Above the palace where the crowd stood, the rolling clouds and mist churned endlessly, and then there seemed to be a real and virtual figure appearing there, this figure gradually condensed, white robe, long beard, floating like a fairy, it was the old man that the crowd had seen when they stepped into the wonder area.

"Prophet!"

"The prophet appeared, but unfortunately, I was blocked out, and I didn't even have the qualifications to be prophesied!"

Many of the people who were blocked from the periphery kept scolding, very depressed, and wished they could squeeze in, but the invisible liliang was like a void light curtain, isolating the from the outside, and they couldn't even feel any breath inside, and they couldn't hear the sound, they could only see with their eyes everything that was happening inside.

The prophet's body slowly landed and appeared in front of the main hall, with a slight softness on his face, looking at everyone calmly, no one could feel his breath, this kind of strong man was not something they could speculate on now.

At this time, Lin Feng paid attention to Qi Qi's expression, and saw that Qi Qi's eyes, who had become a Taoist priest, narrowed slightly, staring at the prophet and kept looking, as if he wanted to use his own experience to see the prophet through.

Not only Qiqi, but also the eyes of others are staring at the prophet, and their eyes are full of edge, how will the prophet predict their fate!

"Who's coming first!" the old man glanced at everyone with a light smile and said softly, whatever they want.

"I'll come. A figure stepped out, full of rebelliousness, even in the face of the prophet, as if he was the only one in heaven and earth.

This person is the Peng Demon, the divine bird Golden-winged Dapeng, who boasts that his talent is invincible in the Eight Desolations, and he has never been in his eyes, unruly, wild, and extremely demonic.

"The blood flowing in your body is destined to be extraordinary, but you are too arrogant and empty-sighted, if you can change, the upper emperor is hopeful, otherwise, the farthest will stop at the middle emperor. The prophet said lightly, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the number of Peng Demon's lives was pointed out in a few words.

The Peng Demon Demon's eyes bloomed with an extremely demonic color, and he said, "It's just the middle emperor and the upper emperor, is your prophecy accurate?"

The first person to be prophesied questioned the prophet, Peng Mo, he is a divine bird golden-winged Dapeng, his heart is arrogant, he will be famous and famous, become the most dazzling star, no ancient, to prove the emperor.

The prophet didn't care, but just smiled: "I cultivate the art of destiny, and I don't know how many years I have lived, but I have seen more geniuses than your hair, and there are many demon beasts with golden wings and even higher blood levels than you, such as the immortal bird phoenix, the divine beast unicorn, and the golden demon dragon.

"I, the golden-winged Dapeng, will become the Demon Emperor, shaking the past and the present!" Peng Demon said unruly, and then stepped aside, although he was rebellious, he also knew how terrifying the person standing in front of him was, and he would not offend.

"I hope so, but I'm only prophesying what you can achieve, so if you live. The prophet smiled faintly, everyone naturally understands this, it is impossible for a prophet to know when you are born and when you die, then it is not called a prophet, but a prophet.

"Next!" the prophet said lightly, and the second person to stand up was the Thunder Demon, following the Peng Demon.

"Your limit, the lower demon emperor!"

"Boom!" There is thunder and lightning blooming on the thunder demon's body, and he is not convinced, the limit, is it just the next demon emperor!

"Next!" Next, it was the Mangniu Mountain of the Barbarian Demon Domain who stood up, and the prophet's prophecy was still the same, the limit, the next emperor.

"I'm coming!" Ape Fei stood up, the prophet glanced at him, and said with a faint smile: "The middle emperor, of course, if there is an emperor who changes his life for you, you can break into the upper emperor!"

"Snort, sneer......" The body of the golden-winged Dapeng shot out a terrifying sharp golden ray, he is the divine bird golden-winged Dapeng, ape flying, just a demon ape, why compare with him, the prophecy given by the prophet is not lower than him at all.

"Demon beasts are also talented, and defeat is also limited by talent, powerful races are destined to be extraordinary, but they are also destined to be at their limit, and only by making changes can they break through the shackles of that limit. The prophet said lightly to Ape Fei, Ape Fei nodded clearly, the old man had already told him that demon beasts, especially powerful demon beasts, were born destined to be extraordinary, but when they reached the top of the pyramid, it would be difficult to move forward unless they changed themselves.

"Next. The prophet continued, calm as usual.

"Me. Qi Jiaojiao jumped out of his brother's side, looking at the prophet with beautiful eyes.

"There is no hope of becoming an emperor!"

"Boom!" Qi Jiaojiao seemed to have been struck by thunder, her beautiful eyes froze instantly, and the prophet only gave her four words, there is no hope for becoming an emperor, and there is no need to prophesy.

