"The selection of the Twelve Heavenly Kings is a grand ceremony once every ten years in the Hanyuan Palace, and all the disciples of the personal lineage can participate!"

"The Twelve Heavenly Kings represent a kind of inheritance, and it is a decisive battle for the heir of the elders of the Hanyuan Palace!"

"I think my Hanyuan Palace has been inherited for hundreds of years, and this ceremony is extremely important!"

The grand ceremony once every ten years, in the Hanyuan Palace can be described as a sacred moment with a high voice, three days in advance, the most central Hanpi Mountain will open a large array, and build the Tianwang Terrace!

At that time, the person who was named the Twelve Heavenly Kings will receive the baptism of the Supreme Treasure of the Hanyuan Palace-Mirror Flower Water Moon, which is a rare creation, I heard that the people who have been in the past generations have greatly increased their strength!

On both sides of the ring, there are thirteen suspended stone platforms that are surrounded by arches, the one in the center is the master, and on both sides are the current twelve elders of the Hanyuan Palace!

"Brother Situ, why didn't you see that precious apprentice? This Heavenly King Race is about to start!"

Elder Red Eyebrows was wearing a big red robe today, with a few red clouds printed on it, and his thick eyebrows seemed to have been trimmed, but they looked like two little red birds rising up, which made people a little unbearable to look at directly......

Situ Qingyun also changed into a cyan robe today, his sword eyebrows were still sharp, and he glanced at the red-eyed elder coldly and stopped speaking.

"Hmph!

Seeing that Situ ignored him, Elder Chimei didn't bother to talk to him, turned his head to look at the weak woman in white beside him, and couldn't help but comfort: "Good disciple, don't be anxious, ten years later, you will no longer be at the top of the Twelve Heavenly Kings list!"

Elder Chimei was naturally talking about Wang Mingzhu, but at this time, Wang Mingzhu looked left and right, just "um", obviously not interested.

She is looking for Long Yang's figure, a few days ago she wanted to persuade Long Yang to participate in the next selection of the Twelve Heavenly Kings, but she didn't even see a figure, and now the Twelve Heavenly Kings Competition is about to start, but there is no trace of him?

Along with her, it was Zhao Ningxue who was a little absent-minded.

Today, Zhao Ningxue is wearing a purple shirt, which has attracted the attention of many people, her cold temperament with this noble purple shirt can be described as cold and glamorous, of course, it is still very different from the temperament of the queen who was born noble and naturally has a cold temperament, but it can be described as "amazing".

"Ning Xue, the big war is coming, what are you still thinking about?"

Shui Yueyin looked displeased, this disciple she valued the most, and Long Yang, who she didn't want to see the most, was so close, which made her very annoyed in her heart!

"A man doesn't have a good thing, especially the kind of thing that eats in the bowl and looks at the pot! It's good that he doesn't come, he doesn't have to show mercy when he comes, let him see the power of this second-grade yin, let him know that mediocre people should stand aside!"

Shui Yueyin is still very satisfied with her own disciple, Xueyuan has obtained this second-grade Yin Spirit in one trip, this is the top genius in the Hanyuan Palace! Her vision is very high, and she thinks that no one can be worthy of her precious apprentice now!

Zhao Ningxue's cold eyes wrinkled, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't even see the shadow of that guy, and she was a little worried in her heart, and she was even more distracted......

The selection of the Twelve Heavenly Kings will not be delayed because of someone's tardiness, and with a golden pillar of light galloping, it landed on the most central seat, and the head of the teaching-Floating Daozi, has arrived!

"Brush, brush!"

A series of eyes were fixed on Fudaozi's body, or surprised, or afraid, or cold, or surprised......

The head of the Floating Daozi has not made an appearance for decades, and if it weren't for the last trip to the snowfield, these elders would have forgotten his existence!

"How can the master have time to get out of the customs today? Is it really breaking through to the 'taboo' realm?"

A sharp cry rang out, and the person who spoke was the Fourth Elder, the old man with the eagle hooked nose!

I saw that his eagle-hooked nose sniffed hard, his brows furrowed, as if he felt that something was wrong, and his narrow eyes showed a look of surprise.

Fudaozi is still on crutches today, his face is slightly pale, and his body is a little gloomy, even if today's sky is so gorgeous!

"Ahem, huh?"

Fudaozi coughed softly twice, and his eyes seemed to glance at the old man with the hooked nose as if unintentionally, and then retracted it.

But the old man with the eagle's hooked nose was suddenly startled, his eyes instantly became dull, and he quickly and vaguely retracted it, and lowered his head as if nothing had happened......

"You haven't seen each other for decades, but there are some more unfamiliar faces!"

Fu Daozi's eyes swept around, and many elders who had ideas before lowered their heads and remained silent.

"There are new elders, and naturally there are a few new faces, which is also a sign of the prosperity of my Hanyuan Palace!"

Elder Qing Shui spoke, he glanced at Situ Qingyun and Shui Yueyin, thinking that what the head of the sect was talking about should be the two people who were promoted to elders ten years ago, right?

"Hmm!"

Fudaozi whispered a soft "um", then remained silent again, and sat there quietly, giving people invisible pressure.

Elder Qing Shui didn't feel strange when he saw this, after all, the head of the sect rarely asked about the things in the door, and his previous appearances were also so cold.

"The selection of the twelve heavenly kings, let's start!"

The head acquiesced, and as the elder in charge of this heavy ceremony, Elder Qing Shui gave an order, and the audience boiled!

"Woohoo!"

There was a sound of breaking the sky, and a series of figures rose into the air and rushed straight to the Tianwang Terrace!

"Haha! This time the first day king, only one sword!"

A wild laugh sounded from the Heavenly King Stage, and the sword maniac with his hands on his back went out of the customs, and walked directly with the sword, the speed was faster than anyone else, and the invisible sword intent around his body made many people unable to open their eyes!

"Sword maniac! Shut the fuck! If you want to be the first, pass Lao Tzu first!"

As soon as the sword maniac's words fell, a burly man climbed up to the Tianwang Platform with a thunderous thuffy breath, and with every step, this huge Tianwang Platform seemed to tremble a few times!

This is Wang Daming, from a clan in the south, with some big demon blood, and he is strong!

What is interesting is that there are five thunder patterns on this person's chest, which is actually the small stage of the "Heavenly Thunder Body"!

"Haha, count me in!"

There are peerless guns rising into the sky, and the domineering and wild momentum swept through everyone, which is also terrifying!

"Absolute Gun" Liu Yi's shot also appeared!

Compared with his usual gentle and jade-like character, he is also full of fighting spirit today!

"Zheng!"

Not far away, there was a sword flash, indescribably endless, Lin Wanjian also landed on the Tianwang platform steadily, but his eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the sword maniac with some jealousy!

Inadvertently, there were black robes dancing, and the disciple of the elder of the Discipline Hall, Mo Congyun, also took the stage!

The enthusiastic disciples couldn't help but hesitate a little when they saw so many fierce people coming to the stage, after all, there were so many Twelve Heavenly Kings, and compared with these perverts, they seemed to be a little unqualified!

"Hey, forget it, never compare with perverts, be brave and be yourself, this king plans to fight again in ten years!"

Someone resolutely retreated, not to get involved in this arrogant showdown!

(End of chapter)