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Chapter 912 Tianjiao is like a cloud

The ancient city of Wanluo has a very long history.

It is located in the west of the Pixiu Dynasty, the first dynasty of the Dragon Realm, very close to the Lord Mountain Range.

Rumor has it that this city already existed before the Pixiu Dynasty was established.

The ancient city of Wanluo looks extremely majestic, like an ancient sacred mountain, towering over the vast land.

The walls of the ancient city are made of pitch-black meteorites and are indestructible, but they are covered with cracks, which are traces left by the years.

Inside the city, there are ancient palaces standing everywhere, and some even emit a dazzling glow, like the residence of the gods.

Here, there are some star roads leading to the outside world, and many powerful people will use them to enter some living planets, capture the strange beasts there, and look for various rare cultivation resources.

Therefore, even if the Qianlong Competition is not held, the popularity of this place has always been very high, and it is a lively and prosperous scene.

Rumble.

At this time, huge keel flying boats flew from all directions and landed in the ancient city. A warrior with a powerful aura walked out of it.

These people are all elites from various major forces. Some are here to participate in the Qianlong Competition, while others are just here to watch the fun.

A grand event like the Hidden Dragon Competition is usually held only once every few decades, and the participants are all geniuses from the eight dynasties, so it naturally attracts countless powerful people.

There are even some specialized organizations that use communication crystals to record the entire process of the competition and disseminate it as soon as possible, so that warriors in other places can watch the competition simultaneously.

Therefore, once someone performs well in the Qianlong Competition, he will instantly become a celebrity in the entire dragon world.



Bishui Palace is one of the most famous palaces in Wanluo Ancient City. The surrounding environment is quiet and beautiful.

Only people with extremely prominent status are eligible to stay in this place.

Others, no matter how many spiritual stones they have, will be turned away.

At this time, a grand banquet was being held in the Bishui Palace.

The people attending the banquet were all elites from all major powers.

They either come from the royal families of the eight dynasties, or they come from those ancient aristocratic families, and their status is extremely noble.

The most eye-catching ones are three high-spirited young men.

They are all the initiators of this banquet, and their status is much more prominent than others.

One of the young men was tall, wearing a silver battle suit, and exuding an extremely fierce aura, like a peerless sword.

This person, named Mo Sen, came from the Mo family of the Tai Ah Dynasty.

"Xiao Zhan, do you think Xiao Yi will come to participate in the Hidden Dragon Competition this time? If he doesn't come, the task assigned by the family for me will not be completed." Mo Sen looked extremely cold and said to Xiao who was standing aside.

Zhan said.

Xiao Zhan, the fourth prince of the Arrow God Dynasty and Xiao Tian’s brother.

He has an extremely handsome appearance, with short pale golden hair, and a divine light blooming in his eyes, as if he can see the scorching sun falling.

"Hmph! As long as he dares to come, he is destined to die. A useless person abandoned by his ancestral land actually dares to kill my brother Xiao Tian. Who gave him the courage?" Xiao Zhan said in an extremely indifferent tone.

"Ha! I heard that this bitch's cultivation has reached the fifth level of Wuhou. Even Hong Hai of the Daxuan Dynasty died in his hands. We should not take it lightly. After all, he was once

The strongest genius of the Xiao family, even a bad ship has three points!" Opposite Xiao Zhan

, a young man with an elegant appearance said slowly, holding a wine glass in his hand.

His name is Zi Xing, and he is a prince of the Zi Ding Dynasty.

Zi Lingfeng, who was killed by Xiao Yi in the Dream Emperor's Secret Realm, was his younger brother.

"Zixing, you think too highly of that loser. Even if he kills Hong Hai, so what? He is just a piece of trash. It is normal for him to die in his hands. If his opponent were me, he would have been slapped to death by me long ago." Xiao

Zhan sneered, the corners of his mouth filled with deep disdain.

In his opinion, Xiao Yi is useless if he is useless. Even if his talent is restored to some extent, he will definitely not be as good as before.

Moreover, his cultivation level is only at the fifth level of Wuhou. Compared with him, he is as good as heaven and earth.

He can kill this kind of thing in a flash of his hands.

"Xiao Zhan is right. A mere ant is nothing to worry about. If my family hadn't ordered me to kill him, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to this reptile. He simply doesn't have the qualifications." Mo Sen raised his head high with an expression on his face.

Proudly and authentically.

In fact, he came to participate in the Qianlong Competition with the goal of competing for the top ten.

As for killing Xiao Yi, it was just a small task given to him by his family, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Prince Xiao Zhan, I have good news to tell you. Xiao Yi has appeared in Wanluo Ancient City. It seems that he is here to participate in the Qianlong Competition." At this moment, an impressive young man came to Xiao Zhan.

Before the exhibition, the corners of his mouth were filled with amusement.

"Oh! I can't tell, but he is quite courageous. Since he wants to die, then I will help him." Xiao Zhan sneered again and again, with murderous intent blooming in his eyes.

"Why don't we go meet him for a while now? I want to see what that guy is capable of." Mo Sen suddenly became interested, and a hint of teasing flashed at the corner of his mouth.

In Wanluo Ancient City, friction between warriors is extremely normal, as long as the other party is not put to death.

Therefore, Mo Sen suddenly became playful and wanted to severely humiliate Xiao Yi before the Qianlong Competition started.

This is much more fun than killing him directly.

"Ha! Master Sen's idea is good. By the way, are there any other strong men following him?" Xiao Zhan asked.

"No, those who are with him are all a bunch of low-class people. Some of them have not even entered the Wuhou Realm! There is only one one-armed old man with a relatively high level of cultivation." The young man sneered, his eyes filled with laughter.

The color of gloating about misfortune.

"Really? That one-armed cripple should be in full swing, so we can suppress him too! Come on, let's set out immediately. With such a good opportunity, wouldn't it be a waste not to kill several of his friends, hahaha.

"Mosen couldn't help laughing, his expression extremely cold and arrogant.

Of course, he would not go out alone to cause trouble for Xiao Yi, but would bring some Martial King Realm experts with him, enough to easily kill Qi Zheng.

"I think it's better to be careful. Although the one-armed cripple is nothing to worry about, there may be other masters from the Dou Bao Pavilion secretly protecting Xiao Yi." Zi Xing said.

"As for the Doubao Pavilion branch in the small Daxuan Dynasty, what experts can come out? If they really come out to help, it doesn't matter, there will naturally be people to resist! Don't forget, the people who want Xiao Yi to die are real

There are too many, and no one can save him!" Xiao Zhan sneered, as if everything was under his control.

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