At the end, the old man laughed a few times.

Xiahou Jue also showed a smile on his face, participating in the grand ceremony of sealing the king in such a state was definitely a humiliation for himself, and he completely became his foil.

"The Shura clan, the young patriarch Lan Shaobai came to congratulate!"

"Kuafu's family, let the air come to congratulate!"

The two geniuses and powerhouses of the ancient powerhouses handed over the invitation, and immediately someone shouted out the names of these people.

immediately attracted the attention of many people in the audience, these two can be regarded as the top young leaders of the young generation.

Unexpectedly, the grand ceremony of sealing the king of the Martial God Palace also came to the scene.

Later, there were young leaders with great reputations, who came to the scene, the young master of the Xuanshui Gate of the Tianxing Sea, and even a mysterious figure came to the Zhou Tianxing Palace.

After that, the descendants of the Peacock King of the Demon Domain, the righteous daughter and apprentice of the Spirit Fox King, came in person, once again attracting everyone's attention.

The sound of congratulations is endless, and there are big people in the ghost domain, the corpse domain, and the Xuan domain. Several descendants of the emperor came one by one, making this square set off waves of exclamations.

Even Xiahou Jue, who was on the high platform, frowned slightly. He was still a little self-aware, and with his reputation, he categorically couldn't attract so many people.

"That guy's reputation is really loud, but it's okay, I borrowed your reputation today, just to achieve my royal ceremony. ”

On the VIP seat of Haotian Sect, Yue Chenxi and Ram Yu were all looking around, trying to find the familiar white figure, but they withdrew their gaze in disappointment every time.

Shui Lingling, who was sitting in the center, bit her lip lightly, frowning slightly: "This guy, why is he so anxious, if he doesn't come, it's really too late." ”

In several other directions, some people who were good friends with Xiao Chen looked at the high platform, and Xiao Chen's figure was nowhere to be seen, and it was difficult to hide the disappointment and worry in their eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sensation in the entire square, but it was the Emperor Wujian of the Protoss who came to congratulate the goddess Tianyouxi.

In the eyes of all people, with a confident smile on his face, Emperor Wujian came to the VIP seat of the Protoss with Tian Youxi.

Emperor Wujian will actually come, which is beyond the expectations of many people.

Glancing at the high platform and not seeing Xiao Chen's figure, Emperor Wujian was a little relieved in his heart, and came to the VIP seat belonging to the Protoss with Tian Youxi.

The time of the half-pillar incense passed, and the old man in black, who presided over the ceremony, saw that the guests were coming, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, distinguished guests, for coming from afar to watch the ceremony of the new White Tiger King of my Martial God Palace, Xiahou Jue Gongzi." ”

"Now that the auspicious time is coming, I announce that the grand ceremony of sealing the king has officially begun!"

As the words fell, the giant salute placed in the square made a loud rumbling sound.

Clusters of light shot out, burst open, turned into colorful ceilings, and fell all over the sky.

This is a man-made vision of heaven and earth, which consumes a lot of resources, and is generally multicolored smallpox. This time, for the sake of this royal ceremony, the Holy Lord of the White Emperor City did not hesitate to spend a lot of resources to make such a spectacular and gorgeous colorful ceiling.

The sky is full of flowers, and the beauty is breathtaking.

But there were many people in the audience, looking anxious, and they had no time to appreciate it.

"Who dares to break into Tianwu Square!"

Just when Xiao Baishui Lingling and the others were about to lose their minds, a sudden change occurred, and outside the square, three bursts of applause sounded.

The three extremely powerful Martial God Palace Grand Masters were overflowing with murderous aura and rose into the air, wanting to kill this person who broke into the square on the spot.

Through the petals in the sky, it was vaguely visible that it was a white figure.

The sky is full of flowers, and it is colorful.

Who is in Tianwu Square?

I don't know how bold it is to dare to make trouble here.

The loud cheers sounded, and they immediately attracted all the attention, and all the Tianjiao Junjie and the bigwigs of the sect all projected their eyes on.

The three great grandmasters of the Martial God Palace were ruthless and merciless.

Each of them performed their masterful martial arts, and the sky trembled and the light overflowed. A space was blocked, and the trembling sky flew and storms erupted.

There was a round of white tiger phantom behind him, looming, it was the Holy Beast Martial Soul, and these three people were the great masters of the White Emperor City.

"This man is going to die. ”

In the endless smallpox, the storm and the air currents obscured the faces of the future people, and only a vague outline could be seen.

Although I don't know who the person is, these three great masters of the Martial God Palace are from the Holy Land White Emperor City.

The demeanor and momentum between the shots, with all the strength of the shot, a thunderous blow is enough to kill an ordinary great master.

The age of the person who came and the momentum he showed did not look like a great master, so how could he have any way to live.

Zheng!

But just as the martial arts of the three of them were about to approach that person, a sword groan resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the bright sword light covered the scorching sun in the sky.

Night, suddenly, there was only a piece of sword light, as bright as the moon.

The night is perfect, the moon is perfect.

I only heard a bang in the air, the moonlight dissipated, and the three great grandmasters were knocked back thousands of meters.

The audience was in an uproar, one person alone against the three great masters, not only was he not defeated, but he also repelled the three of them, who was this person.

The white figure, with a slight swing, danced in clothes, and the hair flew, crossed the petals in the sky and fell towards the high platform.

