"Boom!"

"Hoar!"

After a moment, the white dragon pulled Si Xuan's black and golden chariot through the air and flew up to a height of tens of thousands of feet.

Over the years, it has already stabilized its high-level cultivation, and has two quasi-emperor methods to promote the practice of transforming into dragons. Its entry has put the entire demon clan near the Qinling Mountains to shame.

Above the black-gold divine chariot, the terrifying holy umbrella sheds countless starlight, and saint-level gauze and tassels gathered on both the white dragon and the divine chariot.

Such an undisguised way of traveling naturally attracted the attention of many powerful men from the ancient human race, monster race, and demon race who were hiding in the dark.

Compared with when he traveled a few years ago, the situation was completely different. At that time, Si Xuan, a low-key human prince, had not attracted the attention and attention of the Taikoo clan. Those who accidentally saw him traveling at that time were just the human race and monster clan forces in Zhongzhou.

That’s all.

But after the legendary ancient prince's small gathering five or six years ago was revealed, many of the ancient prince's children occasionally came, and the ancient tribes discovered that this son of the human emperor, who had been keeping a low profile for many years, was really not a simple person!

Now, those who can observe Si Xuan's movements from a distance here are all well-known, at least they are all figures from the ancient royal family or the sage lineage, and among them there are many Taoist slayers.

"After five or six years, Prince Taiyin has moved again!" A supreme power from a holy power looked at Si Xuan's divine chariot, but was almost sucked away by the holy power inadvertently revealed in the starlight field near the holy umbrella.

The soul.

"Look at the umbrella above the sacred chariot. It is said that it is the holy weapon given to Prince Taiyin by the Qilin Royal Family. It is made of the sacred sand of the Milky Way." A Dao Slayer from the ancient tribe also stood up. It was a man wearing feathers.

The man in colorful clothes has two divine phoenix heads, looking towards the divine chariot in the sky.

"The supreme human prince, the pomp is getting bigger and bigger! He has a king-level divine chariot and a saint-level umbrella, but the dragon that pulls the chariot is no more than an immortal, which is a bit of a loss. I think I am more suitable to pull the chariot for him.

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Another Taoist Slayer sighed. He came from the ancient royal family. He had two thick and winding white antlers on his head. He looked at the white dragon with deep envy in his eyes.

In recent years, many powerful people from the ancient clan want to follow Si Xuan. Although the human prince has not been famous in the past ten years, he has already entered the realm of kings before he reached the age of forty, even faster than many ancient princes' children.

The strength and potential are limitless.

"Friends of the Tianlu Clan, just think about this, but have you seen the purple dragon horns on the top of the white dragon's head? It is a lucky person who has obtained the teachings of the Wanlongchao Royal Family and the Human Prince at the same time. It wants to grab it.

In his position to pull a cart, he has to be a semi-saint no matter what."

While the king of the deer clan was sighing that day, there was another Dao-slayer from the ancient clan who was shaking his head. He came from a quasi-emperor race and had figured out Bai Jiao's heel early.

Everyone was startled, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the purple dragon horn on the top of the white dragon's head. There was indeed a strange aura.

"It is rumored that the Prince of Taiyin has an irreconcilable relationship with the Dragon King's daughter in the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest. It seems to be true." That day, the Dao Zhan King of the Deer Clan stared at the purple dragon horns for a long time before shaking his head helplessly.

road.

"A few years ago, the daughter of the great sage from our clan came here to visit the human prince, but was blocked by an ancestor king from Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest. Now that I think about it, it is indeed not easy..." The one with two phoenix heads on his head

The man in feathers thought of a past incident and thought thoughtfully.

"Look at what you guys mean, maybe you think that the Human Prince's lineage and the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest royal family..." Another powerful ancient Taoist slayer interrupted, vaguely seeming to have guessed the relationship between Si Xuan and Long Nu.

"Silence! The supreme royal family is not something we should discuss, we just need to watch!" Before he could finish his words, he was scolded back by the strong man from the deer clan that day.

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In the divine chariot, Si Xuan didn't pay attention to what the group of people below were discussing. He took a glass of crystal clear blue divine wine from Ziyuan's hand and took a slight sip.

This is the fruit wine sent by Huo Lin'er. It is brewed from the fruits of the sacred trees grown on the sacred soil where Qilin's magical medicine takes root. It has a unique taste, and Si Xuanting likes it.

His spiritual thoughts spread throughout the area through the power of the holy umbrella, and everyone was unable to hide in the starlight.

"Hey, there are at least twenty Dao-slayers. There are quite a few powerful people from the Ancient Clan. They all ran over and squatted at the door of my house to guard." He looked at many ancient clansmen below who were saluting him.

He kowtowed and couldn't help but shook his head.

My identity is sensitive, so it is normal for so many people to care about me. In the past, when the Dragon Spirit Saint was around, those people had no chance of causing damage.

What's more, these ancient powerful men really don't have any ill intentions. For example, the Taoist Killer from the Tianlu Clan, an ancient royal family, really just wants to be Si Xuan's mount and pull the cart. His purpose is too simple, and it is impossible to take them away.

Kill.

"Your status is too high, and there are too few people in the Shen Pavilion. The belief in bloodline of the ancient races is deep in the bones. There are many strong men from many races who want to follow you, and most of them have royal blood." Ziyuan stood beside him and whispered.

road.

The news of the gathering of the four princes that year was released by Huolindong and the Ji family. In the past, Si Xuan, a low-key human prince, only had some human clan forces who would occasionally send greeting cards, but later there were more and more ancient clan members.

Strong men come to see you.

In the past few years, the gods of his Dao Palace have been living in seclusion, politely turning away most of the strong men of the ancient clan who came to seek refuge, and only accepting the visits of the Holy Prince, Huo Lin'er and other children of the ancient princes.

"Followers... It's too redundant to just collect a bunch of them now. It's enough for you to serve me. Anyway, there are not many people in my lineage. Let's talk about the followers in the future." Si Xuan stood up and looked across the gods.

The chariot's window overlooks the ancient races below.

The recognition of bloodline by the strong men of these ethnic groups in the ancient times is indeed astonishingly high. This is related to the environment in the ancient times. Each ethnic group has a small population, and they will be exterminated for various reasons. Over time, they

There is a strict hierarchy based on blood, and the bloodline of the Emperor is at the top of this hierarchy.

This is an iron law for all races and has nothing to do with racial status.

He then looked at Ziyuan who was standing respectfully beside him, and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about some ancient saint coming to take over your job one day. After following me for so many years, you still have better eyesight."

Ziyuan smiled, stepped forward and refilled half a glass of divine wine for her prince, and stretched out a pair of delicate white hands to gently press Si Xuan's temples: "Thank you for your consideration. I only wish to be by your side forever."

"OK!"

Si Xuan drank the divine wine in his hand and ignored the powerful ancient men who were saluting and even kowtowing to him on the ground. He stretched out his hand and the Galaxy Treasure Umbrella, which sprinkled thousands of stars above the divine chariot, began to spin.

Multiple holy powers surged out, opening a door in the air.

"This umbrella is just more useful than the seven White Tiger Star Beads." Si Xuan also smiled slightly when he thought of the last time he used a set of killing saint weapons to open the star gate.

"Hoar!"
Chapter completed!