Chapter 457: What's the Hurry
Maybe it was because the purple light was too dazzling, or maybe the dragon girl's divine consciousness was transmitted, and in an instant, Murong Bai, who was in a daze, immediately woke up, and then raised his arm violently, and held the flying purple gold long knife in his hand.
Good knives!
The moment Murong Bai held it in his hand, he knew that this long-bodied broadsword was not inferior to the first-level magic weapon armillary sword sacrificed by the tiger's wings in the Battle of the Four Cities.
Even, this purple gold long knife is even higher than the armillary knife in terms of grade, as for what grade it is, you can only know if you try it.
Hey!
Murong Bai grinned, it seems that this trip to the palace is really a complete success.
But just when he was secretly proud, suddenly the golden light **** in the depths of the sword mound, like a raging wave, roared towards Murong Bai in the blink of an eye.
Click!
Countless spiritual and magic weapons broke one after another, letting out bursts of wails, and this underground space was about to collapse.
Run!
The dragon girl didn't care about healing, and yelled at Murong Bai.
Sou!
Murong Bai also knew that without further ado, no matter how late it was, his life would be buried deep here.
It was too late, it was fast, and at the moment when the surging golden waves were about to bombard Murong Bai's body, a cloud of yellow light swept Murong Bai's body, and immediately turned into a ray of lightning and sank into the rock above.
Hey!
Not long after he walked out, Murong Bai felt a movement in his waist, and immediately reached out and patted the treasure bag, and a golden bead suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
Make a way for Lao Tzu!
As soon as the arm was raised, the golden knife pill swished, and it sank directly into the rock layer, leaving a striking crack.
Murong Bai's spirit was shocked, and his whole body cultivation exploded, following behind the sword pill, and he quickly swept towards the ground.
At the same time, behind the Qiankun Palace, under a small white rockery, three cyan figures suddenly rushed out, and as soon as these three figures swept out, the white rockery behind them trembled violently.
Rumble!
The earthquake trembled, the sky changed, and even several nearby temples such as the Qiankun Hall trembled violently.
Sitting at the door of the Qiankun Palace, wearing a dragon robe, a golden crown, and a ruddy complexion, His Majesty Emperor Zhao was looking at several princes in the square, comparing archery.
"Hmm, someone broke into the underground sword mound?"
At the moment of the trembling of the earthquake, Emperor Zhao's face, which was still smiling just now, instantly became gloomy, and then his divine consciousness dispersed, as if it was through some formation, and he suddenly penetrated into the sword mound hundreds of zhang deep underground.
Burst!
The underground sword mound was already a sea of gold, and the golden sharp qi and the evil qi contained in the weapon broke the divine consciousness that Emperor Zhao had penetrated in one fell swoop, and two blood arrows suddenly erupted from his nostrils.
The old eunuch next to him shook suddenly, and walked over, and even the princes and ministers on both sides began to get nervous, they were terrified, why did Emperor Zhao, who was fine just now, suddenly have a nosebleed!
Could it be that you were overindulged last night? Alas, Your Majesty, how old are you, it's okay for this mouthful, it's okay now, the kidneys are so weak that you have nosebleeds.
Airplanes!
Emperor Zhao ran the exercises slightly, and the injuries in the sea of knowledge were temporarily suppressed, and when he raised his hand to wipe off the blood stains under his nose, the three cyan figures also hurriedly walked over.
"Go back!Don't panic!The emperor has his own way to deal with it!" Emperor Zhao glanced at his eyes and said.
The three old men in green robes were stunned when they heard this, and then they turned around and retreated.
At this time, the fourth prince Zhao Wuxuan had just shot three arrows, all of which hit the bull's-eye, and just when he looked at the timid and cowardly Zhao Longji with disdain, the earth roared and trembled.
"You continue to compete! The emperor has some things, just come when he goes! Governor, don't slack off!"
"Yes!"
"Congratulations to my father!"
"Congratulations to His Majesty!"
In the sound of congratulations, Emperor Zhao took the old eunuch beside him and walked to the back mountain.
In a short time, the earth stopped trembling, and the sky instantly returned to clarity, as if what had just happened was just an accidental natural phenomenon.
But in order to operate the Five Elements Array under the palace, Emperor Zhao and the three blue-robed old men exhausted most of their cultivation before they could barely suppress the exploding sword mound.
"Go check!" Emperor Zhao was weak, his face was like paper, but his eyes were shining with cold light.
The old eunuch beside him, whose seemingly dim eyes, suddenly seemed like electricity, and then somehow, when the air around him rippled, the old eunuch disappeared.
The three old men in the green robe all glanced at the direction where the old eunuch disappeared with jealousy, and then took a few pills one after another, sat cross-legged in the four directions of the five-color Ding Furnace, and slowly closed their eyes, obviously recovering their cultivation.
On the square of the main hall, Zhang Dujian was standing at the door of the Qiankun Hall with a fat stomach, and said loudly: "Fifth Highness Zhao Wuwu is preparing to shoot!"
Zhao Wuwu glanced at the nervous Zhao Longji contemptuously, walked to the center of the field with an elegant gait, and then picked up the golden big bow behind him, and pulled out three feather arrows from the quiver beside him.
"The Fifth Highness has reached the eight-star warrior at a young age, and he is really a cultivation wizard!" Zhao Jiang, a minister who strongly supported the enthronement of the Fifth Highness, twisted his beard in his hand, and said with a smile.
"Lord Zhao, this target shooting, Your Majesty has already banned the cultivation of several His Highnesses, they are now the same as mortals, even if the cultivation is high, I am afraid it will not play a role!" Yang Chong, the right prime minister who strongly supported the prince's accession to the throne, glanced at Zhao Jiangdao, who was a little excited.
"Two adults, don't argue, the palace test is only the first test, don't forget that blocking Zhao Longji together now is the king! Don't hurt each other's harmony before the ceremony of Fu Longding's recognition of the Lord begins. Zhuge Yun, the left prime minister who supported the Fourth Highness Zhao Wuxuan, said haha.
Just when the ministers were secretly discussing, the burly Zhao Wuwu, without accident, shot three arrows at once, and all of them hit the bull's-eye a hundred zhang away, which was comparable to the results of the crown prince Zhao Wudao.
Zhao Wudao looked at the fifth brother in front of him, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curved, and he smiled.
Just last night, Zhao Wuxuan and Zhao Wuwu conspired for a long time in the Prince's Palace, with only one purpose, to squeeze Zhao Longji to the last place, so that he could not participate in the future Fulongding Recognition Ceremony.
Just imagine, if a prince who is not even proficient in strategy, martial arts, the art of war, and the way of the emperor, what qualifications do you have to ascend to the throne, even if you have strong blood!
"See, that skinny little guy has stage fright, he can't do the strategy just now, and this martial art is even worse!"
"His mother's status is humble, even if Emperor Zhao intends to support him to ascend the throne, we will not agree!"
"Hmph! It's a big fate for this kid to come back alive, but if you think you can climb to the throne like this, it's looking for death!"
Zhao Wudao's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he didn't mind stabbing the half-brother next to him to death now.