"What? Are you doubting me? Or are you questioning the Emperor Tian Palace?"
The face of the young man in purple shirt turned completely cold, and he stared at Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian unkindly.
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian's expressions changed greatly.
But whether Lu Ming can participate in the assessment is related to the situation of the Lie Sun Empire and the life and death of Xuanyuan Sword Sect and Chixiao Valley, so we have to ask clearly.
"Emissary, I misunderstood, but Lu Ming didn't have an invitation letter. It's really strange. Envoy, could you please report it to the higher authorities...!"
Lin Xueyi gritted her teeth and continued.
"presumptuous!"
Before Lin Xueyi finished speaking, the young man in purple shirt shouted loudly, and at the same time, a terrifying aura burst out from the young man in purple shirt.
This breath is as thick as a mountain, as vast as the ocean, extremely powerful, and mighty.
"Half-step king!"
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian both exclaimed. At the same time, a powerful aura erupted from both of them, which offset the force. However, their bodies shook involuntarily and they took three steps back.
Strong, too strong!
Everyone at the scene was shocked and stared at the young man in purple shirt with wide eyes.
No one had ever dreamed that this young man in purple shirt could actually be a half-step king.
He looks to be only twenty-six or seventeen years old. At such a young age, he has actually reached the level of a half-step king. It is really amazing.
And it seems that he is stronger than Lin Xueyi and the other two.
"Is this the strength of the Emperor Tian Palace? A young man who came to the Lie Sun Empire to deliver an invitation is actually so powerful!"
On the side, Lu Ming's eyes were also focused, and his face was a little solemn.
"Hmph! There is a reason for what the Emperor Palace does. How can I allow you to be suspicious? If you commit your first offense, I won't pursue it. If there is a next time, I won't mind killing you!"
The young man in purple shirt had gloomy eyes and said coldly, with a condescending attitude.
"Headmaster Lin, there is no need to say more!"
Lu Ming sent a message to Lin Xueyi.
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian sighed and said no more.
"snort!"
The young man in purple shirt snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and turned away.
The moment he turned around, he glanced at Lu Ming, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.
Although it only passed by in a flash, it was still captured by Lu Ming.
"Well? What's going on? I have never met this person, and I have never had any grudges with the Emperor Tian Palace. Why does this person look at me with a cold look?"
Lu Ming frowned and thought.
"What is going on? Why didn't the champion Houhui receive the invitation?"
Ling Potian had a bad temper. As soon as the young man in purple shirt left, Ling Potian started shouting.
"Yes, this matter is too strange!"
Lin Xueyi also frowned, full of worry.
Without an invitation letter, you cannot participate in the assessment of the Emperor's Divine Guard.
If Qiu Changkong did not enter the Emperor's Divine Guard, it would be okay. If Qiu Changkong entered the Emperor's Divine Guard, even if he only became a reserve Emperor's Divine Guard, then they would all be in danger.
"The two heads, Champion Hou, I have a guess, I don't know if it is true or not!"
At this time, an old voice sounded, and an old man with snow-white hair walked out.
"Senior Hua, what are your guesses?"
Lin Xueyi asked hurriedly.
This old man is a senior member of the royal family. Even if Hua Zhengxing was alive, he would still call him uncle.
He has a very high seniority and has the cultivation level of the ninth level of Wuzong. He is the only ninth level master of Wuzong left in the royal family.
The old uncle pondered for a moment and said: "I like to make friends all over the world. Even the Shifang Sword Sect has my friends. I once vaguely heard a secret. It is said that after Qiu Changkong was young, he was killed by the emperor.
A big shot in the eastern branch of the Tianxuan Domain of Tianshen Palace took a fancy to him and accepted him as a registered disciple!"
"What? Qiu Changkong is the registered disciple of a big figure in the eastern branch of the Tianxuan Territory of the Emperor Tian Palace?"
The old uncle's words were like a bomb, making everyone's minds rumble.
Everyone looked at the old uncle in shock.
"Senior, is this true?"
Lin Xueyi's voice trembled.
The old uncle nodded and said: "There should be nothing wrong."
Silk…
There were gasps of air, and the atmosphere at the scene became extremely depressing and heavy.
"In that case, Qiu Changkong probably did something. Otherwise, with the talent of the champion, how could he not receive the invitation?"
Lin Xueyi said in a deep voice, her eyes full of solemnity.
"What should we do? With such a big shot backing Qiu Changkong, isn't it certain that he can join the Emperor's Divine Guard?"
An elder in golden robe said.
"That's not necessarily the case. The selection of the Emperor's Divine Guards has its own rules. You don't have to have a backer to be able to join. In the end, it all depends on your own strength!"
Break through the way of heaven.
"good!"
Others nodded.
Despite this, the atmosphere at the scene was still extremely depressing.
"Seniors, there is no need to worry so much. When the time comes, it will only be a battle. Who will win? Before the battle, who knows?"
At this time, Lu Ming said loudly.
There was no trace of discouragement on his face, and he stood upright, still confident and resolute, like a divine spear that shattered the sky.
The soldiers will block it, the water will cover it, and the earth will cover it. So what if Qiu Changkong has a backstage?
It's just a fight.
"The champion is right. Things haven't reached the worst yet. We don't need to be discouraged. The only way right now is to continuously improve our own strength."
Lin Xueyi said.
Afterwards, everyone returned to the main hall, discussed for a while, and then left.
It's just that there is a big stone weighing on everyone's psychology, and it is difficult to let go for a while.
Lu Ming returned to the big tent of the Red Blood Army Camp, entered the Supreme Temple, and sat cross-legged.
"Strength, no matter what situation you face, as long as you are strong enough, you can solve everything."
Lu Ming thought to himself.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a pile of spiritual grass appeared on the platform.
Lu Ming plans to start practicing the Ten Thousand Spirits Fighting Body.
He has not practiced physical training for a while. The reason is that there are no high-level spiritual herbs. Those first- and second-level spiritual herbs are too ineffective to practice and are a waste of time.
During this period, there were repeated battles. Lu Ming killed a large number of powerful martial arts masters and obtained the opponent's storage rings, as well as a lot of fourth-level spiritual herbs.
Lu Ming had already achieved a level 5 physical body before, but only with level 4 spiritual grass, the effect would be great if he improved it.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, two fourth-level spiritual grasses were grabbed by Lu Ming, and he began to use the Wanling Battle Body technique.
It didn't take long for the two spiritual grasses to turn into spiritual energy, which penetrated into the depths of Lu Ming's body and refined its strength.
After the two plants were refined, two more plants were taken out.
Time passed slowly while Lu Ming was practicing.
...
Zhuqueyuan, the residence of Yanlan.
"Lan'er, do you really want to go to that place?"
Yan Lan looked at Mulan anxiously.
"Grandpa, is there any other way now that things have happened? Only by going to that place can we get an invitation letter for Lu Ming, and then Lu Ming can participate in the selection of the Emperor's Divine Guard!"