The autumn kill has begun, and it is October.

The sun is setting, and the sky is full of sunset.

A thin figure stood on the ground, its deep eyes quietly looking ahead. His upper body is naked/naked, his muscles are well-proportioned, his skin is as black as ink, and the whole person looks like a statue.

In front of it is an ancient city wall, which is as high as a hundred feet, stretching endlessly, majestic and majestic. It seems to have witnessed the vicissitudes of countless years of drastic changes, with the heaviness and desolation of the ages.

On the city wall, rows of divine guards are covered with iron armor, with long knives hanging from their waists, and the gods are majestic and murderous, overlooking the earth.

Behind him is the boundless wilderness, swept by the autumn wind, and the dust fills the sky, as if everything is withering.

In front of me is the ancient vicissitudes of the city wall, under the remnants of the sun, more and more thick, like an insurmountable moat.

This is the largest city in the world, the land of the Xuanyuan Divine Clan, and the capital of Shenzhou - Shendu!

"It's been three years, and it's finally here. ”

Gu Que sighed softly, looking at this majestic Baizhang city tower towering into the sky, he couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance in his heart.

From Tianzhou to Shenzhou, more than 68,000 miles, it took three years to reach Shendu, and I didn't expect that things would come to an end, but my heart was full of fear.

He clenched his fists slowly, not even sure about the challenge he was about to face, and he couldn't predict what the outcome would be.

But there are some things that have to be done after all, even if the hope is extremely slim, you can only rush up.

This time, what he has to do is - pretend to be forced!

It's just that the object of pretending to be forced is too powerful, even if he has gone through life and death all the way, he can't help but feel a little unconfident.

The remnant sun is like blood, dyeing the heavens and the earth blood-red, and the beauty is extraordinarily heavy.

Under the Baizhang City Tower, the lonely figure seemed so small.

He sighed, gritted his teeth, and slowly carried the coffin next to him!

Yes, a coffin! a black copper coffin!

Leaning on his body and propping his legs firmly on the ground, he walked towards the city gate step by step.

Behind the city gate, there are endless high-rise buildings, row upon row, hook eaves and beautiful tiles, and fly pavilions to flow Zhu. The wide avenues are crisscrossed by shops, pawnshops, and a variety of items.

The hawkers are constantly hawking, the teahouse is noisy, and the merchants and travelers on the street are full of tourists. Cultivators and warriors in all kinds of strange costumes carried swords and swords, covering their faces.

From time to time, a gorgeous carriage passed by, surrounded by several tall and mighty guards, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a beautiful face, and I don't know which noble lady went out again.

There are shops, restaurants, casinos, brothels, martial arts halls, auction houses and so on...... As long as you can think of something, it's here, and if you can't think of it, it's here.

The Shendu is dozens of miles long, and the center of the city is the holy land of the Shendu, the Heavenly Palace of the Protoss. This is the palace of the Xuanyuan Divine Clan.

When the hustle and bustle in other places was non-stop, outside the Heavenly Palace of the Divine Capital, the wide square was already full of people.

There are old men with white beards, young women in colorful clothes, mysterious people in black, and rugged men in military uniforms. High and low, crowded, at a glance, there are tens of thousands of people.

These are all cultivators from all over the eight states of the world.

Because today, it is the crown ceremony of Xuanyuanchen, the prince of the Protoss.

The Gods and Demons Continent has been quiet for too many years, and such a grand event as the crown prince's sealing ceremony is only once in more than ten years, and there are naturally countless people joining in the fun.

On the upper floor of Tiangong City, there are majestic and domineering figures, or vaguely ethereal, or the king's qi leaks, and the momentum is shocking, of course, these are all people of the Xuanyuan Divine Clan.

Below the castle tower, above the square, is a golden altar three feet high. It is like a pile of gold, carved with countless mysterious runes, and a bronze square tripod incense is flourishing on it.

On the altar, an old man with white hair stood steadily on crutches, muttering mysterious incantations in his mouth, white hair and white robes, fluttering in the wind.

His face was furrowed and wrinkled, and his tone was very light, but the strange incantation echoed between heaven and earth, and was clearly reflected in everyone's hearts.

Accompanied by the incantation, the sky was full of light, and the visions were repeated, as if there was a golden dragon circling, and the mighty righteousness was constantly stirring.

The silence in the stadium was extreme, and tens of thousands of people held their breath, for fear of missing this shocking scene.

"Worship the ancestors, worship the sky, and the crown prince will be crowned!"

As the old man shouted, the sky was even brighter, and a golden auspicious cloud suddenly condensed, exuding a brilliant light, and slowly rolled down, as if it was about to fall to the ground.

A majestic figure suddenly flew down from the castle tower, accompanied by two priests, and walked slowly towards the altar.

This person wears a red gold dragon robe, wears a purple and red crown, his eyebrows are like horizontal swords, his eyes are like stars, his instruments are lofty, his gods are like jade, and his whole body exudes a faint golden light, like the pride of the sky.

"Prince Xuanyuan!"

"Wow! I've finally met the Protoss Prince!"

The female cultivators who were watching couldn't help but scream, their eyes glowing, and they kept waving their little hands.

There are idols in any era, and the Gods and Demons Continent is no exception. Xuanyuanchen, the prince of the Protoss, is extremely talented, and his fame is shocking to eight states, and he naturally has countless followers.

The square was crowded with people, and everyone was very excited, but one of the slender figures was motionless, quietly looking ahead, as if the hustle and bustle around her had nothing to do with her.

She was dressed in ordinary cloth clothes, her dress was ordinary, and her face was not outstanding, but in those delicate big eyes, there seemed to be stars around, as deep as the sea.

