The road of the king is full of thorns, in the face of that monstrous power, no matter how noble life is, it is always an ant, in order to become the king of the true king, the illusory king will give everything he has to make up for the lack of truth.

However, those who have the resources of a king are like a carp crossing the river, and you are not the most special one. The last man on this road is the real king!

This is the truth of the road of kings, which is forbidden by the atmospheric transporters, the great perseverance and the peerless powerhouses.

Lei Chuan has no interest in all this, what he pursues is only to be interested in the Fengwang Sacrifice itself, but also to help important people become kings.

After passing the second level and entering the second half of the King's Road, there are only six people left, and the last portal that appeared on their respective King's Road has also been revealed.

Lei Chuan still stepped in without hesitation. The world behind the door has changed dramatically.

The magnificent palace is built with pearls and jade, carved gold, glazed tiles, and pearls as curtains, and everything is luxurious to the extreme.

In this situation, a thought inexplicably appeared in Lei Chuan's mind:

As the king, he will take this palace as his own palace!

At this moment, a white shadow flashed out, and when Lei Chuan saw it, his eyes were jealous, but the corners of his mouth showed a hint of playfulness:

"The true legend of the martial god, the thousand-year-old pupil."

This person is one of the three people who are feared by Lei Chuan.

However, at this time, Lei Chuan was not thinking about how to defeat this person, but thinking of the other two, if they were opponents of each other, then there was still a glimmer of hope on Xiao Yuan's side, and all this could only depend on his own luck.

The thousand-year-old pupil is like a noble son at this moment, smiling and smoking, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Your Excellency Zhenwu Hou's name, I still hear about it, I have the honor to meet today, please don't hesitate to give advice!"

After that, this martial god heir held a martial salute to Lei Chuan.

Although he has a prominent background and is also the pride of heaven that has been rare for thousands of years for the human race, this person's cultivation is even more embarrassing to countless people, not because he is not arrogant, but arrogant and introverted, and looks at all things with a more detached and peaceful attitude.

Looking at each other's eyes, Lei Chuan did not see his own reflection, but mountains, water, flowers, birds, insects, fish, and all beings in the world. From the beginning to the end, what the millennium pupil sees is the world.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and this pair of eyes happens to be the manifestation of the will of heaven!

Lei Chuan also returned the gift:

"I'm also eager to fight with the millennium son, please!"

"In that case, let's get started."

In a simple sentence, the momentum of the thousand-year-old pupil has changed greatly, the gentleness and elegance no longer exist, and the eyes suddenly become extremely deep, and the light bursts out with extreme brilliance under the little light.

This light is extremely sharp, it seems to be able to penetrate everything, and the extremely strong martial will can even be fed back to the material world, Lei Chuan even saw a statue of a god standing up to the sky and the earth from behind the other party, coarse linen, but it is difficult to hide its peerless.

This is a martial arts god!

Lei Chuan was not to be outdone, the sevenfold thunder domain was added, sixteen dark gold wings were spread, and the power of the root of the terrifying chaos was destroyed across the border, and faintly, the gorgeous palace even trembled slightly because of this.

The tension between the swords and the strong collision of the two unrelenting coercies finally shattered the hall.

All luxury returns to nothingness. In the midst of the chaos, the fog dispersed, and a throne that exuded a supreme aura appeared, and the ten-colored treasure light dispelled the chaos and descended here.

The king symbolizes this, the throne of the king who controls the supreme position, this is the symbol of power, the right to control life and death, the end of this king's road, and only this is the truth, the previous rich palace is just illusory luxury.

……

The King's Path in the center is the throne, and at the end of the road on the left is a scepter, the authority of the king's power, a symbol of strength.

In front of the king, two terrifying momentum confronted each other fiercely.

The son of the golden crow no longer conceals his bright self, the darkness is dispelled, and the loud voice of the golden crow echoes between heaven and earth.

The three rounds of the sun are rising from behind, which is the vision of Sanyang Kaitai. In the sun wheel, the shape of two wings and three legs can be faintly seen, which is the golden crow, the sun god bird born with the will of the sun to illuminate all worlds.

Under the dispelling of the mighty golden light, the dragon fighter dressed in a black robe looked extremely weak, like duckweed floating in the wind, and like a flat boat in the lonely sea of the ocean.

Slowly raising his head, a pair of golden pupils emerged from under the burqa. Although the light is not as bright as the sun, it contains a supreme power that is more majestic and magnificent than the sun.

"Take it, Fushikaichi!"

The murmur of the son of the golden crow resounded through the heavens and the earth, like the whispers of an ancient god, waving supreme authority, and the three wheels of the sun fell when they ascended, staging the scene of the sun destroying and the land sinking.

As the wind howled, a pair of arms wrapped in dark gold gauntlets stretched out from under the black robes that were hunting.

……

The last road of the king, manifested at the end of the crown, the crown of the king, has a vision of dragons and phoenixes surrounding, and the purple qi sets off its extraordinary.

The crown of the king, the status of the king, is a symbol of status, and only when this crown is crowned, the new king will be recognized by the fortune of the clan.

Beneath the crown, two figures flickered, each impact bursting with terrifying energy, one wrapped in crimson flames, the other carrying a dead aura.

"Give up, the Northern Underworld clan cultivates death, life will end, and there will be an end to it!"

With a loud shout, Sen Bai's dead qi erupted again, evolving into hundreds of huge bone claws that slammed out and grabbed the red lotus.

Xiao Yuan spread out the red lotus energy, a wisp of pure white fire danced in his fingertips, and the edges separated from the delicate lotus petals, releasing this pure white flame when the dead qi roared, and the power of destroying the world suddenly came.

"Karmic fire ultimate, Pure World Lotus Blossom!"

The battle between Shenyan and Xiaoyuan is still ongoing, on one side is the Northern Underworld clan from the ancient branch, and on the other side is the most outstanding protégé of the Son of Heaven in the history of Taixue, who wins and who loses, it is still unknown.

……

Lei Chuan finally met his opponent.

The pressure on the millennium pupil was far from being comparable to the previous dragon fighters, and it was estimated based on the results of the system that his hope of victory should be opened on June Fourth, but the possibility of variables could not be ruled out.

"Advised."

The faint opening remarks, only in an instant, the thousand-year-old pupil had already moved in front of Lei Chuan.

Lei Chuan couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

I can't see any afterimage, I can't see half a ripple in the void, I can't even feel the fluctuations, it's as simple as just taking a step forward, to reach such a point, undoubtedly, it's the power of space!

"Teleport!"

The perfect integration of oneself and space seems to have become a part of the space, and the end of the world is within one step.

The thousand-year-old pupils did not squint, and they slapped out with one palm, and they looked like they had no power, but Lei Chuan's expression was as if he had seen a flood beast.

At that moment, he saw a faint shadow of the void swept from the thousand-year-old pupil, presumably this was the legendary space elf.

"Yes, there is indeed capital that I am afraid of."

From the beginning to the present, no matter what happens, Lei Chuan has always been calm, even if the opponent's palm wind is about to hit his chest.