Half a day, soon passed, everyone's hearts gradually began to press, the palace of the king will be opened at any time, which means that a long time will face endless fighting.

The road to the journey is getting closer.

Squeak!

An echo seemed to wake up the heavens and the earth.

The entire Fengwang Palace was completely cool, and among the golden mangs, a strong foundation emanated.

"Open ......"

"It's on!"

"Finally ......"

“……”

There is excitement, there is fanaticism, there is admiration, there is sigh......

More than 3,000 Tianjiao stood up one after another, staring at the door of the main hall, and with the slowly opening of the hall door, their mood became nervous.

But everyone just stared at the temple gate, and no one acted rashly.

But whoever can come to this point from the competition of mountains and rivers, everyone's strength should not be underestimated, so they are very cautious, after all, in the palace of the king, only a hundred kings are sealed, and the rest of them will be eliminated, and they will all become the stepping stones of the hundred kings.

It's brutal, it's violent.

No one wants to be a stepping stone for others.

As for the rules of the palace of the king, they are very simple and more straightforward.

At the beginning of entering, everyone has two chances to fight for a hundred thrones. But if there are two chances, if there is no victory, he will be directly expelled by the palace of the king and eliminated directly.

But as cruel as it is, there is an opportunity, that is, the first person to ascend the throne will mean that you can get an additional chance to fail, but the opportunity is also accompanied by a crisis, and the first person to ascend to the throne means that you will become the target of the public.

Therefore, although the door of the palace of the king has been opened, everyone is watching, and no one makes rash moves.

"You people, it's really, calculating and calculating, it's not fun at all." Yang Zhen stepped forward and climbed the steps.

"Yang Zhen ......" Yang Ning wanted to stop it, but he also understood that Yang Zhen had his own style of acting, which was not the embodiment of Yang Zhen's nature.

Perhaps it is this character that Yang Zhen is Yang Zhen and a qualified Canglan hegemon.

"Don't worry, I'll call you for the front station." Yang Zhen smiled, his tall body seemed to be able to hold up a piece of heaven and earth, and his steps slowly went up, slowly approaching the main hall.

The Fengwang Palace, which has been sealed for many years, is spotless, except for that ancient atmosphere, there is nothing special.

Rumble......

The sound of drums echoed, as if in some grand ritual, lingering in the square.

"This is the sound of the king's drums, right?"

"King Drum?"

"It is rumored that every time the palace is opened, there will be this kind of drum, which seems to be playing an ancient war song to accompany the opening of the palace of the king."

"Sealing the king's palace and sealing the king's battle, it really needs such a drum sound to complement each other."

Yang Ning was also attracted by the sound of drums, and seemed to see countless seniors fighting bloodily, just for a triumphant return.

Yang Zhen was already approaching the palace gate.

"No, I'll go ...... too" A figure chased after him. Qin Ningyi was not worried about Yang Zhen entering alone after all.

Yu Bing's face was slightly complicated, although there was already a husband and wife between himself and Yang Zhen, but what was his cultivation for, didn't he just want to be like his father and become a real king powerhouse.

"Maybe, I should know how?" In just a few moments, Yu Bing seemed to see a lot of things, and a pale red halo gradually appeared on the surface of the divine body.

Yang Ning was a little surprised, he didn't expect that at such a juncture, Yu Bing could actually make his divine body go to the next level, and she was indeed worthy of being the pride of the sky.

Yang Pi slowly approached, cooperating with Yang Ning to buy time for Yu Bing.

At this moment, the strength can be improved, which is undoubtedly a good thing. Only by being stronger can we stand out among so many Tianjiao.

"I'll go too." As Yang Zhen and Qin Ningyi's bodies gradually disappeared, someone finally couldn't bear it, after all, they ascended to the throne first. There will be a head start.

"Fengwang Palace, there will be the name of my new field." Xinye turned into a white tiger, let out a long roar, and shot straight at the temple gate.

