1418th Battle Begins

The Shendao League, the most powerful force in Kunlun today, has gathered all the leaders of the Three Holy Lands of the Human Race, the Corpse Race, the Ghost Race, and the Protoss Race.

The three holy sons, Xingjue from the corpse clan, Xie Zixuan from the ghost clan, the direct disciples of Emperor Wu of the great kings, and many outstanding figures shine brightly, each of whom can stand alone in the golden age.

But the brilliance of these people, in the Shinto League, was covered by one person, and there was no doubt that that person was Di Wuque.

In the golden age, he is the first leader to become an emperor. Among the nine-colored emperor's road, nine thousand steps, and thousands of visions, he is the strongest alone.

The appearance of the Shinto League at this moment is both unexpected and reasonable.

It stands to reason that if the Demon Sword does not appear, the Shinto League will never appear. But the sudden appearance of the Ice Sculpture Throne forced the Shinto League to appear in advance, otherwise the throne would be taken by the people of the Demon Realm.

The gift orders that fell like raindrops fell, glowing with divine light and dazzling.

The warships of the Shinto League flew towards Zanlonggang one by one in the sky. Every battleship is covered with divine light, and there are loud and clear holy voices constantly singing from all directions, giving people a sense of sacredness and solemnity.

Gathering the elites of the god race, ghost race, corpse race, and human race, the warship dispatched by the Shinto League this time is unparalleled in momentum.

Many forces in the Demon Palace avoided their edge and gave up continuing to entangle the original leader of the Kunlun world. Gathered behind the highnesses, the monstrous demonic flames fluctuated, blocking the invasion of the divine light.

On an inconspicuous hillside in the distance, two figures suddenly fell down. If Xiao Chen was there, he would be no stranger to them.

A man and a woman, the woman is Yao Manlan, His Royal Highness of the Succubus Palace, and the man is Chu Chaoyun, a descendant of the Tianwu Dynasty. The two looked at the appearance of the Shinto League, thoughtfully.

"Chu Chaoyun, what is the origin of this ice sculpture? It actually forced the Shendao League out ahead of time." Yao Manlan said with a frown.

Chu Chaoyun was thoughtful, as if he wanted to see through the ice sculpture, but the ice sculpture had no breath of life. Except for the pervasive power of the sword, all kinds of perceptions cannot penetrate.

After a while, Chu Chaoyun said in a deep voice: "Ten chances, it is really the golden emperor of the peak period of martial arts. The era of the peak of martial arts is an era that is more magnificent than our current golden age. The king of that era is completely It can be compared to the current supreme, and a complete emperor body has a high value."

"If I remember correctly, there used to be an auction where tens of millions of Essence Stones were auctioned for just a hand bone of the ancient emperor.

Just think about how valuable a complete golden emperor's body should be. "

Yao Manlan was shocked when she heard the words: "Is it really worth so much?"

"Hehe, there are some values, and all kinds of resources can't be constant. If the emperor's body is complete, and there are still some Dao rhymes, and some Dao can be realized from it, it will be great."

Chu Chaoyun paused for a moment, then continued: "Let's not talk about the emperor's body, let's talk about the throne. In ancient times, etiquette was the most important thing, and everything should be followed by etiquette. Ordinary emperors can't travel on the throne at all. This person can sit on the throne." Being on the throne is definitely not an easy position.”

"Probably……"

Yao Manlan asked curiously, "It's very likely what?"

"Very likely, it's an overlord of the dynasty, or an ancient king!" Chu Chaoyun's voice suddenly dimmed when he remembered something. The first Emperor Tianwu used to travel on a Nine Dragon Throne.

Yao Manlan didn't notice the sadness in Chu Chaoyun's words, a light flashed in his eyes: "Then this ice sculpture..."

"Don't think about it, even if you get it, you won't be able to dissolve the ice. If you dissolve the ice, you are not qualified to sit on the throne. It would be nice to dedicate it to Leng Yue."

Chu Chaoyun smiled slightly, completely puzzled.

Yao Manlan felt a little depressed, the person in front of her completely ignored her charm. If it was someone else, I'm afraid she heard that she meant it, and they would immediately volunteer and make a promise to help her get the ice sculpture.

"Then our plan."

