One after another, there are magnificent palaces and tall and majestic sky towers, majestic and majestic, sitting on the nine heavens. The fairy mist is hazy, the clouds are lingering, and the buildings are vast and boundless.
Below is the vast imperial capital, where hundreds of millions of people live in the ancient Chinese imperial capital.
In the most magnificent celestial palace, the ancient Chinese emperor wears a nine-dragon crown and a nine-dragon robe. He blends with the heaven and earth and becomes one, making the sun and moon eclipse.
His hair is as white as snow, his body is strong and muscular, and his aura is like an abyss or sea, which is intimidating. An ancestral dragon seems to have flesh and blood coiled around his head.
Next to Emperor Guhua stands a graceful girl. Her black hair reaches to her waist, like ink brocade, and her face is flawless. This is the fourth most beautiful woman in Zhongzhou, Jiang Ruoyu, the seventeenth princess of Guhua Dynasty.
There are four powerful imperial uncles standing on the golden and jade steps. They are wrapped in dragon energy, extremely majestic, with sharp eyes and overwhelming magic power.
There were many princes and grandsons below. They looked respectful and respectful, and did not dare to violate the rules in the slightest.
"Ruoyu, thanks to the divine spring and holy fruit you brought, otherwise I would be in the ancient forbidden land now." Looking at his seventeenth princess, Emperor Guhua's eyes flashed with a softness.
Although he has a lofty status, is the master of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and is in charge of the immortal dynasty, in the face of time, everything is empty talk. After all, people are bound to die, and no matter how great a hero is, he will also come to an end, and he will be as miserable as his old age. A peerless overlord
In the end, it is just a handful of loess, just like the sunset, bright red, but dim and ending.
After feeling the breath of death, he cherished his life even more.
"Ruoyu, you have made great achievements this time, what do you want?"
Looking at his many heirs, Emperor Guhua was very excited. This time Jiang Ruoyu brought a third of the holy fruit and half a bottle of divine spring, which was enough to extend his life for four hundred years.
"I, I..." Seeing her father asking her to express her wish, Jiang Ruoyu's figure floated across the sea of consciousness.
It was that man who rescued her when she was humiliated. After that, she was breathed into her body by the death energy. He helped her warm up her body and gave her a holy fruit and a bottle of divine spring...
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Echoing the time the two spent together, Jiang Ruoyu said firmly: "Father, I want the holy body of Ye Fan!"
At this time, Emperor Guhua was drinking tea. Hearing these words, his face was a little stunned. All four imperial uncles looked at him with scrutiny.
Emperor Guhua was helpless. He put down the tea cup and said in a slightly relaxed tone: "Ruoyu, can you change it?"
This is not that he looks down on Ye Fan. The reasons are complicated. First, the matter between Ye Fan and the Ji family’s pearl is known to all the five regions. Princess Guhua and the Ji family’s pearl are competing for the ancient waste body, and they are at cross purposes. As the head of the immortal dynasty,
, he doesn’t want to become the laughing stock of the Five Realms just yet.
The second is that he could not find Ye Fan. After the Battle of Yancheng in the Southern Territory, Cao Yusheng shined brightly and became famous in Beidou.
He used the Nine Transformations of Dragon Transformation to cross-attack Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor of the Seventh Level of Immortal One, and even won. Later, the Emperor attempted to seize Ye Fan with his incomplete holy weapons, but was captured alive by Cao Yusheng with the Ultimate Emperor's soldiers.
The former is not enough to shock him. At most, he is a rising talent. If he is destined, he will join the ancient China. If not, he will let nature take its course. The latter is a breakthrough in the sky. A new Ji Dao Emperor Weapon is enough.
It shocked the five realms and directly changed many things.
Now the elders of the Huanggu Ji family are smiling and starting to think about marriage again. However, the candidate has not been determined for a long time. Ji Biyue's status and bloodline are not enough. Ji Ziyue and Ye Fan are having an affair, and they are extremely resistant to the matter.
When the Ji family's ancestral land was discussing matters, some elders even sighed, if Ji Haoyue was a princess, there would be no need to worry about this matter. As soon as these words came out, Ji Yanzhi's face turned dark instantly, and he felt bitter inside...
Cao Yusheng's rise is unstoppable, and with the imperial soldiers protecting him, who can stop him. And Ye Fan and Cao Yusheng have become good friends, and all the religions in the northern region have canceled their reward orders; the great elder of the Yaoguang Holy Land has personally stepped forward, hoping to use his heavy
The gift redeems the Holy Son of Light.
Although the ancient holy body cannot break into the four extremes, Ye Fan has received the inheritance of Yuantian Master and may become the seventh-generation Yuantian Master in the future, and has the capital to be valued by the Holy Land Grand Sect.
The girl in gold robe was extremely noble, with stars in her eyes, she said firmly: "I only want him."
Seeing that the old man was not moved at all, she pulled the hem of Emperor Guhua's clothes and said softly: "Father, he is valued by Master Cao, and there is news from Chaos Palace that he wants to help Ye Fan break into the Four Pole. If he
If the barrier is successfully overcome, great success can be expected, and in the next ten thousand years the world will be dominated by the great holy body."
An uncle from the Guhua Dynasty came forward, he sighed softly and said: "Ruoyu, there has never been a holy body in the secret realm of the four extremes since ancient times. The Dacheng holy body is just a legend."
"It takes tens of millions of kilograms of energy to break through for the Holy Body to enter the four poles... There have been holy places that have done this before, but they failed. Heaven and earth do not allow it. Even if it is Taoist Cao's will, how can it defy heaven?" Another
An imperial uncle also shook his head and was not optimistic about Ye Fan stepping into the secret realm of the Four Extremes.
