Chapter 411: Immortal Crown

On the edge of the ancient battlefield, one deep gaze after another was quietly staring at the center of the battlefield.

The five ancient saints, as if they were one with heaven and earth, are small and unreal, like five eternal gods, releasing a majestic and atmospheric holy might, standing there.

The Holy Lord of Tianxuan, the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion, the Holy Lord of Vientiane, the Imperial Lords of several dynasties, and the Demon King of the Demon Clan stood on the other side, with a majestic momentum and a compelling divine light, which made people can't help but be in awe.

And most of the rest are the sect masters of some sects, or monks who can't enter because they don't meet the qualification requirements, they are either in twos and threes, or independent of the void, paying close attention to the battlefield they are heading to.

The Supreme Treasure was born, the Holy Spirit's resentment was removed, all the ancient lines collapsed, and the monks walked unhindered, and soon crossed most of the distance.

But at the same time, the battle between different monks is not fierce, and many monks are not here for the treasure at all, but to show their strength, attract the attention of the Holy Land, and keep shooting.

And powerful monks such as Nan Yiyi, Hu Xin, Yang Zhen, Qing Ming, Jin Peng, and Vientiane Holy Son fought together in turn, and the divine light filled the sky, becoming the most eye-catching focus in the battlefield.

They were very measured, and instead of attacking ordinary monks, they each picked a strong opponent.

In a sense, the dragon pattern black gold was precious, but the battle itself had a more far-reaching impact, not only affecting their Dao hearts, but also the most direct response to the question raised by the Heavenly Xuan Holy Lord.

Who is the king in the world!

"Ang"

In the battlefield, someone made another move, the dragon chant shook the sky, and the Qingjiao Sage suddenly showed a different color, but the person who shot was not Qing Ming, but a girl from the human race.

I saw that her black hair was like a cloud, and she was tied up high by a nine-phoenix blue gold hairpin, showing grace and luxury, with curved eyebrows, crystal lips and teeth, white skin and snow, and a graceful and slender figure, which perfectly interpreted what is the appearance of a country and a city.

"It's Princess Li Lu of the Jiuli Ancient Dynasty in Zhongzhou, she is actually so powerful!" Some monks recognized the girl's identity, and there was no hiding admiration in their eyes.

Princess Li Lu's exercises are extremely peculiar, outlining all things in heaven and earth with a brush, painting and endowing the gods, not so much in battle, but in completing a beautiful picture.

At this moment, there are several demon cultivators distributed in front and behind her, forming a circle of encirclement, but Princess Li Lu's eyes are full of spiritual light, and she directly painted a dragon with teeth and claws in the void, and then painted a colorful phoenix full of gods.

"The immortal has been destroyed, is the Jiuli Ancient Dynasty going to produce another female saint king who will amaze the world?" Many of the monks showed different colors, and were deeply attracted by the figure.

"Hmph." Princess Li Lu smiled skillfully, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, showing playfulness, and there was no tension of a big war, but full of calmness and confidence.

The Dao pen in her hand, intertwined with different colors of divine light, carved a series of colorful divine patterns in the void, and then with a big stroke of the pen, all the divine patterns flew out, and everyone immediately felt that they were in a landscape painting, doubly surprised.

"Xiaodao, watch me break it!" Not far away, Qing Ming let out a long roar, and the immeasurable ocean behind him emerged, impacting on the landscape painting scroll, making an earth-shattering explosion, and the heavens and the earth suddenly shook.

At this time, the monks were no more than a few miles away from the dragon-patterned black gold, and for them, if they flew with all their might, they only needed to count the time.

But now, almost every monk is entangled by their opponents, unable to easily get out, and everyone fights and advances, constantly shortening the distance between them and the Arcana.

The divine light is all over the sky, the colorful glow is flying, and the various colors are intertwined vertically and horizontally, and the whole ancient battlefield is gorgeous.

"Wonderful, wonderful! This group of juniors is really beyond my expectations! The Vientiane Holy Lord laughed, and the other two Holy Lords, although they had always been unsmiling, also nodded slightly at this time, expressing their approval.

"Whoever falls into the hands of the treasure flower, I'm afraid who will be the first person of the younger generation, quack." The Black Crow Sage also nodded, and let out a crow-like laugh, which made people a little mad.

It looked nonchalantly in the direction of the dragon's black gold, smiling and shaking its head slightly.

