Kunpeng's eyes were like the scorching sun, and his blazing gaze was unabashedly exuding murderous intent. Qianyuan felt like a little snake being stared at by a goshawk, his heart was trembling, and his soul was chilling!
At this moment, Qianyuan thought of running under the sunset that year...
"This junior wants to say that Heaven has reappeared after millions of years. This is a great joy that Heaven and Earth celebrate! Anyone who dares to say no is an enemy of the whole world. I, Qianyuan, will not let him go.
he!"
Ancestor King:......
The great sage Qianyuan was righteous and impassioned. He used his integrity stronger than divine gold and his face-changing speed faster than Xing Zijue to tell the world: It makes sense for him to become a great sage!
After delivering his speech, Qianyuan printed his real name on the Fengshen Monument with unparalleled speed, his anxious attitude was like that of a sheep being chased by a tiger.
Seeing that Kunpeng's eyes were still cold, Qianyuan gritted his teeth and turned his attention to the other two great saints beside him, as well as the ancestors, kings and leaders below:
"What are you still doing? Do you want to be the enemy of the world?"
Everyone:......
The final result showed that the participants of this meeting all "understood the righteousness". Under Kunpeng's friendly invitation and Qianyuan's leadership, everyone happily printed their names on the monument to the gods.
It was only then that Kunpeng said calmly: "Well, you are not bad!"
Qianyuan breathed a long sigh of relief and quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Then he turned his head and saw Mo Tian and Cang Yue staring at him faintly. Looking down, he saw the incomprehensible gazes of the ancestor kings.
Qianyuan:……
The most important thing has been resolved. With a quasi-emperor in charge and two imperial weapons as the foundation, the establishment of Heavenly Court has become a fact and is unstoppable!
From today on, Ziwei will have only one overlord, with all religions worshiping and all kings bowing their heads!
Even if some people are unwilling to do so, they have to accept this fact.
But now there is still a question in everyone's mind. Where did Feng Jinghong dig out such a large quasi-emperor?
"May I ask the Dharma King, who is the ancestor Kunpeng of Beihai?" an old monster asked.
This is a question in the minds of many people. Ancestor Kunpeng is still very famous in Ziwei. From the kings of the oldest generation to the geniuses of the younger generation, everyone has basically heard of his legend.
The only problem is that the legendary Kunpeng ancestor was just a saint, but the one who appeared today is a supreme quasi-emperor.
The most important thing is that the quasi-emperor in front of him is too young, and his vitality is even more vigorous than that of a young man. He does not look like a great monster that has been around for thousands of years.
Kunpeng nodded: "Yes, it's me!"
After receiving the affirmative answer, the crowd was filled with exclamation. Everyone in Ziwei was happy. This invincible senior was also an "indigenous" and one of their own. He should probably take care of them and not let them become the ancestors of the ancient clan.
snacks.
The saints of the ancient tribe were afraid. Fortunately, none of them went to the North Sea to stir up trouble. Otherwise, their bones would be cold by now.
Then a new question arose in everyone's mind: Since Kunpeng is also Ziwei's creature, why did he join Feng Jinghong's command?
Especially the three great sages, they couldn't figure out how Feng Jinghong conquered a quasi-emperor. This is unscientific!
But Kunpeng didn't answer this question. After writing the monument to the gods, he tore open the space and disappeared.
A master must have the skills of a master. He doesn't have time to deal with these people here. The most important thing is to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.
At this time, Feng Jinghong spoke again: "Everyone, I am very happy today, and I wish you congratulations on the 10th!"
"That's right!" Everyone agreed and raised their smiling faces. Anyway, if you can't resist, just lie down.
At this time, a person in the field rolled his eyes and suddenly said loudly:
"The establishment of the Heavenly Court is a great joy for the whole world. I have a great fortune in the Four Seas Pavilion. I would like to offer you a portion of the Three Lights Divine Water to congratulate the Heavenly Court and congratulate Your Highness!"
As soon as these words came out, the place was quiet for a moment, and then everyone reacted one after another. They secretly cursed this person for being shameless and rushed to give gifts to people. You have so much money!
The next second, "Tong Bo, in the Xueyue Cave, presents a piece of ancient jade from the sky to heaven..."
"I am a poor man with a clear mind and a clear mind. I would like to give you a wind-avoiding bead..."
…
All the cult leaders spoke one after another, each one louder than the other, for fear that Feng Jinghong would not notice him.
"Oh, the human race is still like this. When it comes to seeking out tricks and flattery, other ethnic groups can't match them!"
At the VIP table, King Luo Shou looked at the leaders below vying to offer gifts, with a look of disdain on his face.
