Emperor Xia nodded lightly and looked at the young man in gold robe in front of him with a gentle smile on his face.
Compared with before the retreat, the biggest change in Xia Yu Chengfeng at this time was not the improvement of his realm, but...the imperial power that dominated the world.
Under this momentum, even Emperor Xia felt frightened, as if he was facing an ancient god-king.
As the second supreme evildoer of the Xia clan who has cultivated the World-Suppressing Emperor Scripture to the ninth level, Xia Yu Chengfeng's current achievements are already superior to those of Emperor Xia.
"Father, where is that young master of the Ji clan now?"
Xia Yu Chengfeng looked indifferent, and the shadow of the Three Thousand Ancient Emperors behind him gradually disappeared.
The golden glow in his eyes gradually calmed down, and his whole aura became calm and leisurely.
"Um?"
Emperor Xia raised his brows lightly, smiled and shook his head, "With your talent, as long as you practice with peace of mind to the level of eight tribulations, no one in the world can be your opponent."
although!!
Previously, Xia Yu Chengfeng had been shocked by the Ji Clan's young master, but unexpectedly achieved his ninth level of the Emperor's Scripture.
And, more importantly, Xia Yu Chengfeng seemed to have awakened a more terrifying divine body, such as the legendary ancient divine emperor body.
This divine body gathers the power of thousands of ancient emperors, adds it to one body, and is protected by heaven.
even!!
Every time Xia Yu Chengfeng takes action, it is equivalent to... three thousand ancient emperors taking action at the same time.
Thinking about such power makes one's scalp numb and the heart palpitating.
"Father, I can't wait any longer."
Xia Yu Chengfeng shook his head, his eyes indifferent.
He doesn't allow anyone in this world to stand above him, which is more like a shame to him.
"There was news from the Sacred Sun Mountain before, inviting all the geniuses of the clans in Qingyuan World to attend the Sun Worship Ceremony."
Emperor Xia pondered for a moment, and there seemed to be a decision in his eyes.
With Xia Yu Chengfeng's current strength, he would never
Will be inferior to any contemporary monster.
And if he really was the destined body mentioned by the Xia Clan God Priest, how could he fall so easily?
Emperor Xia smiled warmly and looked up to the east of the world. "The Holy Mountain of the Sun invited the Ji clan master by name to go to the Holy Mountain and participate in the holy ceremony. I'm afraid...it also has a purpose."
"Holy Sun Mountain?"
Xia Yu Chengfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and he nodded slowly.
The moment he took a step forward, a golden imperial road seemed to emerge beneath his feet, running through the sky and stretching for hundreds of millions of miles.
until!!
Xia Yu Chengfeng's figure disappeared into the distant sky. Behind the imperial palace, Xia Yu Shuyun's eyes flashed with depth.
With Emperor Xia's character, there is no way he would make such a childish mistake.
These Xia clan princes went forward one by one, looking like they were seeking death.
As the leader of the imperial clan, Emperor Xia's scheming was the most sophisticated in the world.
How could he watch these sons die?
If it were said that Xia Sheng's death that day would not arouse Emperor Xia's concerns.
Then after Xia Yao and Xia Lin died one after another, they would definitely be jealous of Emperor Xia.
Now Xia Yu Chengfeng has cultivated the World-Suppressing Emperor Sutra to the ninth level. Such talent is enough to support the Xia clan's throne for the next 100,000 years.
Can!!
At this time, Emperor Xia still sent him to the Holy Mountain of the Sun. Wasn't he afraid that the Xia clan's strongest talent would be lost again?
"What secrets does the Xia Clan... hide?"
Xia Yushu Yun's beautiful eyes were gloomy, and she felt an inexplicable chill in her heart.
Nowadays, the world is in turmoil. A young master from the Ji clan overthrows thousands of clans and achieves great fame. A demon sect appears below, overthrows the rule of the royal family and reverses the reform.
The pattern of heaven and earth.
It stands to reason that with the Xia Emperor's character, he would never sit back and watch someone threaten the Xia clan's rule in the world.
But now, Emperor Xia seemed indifferent to this, and even repeatedly allowed the Ji clan master to provoke the Xia clan.
What on earth is he plotting?
"Boom!"
At the same time, Qing Yuan went to the far east.
I saw a golden portal standing between the clouds and mountains, and the figures of Ling Xiao and Han Qingqiu fell from the sky and landed in front of the immortal gate.
"Sir, this is the entrance to the Holy Mountain of the Sun."
Ji Wuming stood behind the two of them, his face inexplicably solemn.
With the status of this holy land, not even the Imperial Clan dared to look down upon it.
After all, as descendants of gods, the blood flowing in their bodies contains the true holy will of the world.
When the Demon Jedi was launched, Yi Qianshan, the descendant of the Holy Mountain of the Sun, fought with him and almost killed Ji Wuming.
If the young master hadn't arrived in time, with the strength of contemporary people like them, there would be no way they could be Yi Qianshan's opponents.
Even the Young Master was almost injured under the arrows of the Son of the Sun.
Although in the end, he still failed to escape from the master's grasp, but... Looking at the thousands of clans in Qingyuan, no one in the current generation can break the master's defense.
It can be seen from this that Yi Qianshan's strength is enough to surpass all the descendants of the imperial clan and the saint sons of the great sect.
"Well, let's go."
Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at the sky in the distance, with a gentle smile on his lips.
Ji Wuming and others didn't know that Yi Qianshan, whom he suppressed back then, was just an incarnation.
I am afraid that the sudden birth of the Holy Sun Mountain this time must be related to the Holy Son of the Sun.
Since he has seen Ling Xiao's terrifying combat power, he still dares to be so arrogant in inviting all the contemporary monsters in the Qingyuan world here. He is probably relying on him a little.
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br> What Ling Xiao really cares about is not his bloodline or talent, but his luck.
Now, his destiny body still needs three destiny sons with 100,000 fortunes to be completely forged.
And as long as he can achieve his destiny, maybe... he can use this ray of luck to gain an opportunity to escape from the chess game of heaven and earth.
"Buzz."
As Ling Xiao and the others stepped into the Immortal Gate, the world in front of them also underwent earth-shaking changes.
I saw mountain peaks towering up into the sky, shining brightly, exuding endless rays of light.
The terrifying spiritual energy interweaves like rivers, evolving into countless ancient and wonderful visions.
The palace and the divine tower are looming in the mountain, just like a fairy garden, vast and exquisite.
And everywhere in the world, golden runes could be faintly seen hanging down, sealing the entire world.
Under this divine power, even Ji Wuming's face showed a look of fear and shock.
The golden light shines brightly, and the avenue is lined with buildings.
At the end of the void, there was a big star roaring, the sun and the moon were in phase, emitting a torrential and mighty aura.
"It is indeed the Holy Mountain of the Sun. The aura here is simply more terrifying than that of Luoshui of the Ji Clan."
Ji Wuming swallowed, the seals around the holy mountain alone were enough to scare him.
It's hard to imagine how they would respond once the Holy Sun Mountain wanted to attack Ling Xiao here?
"Son..."
At this moment, Han Qingqiu's face showed a look of confusion, and his eyes reflected a ray of extremely brilliant golden light.
"What's wrong?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he had a guess in his heart.
"I always feel that the mountain in front of me is a bit familiar...and...that feeling is getting stronger and stronger."
Han Qingqiu pursed her red lips and turned to look at Ling Xiao, "Master, will it... bring you trouble?"