Chapter 290: The Battle for the Emperor Begins

As Xu Qianqiu walked out of the room.

A cold domineering aura also spread.

In the blink of an eye, it covers the entire Ten Thousand Worlds Tower.

Jue Ming, Hu Xuefeng felt a little numb in their scalps, they were also emperors, but at this moment, they felt a trace of fear in front of Xu Qianqiu.

"What a strong breath ......"

"In the past few years, I have improved a lot of little monk, but why is there still such a fear in front of him?"

Jue Ming's eyes changed.

It's not just Jueming, Hu Xuefeng.

Xu Qianqiu's aura also alarmed the other monks in the Ten Thousand Realms Tower.

Many people walked out of the room one by one.

They looked at Xu Qianqiu, and their eyes couldn't help but flicker.

"This kind of breath, this person is not simple."

"Who is this person? Why haven't you seen him in the battle for the emperor before, is it the emperor who has risen in recent years? ”

"That's Jueming, Hu Xuefeng."

"Did they have a conflict with this man?"

There was a lot of talking.

Among these people who were alarmed, there were many people in the emperor list, and they were all curious when they looked at Xu Qianqiu at this moment.

"The Great Age of Genes"

"Master."

After Daji's daughters saw Xu Qianqiu coming out of the customs, they greeted him.

Hu Xuefeng calmed down and looked at Xu Qianqiu coldly, "Being the master of the divine beast in vain, do you know what the consequences will be?" ”

"Then do you know the consequences of the fox clan annoying me?"

Xu Qianqiu said lightly.

The aura on his body climbed, crushing out like a sacred mountain.

Under the pressure of this breath.

Hu Xuefeng couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"You, presumptuous!"

Hu Xuefeng's demonic aura erupted, forcibly resisting Xu Qianqiu's aura oppression.

Then, he stepped forward and attacked.

Airplanes!

But at this time.

The void shuddered slightly.

A circle of golden ripples spread out, and Hu Xuefeng's demonic qi collapsed on the spot under the impact of this force, and the whole person couldn't help but be shocked back.

Everyone looked towards the source of the golden ripples.

I saw a man in a golden robe walking out slowly.

The man was richly dressed and wore a jade crown on his head.

A jade belt is wrapped around his waist, which is inlaid with brilliant gemstones.

Every move is carried with an air of wealth.

"This is Wanjie Tower, no one is allowed to make trouble here, Hu Xuefeng, please stop." The man smiled faintly.

"Who are you?"

Hu Xuefeng looked at the visitor in disbelief.

"The owner of the Wanjie Building, Lou Yu."

The Wanjie Chamber of Commerce and the Tianji Pavilion are the two most mysterious forces in the Wanjie Battlefield, and the Wanjie Building is the industry under the name of the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce.

Lou Yu's identity surprised everyone.

I didn't expect the owner of the Ten Thousand Worlds Building to be such a young monk.

"Hmph, I'll give Wanjielou a face today."

Hu Xuefeng snorted lightly and restrained his breath.

"You should be grateful to Wanjielou, otherwise, you would be a dead fox by now." Xu Qianqiu's voice sounded slowly.

"You ......"

Hu Xuefeng's face sank, and he took a deep breath, "I hope that when the battle of the emperor is called, your strength will be the same as your tone."

"The little monk is also looking forward to fighting your Excellency again."

Jue Ming clasped his hands together and said lightly.

The two then left.

And when the people saw that there was no fighting, they all dispersed.

Lou Yu came to Xu Qianqiu and said with a faint smile: "I heard that there is a distinguished guest holding a pass in the Wanjie Building, and the owner of this building has lost his welcome." ”

"The landlord is polite."

"I wonder if you can have a drink or two of your face?"

"Then it's disrespectful."

Xu Qianqiu smiled faintly.

After three rounds of drinking.

Lou Yu mentioned this battle to claim the emperor, "Jueming, Hu Xuefeng is just a monk who is outside the twenty on the emperor list, in front of Brother Xu, it should not be worth mentioning, Brother Xu should pay attention to the top ten on the emperor list." ”

"To be on the emperor's list, they are all monks who have good means, how does Brother Lou know that in the eyes of the emperor, except for the top ten on the emperor's list, the rest of the people are not worth mentioning?" Xu Qianqiu smiled playfully.

"Oh, intuition." Lou Yu smiled faintly.

"I don't know who are the top ten on the emperor list?"

Xu Qianqiu asked again.

"The first and second on the last Emperor's List have been promoted to the Supreme and will not participate in this battle, the most noteworthy is the third on the Emperor's List, the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, Ao Lingcang! This person's strength can kill the supreme ......"

"In addition, there is also the fourth emperor on the list, Qin Wushuang, the seventh prince of the Panwu God Dynasty, and the fifth Tianchi Holy Land Holy Maiden Xue Bustained......"

Lou Yu will be called the top ten monks on the emperor's list.

Finally, he added, "In addition to the top ten on the emperor list, there are several dark horses that are also worth noting in this battle for the emperor, such as the Taiyin Holy Land Holy Son Yin Twelve, the Black Moon Holy Son, and the Peony Fairy of the Flower Clan......"

Xu Qianqiu listened, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that this battle for the emperor will be very interesting.

…………

Another two days passed.

Just today.

In the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, a brilliant divine light rose into the sky and poured into the heavenly firmament, and in the rolling clouds, a huge whirlpool emerged.

This whirlpool.

Connecting the world.

And there, is the battlefield of the battle of the emperor.

"The battle for the emperor, begin!"

"In this battle for the emperor, the rules are the same as before, enter the battle of the emperor, you can play at will and play as much as you want......"

The arrangement of the emperor list is very simple and crude.

Throw all the emperors into a world, and there are all kinds of treasures in that world, and the emperors will naturally fight for the treasures, and in this process, the Tianji Pavilion will evaluate everyone's combat power.

Then a new list of emperors is arranged.

With the beginning of the battle for the emperor.

One by one, figures rose into the sky and rushed towards the whirlpool in the sky.

Rumble!

Rolling demonic aura swept out.

Everywhere I went, there was a lot of snow.

Hu Xuefeng rushed into the emperor battle realm with great momentum.

A burst of Buddha's light manifested.

The Buddha Jueming, sitting on a lotus throne, also entered.

One by one, they are called emperors, such as the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their means.

Before the war began, it was necessary to take the first place.

"Haha, I hope that this time the battle of the emperor, someone can make me happy!" With a long roar, thousands of sword qi rushed into the sky.

The sword air swirled, paving a road to heaven.

A figure rushed out.

It is the third on the emperor list.

His aura was very strong, his sword intent was permeating, and the terrifying sword pressure made many people feel like their bodies were about to be torn apart.

"Ao Lingcang, you won't be disappointed."

An indifferent voice rang out.

A golden carriage swept by, and in the carriage, a man in a brocade robe walked out, gestured and extravagant.

is different from Lou Yu's wealth.

This man's nobility is an innate pride.

It is a kind of nobility that is born high.

"The fourth on the emperor list, the seventh prince of the Panwu God Dynasty, Qin Wushuang."

Someone recognized the person and exclaimed.

The foundation of the Panwu Divine Dynasty is very strong, much stronger than the ordinary saint-level forces, and it is one of the strongest forces on the surface of the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield.

"Haha, Ao Lingcang, I have wanted to fight with you for a long time!"

A loud laugh rang out.

A burst of black air covered the sky and rolled in.

And among them, a man who was shrouded in a gloomy aura and extremely handsome in appearance walked slowly, but it was the Taiyin Holy Son Yin Twelve.