Chapter 143 On the correct posture to board the royal warship and the fact that the killer was squatted
"Oh, could Elder Li know the origin of the man who drove the golden ancient chariot?"
Grab and snatch. Nangong Qi, who came from the Yuanshu family, looked back and saw that Elder Li was already a native of the Northern Region, with a great background, and was the Supreme Elder of the Disillusioned Palace for the Great Sect.
They were preparing to go to the Holy City of the Northern Region. They heard that there were a lot of rare stones and some of the things that might be unparalleled, which aroused the interest of this master of Source Art.
He called several elders from the great sects who were close friends and the children of aristocratic families to go together.
"Haha, you don't know. I followed my son of gods to participate in the grand event at the Ancient God Lake six years ago, which was earth-shaking."
Elder Li from the Disillusionment Palace smiled faintly and attracted many gazes at the banquet.
When they mention the grand event of the Ancient God Lake, they can naturally think of many things.
The young emperor of the Wang family, the Saint Son of Yaoguang, the Saint of Yaochi, the young man from the Ji family, and the Jiang Yiting who was corpse outside.
"Elder Li means that the Lord of the Ancient Chariot is the famous young Emperor Beiyuan at that time?"
Nangong Qi's eyes lit up, and a turbulent heart arose. According to this calculation, the young emperor of Beiyuan is only thirteen or fourteen years old now, so young, so he has such a charm.
Is it really that the rumored ancient emperor's reincarnation is so bad?
"Fellow Daoist Nangong is as wise as a torch. Haha, it was the young emperor of Beiyuan who obtained this golden ancient chariot suspected to be a saint soldier from the divine lake since ancient times. It shocked us for a long time.
Thinking about it carefully, this young emperor is really a man of heaven. He was born with a strange phenomenon, and the real dragon and white tiger followed him. When he was less than one year old, a crane came to the west and supported him up and got the Emperor of the Luan Gu
inheritance.
The sword danced with the dragon at the age of five, entered the ancient divine lake at the age of seven, obtained the golden ancient chariot, entered the ancient divine mountain at the age of nine, brought out the Heavenly Emperor Holy Sword, entered the Divine Phoenix Cave at the age of twelve, obtained the Immortal Phoenix Blood of the God of Death.
The four symbols are now back to their positions, and ancient chariots are scattered across the sky, which is truly unparalleled.”
Seeing that everyone was gathering their eyes and listening carefully to his story, Elder Li told the mysterious experience of Emperor Beiyuan one by one.
It soon caused a burst of exclamations, and everyone was stunned. All of this was incredible. It was not possible for those who were lucky in heaven and earth. This person was definitely the protagonist of an era in the history of the human race between heaven and earth.
"I am sorry for his experience if I cannot become an emperor."
The young man beside him took a breath and heard that he could not generalize between people.
"Yes, even if there is a huge change, the worst is that it is the ultimate existence among the saints."
Someone nodded and responded. Today, he has seen a lot. Why is a genius unparalleled? This is how a real man should be born in the world.
"Well, I'm so amazing and beautiful, a great generation; I want to make friends with him."
Nangong Qi's eyes flashed slightly. Although he is a master of source art and comes from the family of source art, he is not comparable to those old ancient families and holy places.
The young emperor came from the Beiyuan Wang family. If he could get his thread, it would be a good thing to seek welfare for future generations.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Nangong, don't worry. I see that the young emperor is moving forward in the Holy City of the Northern Region. The Beiyuan Wang Family and the Golden Family have many industries there.
Senior Nangong went to exchange source techniques, and I believe the Wang family was very happy."
Elder Li smiled. It would be nice to be able to pull a master of Source Art to their side.
The four major sects of the Northern Region had a relationship with the Wang family after they were in the ancient god lake and received some help. Now it's time to repay them.
At the banquet, everyone was raising cups and waiting for the Holy City.
A hundred miles away from the Northern Territory Holy City
Yanxia Town
This town is a bit remote, surrounded by pits of all sizes and traces of bombing.
Wang Teng came by riding an ancient chariot, standing in the sky, overlooking the surroundings.
It's very broken, and there is no trace of anyone's existence.
The powerful Jiang family took action, which was astonishing as the power of the eighteen mountains around it were smoothed out.
This place was originally a den of the Killer Divine Dynasty, and it was impossible to say anything about filth and filth.
"Well, according to the guidance on that token, this is the place."
Wang Teng put away the ancient chariot and circulated the ancient emperor's scriptures. The void around him spontaneously surged, turning into a curtain to cover him, and silently walked into the town.
After half an incense stick
In the middle of the town, there were five pedestrians dressed in merchants standing.
"Why didn't he set out two days ago before he arrived?"
"I don't know, nor have I heard of anything happening."
"What accident can happen if the Son of God gives him Jiang Yiting's ancient lamp?"
Several people whispered, as if waiting for their companions, looking a little anxious.
Soon, a boy came and jumped and walked to everyone.
"Why is there one missing, Luo Tao?"
The boy's eyes swept across everyone, his brows frowned slightly, and he was a little unhappy.
"We don't know either Son of God, but there should be no surprises when you gave him an ancient lamp to protect him."
One of the merchants spoke out that although the assassination of the Jiang family genius was successful, their losses were not small.
"It turns out that Jiang Yiting died at your hands. The Son of the Killer Divine Dynasty is so bold."
Suddenly, a sound came from behind the six people, causing their hair to stand up. Without any hesitation, the secret attack technique rushed out and shot out the colorful clouds in the sky.
One god appeared, wearing war armor, holding ancient artifacts, and slaughtered in the direction where the sound came from.
Skip!
In an instant, it seemed like a real phoenix was crying, and a pair of gorgeous fire wings spread out, bursting out with blood flames.
Each fire feather is like a red cloud magic sword, bright red, crystal clear and dazzling, and the divine light is like a training.
Screaming!
The red clouds rush and blood and fire surged. In just a moment, it pierced through the gods that were culling and burned them into nothingness.
The boy's heart was filled with alarm. He didn't care about disguising himself, and his body suddenly expanded and turned into a young man in black robe. He turned into a long lilac sword in his hand, split the void in front of him and drilled into it.
But he saw a big hand leaning down, and the void overlapped. He seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, his body was unable to move, and the void ripples formed, turning into chains to tie him up.
puff!
He used the secret technique to burn his origin, and the Taoist palace kept trembling and finally moved away part of his body at the critical moment.
Bang!
A big hand flew past him, tearing his entire left arm apart, and a huge gap was cut from half of his body.
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows. The Son of the Killer Divine Dynasty had some skills. The situation of death was delayed by him at the cost of an arm, but unfortunately, it was only delayed.
"Son of God, go quickly!"
"I'll wait to hold him back!"
Behind, the five killers dressed in merchants rushed over, and their energy surged, and they obviously used the secret technique of burning the origin.
A god appeared from the Tao Palace and rushed forward with a roar.
"Noisy!"
Wang Teng snorted coldly, and the light in the Taoist palace was bright and bright, like a big sun hanging high, shining everywhere.
It is a treasure wheel, the five colors blend, the yin and yang energy flow, and the fertility of chaos.
As soon as he appeared, he burst out with terrifying power. The gods were rolled up by him like nutrients, and the five-color waves swept across the four directions, swallowing them all.