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Chapter 692 Introduction to Banquets

"Everyone comes from afar, come and sit in the hall!"

An old and ethereal sound suddenly came from the hall on the top of Emperor Cliff Peak, and it sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

The sound came slowly and slowly retreated. Some people heard the sound and released their soul power to sense it. However, no matter how powerful the soul power is, when pursuing this sound, all the stones fell into the sea and there was no trace to be found, just like this sound originated from heaven and earth.

"The owner of this voice is so powerful. I have been entering the imperial realm for thousands of years and have been cultivating my soul power. I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who have so much higher soul power than me." An old man standing in front of me stroked his beard and showed a deep look of awe on his face.

Even the other party's voice cannot be traced, which means that the soul power of the person who spoke has surpassed too many tracers, as if he had seen something incredible.

"What, the ancestor of Qinghun, you are the main soul of the Qinghun Temple, and you cannot trace back to the voice caller. Could it be that the soul realm of this person who speaks has surpassed the Emperor realm?" A powerful man from other forces spoke at the same time.

Everyone was also shocked. Qinghun Temple is an imperial sect with great emperors in charge. It has a long history and is famous for its soul power. Unexpectedly, it is impossible to trace the owner of a sound here.

At this moment, a group of people slowly stepped into the hall. There was a built-in spirit gathering array in the hall, with rich spiritual energy, just like a cave heaven and spiritual earth isolated from the world.

At this time, there were more than a hundred saint realm powerhouses sitting around the hall, dozens of emperors and several emperors. They were all leaders of every force present, and the big figures who suppressed one side had extraordinary identities. There were the lord of the imperial domain, the lord of the holy domain, the ancestor of the imperial sect, etc. The seats that could sit around already represent their identity and strength.

Zhan Tian of the Temple of War God was also among them. He was wearing a golden robe and was introverted. He held a white jade fan in his hand, exuding a faint imperial power. Behind him was a middle-aged man dressed as a slave.

The older generation of strong men have basically been in place, with only 108 seats left, and there are more than a thousand young talents standing outside the hall. For a moment, everyone can't help but frown.

At this moment, an old man with a hunchback appeared slowly above the hall, and a young man in purple and gold clothes followed him. The young man was wearing a purple and gold robe, with a mysterious jade crown on his head, and his whole body exuded a kingly aura that was captivating.

"Xuanming's purple gold robe is from the royal family of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty!"

The countless saints here, the emperor looked at each other, and a look of surprise appeared on the old face.

The Divine Dynasty royal family means that their bloodline is the bloodline of the gods, born with extraordinary talents and strong cultivation.

However, among the ten thousand realms, the three great divine dynasties have always been arrogant and mysterious and powerful, and rarely appear in the public eye of the ten thousand realms. Unexpectedly, this time, the people from the Xuanming Divine Dynasty appeared at this birthday party with Lord Shenxu.

"Thank you for visiting my birthday party. Today, I will take advantage of the birthday party to announce a news!"

The hunchbacked old man glanced at the eyes of all the saints and emperors present, as well as young geniuses of all races crowded at the entrance of the hall, and said, "I am actually the inspector of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty. He was ordered to stay at Diya Peak for three thousand years. Now it is the last year and will return to the Divine Dynasty."

"Ah, Lord Shenxu is actually a member of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty."

"The power of Lord Shenxu is so powerful that he is just the patrol envoy of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty. The strength of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty is simply unforgettable!"

"Yes, the peak strength of the Emperor is actually just a patrol envoy. Are all the divine dynasties above the ten thousand realms the world of gods?"

For a moment, various discussions sounded and made a fuss, and the strong men in the hall were instantly boiling.

"Everyone is quiet!" Lord Shenxu then spoke, and sat on the main seat above the hall with a hunched body.

When Shenxu opened his mouth, he used the pressure of the emperor's peak, which instantly made everyone in the audience feel a mountain-like pressure. They immediately shut up and the hall became quiet again.

For a moment, countless eyes could not help but turn to the divine ruins above the main seat, and their eyes were filled with various doubts.

"Everyone, this is my last birthday party in the Tianhai Emperor Realm. There are countless geniuses coming. I have only prepared one hundred and eight for them. These one hundred and eight will be revealed by you. Those who have my permission will be able to take their seats."

Shenxu then spoke. At this time, beside him, the Divine Dynasty royal family in Xuanming purple gold robe also sat on the side seat, sweeping at the geniuses present, with a light of thought in his eyes.

"Start." Shenxu glanced slightly and said.

It was at this time.

call out!

A figure flashed past, and the speed was extremely fast, and even the hundreds of saints and emperors present could not see clearly.

Then a blue cold light flashed across the sky, and the other party was already sitting in the hall, above the first position of one hundred and eight.

Hiss ~~

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning, and even the face of the Shenxu above showed a hint of satisfaction. They reached out and grabbed the blue cold light. It was originally a token, with three words engraved on the token.

These three words were just seen by the saint emperor present and the genius outside the hall, and could not help but shake their heads at the same time.

King of Qingfeng, no wind!

As expected, he is worthy of being the first young generation in the Tianhai Emperor Realm. His speed is comparable to that of the great emperor, his cultivation is as good as that of the holy realm, and his aura is comparable to that of the quasi-emperor. I am afraid that some powerful emperors may not be his opponents with this kind of strength. Everyone sighed secretly in their hearts.

Just as everyone was sighing and before they could react, another sword rainbow passed by in the void, and the sword light broke through the air and rushed towards the hall. The other party moved around and sat on the second seat of the hall.

The sword light was cutting through the void and condensed into two words.

Sword King!

Sword King, Li Jianzhi!

Countless people immediately recognized him. The Jinghong sword had reached the level of the Emperor's level, and it was unparalleled in one piece.

Shenxu, who was sitting on the main seat, nodded slightly.

With the talents of these two people, he didn't need to admit it at all, because there were almost no one present who could achieve their level.

"Sir Shenxu, the great disciple of Qinghun Temple, Qingliu, please watch the martial arts in the lower part!"

At this moment, a young man in a green robe flashed out from the crowd. His figure left a very phantom in the void, and then the figure turned into hundreds, each figure like a real person.

Everyone was confused for a moment.

"Oh my God, this..."
Chapter completed!
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