"Yes, they are always opportunistic, but they don't know that strength is the most important. No matter how precious the gifts they give, their status in the heart of His Highness the Emperor is not as good as mine!"
The Green Ghost King nodded in agreement.
When Luo Sku heard that the Green Ghost King had the same views as him, he couldn't help but get excited about it!
Just as he was about to open his mouth to continue his criticism, he saw the Green Ghost King take out a box and quickly approach Feng Jinghong:
"Your Highness, I, the old ghost, give you a piece of Purple Cloud Crystal to wish heaven eternal prosperity!"
Luo Gu:……
Seeing other ancestor kings also giving gifts one by one, Luo Sku finally gritted his teeth and took out a piece of aqua blue sacred wood and put it over.
…
The people who came to the party this time were either the masters of one force or the ancestors with advanced cultivation. Naturally, their gifts were not shabby, and there were mountains of all kinds of rare treasures.
The gift that surprised Feng Jinghong the most was from Blood Moon Queen Qinglan. She walked up to Feng Jinghong and said with a smile:
"I didn't bring any decent treasures with me when I went out today, but I did bring a maid with me. Her appearance is acceptable, so I'll give it to His Highness!"
After speaking, a soul mark was placed in Feng Jinghong's hand.
Her gift is none other than Ziwei’s most beautiful woman, Yin Tiande’s original fiancée—Guanghan Fairy Yi Qingwu!
Feng Jinghong looked carefully and saw that this girl was indeed of ice-cold flesh and jade bones, and her beauty was fragrant. But compared with the legend, she was a little less cold and a little more enchanting at this time.
Yi Qingwu bowed softly: "My servant Qingwu, I have met His Highness!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Yes!" Feng Jinghong nodded lightly and accepted this great gift.
Yi Qingwu consciously stood behind him, extremely obedient, and she didn't know how the Blood Moon Queen trained her...
The Heavenly Court was officially established, and the news spread throughout the world!
Feng Jinghong not only established a dominant position in the spiritual world, but also arranged for people to preach in the mortal world.
With the cooperation of various major forces, the name of Heavenly Court quickly spread throughout Ziwei, and even mortals knew about this organization.
There are temples of heaven everywhere, worshiping only one person - Emperor Feng Jinghong!
With Feng Jinghong's current strength, it is definitely not possible to become emperor in the monk world, but there is no problem in the mortal world.
In just six months, he had already gained a massive amount of power of faith, all of which was stored in the Vajra.
…
In the early morning, the warm sunshine was shining, and Feng Jinghong was still sleeping soundly.
Next to him was the battered Yi Qingwu. The beauty smoothed her scattered black hair, gently pushed the person beside her pillow, and said warmly:
"Your Highness, it's time to get up. Didn't you say you were going to watch the selection of the generals today?"
Feng Jinghong opened her eyes leisurely, her eyes were blank for a moment, then she fell on the beauty, and said with a smile:
"It's boring to just watch other people fight. Come on, let's fight for 500 rounds first..."
With a sweet cry, the room was filled with spring scenery.
After half a year of training, Yi Qingwu has completely submitted to Feng Jinghong.
In such a world where the strong is respected, the way to conquer a woman is very simple:
One, better than her!
Two, conquer her!
Three, put her to bed!
After being crushed by Feng Jinghong inside and out, mentally and physically, Yi Qingwu, who had been trained once by the Blood Moon Queen, completely returned to her heart.
Feng Jinghong had been born for twelve years at this time, and her body had grown into the appearance of a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. Naturally, she picked the most beautiful crape myrtle flower without any ceremony and tasted it...
It's not that he is not reserved, it's just that the enemy is too tempting...
I'm sorry, my female Holy Spirit...
Sorry, my An Miaoyi...
On the other side, in the empty and lonely space, Ye Hei was still wandering in confusion, with an old man in green holding a sarcophagus beside him.
After Feng Jinghong kicked him off the boat, he hesitated again and again, but still found the Divine Thought of the Sun Holy Emperor based on the clues left by Feng Jinghong, and then embarked on his journey with the help of the five-color altar he built.
On this day, he once again entered a new star field.
At this moment, the Holy Emperor of the Sun's mind suddenly shook, briefly regaining his clarity, and then led him forward for a certain distance, and then suddenly disappeared.
When Ye Hei was wondering, he suddenly felt a pull of gravity. When he looked closely, he saw a big purple star in front of him, exuding a supreme and mysterious aura.
Thinking of the star road map engraved in the Kowloon coffin, Ye Fan guessed that this should be the legendary Ziwei Emperor Star.