"Stop him!"

Whoosh!

One after another, figures shot out from the ground, and the cultivation was at least a grandmaster-level martial saint, and there were not a few great grandmaster-level existences.

The grand ceremony of sealing the king, let an outsider blatantly break in, it is really a big joke.

Jingling, hair fluctuations, wisps of knife sound like the sound of the piano sounded, between heaven and earth, played a wonderful piano song, infinite knife intent, and the sky reverberate.

One by one, the figures that ejected up were gently shaken by the white figure.

"Xiao Chen!"

As the distance approached, the naked eye could see the face of the white figure, and many people's expressions changed slightly, and they cried out in surprise.

Passing the last great master who blocked the way, Xiao Chen fell onto the high platform, reached out and threw it, and handed the waist card to the old man beside Xiahou Jue.

is not humble or silent, and said in a flat tone: "Haotian Sect Xiao Chen, appointed to be the king, I'm sorry for being a little late." ”

The old man in black looked at the name on the waist card, his face was cloudy, he was the henchman of the Holy Lord of the White Emperor City in the Martial God Palace, otherwise he would not have been handed over to preside over this royal ceremony.

A plain sentence, but it completely confirmed Xiao Chen's identity, and the noise sounded around the square.

"It's really Xiao Chen, he's really here. ”

"Isn't it a rumor that he was seriously injured by the ten great masters of the Protoss? ”

On the VIP seat of Haotian Sect, Shui Lingling showed a soft smile on her face, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to come, as long as you live, there is hope for everything.

Xiao Bai, who was standing with Kong Yuan and Yuan Xu, had his eyes slightly narrowed, like a pair of crooked moons, and his face was full of happy smiles.

The ghost clan fell into the city, and smiled lightly, this guy finally didn't disappoint her, and he still came after all.

The Full Moon Building was popular, and the Ximen Leopard of the Ximen Family, Niu Deng, the genius of the war world, and others were slightly surprised, a little unexpected.

Thousands of killings, under many obstacles, Xiao Chen still appeared at the king ceremony and came as promised.

Some people are surprised, some people are disappointed, some people are happy, and some people are angry.

The Emperor of the Protoss is flawless, his face is gloomy, Xiao Chen appeared alive, and the whereabouts of the Great Grandmaster of the Protoss are unknown, so there is only one result.

The great masters who cast the statues of the gods all died in the hands of Xiao Chen.

On the VIP seat of the corpse clan, the personal disciple of the corpse god of the corpse god of the corpse god was killed, and said to Wei Hua, the descendant of the Immortal Fire King next to him: "This person is Xiao Chen?

In addition to the corpse god lineage, the Corpse God Temple also has four kings and emperors, each with a faction, namely the Hellfire King, the White Bone King, the Death Fire King, and the Ghost Fire King.

In the past, there was an Iron Hand King who specialized in cultivating the flesh, but the other party had already betrayed the Corpse God Temple, so he was not counted.

A trace of killing intent flashed in Wei Hua's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's him!"

Xing Jue's eyes were frivolous, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiao Chen's appearance was unexpected, which caught the old man in black off guard, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Senior, is my identity fake?"

The old man in black came back to his senses and handed the waist card to Xiao Chen: "The identity is not fake. ”

Xiao Chen asked lightly: "The king ceremony, can you start?" ”

Xiahou Jue on the side sneered: "It's so absolute, whether you can be crowned king or not is still inconclusive." At the king ceremony, the strong of the same generation can be challenged. If you are beaten half to death, there is no need for you to continue as a king. ”

Xiao Chen's eyes froze, turned his head to look at Xiahou Jue and said with a smile: "Brother Xiahou, you are so confident, it's better for the two of us, let's have a discussion first, how about being crowned king." ”

Xiahou was absolutely provoked by this, and was about to say yes, but the old man in black next to him hurriedly said: "Young master, don't be impulsive, first crown the king." ”

At the same time, the voice said: "Don't do anything with him first, someone will clean him up later." When all parties came to congratulate him, the Holy Lord had already arranged for him to make a fool of himself. ”

Xiahou snorted coldly, ignoring Xiao Chen, congratulating from all parties was a means of competing for connections.

All parties will send congratulatory gifts, and Xiahou is absolutely confident, as the White Tiger Holy Lord, no one in the Tianwu Domain dares not to give face.

Under the oppression of the Holy Lord, except for Haotian Sect, no one in the Tianwu Domain would send a congratulatory gift to Xiao Chen.

When the time comes, the endless stream of congratulators on his side will form a stark contrast with the deserted scene of the other party.

At the beginning of the king ceremony, the old man in black began to read the little feats that Xiahou had made and his voice was excited.

"Xiahou Jue, millions of military exploits, great achievements, the Martial God Palace specially awarded the title of White Tiger King, rewarded with 100 bottles of holy pills, one copy of Tian-level martial arts, one king-level secret treasure, and a set of White Tiger King armor. ”

After counting the exploits of Xiahou Jue, the old man in black began to announce the rewards given by the Martial God Palace, and all of them were worth a fortune.

The music sounded, and on both sides of the high platform, there were beautiful girls who stepped forward to put on the shining white tiger armor for Xiahou Jue.

"Liuyun Sect, Qian Yun is ordered by the sect master to congratulate Xiahou on his son's crown, and hereby send a superb spiritual vein. ”