Kyoto!

At this time, the teahouse was crowded with people, and pedestrians on the street stopped to watch. The expressions on their faces were extremely resentful. Looking at the battle on the ring, their expressions were ugly.

"This battle has a mysterious strength, not the same level as the same level..." Luo Jinsi looked at the battle below on the second floor of the teahouse, with no expression on his face. He has been in the teahouse these days, but unfortunately there is no suspense in every battle.

At the same time, without the restrictions of Emperor Yin, the prince was not absent almost every day. After so many days of getting along, the two gradually became familiar with each other, which made others envious.

"Oh..." The prince sitting on the other side sighed and said helplessly: "After so many days, I have never encountered anything that can make my eyes shine."

The only thing that made his eyes shine was that day. Xiang Tian fought with the monks on the stage. After that, the top ten young men in Kyoto seemed to have completely shrunk, so unbearable...

"You royal family cannot participate in the battle now, otherwise if you come to power, how likely will you win?"

The one Luo Jinsi looked down upon the most was the prince. Although the top ten young masters in Kyoto were not enough to see the monks, the prince was the same.

Although the prince is not among the top ten young men, even if the other party can enter the top ten young men, it is probably not much better than these people. At this time, seeing the prince pointing fingers at the group of people, I couldn't help but mocking him.

Hearing his words, the prince turned his head and looked at Luo Jinsi. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He found that the other party seemed to be very similar to Lin Changfeng. For a moment, he felt that he was talking to Lin Changfeng.

Although he had never met Lin Changfeng several times and didn't even know the other person's personality, judging from Luo Jinsi's expression, he personally felt that he should be similar to Luo Jinsi.

Without answering this question, the prince knew that what he said was a bit too much. It was indeed inappropriate to criticize the top ten young masters in Kyoto City in this way. He looked at the monks on the inner stage patiently without giving any answer.

This is a matter of principle and a very realistic problem. If he comes to the stage, the result will not be much better.

"The strong men in the entire Kyoto City have come on. Do you think that some of the top ten young masters can defeat this bald donkey?" Luo Jinsi was also saying a fact. After all, Buddhism is the top force in the atrium. Here we show off, so let them pretend...

This kind of big man came to Kyoto to show off his power just to show the power of Buddhism. As for what he did next, many people can guess, it was nothing more than to recruit believers. Chinese website

The prince also knew this, but he knew how unbearable the situation in the Yinyue Dynasty was now. Whether it was Lin Changfeng's choice or Yin Wanting's existence now, it would be better to choose anyone, and he would never reach Buddhism.

Once Buddhism intervenes in the state affairs of the Yinyue Dynasty, everything will change, and the Yinyue Dynasty may be directly divided by Buddhism and other forces in the Atrium.

Looking at the Buddhist monk's expression of showing his might at this moment, the prince crushed the teacup in his hand. He snorted coldly: "If Lin Changfeng breaks through the golden elixir and consolidates his cultivation, I really want to ask him to cut this bald donkey with one sword."

The moment he finished speaking, a strange aura appeared in the sky, and the elegant aura seemed to be condensed into substance, which made everyone look up with their heads raised.

The road was unobstructed. After only a moment of appearance, this aura rushed towards the palace, as if the aura that everyone sensed just now was just a wrong sentence.

The monk standing on the ring also noticed this special aura, his face changed slightly, and he frowned and said, "The Sixth Confucian aura?"

This breath was extremely thick, and it was obviously beyond him. This oppression of momentum made him suddenly feel something was wrong, and he looked at the direction of the palace and began to ponder.

"Is it possible that Confucianism is also planning to go down the mountain this time?"

He looked down at a world in his hand. He frowned and immersed his spiritual sense into it, and then he entered a meditation directly on the ring.

Palace!

Many imperial guards in the Nascent Soul Realm sensed this aura, and even the old man of the country was no exception. Everyone was nervous during this period. They all knew that the vague dynasty was going to be in chaos.

, but at this moment... the appearance of this aura made them realize how terrifying the involvement behind them was.

At this time, in the Yangxin Hall, Yin Huang was lying on the ground with his bored look on his face, showing his fatigue, and even didn't know what he did every day. He also wanted to walk out of the Yangxin Hall and also wanted to go to the street to show his majesty. It's a pity...

The space in the Yangxin Palace twisted, and then the figure of King Ming suddenly appeared in it. He glanced at Emperor Yin who was lying on the ground without any image, and sighed: "Ling Zongxian, I haven't seen him for several years. Now you have become a big celebrity around him."

Hearing this voice, Emperor Yin suddenly sat upright. He looked at the Ming King standing in front of him with a sneer. His expression froze on his face, and he said nervously and puzzledly: "Uncle Wang? Why are you here?"

The King of Ming looked around and did not answer the conversation. He walked around the Yangxin Palace like a leisurely stroll, knocking here from time to time, stamping the ground from time to time, and asking:

"Are you surprised that I am here? Or are you afraid of me?"

Looking at the Ming King walking around and smiling, Ling Zongxian didn't know what to say at this time, but just smiled silly: "Uncle Wang is joking, Uncle Wang won't harm me, how could he be afraid?"

He glanced at Emperor Yin indifferently. Although Ling Zongxian was in charge of his body at this time, the honest expression on his face also made King Ming feel interesting. After checking, King Ming nodded slightly and said:

"Of course I won't harm you, but I'm here, I think you know what Emperor Yin will end at this time..."

The Ming King sat at the table, speaking sharply and smiled evilly, "Do you want to be this emperor for a few days? Have you ever thought about it?"

If it were the past, Ling Zongxian would definitely not dare to have this idea, but today... the appearance of the Ming King made his heart strangled in the cradle breed again.

"I think, can Uncle Wang really help me?"

Ling Zongxian dreamed of being the emperor once. At this time, it seemed that King Ming could really help him because he did not sense the existence of Emperor Yin in his body. Does this mean that Emperor Yin is likely to have...

When he was still about to ask, King Ming said, "I know what you are thinking, but it's a pity that I don't have the ability to kill him now."
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