"The royal dragon spirit, domineering and unparalleled, unparalleled attack power! ”

"That's nature! This is the most powerful and terrifying exercise of the Heavenly Mandate Imperial Dynasty, and only by cultivating and comprehending the "Heavenly Mandate True Dragon Technique" can the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi be bred in the body! In the past, His Majesty the Heavenly Mandate Emperor carried the Nine Great Heavenly Weathers and 36 Divine Generals, defeated all the enemies of the Ten Directions, and swept away the world! It was because of the blessing of the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi. ”

"Look, the blow of the Thirteen Princes has already left a faint trace at the bottom of the Heavenly Mandate Monument. ”

"The martial arts genius who can make traces on the Heavenly Mandate Tablet, many of the younger generation in Wang Cheng can do it. Our Heavenly Mandate Dynasty is as strong as a cloud, the martial arts are prosperous, and the people are mighty! A trace on the Heavenly Mandate Tablet is nothing for a moment, and only when that trace is really imprinted on the Heavenly Mandate Tablet can it be regarded as a genius who has nothing in the billions. ”

......

The sound of boiling and raising echoed endlessly outside the square.

At this moment, Ye Chen was also interested, and his eyes were blazing on the dazzling figure of the thirteen princes.

The other party was bathed in the dazzling and furious Imperial Dragon Qi, and the powerful blow he issued could be described as unstoppable and unstoppable!

It was also this earth-shattering blow that slammed on the eternal and immortal Destiny Monument, thus lighting up a vague and faint trace.

"Hum~"

The faint traces as shallow as ink flickered and struggled for a few moments, as if they were about to penetrate deep into the Destiny Monument and leave a stroke that would not be dispersed! However, it was only a flick of the fingers, and this shallow trace ceased to exist and disappeared.

"Failed?"

The handsome faces of the thirteen princes suddenly turned gloomy and angry.

He is unwilling!

The thirteen sons of the Emperor of the Mandate of Heaven, aside from the prince who has passed the age of five hundred, the rest of the sons were all born in the last one or two decades, each of them is a head and horn, a genius in the sky, with the nine princes Mu Tianqiong, the seven princes Mu Ningchuan, and the three princes Mu Tiansheng are the most peerless, and the sound moves the world.

They have also left traces on the Mandate of Heaven Monument. As the youngest prince in the royal family, the thirteen princes came to this Heavenly Mandate Monument today, they are fully prepared, and they have also made great determination, he wants to go through this battle, standing at the same height as the Nine Emperors, the Seventh Prince, and the Three Princes.

"Tsk, the thirteen princes who stand at the peak of the Ten Heavens of the Wheel Sea Realm, their background is far above that of ordinary monks of the same level, coupled with the blessing of the domineering Imperial Dao Dragon Qi, that blow down, kill the Dao Palace Realm One Heaven Cultivator, is it not a problem, so it can't leave traces on the Heavenly Mandate Monument? It seems that it is really difficult to shine on the Heavenly Mandate Monument and shine through the four directions!"

......

sighs, one after another.

At this time, Wu Long, the young master of the martial arts family, with clear eyes and extraordinary bearing, walked to the side of the thirteen princes heroically.

Today, as we all know, one of the three major inheritance families in Wangcheng, the young master of the martial arts family, Wu Long, and the thirteen princes of the royal family, want to leave traces on the Mandate of Heaven Monument.

Now, the thirteen princes have returned, their faces are gloomy, this Wulong, who has not yet taken action, has become a person in the audience, he glanced at the depressed and unwilling thirteen princes with a chuckle, and said: "Your Highness don't worry, the Mandate of Heaven Monument is just a formality."

Whether or not you can go to that pinnacle realm is not a trace of the Heavenly Mandate Monument. Thinking back to the past, when His Majesty the Emperor of the Mandate of Heaven founded this immortal dynasty, wasn't he just a fledgling mediocre boy. ”

The Thirteenth Prince snorted and said, "You better take care of yourself! Teach this prince, you are not qualified yet!"

"That's nature, Your Highness is honorable. Wu Long smiled at the corner of his mouth, but no matter how he looked at it, there was a bit of sarcasm.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you think that if this prince fails, you can take his place and leave a trace on this Heavenly Destiny Monument?" the Thirteenth Prince rebuked angrily.

"If you don't try, how can you know the answer? Wu Long closed his eyes, and there was a magnificent and majestic mana essence outside his body, and a huge aura was surging!

boom

A few moments later, the brilliant palm prints that swept the audience bloomed

Wulong's big hand is in the air, the palm prints are blazing, the runes are dense, and there are some faint mysterious Dao rhymes circulating.

This palm really slammed the simple and immortal Mandate of Heaven Monument, and the waves stirred up, on this vast square, spread unscrupulously, beating and flickering.

A misty and indifferent trace, also followed, appearing at the bottom of the Heavenly Mandate Monument.

The Thirteen Princes were more nervous than anyone present, his fists clenched and his teeth gritted.

If Wu Long succeeds in leaving traces on the Mandate of Heaven Monument, where will he, the face of the Thirteen Princes, go?

However, after almost breathing, the Thirteen Princes breathed a sigh of relief, the traces lit by the martial dragon were not much different from his, and they could not really be imprinted on the Heavenly Mandate Tablet. ，

"It's a pity"

Shaking his head, Wu Long jumped and landed on his mount, the Lightning Bird, and was about to leave.

But an unexpected scene happened, a figure, neither fast nor slow, appeared leisurely in front of the magnificent ancient Mandate of Heaven Monument.

"Ye Chen, what are you doing?" Lin Yue'er asked with her mouth wide open and exclaimed.

"The Heavenly Mandate Monument has left traces, anyone can try it, why can't I?" Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders and replied.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he still has the childishness of a young man between his eyebrows, but more importantly, he is a young man's vigor and high spirits.

The dusty white robe sets off his slender figure, detached and relaxed. The wind and clouds stood on the Destiny Monument lightly, and naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

Wu Long, who was about to leave, all cast surprised eyes.

A well-known innate peerless person, a waste wood who can't practice, after going to the Yipin Immortal Gate Transformation Dragon Sect for a few years, suddenly returned, and he had the cultivation of the Divine Power Realm Triple Heaven, and he was still sharp in this square, easily killing several black knights of the Divine Power Realm Seventh Heaven, and even parrying the attack of two Black Knights of the Divine Power Realm Tenth Heaven......

It's mysterious enough no matter how you look at it.

At this moment, Ye Chen's face was delicate and harmless, and his black hair was standing in front of the Heavenly Mandate Monument, which was even more exciting and eye-catching.

"Ye Chen's little marquis is right, the Mandate of Heaven Monument has left traces, and the younger generation of monks are all qualified, but well, you are afraid that it will be difficult to do it, this prince has failed, what do you say?" Because of Zhou Ba's matter, the thirteen princes touched Ye Chen's nose of ash, and then sneered, yin and yang weird words.