But suddenly, its smile froze, and a few puzzled looks appeared on its face, and it blinked its dark eyes, and looked more carefully, as if to make sure that it was not mistaken.

The other four Ancient Saints keenly noticed the changes in the Black Crow Sage, and they all frowned when they followed its gaze.

In their eyes, in the direction where the dragon pattern black gold was, there seemed to be an extremely illusory figure, slender and slender, sitting in the void, constantly absorbing the essence in it, as if it was refining something.

Dragon pattern black gold, was taken first?

But why, instead of taking it away immediately, sat down on the spot?

Even though it was a few ancient saints, they thought about it and didn't come up with a reason, but they were extremely curious about which sect's disciples, whose body was so ingenious and fast, that they could come to the dragon pattern black gold unnoticed.

At the black gold place of the dragon pattern, Ye Nanpan sat in the void, a pair of eyes like water, a black dragon swimming, the dragon qi was dense, releasing the invincible qi of the world.

As soon as the battle broke out, she disappeared into the void, and then with the speed of the world, she came to the front of the dragon-patterned black gold in the blink of an eye, without alarming anyone.

In the face of such a piece of immortal gold that once carried the emperor's Dao marks, the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill once again showed its terrifying side against the sky, and even the essence of this piece of immortal gold was partially refined and absorbed.

At this moment, Ye Nan was very sure that he could break through that layer of boundaries at any time and successfully promote to a powerhouse in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm!

The dragon pattern black gold, only the part about the size of a fist has lost its luster and is a little dull, and the rest of the part is still enough to create an immortal holy relic that will last forever.

Ye Nan had already noticed the gazes of several saints, but she was unmoved, what she really cared about was the two ancient saints hidden in the dark.

Compared to the monks whose cultivation was lower than her own, she was actually looking forward to the two ancient saints making a move on her, and the immortal light was shining in her beautiful eyes.

Can the origin of the two saints allow themselves to enter the second or even third transformation of the dragon? Ye Nan's heart fluctuated.

"Wow!"

Jin Peng raised his head to the sky and let out a terrible cry, stretching out a pair of golden divine feathers from his back, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire battlefield.

However, the Holy Son of Vientiane, who fought with him, followed suit, and the world was moving, endlessly, fluctuating and terrifying, and he slapped him again.

On the other side, Hu Xin and Nan Yiyi followed, one of them was charming, and the other was like a goddess descending to earth, and all kinds of laws were blurred and intertwined, so that many monks' eyes were straight.

Qing Ming, Li Lu, Yang Zhen, and a little-known strange monk were also not to be outdone, each of them drove a long rainbow, extremely fast, and while fighting, they looked in the direction of the dragon pattern black gold.

The rest of the monks did not give up and continued to fight together, but mainly to learn from each other and show Taoism, each exerting their magical powers, in order to be favored by the Holy Land.

"Dragon pattern black gold will be the first step in my enlightenment!" Jinpeng is extremely fast, he has the speed of Tianpeng, the advantage is obvious, he grabbed the dragon pattern black gold, and his bright eyes showed an excited light.

"We must not let the demon clan take the lead in obtaining the dragon pattern black gold!" Seeing this, Yang Zhen and Nan Yiyi gritted their teeth lightly, and they didn't know what forbidden secret method they had cast, the starlight was steaming, and their speed increased suddenly.

"Huh?" But at this moment, Jin Peng's expression froze slightly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Nan Yiyi, Qing Ming, Li Lu and others, their eyes also showed surprise, and the palm of their palms was uncertain, and they did not continue to shoot.

In front of them, the dragon pattern black gold slowly shrank, and then floated and sank in a palm as white as mutton fat jade, a girl gradually manifested in the void, with a great avenue treasure vase on her head, holding the dragon pattern black gold in her hand, overlooking everyone.

Her eyes are like water, the waves are not alarmed, the white clothes are better than the snow, the dust is not clean, the fairy posture is slender, the legacy is independent, the black hair is like a waterfall, the roots are crystal clear, and the whole person is shrouded in a white fairy light, like a fairy in the dust, so that everything in the world is eclipsed.

However, in the face that should have suffocated the world, there was a rough bronze mask, which seemed to cry instead of crying, as if laughing instead of laughing, there seemed to be tears in the smile, and there was sadness in the brightness, and no one could understand its meaning.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are silent, time seems to have become eternal, and many people even forget to breathe.

Jin Peng was stunned for a moment, then he was furious, and roared, "Bring it!" ”

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