"Lingling ......" Zi Jin Ling echoed, but at this moment, An Lian Ye was already shocked by this scene, shook Zi Jin Ling, and began to run towards the door of the Fengwang Palace.

"You? Stop it. Yu Bing actually stood up.

Between He An Lian Ye and Fan Jia, Yu Bing has an indescribable deep hatred.

"Is that you?" An immediately recognized Yu Bing overnight.

"What? Surprised? The disease-free eyes gradually changed, cold and terrifying.

"Accidents? Not really, but ......" An Lianye's voice was elongated, looking at Yu Bing, as if the delicate beauty was his.

"But what?" Yu Bing couldn't calm down, because it was the person in front of him who made him lose his body and let himself lose the woman's Yuan Yin.

"You must have been very cool at the time...... "bell" The Zijin Ling in An Lianye's hand rang the "bell". At the same time, he was often in the power of lust and his own evil skills, and wanted to get through it safely, except for having sex with men. There is no other way, otherwise you can only be desired. He burned himself in the fire, and finally died in adultery.

Hearing this, Yu Bing's pretty face immediately changed color.

"Haha......" An laughed overnight, hiding the anger in his heart, he and Chang Fang Fan Jia joined forces, so that they finally managed to cure the Yuyin Divine Body, but they didn't think that another divine body appeared, which made the three of them almost hate, and because of this, the three of them were seriously injured. It is impossible not to take revenge for such revenge.

The spirit that Yu Bing had just condensed actually began to dissipate little by little as the laughter came.

"Not good." Yang Ning found out that something was wrong, and his spirit dissipated, this was not a joke.

"What's wrong? Yang Ning? Yang Pi was taken aback.

"Someone framed Yu Bing......" Yang Ning said, the killing sword was already in his hand, and then shot straight at An overnight.

"It's despicable." Yang Ning scolded angrily.

"I dare to frame my Yang Pi's younger brother and sister, I'm tired of it......" Chongjun knife carried Wan Jun's strength and slashed down obliquely.

"What's going on?"

"Why is it so good, and suddenly there is a fight?"

"Could it be that the palace of the king is going to be carried out here?"

"Give me death." Yang Ning was very angry, why did his brother rest assured that Qin Ningyi and Yubing would stay here, wasn't it because of himself and Yang Pi? What if Yu Bing has anything to do in case of that? What can I say about the past?

"Die!" Yang Pi's knife is even more powerful, as a big brother, there is absolutely no need to lose when guarding his brother's wife.

In an instant, the entire huge square was illuminated by a sword and a sword, and Zijin Ling hurriedly rose around An overnight, and was also forced to retreat dozens of feet by the sword light and sword shadow.

"How daring!" Fan Jia killed, and between him and An overnight, although they were not in the same door, they were in the same way.

"And a helper?" Yang Ning then slashed out with a sword. There was no intention of letting Ann go overnight.

Although I don't know what happened between the two, I dare to bully my brother's family, even if it is the king of heaven.

"Enough......" Yu Bing was surprised, and the spirit around her gathered again, and it was even more intense than just now, and it had reached pure red.

Divine bodies are all unique, each divine body has its own special characteristics, and Yang Ning never imagined that Yu Bing would be able to transform in a short period of time and enter the Dacheng of the Jade Yin Divine Body.

"Brother Pizi, Yang Ning, let's go in." Yu Bing's voice was full of indifference, and she seemed to be very disgusted with An Lianye and Fan Jia, and even didn't want to see them.

"Okay." Yang Ning nodded, his gaze falling on An Lianye's figure.

"Let's go." Yang Ning opened the way with a sword and went straight to the gate of the palace of the king.

"You say, what is this Yang Ning's strength?" In the crowd, there were voices of doubt.

"Shhhh

"Bai Xiaosheng?"

"Qingzhen?" The two thought of the two of them at the same time, and only these two people knew Yang Ning's ranking above Bai Xiaosheng's ranking.

However, Qing Zhen or Bai Xiaosheng, which one is the one who is easy to mess with? Neither.

