Wuhun City.
The current capital of the Wuhun Empire.
A dark stream of light flew from high in the sky at high speed, and the terrifying aura it exuded made the entire sky tremble!
The dark flowing light came instantly and stopped at the high altitude of Wuhun City steadily.
Ling Ye's aura was restrained, but the terrifying coercion he inadvertently exuded still shocked the hearts of everyone below.
"Welcome to your Majesty!"
A deafening shout suddenly broke the silence of Wuhun City.
The sound resounded through the sky and was magnificent.
Many masters above the soul sanctification flew into the sky Qi Qi Qi, kneeling at Ling Ye with one knee, and his expression was extremely respectful!
Although those titled Douluo did not kneel down, they all bowed and saluted with respect.
Thousands of streams, Bidong, Golden Crocodile Dou Luo, and Ling Kuang, were smiling and standing quietly at the forefront.
"Your Majesty?"
Ling Ye was confused by this scene, frowned, his eyes were puzzled, and everyone who kneeling kneeling said, "Get up, what do you mean?"
His voice was not loud, but he was stunned with a trace of majesty and clearly passed into everyone's ears.
"Yes!"
All the masters responded in unison, and the sound shook the sky.
Ling Ye was increasingly puzzled, and he couldn't help looking at the front Qian Dao Liu and others.
Qian Daoliu took the lead, with a joyful smile on his face, saying, "Xiaoye, this time you retreat, the strength is so good, it is the blessing of my martial arts empire!"
Ling Ye nodded politely.
Then, I asked in confusion: "Uncle, why do you call me His Majesty? Shouldn't the emperor of the Wushen Empire be Aunt Bidong?"
Qian Dao's face did not decrease, but his look was a little solemn.
"Xiaoye, since Wuhun Palace established the country as Wuhun Empire, the position of emperor has been vacant. We all know in our hearts that with your strength and identity, you are the most suitable candidate for this throne!"
"Although Bibi Dong was once the Pope of Wuhun Palace, she also knows that only you can lead the Wuhun Empire to true glory."
The identity mentioned by Qian Daoliu.
On the one hand, it is the Son of Wuhun Temple, and on the other hand, it is also the most important point. That is Qian Xuexue's fiance!
Ling Ye shook his head slightly and explained: "Grandpa, you know, I pursue a higher level of strength, and I have no interest in this worldly power."
Bibidong also said at this time.
She looked at Ling Ye with gentle eyes and said with a smile: "Xiaoye, except for you, no one else wants to let Auntie abdicate."
As he spoke, Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Daoliu with a hint of inexplicable meaning.
If others want to be the emperor of the Wushun Empire, even if it is a thousand streams, she must ask her Rakshasa Sickle to answer!
Today, Bibidong can use his strength and absorb the god -level true dragon soul bone.
Even when faced with Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo teaming up, she was not afraid at all and even had a lot of hope of winning.
"Huh!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly when he saw Bibi Dong's look, but he didn't refute.
Instead, he said to Ling Ye: "Xiaoye, you will be the emperor of the Wushun Empire. Except for you, who else can suppress so many powerful people?"
Qian Daoliu spoke in a timely manner: "It is impossible for the old man to be the emperor of the Wuhun Empire."
Ling Kuang also persuaded: "Xiaoye, Grandpa looked at you growing all the way, knowing that you have this ability. Moreover, the foundation of Wuhun Temple, you can only inherit with Xueer!"
"Do you want to watch the foundation of Wuhun Temple and fall into the hands of outsiders?"
Ling Ye was silent for a moment.
He understood that what everyone said was true. Not just anyone could hold the position of emperor of the Wuhun Empire.
Different from the original work, the current Bibi Dong is not much influenced by the Rakshasa God, and is not so extreme or ambitious.
Now it is even more blunt to give the throne with him.
This made it difficult for Ling Ye to handle.
After thinking for a long time, Ling Ye finally nodded slowly: "Okay, since everyone trusts me so much, then I will temporarily assume the position of emperor." Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this.
Qian Daoliu said excitedly: "Okay, okay! From today on, Ling Ye, the former Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, is the emperor of our Wuhun Empire, the first emperor!"
"See my emperor!"
Everyone knelt down and shouted again, and their voices echoed over Wuhun City for a long time.
Ling Ye stood high in the sky, looking at the neatly worshiping crowd below, feeling an unprecedented sense of responsibility in his heart.
……
Ling Ye served as the first emperor of the Wuhun Empire, and held the news of the climbing ceremony seven days later, and quickly spread throughout the Douro continent.
After the heavens and the Star Luo Empire learned about this, they sent messengers to watch the ceremony.
After learning about it, Qian Yixue showed a sweet smile, and was happy for Ling Ye from the heart, and immediately wrote a letter.
……
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
Seven days later.
On the day of ascending the throne, the streets and lanes inside Wuhun City were lined up, and the flags of the Wuhun Empire floated everywhere.
On the square in front of the palace.
A towering and spectacular platform was built, decorated with exquisite carvings and gems, shining in the sunlight.
The surrounding stands were already filled with nobles, officials and representatives of major forces from all over the Spirit Empire. They were all looking forward to the new emperor's enthronement.
The messenger of the two countries brought congratulations, and on the surface, they smiled.
"His Majesty is here !!"
A voice sounded, resounding throughout the entire audience.
The whole place fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were focused on the entrance to the high platform.
Ling Ye was wearing a black dragon robe and walked slowly. Every step he took was accompanied by a terrifying ripple in space.
The black dragon robe, which is specially made by Lingye, has a golden dragon embroidered by the golden thread. Each dragon scales flashed with slight light, showing the majesty of the emperor.
Today's dragon robes are bright yellow, but Ling Ye prefers the black dragon robe.
Later.
Ling Ye walked up to the high platform steadily, showing no anger or authority.
Qian Daoliu held a recently made jade seal and solemnly faced Ling Ye.
His eyes were full of joy and expectation. He raised the jade seal high with both hands and handed it to Ling Ye. He said in a loud voice: "My emperor, I hope you will lead the Wuhun Empire to create a foundation for eternity!"
Ling Ye took the jade seal with both hands and turned to face everyone under the stage.
"I, taking over the destiny of all the people, ascend to the throne of the emperor today!"
Ling Ye's voice was low and magnificent, spreading all thousands of miles throughout, each word seemed to be a heavy hammer, knocking in the hearts of everyone.
The next moment.
Shocking cheers echoed through the sky.
At the same time, the original martial arts hall in the two empires.
Under the arrangements of Qian Renxue and Ling Ye, soul guidance screens were hung up in each martial soul branch hall.
These soul -guided screens flashed with light. Through special soul -guided techniques, Ling Ye's ascension ceremony was broadcast in real time.
People in the two empires gathered in the Wuhun Branch Hall one after another, staring closely at the soul guide screen.
They saw Ling Ye wearing a black dragon robe and holding a jade seal, standing on the high platform, the emperor's posture made Wanmin's heart awe.
"Is this the founding emperor of the Wuhun Empire? So domineering!"
"Yes, compared with him, our Majesty is simply unsightly and incomparable!"
"Shhh, keep your voice down! Do you want your life? If these words reach His Majesty's ears, your nine tribes will be killed!"
(End of chapter)