When Jun Yixiao and the others came over, there was a young immortal emperor standing in front of the Guandi Monument, fully agitating the immortal yuan in his body, a handsome face was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and the stele of the Guandi Monument only appeared a red line five zhang high.

There was a boo around, "Cut, it's not even nine zhang high, are you embarrassed?"

"Yes, at least you have to be able to rush to Jiuzhang and get the title of yellow-level lower grade!"

"Who knows? Maybe people have money and are here to contribute to the Big Dipper Immortal Palace!"

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The ridicule was one after another, and the young Immortal Emperor's face turned red. Finally, ashamed and angry, the young immortal emperor opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.

Soon, a disciple of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace took the young man away, and even the blood stains on the ground were cleaned up.

"Brother Jun!" Yimeng's eyes were eager to try, and the failure of the young man did not hit Yimeng, but aroused Yimeng's ambition!

"Don't be impatient!" Jun smiled and waved his hand, at this time Yimeng's heart was excited, although the momentum was high, it was very likely that he would not be able to exert his true strength. And limited to the mystery of the crown emperor monument, everyone only has one chance to crown the emperor in their lifetime, Jun Yi smiled and hoped that the dream would not be wasted in vain!

Another Immortal Emperor walked to the Crown Emperor Monument with a solemn face, and a disciple of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace stopped this Immortal Emperor and stretched out his hand to this Immortal Emperor.

This Immortal Emperor didn't have any unusual expression, and calmly took out a storage bag from his arms and put it in the hands of the disciples of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace. The disciple of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace, playing with the storage bag, quickly let go after his divine sense submerged in it.

"Drink!" The Immortal Emperor exhaled, and the Immortal Yuan in his body rioted, and then his hands were stretched out and pressed on the stele.

Suddenly, a thin pale golden line appeared on the surface of the tablet and slowly extended upwards. Inside the Crown Emperor Monument, there seemed to be a strong resistance, and in just a few breaths, the face of this Immortal Emperor became entangled.

"Holy Envoy!" Jiang Chu said beside Jun Yixiao, "The Crown Emperor Monument contains mysterious power, the stronger the power used by the cultivator, the greater the resistance power! Nine zhang to nineteen zhang are yellow-grade lower grades, and nineteen zhang to twenty-nine zhang are yellow-grade middle grades......" Jiang Chu explained in great detail.

After listening to Jiang Chu's explanation, Jun's eyes flashed with a smile, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in his heart, but today is mainly Yimeng, and everything has to wait for the success of Yimeng Guandi!

Over time, the thin golden thread broke through one, two, and three zhang...... Constantly approaching Jiuzhang. And just when he was about to rise to the height of nine zhang, the aura of this immortal emperor began to fluctuate, obviously a little lacking!

Everyone held their breath, it would be a pity if this Immortal Emperor gave up!

And as if sensing the minds of the onlookers, or this Immortal Emperor was originally a person with a strong mind, at the critical moment, this Immortal Emperor roared angrily, adjusted the residual strength in the collective, and made a desperate bet!

"Wow!" The thin golden line finally rushed to the ninth zhang, and steadily exceeded about a foot. In an instant, the Crown Emperor Monument shone brightly, and a storm of spiritual energy suddenly appeared above the head of this Immortal Emperor. Faintly, you can see that in the aura storm, several golden flowers are rising and falling.

"Fortune Golden Flower!" There was no shortage of knowledgeable cultivators present. However, Dongfang Shuning shook his head slightly, "The appearance of the Golden Flower of Qi Luck means that this cultivator has stopped here!"

Sure enough, after seeing the golden flower of luck, this immortal emperor's face was quite complicated, and he had the heart to fight again, but in the end he withdrew his hand.

The moment he withdrew his hand, the aura storm in the sky 'Hulala' poured into the body of this Immortal Emperor, and the few golden flowers of Qi Luck hidden in it directly submerged into the top door of this Immortal Emperor!

At the same time, the stele of the Guandi Monument suddenly fluctuated, highlighting a few big characters: Yellow-level lower grade, the title is up!

Although this Immortal Emperor only achieved the lowest level of the Yellow Rank Lower Grade title, it still aroused the enthusiasm of many people, and all of a sudden, there were five Immortal Emperors with profound aura who walked towards the Crown Emperor Monument at the same time!

"Meng'er!" At this moment, Jun smiled and signaled Yimeng with his eyes not to wait.

Yimeng nodded, and his body volleyed out like a big bird, blinking before everyone. Although everyone was dissatisfied, they could see that Yimeng was a big beauty, so in the spirit of pity and cherishing the jade, everyone didn't care too much, anyway, one person couldn't delay for too long!

"Stop!" The disciple of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace stretched out his hand to Yimeng as usual, his gaze was a little strange.

Yimeng hesitated for a while, not wanting to offer the so-called expenses, but in the spirit of thinking that more things are better than less, he finally took out a storage bag. However, when Yimeng sent the storage bag to the disciple of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace, that disciple was like lightning and stroked the back of Yimeng's smooth hand!

Yimeng's face turned red all of a sudden, not blushing, but annoyed!

"Bastard!" Yimeng was full of momentum, and the fire dagger appeared instantly.

"Angry?hehe, beauty, it's not good to look good when you're angry!And, tell you, I'm the personal disciple of Emperor Yuheng of the Beidou Immortal Palace!" The disciple of the Beidou Immortal Palace is full of confidence, relying on the Emperor Yuheng behind him, who is he afraid of?

