In the world of great contention, everyone is like a dragon.

With the major princes, set off at the same time and headed for the palace. The entire territory of the Yanwu Dynasty, including those star fields in the open sea, could feel the rotation of the wheel of fate, and the dragon fortune of the dynasty was agitated, as if there was some kind of power that would wake up from its slumber.

The palace of the Yanwu Dynasty, the place where thousands of dragons gather, the mighty dragons. As if in substance, it turned into a lofty mountain and hovered over the palace.

In the midst of the lofty mountains, there was a holy sword, a holy sword that symbolized the position of power and the throne of the Yan Emperor.

There is a prince who has a prosperous dragon, and he can even see the sword that this ordinary emperor can't see with the naked eye.

There was a scorching light in his eyes, as long as he could finally hold this sword, he would become the crown prince of the dynasty and ascend to the throne of the Yan Emperor.

In the palace, the dragon qi is the strongest.

Surrounded by the splendid palace, there is a vast and vast martial arts arena.

In the firmament, the treasure hall in the clouds.

One hundred and eight princes, family masters, sect masters, and many powerful people gathered here, ready to watch the final battle for places.

By noon, the day was empty.

Princes from all walks of life, from the corridors in the palace extending in all directions, entered the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena is extended, and there are kings and pavilions everywhere.

According to the corresponding identity of their own family on the pavilion, the princes entered in an orderly manner and ascended to the high platform.

Wangtai, boxy, nearly 100 meters high. On the railing of the square, the flag is unfurled, and the hunting sounds.

The prince sat upright in it, and the doorman did it on both sides, or stood directly and looked around.

Wang Yan, the ninth prince of the Ninth Emperor, and Xiao Chen and others, ascended to the throne.

At this moment, the wind and clouds are gathering, strange people from all walks of life, demons and leaders, and heroes appear. Although there were many people in the entire martial arts arena, it was silent and no one was noisy.

In the air, there were lines of sight that met, colliding with fierce sparks.

Those who can come here are all dragons among people, who have gone through layers of screening, and then eliminated again, and finally can really stand here.

In the entire martial arts era, almost all the emperors under the age of five hundred of the two realms of righteousness and demons gathered here.

Among them, there are many people who know each other, or have old grudges, or new hatreds.

Let this already anticipated trip to the ancient mausoleum of the Yan Emperor make people even more excited, what kind of drama will it become.

In addition, most of the emperors present knew it.

In this year's Yanhuang Ancient Mausoleum, in addition to the battle of the prince, there is also a bigger chess.

Ethereal Asgard!

How many visitors here came for the Ethereal Immortal Palace, it is unknown. It can be estimated that there are not eighty percent but seventy percent, even if it is not for this, I have heard the prophecy of the birth of Asgard.

It's just that everyone kept silent about this matter and tacitly understood it.

Xiao Chen's eyes were also looking at the four directions, to see if he could find acquaintances, and what the strength of the other princes was.

The first of them is naturally Wang Fei.

The eldest prince Wang Fei, even if Xiao Chen wanted to ignore it, he couldn't ignore it.

Outside the martial arts arena, on many royal stages, he is the most powerful. There were more than 20 people in total, and there were 18 places in his election. If the battle for this place is won in all three battles, the number of doormen will reach a terrifying twenty-one.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying his momentum would be now if his wedding wasn't ruined by Xiao Chen.

With a casual glance, Xiao Chen found his old acquaintance Mingxuan!

He stood behind the eldest prince, with handsome facial features and a temperament like a lotus, living a peerless beautiful man, but he was a monk.

"That's ......"

Xiao Chen sighed lightly, and when he saw the woman not far away beside him, a different color flashed in his eyes.

It's Yang Qing!

Yang Qing, who used to have a relationship in the Tomb Sea Group, is not right......

It's not Yang Qing, Yang Qing is dead, this woman is the Holy Maiden of Qinglian. The Yang Qing she knows is just her body, and her body is another person entirely, not to be confused.

Just when he was in doubt, Yang Qing seemed to sense Xiao Chen's gaze and smiled at him, which was quite meaningful.

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and did not look at him.

While retracting his gaze, he didn't notice that he was on the royal platform where the eldest prince was. There was also a person, shrouded in a black robe, with blood emitting light all over his body, and thunder flashed in the blood light. A pair of eyes, staring at him like a poisonous snake.

There is no doubt that the royal platform where the great prince is located at this moment is the most high-profile position.

However, he was very low-key, sitting on a throne in the middle of a high platform, closing his eyes and resting his mind. It seems that after a setback at the wedding, he was ambitious and introverted, and the city government became deeper.

In addition to him, the most eye-catching are naturally the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince.

Both of them have sixteen places in the main selection, second only to Wang Fei, and the lineup of doormen is also extremely strong.

On one side is the representative of the sect forces of the entire Yanwu Dynasty, the high platform of the eighth prince Wang Fei, all of them are hundreds of years old sect demons, and there is no one who is lower than the three-vein emperor in cultivation, all of them are Dacheng emperors.

