Rumble!

Following the Great Prince's successful activation of an altar, the core area of the Ancient Tomb of the Yan Emperor once again burst out with a holy light that reached the sky.

The holy light on the altar is dazzling, and the shadow of the dragon is swirling.

The entire ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan, no matter where you are, you can see it clearly.

In the core area, there are only eight altars, and there are only six left.

The prince, who was still on the road, became even more anxious, and his speed had to speed up a lot again.

Three hours later, the Nine Emperor Princes and their entourage finally arrived at the core area.

At this time, the core area of the Yanhuang Ancient Mausoleum was already very chaotic.

Seven altars had been activated, and countless fierce beasts were densely packed, rushing from all directions.

There were also some princes and their disciples who mingled in it, attacking those who had already occupied the altar.

Xiao Chen swept his eyes and found that in the field, in addition to the eldest prince and the eighth prince, there was also the altar occupied by the thirteen princes.

Except for the fact that no other prince made trouble, other princes had it.

is also expected, after all, these three princes are the strongest, and no one will gnaw on this hard bone when they have a choice.

"King's Avenue?"

When he noticed the avenue refined by the eldest prince Wang Fei, Xiao Chen was slightly stunned in his heart, and he seemed a little surprised.

The royal road, this is not an avenue that ordinary people dare to build.

If you don't have enough life and luck, you can't carry the banner of the royal road, but you will be burdened by it.

However, once it is completed, it should not be underestimated.

This person is really ambitious, and the killing intent in his eyes flashes away.

Ignoring it for the time being, Xiao Chen's eyes swept over the other altars, thoughtful in his heart.

"Shall we take the altars of the other princes, or will we fight for the last altar left?"

Qin Zhuolin retracted his gaze and asked the Nine Emperor Princes and the others.

The last remaining inactive altar gathered seven princes, and the competition was fierce.

Capture other active altars and face the pressure of the beast.

There are only these two options in front of you, there are pros and cons, and the specific decision still has to listen to everyone's opinions.

Wang Yan's eyes fell on Tiance Scholar and Xiao Chen, waiting for these two to speak.

Needless to say, Xiao Chen's strength has been firmly seated in the core disciple position of the Nine Emperor Princes. Tiance scholars, counting all the people's lives, can watch people and make decisions, and accurately grasp the strength of the current fortune of the major princes.

Choosing the weak and avoiding the strong is what he is best at.

The eyes of the Tiance scholar bloomed, and an elusive aura erupted, and the aftermath of the Heavenly Dao was scattered on his body, which was mysterious and unpredictable.

"The few princes who currently occupy the throne, except for the second prince, the other princes are prosperous and have not declined. But the throne of these two princes has been targeted by the third prince, the fourth prince, the seventeenth prince and the eighteenth prince at the same time, and we are likely to face the joint counterattack of the five princes if we go to capture it. ”

Tiance Scholar muttered: "Xiao Chen, I tend to snatch the remaining altar with other princes, what do you think?"

Xiao Chen nodded: "I have no opinion." ”

After listening to another round of suggestions from other doormen, Wang Yan already had an idea in his heart, and said calmly: "Just follow what Changji said." ”

Whoosh!

Just as everyone was about to act, a group of people appeared from the flanks, but it was the Seventh Prince Wang Yun and his disciples who rushed over.

The seventh prince, Wang Yun, ranks high in the strength of many princes, and his background is better than that of the ninth prince Wang Yan.

Among his subordinates, all of them are Emperor Dacheng.

"Ninth brother, it's such a coincidence, are you interested in joining forces with me to capture the altar of the sixth brother together. Wang Yun smiled slightly and sent an invitation to the Nine Emperor Princes.

In his opinion, Wang Yan, the ninth prince of the Ninth Emperor, does not have the strength to compete for the crown prince at all, and he will definitely be eliminated in this round.

Send him an invitation yourself, give him a chance, and get this round of opportunities, there should be no reason to refuse.

"I'm sorry Brother Seven, I have no plans to cooperate with anyone for the time being. ”

Wang Yan decisively refused, without saying a word, and led his group to quickly kill the two altars that had not yet been occupied.

The group left in a hurry, leaving Wang Yun with a stunned face.

After half a ring, Wang Yuncai woke up and said: "Damn, this old nine really doesn't give face, it's a little difficult to do." ”

Wang Yun's eyes rolled, and he muttered in his heart, the sixth brother was deeply hidden. No one joined forces, so it was difficult to take his altar, and the others who occupied the altar were not fuel-efficient Deng.

