However, in the highest place in the entire palace, there were five old men sitting here, they were majestic, with a fairy aura fluttering, and they were all permeated with Wang Yu's aura.

These five old men are the strongest under the Ancestor of the Five Great Forces, the Great Elder of each of them.

He is also in charge of this tournament.

At this time, although they looked peaceful and calm on the surface, they were already anxious in their hearts.

The secret of the five people who held the martial arts competition this time had already been known, but they were waiting for the mysterious powerhouse who had killed the five geniuses and the five major forces of them, and the murderer who deserved to die.

Just because that mysterious murderer killed the genius they had carefully cultivated for fifty years, and even killed the son of the ancestor of the Shura Sect.

You must know that the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to give birth to offspring, and the ancestor of the Shura Sect is very old, and finally has a son Chiyan in his old age.

Old and old

The ancestor of the Shura Sect loved this son even more, and almost gave all the good things to his Chiyan.

And Chi Yan did not live up to his expectations, becoming a Jindan monk before the age of fifty, and among the five geniuses, he even overpowered the other four geniuses and became the first genius.

However, it was this son who had high hopes from the ancestor of the Yuan Infant who suddenly fell half a year ago.

The murderer's whereabouts are unknown.

So much so that now all their minds are on the martial arts competition, and they have to rely on whether this martial arts competition can catch the murderer.

And the ancestors of the five major forces have already stopped the great array outside Kyoto City.

Not even a single fly can fly out of Kyoto Castle.

The five of them looked calm, as if nothing had happened, and the two sides nodded face-to-face and said hello with a smile, talking and laughing on the side.

A kind of monk around him also looked at these five old men with respectful eyes, and everyone knew that these five old men were the strongest of the Yuanying.

If one of the five people can be accepted as a disciple, it is a great opportunity, the kind of ancestral tomb of the eighteenth generation of the ancestors.

But because of this, one of the monks present showed a respectful and even flattering look.

Although such a chance is very slim, there are still people who want to fight for that slim chance.

However, as the real master here, Qi Yuanzong, the emperor of Qi State, seems to be really a bit of a wretch.

His position is very out of the way, and it can even be said that it is very far away, and there is a damp and dark feeling here.

And according to the normal seating order, as the master here, the founder of the martial arts conference, the emperor of Qi should be sitting in the position of the five old men.

But this world is an immortal under the imperial power, even if you are the emperor of a country, an emperor above one person and under ten thousand people.

and bow their proud heads under the prestige of these five powers.

Other people did not have any prejudice or dissatisfaction with this emperor Qi Yuanzong sitting in such a remote place.

As if it should have been, and must be.

Sitting in this dark and damp place, Qi Yuanzong did not show any dissatisfied expression, nor did he show any angry look.

He was still calmly looking at the monks in front of him who were going to participate in the martial arts tournament, and a harmonious smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the five old men in front of them, they nodded with a humble gesture, and showed a smile to say hello.

And the five old men in the front naturally saw Qi Yuanzong's posture, but they didn't say anything and simply ignored the emperor of Qi and the host here.

Qi Yuanzong was not angry when he saw that these five old men did not pay attention to him, but still showed his calm smile.

His palms were caressing his arms very rhythmically, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, revealing a hint of evil smile, which looked very weird.

Qi Yuanzong said to himself in a volume that only he could hear: "The time is almost up, I hope the three kings and three marquis can delay the national teacher a little more." ”

After saying that, Qi Yuanzong left his position, apologized to the five old men in front, and began to walk towards the innermost perimeter of the palace.

His steps were slow and slow, and he looked like he was walking normally, without a hint of urgency.

When the five old men saw Qi Yuanzong's posture, they still chose to ignore it, and the five of them were talking and laughing.

When Qi Yuanzong disappeared from the field of vision of the five old men, Qi Yuanzong's powerful half-step Yuan Infant cultivation was displayed.

The corners of Qi Yuanzong's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smug smile, as if something planned was about to succeed.

He smiled happily, "Hahaha." ”

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

"The long-awaited plan is finally about to begin. ”

The whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

And the five most noble old men in the entire palace chatted about the same, although they still talked and laughed, but their divine sense had already locked them in front of these monks without realizing it.

If anything changes in the tournament by then, these five old men will definitely evacuate everyone as quickly as possible.

Of course, the people who really matter will be the first to evacuate the people of their own sect.

As for the synonym of the weak person who is a kind of casual cultivation, the five of them have never thought about it.

And among all these monks, Cheng Qing and Jiang Ziya were the first to feel abnormal.

The experience and experience of the two people naturally felt that the five old people at the front desk were out of the senses.

The two of them were the same at first, frowning, and I was thinking about what was going on.

How could he suddenly release his divine sense.

But the two thought about it for a long time, but they still had no clue, so they had to shake their heads and stop thinking about it so much.

With their strength, even if they encounter danger, as long as it is not like the huge stick that covered the sky last night, blocking the surrounding space so that they could not escape, and other troubles, both of them could escape with confidence.

And Su Mo, who was in the scattered cultivation team, frowned at first, feeling that something was staring at him in his heart, and he felt even more vaguely uneasy in his heart, as if something big was going to happen next.

But looking at the high-spirited scene in front of him, there were already many monks who rubbed their fists and grinded their palms for the martial arts competition.

Su Mo shook his head, sighing that he might have been too careful, how could such a scene be dangerous.

It seems that I have been overtired lately, and I have doubts.

The five old men at the front saw that the time was almost up, and they all stood up, stepped into the air, and stepped towards the center step by step.

The old man of the Broken Sun Sect, he didn't take a step in the air, and a powerful sword intent appeared under his feet.

The sword intent is high, a feeling that can tear everything apart.

And the monks around all looked at this old man of the Broken Sun Sect with respectful eyes.

His eyes watched every step of the old man's steps, for fear of missing a second.

Because they knew that this was an opportunity, the sword intent generated by the old man of the Broken Sun Sect every step was a great benefit to their sword path, and it could even be said that their sword path cultivation had taken a big step.

The old man of the Red Dust Sect also walked in the air, and every step he took was a powerful air mass under his feet.

This air mass looks extremely stable and mild, but in the center of the air mass, there is indeed an extremely violent qi.

The old man of the Red Dust Sect was at the peak of his control of qi.

This benefited many cultivators who cultivated wind attribute spells, and they looked at the air mass under the old man's feet with a learning gaze.

This will increase the power of their wind attribute spells again in the future.

The old man in the Valley of Flowers is an old woman, but the breath of time is not very obvious to the old woman.

It is conceivable that the old woman was also a beautiful woman in the town when she was young.

Every time the old woman of the Hundred Flowers Valley takes a step in the air, a lotus flower will stretch out under her feet, just like a lotus every step of the way.

And accompanied by a scent of flowers, this fragrance permeates the surroundings.

Suddenly, the monks around were instantly refreshed, and the whole person was much more energetic.

Someone exclaimed in shock and incredulity: "Could this be the hundred-step incense of the legendary Hundred Flowers Valley?"

"It's really too powerful!"