When the little charm emperor was impacting the last moment of becoming the charm emperor, the charm qi in his body was extremely full, and he was definitely the best furnace for cultivators. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Today is the time of the Baihao Competition, there are a few Confucian treasures as bait, I'm afraid that many big and powerful people will come!" Yu Yichen got up and attracted so many strong people in the realm of big heroes, once something happens, it will be a big deal!

"Don't come out of the Holy Demon Tower today!" said to Anu, and Yu Yichen went directly to the specified location.

In the Hajj Hall in the East Reverse City, at this time there have been many powerful and powerful people coming, and the majestic talent and soul are testing and entangled with each other, and many people with grudges have secretly begun to compete.

Yu Yichen hid in the corner of the Hajj Hall, closed his eyes and recuperated! This place is the passage from the East Reverse City to the Reverse Imperial City, and everything looks very luxurious and elegant.

He secretly counted that there were almost two hundred powerful people in the human race, but the aura on many of them was very unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, which may have been quickly cultivated by Zeng Leiming and Cheng Lightning using some secret method.

And there are nearly 100 heroes of the rebel clan, but the breath is deep and the realm is stable, if there are many people on the side of the human race, they may not be opponents.

"It's time!" At this time, a very majestic voice sounded, with a sense of intolerance!

"Rebel Confucian!" Yu Yichen immediately felt the power of this voice, but he didn't chase after it.

Boom! The middle door of the Hajj hall was wide open, and the light was dazzling! A white jade corridor appeared in front of everyone!

"Pass through this place and enter the Reverse Imperial City arena! Everyone must sit in their own name, if anyone does not respect and kill, there will be no forgiveness!" The voice of the Rebel Confucian, with a terrifying coercion, swept over the Hajj Hall.

With such a character, the big and powerful naturally did not dare to disobey, and honestly lined up into the white jade corridor.

Yu Yichen carefully observed and found that the tycoons of the human race all had some blank feelings, while the tycoons of the anti-clan all looked calm and solemn, obviously prepared for a long time.

The length of the white jade corridor is 999 steps, which is the most numerous. It can be said that it is extremely rare for such a large number of powerful people to be listed in the same place.

A strange atmosphere permeated the place, heavy and solemn in the white jade corridor, but Yu Yichen still smelled a pungent blood, which rushed straight to his head.

"No, this is definitely very wrong!" Yu Yichen's mind suddenly appeared in the blood pool that was once filled with Xuanwu blood, and he couldn't help but shudder!

"Could it be that the people of the rebel clan plan to refine all the blood of these powerful people and forge a pool of blood?"

"If that's the case, then there must be a very terrifying rebel powerhouse who wants to take the opportunity to break through the realm! The essence blood of the three hundred great powerhouses can even push the peak of the Great Confucian to the realm of a half-saint!"

And the reason why the saints banned the wasteland was because the rebel clan in the nine cities in the southwest was strong at that time, and there was a tendency to sweep away! They were afraid that this rebel powerhouse would take the opportunity to plunder the flesh and blood and be promoted to a half-saint!

If this is the case, all the confusion will be solved! This so-called Baihao Race is a huge conspiracy, which will turn the powerful into dirt and fertilizer to nourish the rebel powerhouses.

"It seems that I can only adapt to the situation!" Yu Yichen thought to himself in his heart! If his conjecture is correct, then the rebel powerhouse is probably also the peak realm of Confucianism, otherwise it will make all the saints jealous.

Such characters want to be promoted, and they are all perfectly arranged, and it is almost impossible to stop them by themselves!

However, since Zeng Leiming and Cheng Dianshan are involved in this matter, I am afraid that they also have the idea of getting a piece of the pie, and maybe they can still sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

In the anti-imperial city, a huge arena stands in the center, the platform is three feet high, and the momentum is magnificent.

All the big and powerful people sat in their places, and at this time, a rebel Wen Ru suddenly appeared in the ring.

"Welcome to the Reverse Imperial City, I believe that today is a day worth remembering for each and every one of you!" A strange smile appeared on Qin Mu's face, and a sense of foreboding began to appear in Yu Yichen's heart.

A few blood-colored grasses suddenly crept out of the ground and poked towards the soles of Yu Yichen's feet!

"Huh?" Yu Yichen looked down, and immediately remained silent, his soul enveloped these blood-colored grasses, and by the way, Anu created an illusion, making these blood-colored grasses mistakenly believe that they had pierced into his body.

"Ah, what is this!" At this time, several martial powerhouses suddenly roared, wanting to rise in the sky, but they were stabbed into their bodies by countless huge blood-colored grasses.

"I advise you not to struggle and resist, then you will die more comfortably!" Qin Mu smiled at this time, and the bodies of several martial arts powerhouses were instantly drained of blood and fell to the ground!

"What kind of monster is this!"

"Damn, what do you mean by rebels? Aren't you afraid that my Great Zhou Dynasty soldiers will come to the city?"

The Terran powerhouses shouted angrily, but they didn't dare to move.

"Emperor Zhou, your people are calling you!" Qin Mu laughed, and at this time, the figure of the Taishang flashed, and a man wearing a yellow robe of Nine Dragons and an imperial crown appeared.

"Your Majesty, save us!"

"Your Majesty, the rebels harbor evil intentions, and please lead us to destroy them!" the scribes and warriors all roared angrily, and their hearts were full of hope.

"A bunch of fools!" Yu Yichen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, at this time, didn't they know that Emperor Zhou Zeng Leiming was also one of the masterminds?

"The rebel clan is our friend, how can it be unfavorable to us!" It's just that in order to better protect the dynasty today, this emperor needs to improve his realm, so I'm bothering you to sacrifice it!" Zeng Lei Ming smiled weirdly, and a black gas suddenly appeared on his face.

"He actually cultivated into a rebel clan too!" Yu Yichen felt a pang in his heart, but he also gave birth to countless mysteries, could it be that Cheng Dianshan never found out?

"Damn, you can't die well!"

"You keep saying that you are our emperor, but in private you have also colluded with the rebels and degenerated!" the scribes and warriors simply couldn't accept this reality, and scolded one after another.

"Let's start!" Zeng Lei Ming said lightly, and at this time, only a loud boom was heard, and the ground began to sink, and the ring suddenly became an altar.

The surroundings sank rapidly, and those blood-colored grasses had some strange attributes in them, and there was actually no one who could resist them.