A withered old man next to him laughed softly: "Seventh Prince, since this is the case, we will not forcibly touch these princes who have already occupied the altar. We are resting here, waiting for the Nine Emperors and other princes to fight chaotically, and then we are reaping the benefits of the fishermen. ”

Wang Yun said softly: "Hmph, it's okay." You have to be strong, I'll see what strength you have. Let's go, don't follow them first, deliberately divert them. ”

The last altar that no one activated.

Hundreds of lava beasts were entrenched in all directions, and their bodies made of lava were like mountains, bubbling with hot flames.

The seven emperors were divided into two sides and were fighting, and none of them wanted to give up this last altar.

But for a while, it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

There were too many princes gathered, but it deterred the latecomers, and they didn't dare to choose this altar easily.

Because occupying this altar will definitely be counterattacked by the joint efforts of the seven princes, it will be a headache to think about it when the time comes.

The two parties are the leaders, one is the second prince and the other is the fifteenth prince.

With the help of other princes, the victory is inseparable, and with the presence of lava beasts, the situation is even more chaotic.

Just as the two sides were fighting, a blood-colored battle flag fell from the sky.

Rumble!

The red-blooded Wang Wei that erupted in the battle banner swept in all directions, forcibly separating this group of princes and disciples who were fighting in a melee.

Xiao Suo slowly fell, held the red blood battle flag, and looked at the four directions with cold eyes.

"Ninth brother?"

"Brother Jiu!"

The second prince and the fifteenth prince led by him were slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Wang Yan, who had always been low-key. How could it be so abnormal, instead of uniting with other princes and capturing those activated altars, he had to challenge them.

But the situation didn't allow them to think too much, and Xiao Suo forcibly separated this group of princes with a red blood battle flag.

There is a golden crow phantom condensed by the true fire of the sun, falling from the sky and swooping over.

Rumble!

The many lava beasts surrounding the altar were suddenly swept away by the golden crow phantom, and they forcibly opened a bloody path.

Wang Yan followed, following this gap, taking off into the air and flying towards the altar.

"Damn, stop him, stop him!"

Suddenly, many of the disciples of the seven princes erupted with earth-shattering killing intent, and rushed towards Wang Yan one after another.

If you want to stop him, go up to the altar.

"Old wind, it's up to you. ”

Hao Kai smiled slightly and said to the old man Feng beside him.

"Roger. ”

Feng Lao's expression was solemn, and his hands quickly sealed, and he made a killing move into the body of the Nine Emperor Princes in advance. Activated by it from a distance, a shocking wind erupted from the Nine Emperors' bodies in an instant.

The doormen who wanted to kill him blocked them one after another.

After stopping this first wave of the strongest offensive, Wumeng, Qin Zhuolin, and Tiance Scholar shot at the same time and fell behind Wang Yan.

Whoosh!

Hao Kai and Feng Lao came to Wang Yan's left and right flanks to block others for him.

On the ground, Xiao Suo has a bloody battle flag, dragging the remaining doormen.

For a while, Wang Yan was unimpeded, walking step by step towards the altar that was burning with raging flames.

"If you want to go to the altar, it's not that easy!"

The second prince was furious, and the Yanhuang Sword in his hand wanted to snatch it out.

But the moment he held the hilt of the sword, a cold and bone-piercing killing intent invaded, and he forcibly moved his gaze off Wang Yan.

At some point, a warrior wearing silver armor, embellished with dragon patterns, carrying a long sword, and flowing long hair.

appeared in front of him, with two cold corpses lying at his feet.

The corpse obviously wanted to stop him before he died, but he didn't expect to lose his life.

The second prince suddenly felt a chill in his back, he didn't know how these two people died, and he didn't notice it at all.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and the person next to him who was in charge of his safety was just about to make a move.

"Stop!"

The second prince stopped talking, he felt that even if these two people made a move, they would stop this dragon armor swordsman.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword behind his back, and his left hand condensed the Seven Killing Seals of the Buddha Sect, expanding his killing intent by seven times.

What's even more terrifying is that this explosive killing intent is like flowing water in all directions.

But not a single trace of it was contaminated on him.

Just like the lotus flower does not touch the water, it is also like the sun and the moon do not live in the sky!

The seven killing seals of Buddhism, virtual and real, real and virtual, bring huge psychological pressure to people.

In the eyes of the second prince, the surroundings of this dragon armor swordsman seemed to be an infernal hell, dark and terrifying. But he himself is like a hibiscus with clear water, and the lead is washed without a trace of dust.

It's weird, it's weird.

As Xiao Chen walked step by step, the pressure of the second prince was like a mountain, and the sweat on his forehead continued to drip down.

The Yanhuang Sword in his hand couldn't be pulled out.

"Abstain, or die, the choice is yours. ”

The dragon armor swordsman stopped, the knife came out half an inch, with a sonorous sound, the dazzling sword light, like a brilliant sun, the second prince who stabbed did not dare to open his eyes at all.