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Chapter 1084 Seventy-two emperors

"Bang……"

The figure of the ghost car flew over the ancient city, and transformed into a towering and steep mountain.

Countless fairy grasses and spiritual trees have roots and buds on the mountains and even spiritual fruits have grown.

The fragrance is everywhere.

The smell just emitted has already made the people at the gate of the Imperial Palace excited.

"Holy... Holy Infant Fruit, Ghost Cut Grass, Dao Heart Tree..." The Ghost Emperor, who was standing next to Chen Changsheng, swallowed his saliva with a red look at the mountain transformed from the ghost cart, and his voice became hoarse, and he murmured, "All of them are holy trees and spirit fruits of the ghost cart. Could that ghost cart be, emptying the medicine garden of the ancient ghost country and carrying it on his body?"

There is not only Ghost Emperor who has this idea.

Even the elders of Longting and the cultivators of the Yellow Springs brought by the Second Master were surprised and looked at the mountain transformed by the ghost car with different eyes.

You should know that ghost things are rare, and on the mountains transformed by ghost cars, there are tens of thousands of spiritual fruits just from the holy trees. Not to mention the throne of the emperor, it is on the top of the mountain. These strange flowers and plants alone are enough to make countless powerful people in the imperial realm compete for it like ants.

"Bang..."

The noise inside the imperial palace was getting louder and louder.

Just like thousands of troops were galloping, the ground of the entire ancient city was shaking, countless waves of elixir fire, ferocious beasts, and corrupt corpses... swept out from the depths of the imperial palace, and the closest few emperor-level powerhouses were even shrunk several steps away.

"There is another throne coming out." An old man from the ancient Dihai clan suppressed his excitement and said in a trembling voice.

Bang, bang, bang...

Outside the Imperial Palace, the air waves churned.

Before everyone could react, they saw countless soul shadows flying out from the depths of the imperial palace with heart-warming throne.

"Bei Ming Dragon Fish Beast, Kunpeng, Bijing Chi Soul Tiger, Netherworld Bone Dragon, Yellow Spring Lone Wolf Emperor..."

"hiss……"

Seeing the ancient souls, many warriors' breathing became rapid.

Even some ancient souls, even powerful people like the Green Fox King, the Holy Ruins Dragon Emperor, and the Gu Phoenix who have lived for tens of thousands of years, have never seen them, let alone recognize their identities.

"Damn, these ancient souls are all races that have long been extinct on the Beastless Borders. What are the thrones on them?" The Green Fox King gritted his teeth, looked at the figures of the ancient souls, and cursed inwardly.

The atmosphere in the entire ancient city became strange.

More and more ancient souls flew out of the imperial palace, and the sounds of dragon roars and beasts roars made people's eardrums explode. After a stick of incense, the world became quiet. Over the ancient city, dozens of towering mountains of different heights appeared out of thin air.

For a moment, the air seemed to stop.

Only a few people were able to hear the rapid breathing sounds of many people.

After a moment.

"Haha... Seventy-two thrones, old... I can achieve the imperial career." An elder of the Dragon Court suddenly laughed wildly, his figure flashed, and with a whoosh, he rushed towards the mountain transformed by the ghost car, like lightning.

"idiot……"

Seeing his crazy appearance, Qinglong's face suddenly became dark and cursed inwardly: "The throne can be chosen, what's the use of rushing over?"

Not only the elders of Longting, but also many people in other sects and ancient clans were ready to move. Some warriors whose hearts were not firm enough had their chests rising and falling. You should know that in the past, there were only twelve imperial thrones at most.

Typical wolf has more meat.

The difficulty of fighting is naturally self-evident. For example, those warriors who have just broken through the Heavenly Destiny Realm come here just to make a quick move. This time, the number of imperial thrones is six times more, which makes many warriors in the Heavenly Destiny Realm feel moved.

"Let's go..." Chen Changsheng looked at the ancient phoenix, and the Queen of Creation took a look, and with the Ghost Emperor and the Turtle Soul, he fled to the distance. The throne had the spirituality and would choose his own master. Once he was chosen by it, he would immediately be chased by other warriors.

Before the dust settles, even if the throne is refined, if you are not careful, you will be used by other imperial warriors to forcefully plunder them, and refine them with the throne with others and the throne.

For powerful people like the Green Fox King and the Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins, the benefits of refining an imperial throne are better than their hard practice for millions of years. There is even a chance to break the ban in one fell swoop and break through to the sixth level of the Emperor Realm...

Woo woo woo woo woo!

In the blink of an eye, the people gathered at the gate of the Imperial Palace were scattered in every corner of the ancient city, with their faces full of guardian expressions.

The ancient city is very big.

There are at least one million attics and buildings, although there are quite a lot of them, compared to the time when I came to participate in the Destiny and Emperor's Conquest, the warriors who often said that it was less empty, but a little crowded.

Several people from the drum tower and bell pavilion were instantly pouring into several forces. The throne had not yet been chosen, so these people did not immediately tear their faces and fight, but divided the camps, staring at each other with big eyes and looking at the other side with a dike.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Kunpeng's body movements were extremely fast. Chen Changsheng brought the Ghost Emperor and the Turtle Soul to a corner east of the ancient city.

"Okay, let's be here." Chen Changsheng stopped and stared at the mountains above the ancient city.

"This...is this a beast prison?"

Swish!

The Ghost Emperor glanced at the surrounding environment and his eyes suddenly glared. He saw that the place Chen Changsheng chose was actually a ruin of a death row.

Below the bricks and tiles, there are many bones of ancient ferocious beasts buried, and even some ferocious beasts that cannot even be named are tied to iron chains as thick as beams. Even though they have already turned into white bones, the beasts still have a look of pain on their faces.

Obviously, they all suffered considerable torture during their lifetime.

The entire ruins of the death cell were filled with a chilling aura. Even a person like the Ghost Emperor stood in this death cell and felt like he was shining.

"Boy, why did you choose this ghost place?" The Ghost Emperor shrank his neck and muttered.

"There are few people here." Chen Changsheng said.

After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, the Ghost Emperor also realized that there were indeed fewer people near this death row than in other places. After all, the hostility that was shrouded here even the warrior of the ghost realm was a little uneasy, let alone other people.
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