The junction of the Yuan Dynasty and the Desert Dynasty.

It was originally a barren mountain range.

Within a hundred miles, you can't see much green, and when the wind blows, yellow sand covers your eyes.

But at this time.

In this desolate land, there are many figures, some are young, some are old, some are young girls, and some are handsome boys. Most of them come from all over the world, as well as people from other dynasties.

but.

Now they are all facing each other from a distance, and the two major forces are closest to the mountain in front.

The Yuan Dynasty and the Desert Dynasty.

Next to the two of them, there is an open space, and everyone knows who it belongs to.

But the same thing.

Among these people, many are masters from other dynasties. As for why they cannot have a place at the front, that is because this is the junction of the Desert and the Yuan Dynasty, and they are the hosts.

And the Desert Dynasty was close to the Dawu Dynasty, and the Desert Dynasty was not the opponent of the Dawu Dynasty, so it naturally wanted to give them face.

As for the other dynasties on the border, I'm sorry, I'm not afraid of you in the desert.

The same is true for the Yuan Dynasty. You are no match for me, and you still want to prepare a place for you?

What are you thinking about?

Therefore, people from other dynasties only need to stand among these Jianghu people and wait.

Behind the three seats at the front are the great factions of the Desert Dynasty and the Great Yuan Dynasty. For the court, this is not the time when the world and the court are divided. The only way to win the ancient artifact is

First importance.

"I didn't expect that the Great Yuan Dynasty would ask a princess to come over. It seems that the Great Yuan Dynasty is not very good!"

On the seat in front.

A man in white was swinging a folding fan and looking at the seats of the Yuan Dynasty with a smile.

Zhao Min put his feet on the table and glanced at the man in white: "Mo Xiangwu, if you want to die, I don't mind killing you now."

Said.

The two people behind Zhao Min appeared in front of him in an instant. Looking at Mo Xiangwu, it seemed that as long as Zhao Min said a word, these two masters would take action immediately.

Mo Xiangwu's expression changed slightly.

Looking at Zhao Min, there was some anger in his eyes, but also some jealousy.

With Zhao Min's words, the masters following her immediately moved. However, as the third prince of the Desert Dynasty, he did not even move the masters behind him.

"snort!"

"The people from the Dawu Dynasty haven't come yet."

President Mo Xiangwu could not lose face, so he directly pointed at the seat of the Dawu Dynasty.

Zhao Min looked at Mo Xiangwu strangely.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"You have given a lot of money to people, don't you know who has the final say here?"

Although this is the junction of Dayuan and Damo, things changed after Dawu got involved.

here.

It doesn’t matter what they said!

"Are you really not afraid of Emperor Wu's army?"

Mo Xiangwu's expression changed again. At this time, the master beside him reminded him again: "Your Highness, our goal is the ancient artifact. We must not conflict with the people of the Dawu Dynasty. Otherwise, if we go back, everyone will be killed."

There is no good fruit to eat.”

Mo Xiangwu's veins popped out on the back of his hands: "I understand, my prince."

"Yohe."

"It turns out to be Princess Zhao Min!"

at this time.

Suddenly there was a voice, and then, a red light flashed, and the person landed directly not far from Zhao Min.

See this.

The guards around Zhao Min were about to take action, but Zhao Min blocked them.

"It's okay, we're old friends."

A man wearing a red robe appeared and walked towards Zhao Min.

"On the way, I heard that an ancient artifact was born here. Is it okay if I come to join in the fun?"

When they saw the man in red, most of the people present recognized him.

"The eighth prince of the Jin Dynasty, Sima Wangquan!"

"I didn't expect him to come too."

Some people who knew the man in red couldn't help but said in shock.

"Brother, who is this man in red?"

One of the Jianghu people obviously didn't know him and asked the people around him.

"You are not from Dayuan, are you?"

"Brother is right, I come from the desert."

"No wonder, your desert is too far away from the Jin Dynasty. It's normal not to know. This is the eighth prince of the Jin Dynasty. Although he is not the eldest prince, his reputation is much greater than that of the eldest prince of the Jin Dynasty.

"

"I heard that this eighth prince is a genius. He has no bottlenecks in martial arts. It can be said that he has advanced all the way. It is said that many people in the Jin Dynasty support this eighth prince. But it is a pity that this eighth prince

The prince said directly in front of all the civil and military officials that he would always support his eldest brother."

"After that, the eighth prince traveled to various places for fear of causing discomfort to his elder brother."

"He also said that whoever dares to touch his elder brother must step over his body first."

"He can be called a role model among princes. The prince of the Jin Dynasty has also become the envy of the princes of other dynasties."

"Brother, think about it, who was born into an emperor's family, who wouldn't want to have a brother like this? He's a prodigy in martial arts, and he's trying his best to help himself. It's like a tailwind!"

The desert wanderer heard this.

I couldn't help but take a breath.

"You are really not an ordinary person!"

Most people would not do this if they have this advantage.

That position is definitely worth a try.

But what about Sima Wangquan?

I don't care at all.

"Hmph, will you, Sima Wangquan, leave if this princess says no?" Zhao Min snorted.

Sima Wangquan was not polite and sat directly next to Zhao Min: "Don't worry, how about I help you? I'm just interested and have no desire to take it."

Zhao Min shook his head.

"I'm afraid you will meet your opponent this time."

During the conversation.

The appearance of a group of people in the Dawu Dynasty's seat attracted people's attention.

There are twelve people in total. They all have flaming hair, black clothes and red cloaks. Anyone with such eye-catching clothes can recognize them at a glance.

"The Twelve Immortals Army of the Dawu Dynasty!"

"And those few, I'm afraid they are all from the Tai Sui God."

"Could it be said that the one coming from the Dawu Dynasty this time is the Supreme Lord Tai Sui?"

Some unknown people in the world were a little shocked.

"Um?"

Sima Wangquan looked at him: "Twelve Immortal Taoist Army, Tai Sui God? I remember that the newly appointed Tai Sui God of the Dawu Dynasty was a young man, right?"

"Is he coming this time?"

Zhao Min nodded: "In the Dawu Dynasty, the Tai Sui God is in charge of the Tai Sui God and the Twelve Immortal Dao Army."

"About your age."
To be continued...