It is like the east of the heavenly palace in the depths of the royal palace, and teams of golden armor guards line up on both sides of the road.

The three of them had already gotten out of the car, their faces were indifferent, and they walked towards the stairs in front of them with their heads held high.

There are a total of 999 golden and jade steps, and above the steps is a truly magnificent hall.

It is the place where the rise and fall of billions of living beings can be determined in one word.

There, there are a group of beings with the highest status in the Endless Land to the East.

Any person who is placed in the middle and lower dynasties can have countless people stammering, and the princes and nobles will bow to them.

The three of them climbed the stairs step by step, seemingly slow and leisurely, but they had inadvertently reached the top and officially stood in front of the main hall.

At this moment, although the door of the temple was wide open, Yingchen couldn't see the situation clearly, as if there was an illusory layer of demonic fog shrouding it.

Standing behind Yingchen's right side, Liudaoban, a pair of reincarnation eyes turned slightly, trying to see the situation clearly, but was stopped by Yingchen.

"Madara, that's rude."

After saying a word indifferently, the corners of Yingchen's mouth curled slightly, and he stepped out: "Go in with me and take a look." ”

As soon as he stepped into it, the first thing that caught Yingchen's eyes was the two Changge.

"Come, stop! Take off the crown! Two voices full of majesty were deafening.

Yingchen's face remained unchanged, and he did not move in his hands, but said sharply:

"This king is not only a courtier of the east, but also the lord of the divine fortune!"

"Divine luck will not die for a day, and this king will not lose his crown for a day!"

"Presumptuous!"

Before Yingchen's words fell, a voice came from above the main hall.

This hall is divided into three floors, and the sound should be coming from the middle floor, and Yingchen hasn't even seen each other yet.

"Take down this arrogant child! How dare I speak wildly in my east court! ”

"That's right! Where are the Golden Luan Guards? Take these three down! ”

"Shenyun has a different heart, he should be punished!"

There are not a few people in the middle layer who seem to have opinions about Yingchen, and the voices are constantly harmonizing.

Yingchen and the three of them did not have any change in their expressions from beginning to end, but listened quietly to the sound of harmony gradually stopped.

When the huh and the sound stopped completely, Yingchen stepped forward as usual.

The two guards holding Changge were like fossils, motionless, just like this, watching Yingchen walk directly past Changge.

Suddenly, a horse shot out from the middle of the main hall, and at the same time, a figure followed closely behind.

"Dare to break into the Jinluan Palace and leave your name!"

Yingchen's eyes narrowed, and he instantly sensed that the person had a powerful cultivation of the Primordial Eightfold.

With such cultivation, dealing with Yingchen who is not in the territory of Shenyun is simply handy.

But Yingchen was unmoved, and put his hands behind his back, facing the amazing training.

Seeing that Yingchen was motionless, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and his speed was three points faster, and he was about to kill Yingchen in this hall.

But when the horse reached less than a foot in front of Yingchen's body, it was like hitting an indestructible rock, and it exploded in an instant.

The man's face also changed in an instant, and he tried his best to withdraw the attack.

However, it was too late, and he slammed into it with a face full of horror.

"Bang!"

Hearing a loud noise, the man immediately fell at Yingchen's feet, and there was not a trace of injury on his body, but he was no longer moving.

In the light of the clouds and the light wind, a terrifying powerhouse of the Eight Heavens of the Yuan God fell at the feet of Yingchen like this, and the Jinluan Hall immediately fell silent.

At this time, a majestic and flat voice came from the top of the hall: "Yingchen, come up." ”

Hearing this, Yingchen stepped over the waste man in front of him and strolled towards the top of the main hall.

When Yingchen walked past the middle floor, a well-dressed and noble Donglin nobleman looked at him with a blue face.

But they didn't dare say anything more.

Just now, Yingchen forcibly broke into the hall, and the person above didn't speak, and this matter was no longer something they could talk about.

Besides, this son is ruthless, and he dares to do it here, and the ghost knows if he will retaliate in private.

As soon as he stepped into the top floor, Yingchen saw that there were only a dozen people in front of him.

In the middle of the dragon seat sat a gray-haired old man with the aura of the overlord of heaven and earth, and the old man looked at Yingchen with a majestic face.

On either side sat five middle-aged men.

These ten people look very strong and kingly.

Especially the two closest to the gray-haired old man, there is a faint true dragon qi coming out of his body, and at first glance they are the ones who are expected to compete for the throne.

"Divine fortune Yingchen, see Your Majesty." Yingchen bowed to the person in the middle with a serious face.

Now the other party is still his boss in name, if he marries Feng Ling, then the other party can be regarded as Yingchen's grandfather, so this gift is not a loss.

"No courtesy."

"Yingchen, dare to come to my east city, you are a little bold."

"None of those ambitious lords of the dynasty dared to come to see me."

The gray-haired old man had a look of approval on his face.

What he said was true, I thought that the two kings of the Daqi Dynasty never dared to come to Donglincheng.

"Hehe, if you don't even have this bit of guts, how can you talk about marrying Princess Fengling?" Yingchen was slightly humble.

As soon as Feng Ling was mentioned, the look of approval on the gray-haired old man's face immediately disappeared, and he said with some anger:

"That's the agreement between the white-eyed old man and you, but I didn't say it myself."

Yingchen immediately frowned, this old guy won't regret it.

"However, I can give you a chance, if you can win the Donglin Competition, Feng Ling will be worthy of you."

The gray-haired old man threw out another opportunity after rejecting Yingchen.

But this opportunity is a little difficult for Yingchen.

In addition to the divine luck, he is barely entering the Vientiane Sevenfold now.

This is already the result of constantly using pills to dissolve vitality, otherwise it would not be possible to make such rapid progress.

But this point of cultivation is really not enough to see in the east of this Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Hearing this, the man sitting on the left side of the old man, who was somewhat similar to Feng Ling, narrowed his eyes slightly, and shook his head slightly with a slight smile.

The man on the right, on the other hand, showed a hint of disdain.

Although they couldn't see Yingchen's cultivation, they didn't have to think about it to know that his cultivation must be very low, and in the information they learned, Yingchen confronted Bai Mei by relying on the mysterious and abnormal power of national fortune.

After thinking about it for a while, Yingchen suddenly thought about it and said:

"Your Majesty, the dust comes out from below, and it is not as proud as you, and your cultivation is far inferior to many heavenly prides in the east, only Vientiane Sevenfold."

"However, the dust is willing to fight all the powerhouses below the primordial god, as long as someone can survive the three moves in the hands of the dust! Chen immediately admitted defeat and gave up marrying Princess Fengling. ”

"In addition..."The corners of Yingchen's mouth turned up slightly, and he looked at the people on both sides of the gray-haired old man: "If anyone thinks it's inappropriate, there is one person in this king, and he can fight any strong person in the east!" ”

Yingchen's words echoed in everyone's ears and could not be dispersed for a long time.

"Rampant! A mere person from the lower dynasty can fight any strong person in the east!? ”

The person on Yingchen's left immediately couldn't help it and scolded sharply.

And Yingchen also turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "If you don't believe it, you can make a move, Madara can't kill you with one move, and this king will lose." ”

As soon as Yingchen's words fell, the six tin rods in Liudaoban's hand gently slammed the ground and turned his head to look at the man.