"Don't change the plan, just wait and see how it changes. I promise Leng Yue to get this magic sword for her, and I will help him get it naturally." Chu Chaoyun said, as if everything was under his control.

Yao Manlan was a little angry, the other party was always so confident, as if nothing could trouble him.

"What if I can't get it?"

"Hehe, there is no sure thing in this world. There will be unexpected accidents even if the mechanism is too good. Just try your best, and Leng Yue won't blame me if you want to." Chu Chaoyun spread his hands and smiled slightly, leaving Yao Manlan speechless for a while.

At the same time, beside An Junxi, Shui Lingling and the others, a group of companions came from afar.

They are Xiao Bai from the Demon Realm, Kong Yuan, the descendant of the Peacock King, and Yuan Xu, the disciple of the Spirit Fox King. The three of them traveled all the way, feeling a little tired.

"Sister Shui, something happened inside the Yaozu, we were late." Xiaobai said apologetically.

Shui Lingling smiled and said: "It's okay, I thought you guys would not be able to catch up, and now it's just in time. The Shendao League and the Demon Palace are fighting for the top, just giving us a chance to take the evil shadow sword...and the ice sculpture."

"Ice sculpture, what ice sculpture?" Xiaobai and the others asked suspiciously.

After listening to the explanation, Xiaobai looked at the ice sculpture that was being scrambled by everyone, and whispered: "How does it feel, this ice sculpture is somewhat familiar."

"No way, I got it from the death sand dunes in the wild battlefield." Situ Gang muttered, the ancients are familiar with it, so it really is hell.

Xiaobai said with a sneer: "That may be an illusion."

Because of the emergence of the Shinto League, the competition for the ice sculpture throne became more intense, and the attacks of several demon highnesses became more fierce. Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang and others were gradually losing, and they were about to lose at any time.

"Son of God, you can do it now. If you don't do it, the ice sculpture will be taken away."

In the sky, on a flagship surrounded by countless warships, several protoss warriors were always watching the battle surrounding the ice sculpture.

On the battleship, on the vast deck, Di Wuque sat on a throne. On his left and right sides, twelve watchmen stood respectfully aside.

The current Emperor Wuque is much more mature than when he just became emperor. The aura is strong, and between the brows, there is already a bit of the emperor's temperament.

He just sat there quietly, and the three holy sons, Xing Jue and other arrogance leaders of all races standing casually below him felt a little pressure.

"Don't worry, don't let these leaders from all over the world suffer, otherwise you will never know your own strength, you won't join my Shinto League, and you won't know who is the child of luck!"

Di Wuque picked up a glass of fine wine and drank slowly, with a relaxed expression. There is some inexplicable charm between raising hands, and you can vaguely see the divine light shining.

Now the statue of Emperor Wuque has been erected in the major temples, second only to the God Emperor Qitian. In just one thought, you can feel the power of countless beliefs, turning it into an endless sea for him to use.

For god warriors, there is a huge difference between before erecting the statue and before erecting it. The difference in strength will be ten times, even a hundred times, a thousand times.

Below this point, the Three Holy Sons, Xing Jue, Xie Zixuan, and other top leaders of various races who joined the Shinto League were all deeply touched.

After the protoss erected the statues for them, they could clearly feel the soaring strength and the skyrocketing combat effectiveness.

Although the statue is good, but they don't know that once it is cast, it can no longer be separated. A large part of why they feel pressure and even fear in front of Emperor Wuque is related to the casting of the statue.

"Okay, Xia Houjue, Fengyun Wuji, you can take action."

Di Wuque put down the wine glass, and immediately a graceful maid came over, took the wine glass and left.

Like a prophet, when his voice fell, Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang and other leaders from all over the world were knocked out at the same time. The highnesses of the Demon Flower Demon Palace, Star Demon Palace, Moon Demon Palace, and Beast Demon Palace each showed a hint of joy, holding a corner of the ice sculpture, and wanted to carry it back.

Two divine lights fell, Xia Houjue, Fengyun Wuji, the two holy sons of Shenwumen and Baidicheng appeared at the same time and stopped the four demons.

All parties were surprised for a while, did the Shinto League only send out two holy sons, and wanted to stop the four demon highnesses?

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