Among them, Dao Xuan is the most eye-catching, he has a pair of black eyes, flowing away from a faint ice light. It looks as pure as a star gem, which makes people secretly frightened, but they don't know that he is already condensing the small world of ice.

He gathers the leaders of the entire sect, and the strong lineup of disciples is secretly astonishing.

The threshold of this guest campaign is too favorable for the Eighth Prince, and he can recruit many strong people without any effort.

What's even more surprising is that Wen Renyu, the Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land of the Shenwu Empire, as well as the leaders Mu Yunzhu and Gu Yuhan, are also among them. It is amazing that the Eighth Prince is so deeply hidden, and only now has it been revealed that he still has the support of the Xuantian Holy Land behind him.

The lineup of the thirteen princes' doormen is also surprising, without exception, all of them are demons with desolate blood!

At that station, the momentum in the blood of the desolate wilderness gathered together, and it made people feel oppressed.

That is the natural advantage brought by the bloodline, not to mention these people, they are all the Seven or Eight Empires under the Martial God Palace. Emperors under the age of 500, fighting layer by layer, the absolute elite who won in the end.

Xiao Chen only glanced at it, and he noticed many acquaintances, Bai Yunfei, Xiahou Zun, and the Dragon God Prince Qin Ming.

There are also some princes that Xiao Chen didn't notice, and their strength is also terrifying.

Behind Wang Yun, the fourth prince, there is a person wearing a thick cloak and a hood on his head. Burying his whole head tightly, it is the Lingyin Temple Yuanzhen who hides his identity, he lowered his head and didn't look at anyone, I don't know what he was thinking.

What's even more terrifying is the sixth prince Wang Ming, who stands on his high platform are all masters of the Hades Temple, Jiaoren Yan Cangming, Qiao Lao Ghost of the Battle of the Styx, Zhenyuan, the rebel son of Buddhism, and the masters of the Shura clan and the Rakshasa clan.

After disguising their identities, they all stood behind Wang Ming in a low-key manner, showing no signs or water. In this place where the heroes gather, it is difficult for outsiders to see the doorway, and they don't know what kind of hole cards he Wang Ming is hiding.

There are too many heroes, which makes people dizzy, and they can't finish watching at all.

Even Xiao Chen didn't dare to guarantee whether he looked away or not, he vaguely felt that the eight super forces had secretly sent people here.

These include a low-key alliance of pirates, and a deep underworld temple.

He also saw the god of death Lin Feng, and the other party nodded slightly at him, without saying anything else. It seems that Tianmeng is planning to bet with both hands, and let Mu Zifeng choose Xiao Chen with one hand to support the Nine Emperor Princes. With the other hand, let Sui Ren Halberd assign Lin Feng, and support the Seven Princes with a master, to see who can really win.

It's a pity that I was a little disappointed and didn't see Chu Chaoyun.

The people of the Mixed Yuan Palace have noticed, but there is no Chu Chaoyun among them, maybe he is hidden among other princes. Maybe he has given up the secret key of the Asgard Palace in his hand, and he has stayed out of it.

The heroes gathered, and the fish and dragons were mixed.

Above the clouds, many bigwigs, obviously the game didn't expect it. This year's battle for the crown prince has attracted so many leaders, including some demonic martial artists.

Suddenly, the mighty emperor broke through the sky and shocked the audience.

But it was the Yan Emperor who appeared on the stage, standing in the air, king in all directions, and when his eyes were swept away, people were afraid and did not dare to look at him.

In the palace of the Yanwu Dynasty, he was almost invincible with the Holy Sword of the Yanhuang Dynasty.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he knew that there were many princes and mixed doormen below.

"The ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan is reopened, thank you to all the heroes and heroes who came from afar to help my emperor. Especially friends of the Demon Temple, the Hades Temple, and the Pirate Alliance...... You're so daring!"

Wow!

As soon as Emperor Yan said this, it was like thunder on the ground, causing an uproar on the scene.

Many demonic cultivators, the martial artists of the Hades Temple, and the leaders of the Blood Martial Dynasty all flashed a different color in their eyes.

They feel that they have been cleverly hidden enough, and they all carry amazing treasures. Covering up his own demonic qi and blending into the prince's disciples, it is no different from ordinary casual cultivation.

But I didn't expect that in front of Yan Huang, it was like child's play.

Just when everyone was in shock, Emperor Yan's solemn expression quietly dissipated, and he laughed softly: "Don't worry, this emperor will not embarrass you." The Ethereal Immortal Palace may be born in the ancient mausoleum of the Yan Emperor, if I don't let you in, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome. ”

"It's just that when I come back, in my Yanhuang Ancient Mausoleum, I have to abide by the rules of my Yanwu Dynasty. If anyone dares to start another incident, I can guarantee that even if the god of the underworld appears in this palace and the demon lord comes, it will not be able to save your lives!"