"He and Ji Ziyue have been married for a long time. Ruoyu, why are you obsessed with him?" Emperor Guhua also did not agree with this marriage.
Seeing that her relatives all had objections, Jiang Ruoyu became angry and blurted out what was in her heart: "I am already Ye Fan's, and I will not marry him unless he is the one. No matter what, I will go to the Southern Territory to find him."
She was originally a pampered princess of the divine dynasty, overbearing and domineering, and was known as a witch in the imperial capital. Because she was born on a red sun high in the sky, with golden light and waterfalls of light, she was considered by Emperor Guhua to be born in response to auspiciousness.
Therefore, he is loved very much and no one dares to provoke him.
"You, you don't look like a royal princess, you are not reserved at all." Emperor Guhua felt helpless and sighed.
Jiang Ruoyu's face also turned red. Seeing the four uncles shaking their heads, she felt a little flustered and whispered: "I'm going to persuade him not to break through. He has received the inheritance from Cao Tianshi. If he masters the art of origin, he will
, it’s not bad to become a Yuantian Master.”
Hearing these words, Emperor Guhua sat on the dragon throne with a hint of emotion on his face. If the seventh generation Yuan Tianshi entered the Guhua Dynasty...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He said seriously: "Can you compete for the Ji family's pearl?"
Jiang Ruoyu hesitated, then took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling.
"No matter what, I will bring him back."
The black-haired girl's eyes sparkled, her beautiful face was blushing and confident, and she had a unique temperament.
"Take two million kilograms of energy and ask Jiang Xuan to accompany you." Emperor Guhua laughed loudly, his dragon energy roared as he spoke, looking down at the world, with the air of being the only one in the world.
"Father, you agree!" Jiang Ruoyu was overjoyed, her eyes became a line with laughter, and her heart was agitated.
Jiang Xuan on the side accepted the order and turned to leave. He was going to get the source. He also understood the meaning of the ring. The two million kilograms of pure source were not for Ye Fan, but for Cao Yusheng.
As a waste body, to be favored by the Palace of Chaos, the Qinglian Dynasty and the Yuan Tianshi lineage, Ye Fan is indeed extraordinary.
The Southern Territory of the Eastern Wasteland, the ancestral land of the ancient Ji family.
In the bronze hall, at the lapis lazuli table, a middle-aged man and a young girl sat opposite each other.
The girl in purple shouted angrily: "Father, I want to get out!"
"Who told you? Huh, it's only Haoyue."
Ji Yanzhi opened his eyes, a bright light shot out of his eyes, and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.
"Now Ye Fan is about to break through, and with the full support of Master Cao Tianshi and Chaos Palace, his future is limitless. The Dacheng Holy Body can compete with the Great Emperor. Even the Holy Land of Shaking Light is afraid of him and will no longer be his enemy."
The moon blinked its big eyes and said vividly.
Seeing that his precious daughter's heart was all about Mark, Ji Yanzhi was furious, with fire in his eyes, and said: "My lover is about to turn over, and your wings are hardened, right? Do you still have me as a father in your eyes?"
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Under Ji Yanzhi's roar, Ji Ziyue stood with hands hanging down, not daring to say more, waiting for the next storm.
Ji Yanzhi looked at her coldly, with a very serious attitude. For a moment, time in the palace seemed to have stopped, and a bigger storm seemed to be brewing.
The girl in purple clothes felt uneasy in her heart, her thoughts were turning over and over again, and her soul had already drifted to the outside world.
Seeing his daughter's distraught appearance, Ji Yanzhi turned his face away, not bothering to look at her. He said lukewarmly: "Now that Yan Ming is still recovering from his injuries in the Northern Territory, the family has very different opinions on whether to continue to reward Ye Fan."
Ji Ziyue listened quietly and did not express an opinion. Facing her old father's anger, she already knew how to deal with it.
"The seventh elder and the third elder are still hostile to Mark, but the fifth and eighth elders recognize him."
Ji Yanzhi's voice is very majestic, every word is like a big bell in Huanglu, captivating people's hearts and souls.
Seeing Ji Yanzhi's gentle voice, Little Moon breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Father, you are here to let me out!"
Ji Yanzhi glanced at her and felt a little distressed when he saw his daughter's weight loss. He couldn't say the words he was planning to reprimand.
He sighed, with a hint of exhaustion on his face. He stood up, walked to the door of the hall, stopped, and said: "Go ahead, our ancestor is dying. There are too few sacred springs in the ancient forbidden land to extend his life. Alas.
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"Grandpa is dying, how is that possible?"
Ji Ziyue slipped out from Ji Yanzhi's side nervously, then turned into a beautiful purple light and flew towards the depths of the ancestral land.
An old man with a crystal-clear body and snow-white hair came out, looked at Ji Ziyue's leaving figure, and said with a smile: "This is the best choice."
Ji Tianyao's voice was gentle, and he was very optimistic about the marriage between Ji Ziyue and Ye Fan. He did not show any intention of entering the Northern Territory with the Emperor's soldiers to kill Ye Fan and seize the source of the mother energy of all things.
In short, everything is for the family!
"Let's see if she can get the holy fruit!" The eighth eldest son of the Ji family also appeared and said calmly.
Ji Yanzhi remained silent. As a father, he did not want to have any interest relationship with his daughter, so he did not mention the Holy Fruit this time.
But as the next Holy Lord, he needs to take care of the entire family. This time the ancestor is about to transform into Taoism. He is the pillar of the Ji family and the only Dao-killing king. If he leaves, the Ji family will definitely
shrinking force.
The three of them stood in front of the hall, all overlooking the ancestral land of the Ji family. One had sad eyes, one had a spring breeze on his face, and one was calm...