Chapter 1666: The Strongest Man on the Land List (3)

Chen Xiaobei and Ling Qingfeng walked out of the villa.

Dozens of people had already gathered outside.

In terms of age, these people are very young, almost no more than thirty years old.

From the perspective of clothing and temperament, these people all have extraordinary identities and status.

"These are all people who want to participate in the competition to recruit relatives!"

Ling Qingfeng said in a deep voice: "Except for the ten contestants in the audition, the rest are people with high-level star field royal family or sect background! There are even a few strong people from the Myriad Tribulation Star Field!"

"There are so many people..." Chen Xiaobei frowned slightly, and directly opened the Nether Battle Eye, scanning the strength of the crowd.

At the scene, the strength of these dozens of people is not considered weak.

But now, Chen Xiaobei is equivalent to the eleventh strongman in the Nine Regions Ranking, and the cultivation of most people present is actually not as good as Chen Xiaobei's.

Only a few people caught Chen Xiaobei's attention.

"Who is that man in the yellow robe?" Chen Xiaobei asked.

"Your eyes are quite poisonous!"

Ling Qingfeng focused his eyes, and said: "That is the young master of the number one holy sect, Yuwen Yuanqing, who is ranked ninth in the Nine Regions list! At the peak of Tianyuan Realm, with a combat power of 330,000, stay away from him! "

"Who is that silver-haired man in black leather armor over there?" Chen Xiaobei asked.

"That guy is even better!"

Ling Qingfeng looked stern, and said: "The young master of the largest sect in the Imperial Vault of Stars, Ximen Shuoxue! Twenty-eight years old, ranked sixth in the Nine Regions, and in the early stage of God Refining Realm, with a combat power of 500,000!"

"Isn't the Emperor's Vault Starfield the enemy of the Saint Jue Starfield? How can people from the Emperor's Vault be involved in recruiting relatives?" Chen Xiaobei wondered.

Ling Qingfeng shrugged, and said: "The suzerain of Huangqiong's largest sect personally promised that once Ximen Shuoxue married the Bodhi palace master, he would be willing to mediate from it, and advised Huangqiong not to use troops against Shengjue."

"This kind of verbal guarantee, can you believe it?" Chen Xiaobei frowned.

"Of course I can't believe it."

Ling Qingfeng said: "However, the royal family of the Holy Lord is not a fool. Since Ximen Shuoxue can come, there must be a way to deal with it."

"Well, that's true..." Chen Xiaobei nodded, and said, "Who is that person in the red robe in the distance?"

Ling Qingfeng took a look and said, "That's the youngest little prince of the Sea Emperor Clan, Ao Liancheng! Ranked fourth in the Nine Regions Ranking, at the early stage of God Refining Realm, with 600,000 fighting strength! Once entering the sea, he can explode with 700,000 strength Wan Zhanli, very terrifying!"

"He's from the Neptune Starfield? Isn't he half-man, half-fish? You can't tell at all..." Chen Xiaobei frowned.

"That's because he withdrew the blood of the Sea Emperor!" Ling Qingfeng said: "Only in the sea can you see his true face of Mount Lu!"

"So that's how it is..." Chen Xiaobei nodded, secretly pondering in his heart, he must pay more attention to this prince of the Sea Clan, and prepare for his future trip to the Sea Emperor Starfield.

Chen Xiaobei scanned around again, but he didn't see any stronger people, so he asked curiously: "This Ao Lian City is ranked fourth, who are the top three? Didn't you come to recruit relatives?"

Ling Qingfeng said: "Of course I participated, but those three people have special identities. They probably live directly in the palace. You can see them in a while!"

"En..." Chen Xiaobei nodded and said, "Actually, I want to see Princess Bodhi more..."

"Who wouldn't?"

The corners of Ling Qingfeng's mouth turned up, revealing a beautiful arc: "I bet that Princess Bodhi must be ten times more beautiful in real life than in the photo! No! One hundred times!"

Chen Xiaobei nodded: "Must!"

subsequently.

Liu Zijian brought dozens of flying cars and connected all the contestants to the Shengjue Palace.

The Shengjue Palace is extremely magnificent, unbelievably large.

Stepping into it, you can feel the solemnity and solemnity of the royal family almost everywhere, and of course the ultimate luxury is indispensable.

"Every contestant, please wait in this hall first. The person in charge of this martial arts competition, the Eighth Prince of the Holy Jue, will come later and announce the details of this martial arts competition!"

Liu Zijian brought everyone into a large hall and arranged for them to sit down and wait.

The main hall is very spacious, with tables, chairs and refreshments.

Everyone sat down one after another, and Chen Xiaobei naturally sat with Ling Qingfeng.

"It seems that Princess Bodhi will not come..." Ling Qingfeng said with a look of disappointment.

"Do you know which palace she lives in?" Chen Xiaobei asked.

"What do you want to do?"

Ling Qingfeng was stunned, and said seriously: "Isn't it enough for you to break into my villa? You also want to break into the princess' palace? Don't blame me for not warning you, this is a capital crime! Not only the Emperor Shengjue will not spare you! The people in this room , will regard you as a public enemy!"

"Uh... I'm just thinking about it, I won't mess around..." Chen Xiaobei's eyes revealed a look of disappointment.

"The Eighth Prince is here!"

At this moment, Liu Zijian screamed like a eunuch.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the door.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a domineering royal robe stepping in.

He has handsome features and an excellent temperament. Even though he looks to be in his fifties, he still has the unique handsomeness of a handsome man.

Luo Shanhe!

According to seniority, he should be Luo Puti's eighth uncle!

And behind Luo Shanhe, there are two young people.

Both of them are about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, they are not too old, but they are very powerful, not even inferior to Luo Shanhe who is the Eighth Prince.

At the same time as seeing these two young people, discussions erupted in the hall immediately.

"Feng Chongwu! Yun Changxiao! The two of them are indeed living in the palace!"

"What's so strange about this? They are the beloved disciples of the elders of the Zhetian Sect of the Myriad Tribulations Starfield. When the storm breaks out, who will fight for it!"

"Furthermore, they are the second and third most favored sons of heaven in the Nine Regions, so it is only natural that they receive preferential treatment!"

"That's right...the two of them are the most likely to marry Princess Bodhi. We can't envy this kind of special treatment..."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and there was a more or less sour taste of envy and jealousy in their tone.

However, the strength of Feng Chongwu and Yun Changxiao was already in front of them, and no one dared to argue against them.

Even the Eighth Prince Luo Shanhe was very polite and invited the two of them to the table.

Ding——cultivation: mid-stage of god refining, lifespan: 670 years, physique: 800,000, combat power: 800,000!

Ding——cultivation: middle stage of god refining, lifespan: 642 years, physique: 800,000, combat power: 800,000!

Without saying a word, Chen Xiaobei immediately had an insight into their strength.

People in the middle and lower star fields can only reach the same combat power when they are one or two hundred years old.

It can be seen that these two people can definitely be called the proud sons of heaven who have no one in billions!

Moreover, although the combat power of the panel is 800,000, there is no doubt that they all have their own concealment methods.

"Strange...why didn't Helian Tulong come?" Ling Qingfeng was stunned and asked in doubt.

"Who?" Chen Xiaobei was full of curiosity.