"Really?" Before Yimeng could say anything, a figure had already jumped onto the stage!

"Brother Jun!" Yimeng's eyes were a little evasive.

"Wait!" Jun smiled and suppressed the anger in his heart, signaling Yimeng to step back. And seeing Jun Yixiao's face covered with thick frost, Yimeng was both uneasy and happy. Women, no matter how strong they are, they want to be protected by men!

"Boy, which green onion are you?dare to destroy the Guandi Monument Guandi, can't you find death?" As soon as he came up, the disciple of the Beidou Immortal Palace put a big hat on Jun Yixiao. Moreover, in the eyes of the disciples of the Beidou Immortal Palace, Jun Yi could not laugh at the realm of the Immortal King, and he could suppress it casually!

"Die!" Jun smiled and was too lazy to talk nonsense, and after coldly spitting out a word, the peerless sword suddenly appeared, with a dazzling five-color brilliance, and stabbed straight at the dantian of the disciple of the Beidou Immortal Palace.

"Bold!" The disciple of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace was stunned for a moment, and then became furious. But as soon as he spoke, the disciple of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace felt a pain in the sea of knowledge, and the whole person instantly lost his mind, and when he came back to his senses, this disciple felt that his dantian was cold, and a large patch of blood stained his clothes red!

"You ......" The disciple of the Beidou Immortal Palace pointed at Jun and smiled, his face in disbelief.

"Die!" Jun smiled and spit out the word 'death' again, and the peerless sword in his hand stirred violently, completely erasing the vitality of this disciple!

"Hiss!" The scene was filled with gasping voices, from Jun Yixiao's shot to obliterating the disciples of the Beidou Immortal Palace, it was just a few words! What was even more shocking was that Jun Yixiao was only an immortal king, and the disciple who was killed had the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor's five grades!

After the shock, most of the people in the audience looked at Jun with a worried smile, daring to kill the disciples of the Beidou Immortal Palace, they would definitely die!

Sure enough, a large group of disciples from the Beidou Immortal Palace rushed up, and quickly surrounded Jun with a smile, "Take it and hand it over to Emperor Yuheng!"

"Who dares?" Jiang Chu and the other five emperors no longer concealed their cultivation, and instantly flew to the stage and blocked Jun Yixiao's body.

"Emperor Jiang Family!" The disciples of the Beidou Immortal Palace led by him frowned, and a jade talisman was held in the palm of his hand. However, before this disciple could grasp the broken jade talisman, several powerful auras suddenly appeared.

Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Shaoguang! It is the four emperors of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace that Jun Yixiao and the others encountered not long ago!

"Stand down!" Emperor Tianquan's face sank like water, and the other three people were also pale.

"Lord Tianquan, this kid, this kid killed Yuheng......."

"Bastard, Benjun told you to step down!" Tianquan's resentment could not be vented, and with a flick of his hand, an irresistible force threw out the disciples of the Beidou Immortal Palace who opened their mouths.

When the rest of the disciples saw this scene with their own eyes, they were silent one by one, and they all lowered their heads as quickly as they could, and left in a panic.

"The four emperors are well! we meet again!" Jun smiled and arched his hand, his face calm.

"Hmph, if you want to crown the emperor, hurry up, don't make trouble!" Tianquan's tone was very unfriendly.

"That's nature!" Jun smiled and beckoned to Yimeng, "Meng'er, you come!"

In the strange eyes of everyone, Yimeng stepped forward again. Several emperors, including Jun Yixiao, retreated some distance from each other, but they were wary of each other.

Yimeng felt a lot of pressure, and couldn't help but glance at Jun Yixiao, who nodded at Yimeng, his eyes full of encouragement.

After brewing for a while, Yimeng stretched out his hands and pressed the Crown Emperor Monument. In an instant, the gold, blue, blue, red, and yellow on the Guandi Monument kept changing, and finally fixed on the dazzling red.

"The Emperor's Spirit Body. "All the people present are masters, and they all recognize Yimeng's physique, and for generations, the Emperor Monarch's spirit body is at least the pinnacle of the lower grade of the yellow level, or the middle grade of the yellow level!

Unlike the previous Immortal Emperors, the red line inspired by Yimeng was very fast, jumping to one, two, and three zhang in the blink of an eye....., and when it approached the height of the ninth zhang, the red line was only slightly stunned, and it rushed over!

After rushing past the ninth zhang, the speed of the red light slowed down a little, but it still climbed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yimeng's face was solemn, and he was running the immortal yuan in his body with all his might.

Time gradually passed, no one present spoke, the red line at this time has reached the eighteenth zhang, as long as it breaks through one more zhang, Yimeng can at least obtain the title of yellow-level middle grade!

The red line slowly went up, and fine sweat appeared on Yimeng's face. Suddenly, Yimeng raised his eyebrows, and the speed of the red line accelerated again, and in a blink of an eye, it rose to the nineteenth zhang!

Yellow grade medium grade!

Most of the cultivators breathed a sigh of relief slightly, while several emperors of the Big Dipper Immortal Palace had indifferent expressions. At the same time, the corners of Jun Yixiao's mouth hooked, and Jun Yixiao, who is familiar with Yimeng's temperament, is very clear, wonderful, just started!