No, she is the four beauties of the Eight Desolation Realm, she is the thousand catties of the Qi family, she was born destined to be extraordinary, why did the prophet give her only four cruel words, there is no hope of becoming an emperor.

"Weishenme?" Qi Jiaojiao asked with an ugly face.

"Your aura is given to you by others, your family, your brother, you can reach this point because someone has been sheltering, you only have a beautiful face, from now on, you have nothing to take out, the tenacious will has never been, the setbacks of life and death have never been encountered, and some are domineering, so there is no hope of becoming an emperor, unless, you completely change your appearance, or have a glimmer of opportunity. ”

The prophet's voice was like cold water poured on Qi Jiaojiao's body, making him cold from beginning to end, his face was pale, everything she had, was given to her by others?

"Jiaojiao, you will become the Martial Emperor!" At this time, Qi Tiansheng stepped forward, put a hand on Qi Jiaojiao's shoulder, and comforted.

Qi Jiaojiao nodded slightly, but she was deeply struck by the prophet's words, is there really nothing?

Qi Tiansheng looked at the prophet and said, "What about me?"

"The next emperor, maybe there is a chance to become a middle emperor, but it is very small, unless there is a chance to defy the sky!" the prophet said lightly, making Qi Tiansheng feel cold, the next emperor, is it just the next emperor?

In this way, the Thunder Demon has his talent, and Ape Fei will surpass him.

The people behind him were nervous at the moment, although their faces were calm, but in fact, many people were clasping their hands, the words of the prophet may determine their fate, and perhaps, it will also change the isolation of the future of the Eight Desolation Realms, such as the prophecy just now, Ape Fei can achieve the middle emperor, and Qi Tiansheng is only the lower emperor.

Qi Tiansheng's hands were clenched, and even made a clicking sound, and his face showed a touch of unwillingness, his achievements were only the next emperor at the farthest!

"Senior, what about me!" At this time, Wu Yan stood up and bowed slightly to the prophet, looking extremely polite.

"You are the same as him, the lower emperor, if there is an opportunity to defy the sky, you can break into the middle emperor. The prophet said calmly.

"Wu Yan turned out to be the same as his brother. Qi Jiaojiao glanced at Wu Yan deeply, he had always thought that her brother was incomparable, but Wu Yan, who liked to follow her, had the same opportunity to become a martial emperor like her brother.

"I'll try it too. Fu Hei touched his head and walked out with a black face, plus his skin was already dark, but it gave people a bit of fun, as if he was still thinking about being robbed.

"There is a chance to become an emperor within fifty years, and the limit is as for the middle emperor, there is a ray of opportunity to impact the upper emperor!"

"Within eighty years!" the crowd froze, the prophet's prophecy of paying the number of black lives was so high, surpassing everyone, maybe only within a hundred years, he would say the number of years.

"Hehe, this opportunity may become a reality, but can the seniors not say the number of years, let me be depressed, I still dream of becoming an emperor in twenty years!" Fu Hei smiled rather embarrassedly, making everyone roll their eyes, this bastard is the highest prophecy he has received so far, Tianhuo physique, beyond the prophecy of the Golden-winged Dapeng, one more year.

"The number of years is not accurate, I just said that within eighty years, eighty years, maybe fifty years, thirty years, maybe ten years, it depends on your future situation, but since you say so, I will not say the number of years after that, so as not to affect you. The prophet laughed, and then Fu Hei stepped aside, still satisfied with this prophecy.

At this time, the sect wanted to step forward, looked at the prophet, and said with a smile: "What do seniors think of my achievements?"

"There is no problem with becoming an emperor, but unless you cultivate your exercises to the extreme, you will stop at the next emperor. The prophet said calmly, "Of course, you can consider giving up the human desire practice from now on. ”

Zongren's expression froze, and the exercises he cultivated were indeed easy to become strong, but as the ancestors experienced, there would be extreme poverty, and when it reached a certain level, it would be impossible to advance again.

"I'm just suggesting. The prophet stroked his beard and said with a smile, The body of the sect also retreated, is it just the next emperor!

At this time, the crowd outside was very nervous, but they could only see the expressions of the crowd inside and speculate what might have happened, and they couldn't hear the sound, which made them have an urge to collapse, and they wanted to know what kind of prophecy the prophet made to the people inside.

At the same time, those who have not yet been prophesied are even more nervous, the prophet cultivates the art of destiny, he has lived for an unknown number of years, and he doesn't know how strong his cultivation is, he has seen endless geniuses, and what he said is of course weighty, which has also been verified by those who have been prophesied by the City of Destiny in the past.

Perhaps, a word from the prophet represents their future fate, who can do it without being nervous!

PS: Thank you lixiangzhao and Kankan Shuoshuo for your tips!