Pulled by the gravity of the stars, Ye Fan flew straight towards Ziwei.
But soon he discovered something that made him desperate: the magic power that the Sun Holy Emperor God only wanted to put on him had not disappeared, and he could not use his own magic power.
In other words, he can't fly now!
Falling directly from outer space to the ground, even if he has become a saint-level powerhouse, he will definitely fall into pieces.
When he thought that he might become the first powerful person in history to fall to death, Ye Hei suddenly felt bad.
He desperately mobilized his magic power, finally mobilized a little bit, and then quickly used the Mother Qi Cauldron to put himself in it.
Finally, a shining meteorite fell from the sky and landed in a beautiful mountain range, destroying a forest.
When Ye Fan climbed out of the pit, he saw a group of armored soldiers surrounding him.
The leading general held a scroll in his hand, compared it with him carefully, then raised his hand and asked:
"Your Excellency, is the Holy Body Ye Fan?"
Ye Hei looked confused, but he didn't feel any hostility, so he didn't hide it. He nodded and said:
"Yes, it's me. Are you?"
The leading general said: "Your Excellency, Wang Wu, is here to greet you by order of His Highness the Prince of Heaven."
"Prince?" Ye Fan was stunned. The other party arrived earlier than him: "How did he know that I would end up here?"
"I don't know about that," Wang Wu replied.
Ye Hei thought for a while but didn't say anything. He knew Feng Jinghong's mystery very well. The other party seemed to have some kind of prophetic ability. It was not impossible to predict his landing point and time.
But when he thought of Feng Jinghong leaving him alone in the universe without any warning, his anger suddenly rose!
"Where is he now?" Ye Hei asked through gritted teeth.
"His Highness spends most of his time in heaven, but recently due to the selection of divine generals, His Highness's whereabouts are uncertain. I don't know the details."
Wang Wu paused: "But His Highness has told me that you can stay in the Bajing Palace first and then wait for him to come find him. Or you can go and find him on your own!"
Ye Fan was a little stunned: "Heavenly Court, selection of divine generals, Bajing Palace..." Why couldn't he understand a word.
After some explanations from Wang Wu, Ye Fan realized how much Feng Jinghong had done in the year since she arrived early.
Even he was shocked by the other party's achievements.
You know, when he made waves in Beidou, Feng Jinghong was still an egg.
But in just twelve years, the other party has become a master on the same level as him, and even directly conquered a planet and established the mythical heaven.
He had always come from behind and caught up with others, but at this moment, Ye Hei felt the pressure of being overtaken by others for the first time.
During the conversation, the two of them had reached the depths of Taiqing Holy Realm. Looking at the purple misty palace in front of them, Ye Fan murmured:
"This is the Eight Views Palace, my dojo..."
Arriving at the legendary place in his hometown, Ye Hei couldn't help but feel curious and excited, and rushed in happily...
The most exciting thing about Ziweixing recently is the selection of divine generals held by heaven.
Nowadays, who doesn’t want to join the most powerful force in Ziwei, where the quasi-emperor sits and there are clouds of saints? Just getting a few words of advice is enough to last a lifetime!
The Heavenly Court at this time is even more lively than when it was last established. After all, only the masters of the major forces were invited that time, while this selection is open to all the monks of Ziwei.
Tianting Ad Tianxia: No matter where you are from, what race you are, what age you are, as long as you are strong enough in combat, you can compete for the position of God General.
There are ten positions of god generals in total, and the ten strongest people can get the quota.
In addition to joining the Heavenly Court, these ten people can also receive generous rewards, including the Great Emperor's Scriptures, Supreme Secret Techniques, etc., and the top three can each receive a Holy Weapon!
You must know that before the arrival of the ancient tribe, the sacred artifacts were already the strongest foundation of Ziwei's major forces. The entire world combined can only count them in two hands.
But now, as long as you win the top three in the competition, you can get one privately. Who can resist such a temptation?
All of a sudden, heroes from all over the world gathered together, their fighting spirit rising to the sky, and they all wanted to fight for a bright future!
The format of the competition is very simple. There are ten arenas, and the battle starts at the same time. There are no restrictions on age or realm (except for the ancestor king). The person standing at the end is the winner.
This method is very rough, but it is also very effective. Unless someone is really good at crushing the others, they will easily be dragged to death by the wheel battle.
But this is the effect Feng Jinghong wants. He wants to select the strongest person through this method, otherwise how can he be worthy of the title of Heavenly Divine General.
At this time, the selection is about to begin, and the talents from all over the world are already gearing up and can't wait.