She was silent for a long time, and suddenly said lightly: "Is this the number one young powerhouse in the world?" Uncle Li, has he entered the realm of life and death?"

Next to him, an old man with gray hair and a radiant look nodded slowly, and said, "The realm of life and death? ”

"When you are at the pinnacle of extinction, do you dare to call yourself the first young powerhouse?"

Although the woman's face was expressionless, there was a faint disdain in her tone, as if she was the first in the world and had no weight in her eyes.

"There are many strong people in the world who have won false names, but this Xuanyuan Chen is genuine. After all, he is the prince of the Protoss, and his resources are endless, so he may not be able to fight with the powerhouses of the realm of life and death. ”

Uncle Li said with a wry smile that he had no way to do anything about his young lady's temper, and he couldn't refute it, because he knew her strength and experience too well.

"I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never seen an extraordinary youth, and I see that there may not be ...... in this world"

When the woman said this, she suddenly paused, and her eternal indifferent expression fluctuated slightly, her brows furrowed, and she suddenly turned around!

"Huh?"

The old man sighed lightly, turned around and followed her gaze, his eyes suddenly froze, and his pupils revealed a three-foot white light, spanning the layers of people.

I saw that at the end of the square, closest to the setting sun, a thin young man was walking slowly.

Under the sad remnant sun, under the bloody sky, the surrounding high-rise buildings towering into the sky, this thin figure looks extremely lonely.

He walked slowly with his back bent, and every step on the ground seemed to make a deafening loud noise.

He had a great hard time!

Because he was carrying a coffin!

Pitch-black copper coffin!

"Coffin bearer!"

The woman in cloth couldn't help but blurt out.

I saw that the young man was naked/naked, his skin was as black as ink, and his feet were bare. The left wrist is wearing a white jade bracelet, while the right wrist is wearing a pitch-black jade bracelet, which looks extremely weird.

It was late autumn, the cold had already started, and it was not too hot. But the person in front of him was still naked/naked, drenched with sweat, and constantly dripping on the ground.

His black hair hung down, blocking most of his face, but the perseverance, stubbornness, disobedience, and courage to resist fate could still be seen on his face.

It's just that the clenched teeth and cheeks, and the white knuckles clasped on the copper coffin, seem to prove the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart.

He kept walking, slowly, hard, but never stopped!

It was as if all the ups and downs such as heat, tiredness, hunger, and loneliness could not stop him!

What is he doing here?

The woman slowly closed her eyes and said, "Uncle Li, how much does it take to press a person in the early stage of extreme change like this?"

Uncle Li sighed: "At least a thousand catties! That bronze coffin is not light!"

"I could tell he had been carrying it for a long time. The woman said quietly.

And at this moment, Xuanyuanchen, the prince of the Protoss, had already ascended the ten-zhang altar, looking down on tens of thousands of powerhouses. The clothes fluttered, the dragon robe flew, and a royal qi suddenly burst out from his body, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Everyone present felt this powerful momentum and was amazed.

Xuanyuanchen, the crown prince of the Protoss, is only twenty-five years old this year! The peak of the twenty-five-year-old Silent Extinction is really terrifying.

He is indeed a perfect person, whether it is scheming, mind, resourcefulness, identity or martial arts, he is a well-deserved first youth.

Xuanyuan Chen had a gentle smile on his face, and his gaze looked downward, causing the female cultivators present to scream and show a on their faces.

Under the golden auspicious clouds, Xuanyuan Chen is so perfect, like a god descending to earth, sprinkled with a faint golden glow.

It's just that he may not have noticed that a person carrying a coffin is slowly approaching the crowd.

"The hour has come, the crown prince is crowned!"

The old man with white hair shouted loudly, and suddenly fell silent, and his right hand crutch pointed to the sky, and a white light suddenly shot into the auspicious clouds.

The next moment, the auspicious clouds were full of golden light, and a shocking dragon roar suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, like a thunderous explosion, echoing in the square for a long time.

This dragon roar, like the roar of gods and demons, seemed to shatter people's spirits, and made everyone frightened, only to feel that the blood and qi were churning, and they were almost unstable on their feet.

Everyone looked at the sky and suddenly their eyes widened. I saw that the auspicious clouds cracked, and a more brilliant golden light emitted, and a golden dragon head as big as a mountain slowly poked out, full of supreme majesty.

The head is like a camel, the horns are like a deer, the eyes are like a rabbit, and the ears are like a cow, lifelike. The powerful momentum, the terrifying coercion, almost made everyone want to kneel.

There has been no dragon in the world for a long time, and the divine beasts have long been extinct.

Everyone was amazed and excited beyond words.

"The golden dragon is coming, and the luck is added!"

The white-haired old man shouted, and the golden dragon suddenly circled, revealing a dragon body. The scales and armor flashed, stirring up the wind and clouds, and the endless glow suddenly fell down from the sky.

Xuanyuan Chen slowly closed his eyes and opened his hands to welcome his luck.

Luck is like a mountain, constantly falling down, the sky is full of colorful clouds, the golden dragon is circling, and everyone is already intoxicated.

And at this moment, the golden dragon suddenly let out a low roar, as if he had seen a natural enemy, his figure swung, set off a gust of wind, and turned back and flew into the auspicious clouds. And as the golden dragon flew back, the glow in the sky also disappeared.

"What's going on?"

"Luck gone?"

Everyone's faces changed sharply, and there were many discussions, and Xuanyuanchen, the prince of the Protoss, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and exclaimed, "Heavenly Old, what's going on?"

As soon as the old man was about to pinch his fingers, a cold voice had already spread throughout the square.

"Because, I'm coming!"

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