"Why don't we ask?"

"Where is Bai Xiaosheng?"

"Let's buy it."

For a while, Bai Xiaosheng was completely eye-catching.

After all, this is the palace of the king, although no one can prove the accuracy of this ranking made by Bai Xiaosheng, but to a certain extent, it is still a reference.

"Haha, brother, have a vision......" Bai Xiaosheng said Cao Cao Cao arrived, and in the blink of an eye, a white shadow fell.

"Ten holy crystals, Tong Su is not deceived."

Signature white-walled ink pen in hand.

"Here you go, ten Saint Crystals, I want to know my ranking." That Tianjiao directly handed over ten holy crystals.

"You? Let me see. Bai Xiaosheng quickly turned to this person's name.

"Iron Mist, you rank one thousand and two hundred with me, no more, no less, exactly one thousand two hundred."

"Brother Tie, that's good, you can rank so high." The man next to him took out ten holy crystals, handed them to Bai Xiaosheng, and said, "What is my ranking." ”

"Yan Kuan, you are a little lower, ranking one thousand five hundred and eighty-three." Bai Xiaosheng directly said Yan Kuan's name and ranking.

Yan Kuan was slightly stunned, is it so fast? Thinking of the situation when Qing Zhen asked Yang Ning about his ranking, he couldn't help but feel a little fake.

"Anything else to ask?" Bai Xiaosheng is now a hot item, especially when the battle for the king is about to begin, and the way to make a fortune is very worth looking forward to.

"Bai Xiaosheng, I want to know ......" Tie Wu was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yan Kuan.

"We can do it, you're busy." Yan Kuan directly blocked what Iron Mist wanted to ask in his mouth.

"Since I didn't ask, then I'll go first, I've been very busy lately, my thin legs - busy life......" Bai Xiaosheng was happy, everyone's focus was on the Fengwang Palace, but he was different, his only interest was to earn Saint Crystal. As he spoke, he turned into a white shadow and disappeared in front of the two.

"Brother Yan, you are ......"

"Brother Tie, I don't know if you noticed, just now the two of us didn't even say their names, Bai Xiaosheng was able to find your and my rankings, but do you remember when Qing Zhen asked Yang Ning at that time?"

"You mean ...... at that time" Tie Wu recalled the scene at that time, Bai Xiaosheng had been looking for a long time at that time, and then he turned out Yang Ning's name.

"Yes, I doubt it, this Yang Ning is ......"

"Shh Yan Kuan knows a truth, that is, disaster comes from the mouth.

"Thou shalt not speak, thou shalt not speak." Yan Kuan nodded and landed his gaze in the distance, where Qing Zhen and Xiang Zhen seemed to be paying attention to the Fengwang Palace and did not notice it.

"Let's go, let's go in too. If it's too late, we won't have a chance. ”

"Indeed, two chances, if you can't succeed in ascending to the throne, you will directly lose the opportunity, which is very cruel."

The two of them headed towards the main hall.

In the main hall, there are no other ornaments, only a hundred thrones, but the hundred thrones are not crowded at all, and even the vast space seems to make the entire hall empty.

Hundreds of thrones, 100 zhang of space, more than 3,000 people did not feel crowded at all.

And on the throne at the front, Yang Zhen alone stood out from the crowd, and he did not have the consciousness of becoming a thorn in everyone's eyes at all.

In the world, the golden glow reflects the hall, and the domineering of the canglan hegemon is unique.

And on the throne below the side, Qin Ning stood side by side.

"What a Yang Zhen, this is really a talented woman." Daxia said teasingly.

The voice echoed, and many people's eyes were fixed on the two.

"The throne here belongs to me." Xinye's momentum soared to the sky and directly occupied the seat.

"Just you?" In the main hall, a voice sounded, full of contempt, to compete with Xinye for the throne here.

"Let's fight!" On Xinye's body, the phantom of the white tiger rose. The fighting spirit is high, and the tiger roars.

In the battle of the king, no one is a mediocre talent.