Finding someone casually, Ji Fengtian asked about the time for the selection of the heirs of the Blue Emperor, and found that the time had to be postponed, and it seemed that he was waiting for someone.

Hearing this, Ji Fengtian felt that his scalp was a little numb, and he didn't count him in his heart. It's just that the ominous feeling made Ji Fengtian want to retreat.

Qingdi City, in Ji Fengtian's heart, is definitely an existence that is not easy to mess with, although he is one of the candidates for succession, but Ji Fengtian is not rare, and he doesn't want to fight, after all, his current identity is more sensitive.

However, with such an obvious trap in Qingdi City, he couldn't escape it. After thinking about it, Ji Fengtian decided not to expose it first, at least not to let people find out. If you are really forced to participate, then find a way to admit defeat.

And Qingdi City doesn't know who he is, after all, there are too many people participating in the election.

Thinking of this, Ji Fengtian was not hiding, and walked towards the front leisurely. Calculating in his heart what he will encounter, as well as the cultivators of the human realm, what level of strength has reached now, this is also something that Ji Fengtian is curious about now.

After walking forward for a while, Ji Fengtian suddenly stopped, only to see thousands of miles of red ground in front of him, withered grass and trees, and a scene of death, he couldn't help but remember that this was already the realm of the Corpse King Palace.

Thinking of his previous unhappiness with the Corpse King Palace, as well as the final massacre of the Corpse King Palace, Ji Fengtian gathered his forehead, this road is not a good place to go, so he simply turned around and made a detour to the Blue Emperor City. In the same way, other cultivators also chose to change their path at this moment.

The Corpse King Hall didn't do anything excessive, letting Ji Fengtian and the others leave, but they looked in the direction of the Blue Emperor City from time to time. In the quiet hall, three sarcophagi lay in the center, and the faint mental fluctuations inside told people that they were communicating.

In the two, several disciples served carefully, for fear that the three of them would have any accidents. Of course, these three sarcophagi are not simple, and if there is an accident casually, I am afraid they will not be placed here.

When Ji Fengtian appeared here, inside one of the sarcophagi, the mental fluctuations were obvious, as if they were communicating with other people, just this subtle fluctuation was also noticed by the people in the dark.

"What's wrong?" A gray figure walked out, looked at the three sarcophagi and said, "This kid has a great relationship with the Blue Emperor City." It's a pity that we wanted to pull him to join us back then, but that kid was too stubborn. The old man in gray said with a sigh.

Just as the old man's words fell, a divine thought came out from the central sarcophagus, and the gray-clothed old man sighed and disappeared in place.

The Hall of the Corpse King, a place despised by all cultivators, the old man in gray, how could he not know. The cultivators of the Corpse King Hall have all been preserved over the years, and the lack of fresh blood infusion makes this ancient force even more mysterious.

"Maybe we're too low-key, how about making a big fuss while the Qingdi heir is being selected?"

"No! We must not act rashly now, and it is our sin to cause trouble and affect the great affairs of the future!" another voice sounded, clearly opposed.

As the voice rang out, the hall fell silent again, as if nothing had ever happened. The huge corpse king hall, with only a few disciples patrolling, there was no life.

Looking at the Blue Emperor City in the distance, as well as the sword intent above, Ji Fengtian recalled that the first time he came here, it was like a world away.

At that time, he was still a fledgling boy, and now, this strength can be regarded as a top existence in the human world. If those old monsters don't come out, Ji Fengtian believes that he can sweep the younger generation.

Since knowing the existence of the Little Thousand Worlds, Ji Fengtian's understanding of the human world has reached a new height, at least he is no longer as ignorant as a hairy boy.

Whether it is the Aoki Alliance or the Qingdi City, what they represent, the inheritance handed down from ancient times, it is impossible to overthrow them, and in the same way, they are also a force that cannot be underestimated when dealing with evil cultivators.

It's just that what Ji Fengtian cares about very much is what the death qi in the body of the Aoki League cultivator is going on.

During the time that he left the Firmament Realm, what happened to the Aoki League? Ji Fengtian looked at the Blue Emperor City that was getting closer and closer, and felt a burst of irritability in his heart for no reason.

In a place more than ten miles away from the Blue Emperor City, Ji Fengtian stopped, for no other reason, the front was already overcrowded, in order not to hinder the progress of this selection, the Blue Emperor City built many simple houses outside the city, providing a place for the spectators to rest.

Ji Fengtian mixed in the crowd, found a remote corner at random, and listened to the conversation of the people around him while resting.

"Have you heard, on this trip to the Ancient Battlefield, many people in the Aoki Alliance have entered the late Eighth Order. For this competition for the inheritance of the Blue Emperor, they are determined to win. ”

"You don't know yet, that one named An Geng is the seeded player in this selection. A chubby lewd cultivator cautiously glanced around before he spoke.

"An Geng, who are you talking about, why haven't you heard of it?" a cultivator looked at the man in bewilderment.

"Hehe, before the opening of the Ancient Battlefield, the first place in the Zhongzhou ranking was An Geng. After entering the ancient battlefield, it seems that they acted with other people and did a lot of great things, but they chose to be very hidden, and no one noticed it. I also accidentally found out that An Geng also saw me at that time and didn't embarrass me. The obscene fat man whispered.

"What is An Geng's cultivation now?"

The obscene fat man glanced at the questioner with a little meaning, and said, "An Geng Xiuwei has reached the rank of soldier!"

"Soldier level?" Ji Fengtian remembered that An Geng's cultivation was similar to his own, but his cultivation techniques were strange and profound, and his real combat strength might have reached the soldier level, but his cultivation was still at the eighth order.

"What did you see with your own eyes?"

"Of course! Lord An Geng's incomparable attack instantly passed through the body of the spirit guard, and the dignified soldier-level cultivator was instantly killed, do you say that he is strong or not!" said the obscene fat man proudly.

"Hehe, the Aoki League also has a talent this time, named Yan Potian!"

"Yan Potian, the name is domineering enough, but why haven't you heard of it?" The obscene fat man was a little unconvinced, obviously more inclined to An Geng.

Ji Fengtian looked at the two people who were about to argue, and said, "You guys are fighting here, do you know the content of this selection?"

The two were stunned for a moment, and saw that Ji Fengtian was short and dark-skinned, obviously not from a big family, but similar to their background, and instantly brought them closer to each other.

"This selection seems to be directly entering the Qingdi Palace, and it will be decided by the Qingdi Emperor's will!" said the obscene fat man, and at the same time said: "Brother Tai must have been hiding from the world for a long time!"