When people panicked, the imperial palace of the White Emperor City sounded the sound of silk and bamboo, melodious and pleasant, and the scattered people's hearts were no longer afraid of the giant boat above their heads, and people suddenly remembered that the White Emperor City did not know how many years it had existed, standing on the opposite side of the Million Demon Mountain, how could it be a magic weapon that could shake it.

Immediately afterwards, a seven-colored rainbow rose from the Imperial Palace Square, turned into a rainbow bridge, and landed on the deck of the Jade Boat, and at the same time, a voice that was neither arrogant nor humble sounded in the air: "Ouyang Ye, the head of the guard of the Yulin Army of the White Emperor Palace, greets the disciples of the true lineage of the major sects, and invites the Divine Mountain Nine Vein Instrument Sect to slowly descend and stop the mountain boat, so as not to float the hearts of the people in the White Emperor City!"

A fluttering young man and girl stepped down the Hongqiao, nearly a hundred people, standing in the imperial palace square in twos and threes, seemingly divided into more than a dozen small camps, whispering and laughing with each other, but from time to time looking at the majestic and atmospheric White Emperor palace group in front of them, it seemed to be a little surprised, a little envious.

"I heard that Emperor Bai doesn't love the country and loves beauties, there are countless beauties in the harem, and there are seventy-two concubines who are most favored by him, but unfortunately the concubines are not cultivated, and there are pink skeletons, and now there are only a dozen concubines left. A long-haired boy muttered quietly.

"It is said that cultivation should be pure-hearted and have few desires, why is this White Emperor indulging in lust, glory and wealth to the extreme in the world, but still the pinnacle of peerless power, Liao Wen, you are the brother among us who has the most experience in cultivation, do you know why?" asked the thin-looking young man next to the long-haired young man a little confused.

The long-haired boy Liao Wen frowned slightly, was silent, and finally set his eyes on a girl in red.

"Du Ping, let me explain it to you, there is no other reason, but the inheritance is very different. Legend has it that the White Emperor is the oldest lineage of the inheritance of the ancient imperial gate, this ancient imperial gate only passed on nine people, all of them are the supreme, known as the ninety-nine supreme, if the ninety-nine to one, can give birth to a supreme king of the king, invincible, but in ancient times there were nine emperors, but now only five have its inheritance, that is, today's one green, two white, three yellow, four red and five purple, lost the four emperors, even though the purple gas came from the east, so that the purple emperor was the ninety-five supreme, but there was no glory in the ancient times. The girl in red smiled slightly and explained the reason.

"The purple kite is worthy of being a disciple from the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb, and it is also a lineage of antiquity, and it can be said that he knows everything about the secrets of those distant eras!"

"The ancient emperor's family is an ancient lineage, and the inheritance of Sister Purple Kite is an ancient lineage, or is there a difference, and it is really a bit unbelievable to evaluate the five emperors of today's human race great supernatural powers with a younger generation. Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, full of disdain and provocation.

Liao Wen, Du Ping and Purple Kite didn't need to look back to know that the person who made the sarcastic remarks was Xu Fan, the young master of the mountain boat.

The Broken Mountain Boat is the treasure of the Nine Veins Instrument Sect of the Divine Mountain, but as long as it is a magic weapon, it must belong to a certain cultivator, and this young man who confronted the Purple Kite and the other three and sneered is the disciple of the Mantle of the Nine Veins Instrument Sect of the Divine Mountain, and there is also his mark in the soul of this Broken Mountain Boat, and the sect master of the Instrument Sect is not there, he Xu Fan can completely control the Broken Mountain Boat, and his combat power is extremely strong.

As the young master of the Broken Mountain Boat, Xu Fan, a disciple with a mantle, naturally felt that he was a cut above the true disciples of other sects, and if there was no one around, it was a pity that many people did not sell his account, and even regarded him as a boatman carrying passengers, such as the three in front of him.

Especially the red-clothed girl Purple Kite, with two young friends by her side, forced Xu Fan to eat a closed door soup, embarrassing herself on her broken mountain boat, which is unbearable.

If it weren't for a few elders here, Xu Fan would be eager to directly suppress these three guys with the formation on the mountain boat, as for the purple kite, it depends on the mood whether it is good or lingering.

"Some self-proclaimed suave young masters, always ghostly, obviously rejected by the purple kite again and again, but still dead face to come up, someone's Taoism does not know the level, but this bronze wall and iron wall cheeky magic, that is already invincible in the world, let me be admired. Liao Wen looked sarcastic and sarcastic in a cold voice.

"Liao Wen, you dare to insult me like this, believe it or not, I let the broken mountain boat directly crush you into a ball of flesh!" Xu Fan's eyes were on fire, and he shouted sharply.

"Fox fake tiger might, don't say that you can't control the huge magic weapon of the mountain boat with so little mana, even if we stand still and let you crush you, we don't dare, what kind of place is the White Emperor City? Du Ping said with help on the side.

Xu Fan's face turned blue, and he was about to sneer at him, but was interrupted by a loud voice.

"Everyone, the reception banquet has been set up, please follow me into the palace for the banquet!" In the distance, on the white jade steps, Ouyang Ye, the head of the Yulin Army's guard, waved slightly at the sect disciples below, and then said loudly.

"Let's go, go to the banquet, see what the White Emperor will entertain me, rare and exotic fruits should be indispensable, maybe each person will have a meeting gift, a treasure of heaven and earth or a magic weapon." Purple Kite didn't plan to take care of Xu Fan at all, and pulled the two friends and prepared to leave.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm the young master of the broken mountain boat, I've traveled thousands of miles to this White Emperor City, and the selection of war slaves is the first priority, you can be careful then, don't be killed by my war slaves in a fair competition. Xu Fan laughed wildly, walked quickly past the purple kite and the other three, and walked away.

Purple Kite and the other three almost unanimously let out a sneer, obviously not caring about the order of selecting war slaves, as for the war slaves being killed, it was a big deal to change the war slaves before going out.

The hundred True Transmission disciples walked away, went up the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps of the white jade stairs, and went straight to the White Emperor Palace, but they stopped and turned around at the same time, because the sound of wind and thunder in the sky was loud, and a sword roared, like a dragon's roar, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, Ye Xuan in the cannon fodder barracks also sensed it, and there was a strange numbness all over his body, especially on his back, which seemed to be intimidated by the sword, and he couldn't help but glance at the sky above the White Emperor City, and vaguely seemed to see a sword light falling from the sky, and then disappearing.

"Little guy, why do you tremble all over, like a frog encountering a snake, and react when you encounter a natural enemy?" the old demon blood pupil couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, I don't know, I suddenly shuddered just now, maybe it's because the cultivation is too hard, the natural body reacts. Ye Xuan said with a wry smile.

Ye Xuan never dreamed that the girl who was the incarnation of the fairy's divine consciousness happened to be carried by the old Taoist from a high altitude, so she had such a feeling.

Although he is a true immortal, after all, he is a cultivator in the previous life, and Ye Xuan at this moment has no way of knowing all these changes, not to mention that it is a true immortal who calculates him, and the infinite killing power brought by reversing time and space from the lower reaches of the long river of time.