeed worthy of its reputation."
When this group of people appeared, Xing Jue truly came into contact with the senior leaders of the Yi Clan, and these senior leaders of the Yi Clan did not disappoint Xing Jue. They indeed had extraordinary abilities.
"This woman's name is Yi Xun'er. She is now the patriarch of the Yi clan. She will preside over this annual blade drawing conference."
While Xing Jue was sizing up the woman, the Demon Emperor beside him secretly communicated the woman's identity.
"Chief of the Wing Clan?"
Hearing the words of the Demon Emperor, Xing Zhi was shocked, but there were not many surprises. Now that the heads of the eight ancient clans have been replaced, it is reasonable for the Yi clan to change, not to mention the person named Yi Xun'er. Women do have the qualifications to be the leader of a clan.
In fact, Xing Jue really wanted to ask the Demon Emperor about the "Yi Return Journey" of the former leader of the Yi Clan.
Although the relationship between the Soul Eater Clan and the Yi Clan was not close back then, there was not much contact between Hun Wuji and Yi Guilu.
But after the Soul Eaters were annihilated by the gods, Yi Guilu's actions were known to the world. He was the one who buried the dead members of the Soul Eaters.
Therefore, no matter what, Xing Jue is grateful to Na Yi Gui Tu from the bottom of his heart.
Now that he has arrived at the territory of the Yi Clan, he naturally wants to know if the Yi Guilu is still alive, but thinking of the current situation, he still does not speak.
After all, there are many people and there are many experts at the moment. With his strength, his voice transmission is likely to be heard by others, so it is better to be careful.
When Yi Xun'er appeared on the stage, it caused quite a stir, and almost everyone present couldn't help but get excited.
Because they all knew that Yi Xun'er held the key to the formation in her hands, and her appearance represented the beginning of the Blade Drawing Conference.
And Yi Xun'er, the leader of the Yi Clan, did not delay, and did not say too much nonsense after appearing. Instead, he directly took out a barrier key and came to the center of the square, preparing to open the formation.
"Boom, boom, boom"
With the insertion of the enchantment key, the entire square was enveloped by the roar, the spells began to flow, and the shapes began to change. Everyone couldn't help but rise into the air, and stared closely at the square below.
Because the center of the square has turned into a bottomless hole, and people can feel that an object is rising from the bottom of the dark hole.
Under the gaze of everyone, an altar finally rose and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
In the center of the altar, a stone-like object was inserted. The gray object was made of stone and shaped like a blade, but it had no breath.
"Could this be the King's Blade?"
At this moment, the crowd was in chaos. Everyone couldn't believe that this thing was the King's Blade that could command the kings, and it was a legendary holy weapon.
If it hadn't been inserted into the altar, no one would have believed that it was an artifact, just an ordinary but more ordinary stone.
Not to mention the earth-shattering pressure, there was simply no breath of life, and it was not even the worst spiritual weapon.
"Uh-huh."
But just as many people were talking about it, a figure suddenly appeared on the altar. Without saying a word, he reached out and grasped the gray stone.
And this person was none other than the old monster who fought against the Demon Emperor, the King of Immortal Grass.
"Oops, someone actually got in first..."
At this moment, people suddenly realized that although some people saw this King's Blade for the first time, many people had been here for hundreds or even thousands of years.
They participated in the Blade Drawing Conference every year, so they naturally knew whether it was a stone or a King's Blade.
The rules of the Blade Drawing Conference are that each person is only allowed to draw once, and only one person is allowed to draw at a time.
This is an opportunity, and although strength represents the intensity of seizing the opportunity, everyone wants to compete for the opportunity.
But now, it is obvious that the King of Immortal Grass has seized this opportunity.
"Buzz."
When the old monster held the King's Blade in his hand, the King's Blade, which was as ordinary as a stone, actually bloomed with a faint brilliance.
At this moment, everyone who saw Ling Wang Ren for the first time couldn't help but exclaimed. They were finally sure that this was the legendary Ling Wang Ren.
But at this moment, the people present were more nervous. They didn't want the King of Immortal Grass to pull out this King's Blade.
To be precise, I don't want anyone to be able to pull it out except myself.
"Uh-huh~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, the King of Immortal Grass looked up to the sky and roared. He held the other hand tightly on the King's Blade, and a majestic breath was released from his body without reservation.
It can be seen that he has exerted all his power without reservation.
But despite this, the King's Blade remained motionless, and even seemed to have magic power, actually absorbing the power of the King of Immortal Grass.
In this case, even though the King of Immortal Grass was the body of Shura War Saint, he soon became exhausted and finally fell on the altar.
Seeing such a scene, everyone couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, even the leader of the Wing Clan.
Because they knew that the King of Immortal Grass had failed, and that the Shura War Saint had failed.
"Oh no, can anyone really pull out this damn thing?"
The King of Immortal Grass got up with some difficulty, and before leaving, he uttered a curse word, which showed how angry he was at this moment.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish."
And just when the King of Immortal Grass left the altar, countless figures were already flying towards the altar, trying to compete for the next opportunity.
The one who occupied the altar this time was also a Shura War Saint, but her identity was surprising.
Because she was actually the organizer of this blade-drawing conference, the leader of the Yi clan, Yi Xun'er.