Chapter 2 Immortal Ancient Heritage Land
“Look, the Immortal Ancient Heritage Land is open!”
In the Immortal Ancient Relics, a full five million venerables gathered here, all of them with majestic energy and blood, and they were all the unparalleled geniuses of the three thousand states.
Among them, there are the ancient freaks who have been hiding for many years, the young and invincible first generation, and the unparalleled saint son of the great religion. They are all the top figures of an era.
Boom!
On this day, along with a dull sound, thousands of miles of colorful clouds were like smoke, like dragon drums, shocking the soul, hundreds of millions of rays of light rain fell, dyeing the whole world became sacred.
"Turn on!"
In the Immortal Ancient Relics, three thousand flower buds are blooming perfectly today!
“Wow!”
In an instant, countless monks boiled over in the entire no-man's land.
In a moment, five million venerables turned into streams of light and flew towards the fairy flowers, like star bugs fighting against the fire.
"I saw the King of Six Crowns, the Heir of the Immortal Palace, and the Son of the Fallen God. They all went in!"
Many monks were exclaiming that they were seniors from great sects.
High in the sky, the figures of many cult leaders appeared, scanning the geniuses who entered one by one.
"The descendants of the Immortal Palace are extremely powerful and are the best in this world." A big shot sighed.
"Let me ask you, in this world, if there is no winner of six crowns, who can be honored?"
Next to him, someone immediately refuted.
Ningchuan, born with the Qilin pattern, has won the championship six times and defeated the Three Thousand Daozhou six times. His terrifying strength is well known to everyone.
Not to mention the geniuses of the present generation, even the freaks of ancient times may not be able to defeat many people.
"I once heard that there is a young man named Huang who is very good. Even Youyu from the Celestial Clan is no match for him."
There was also a leader who spoke, which made the people in the Celestial Race next to him itch with anger.
Everyone knows about Huang's grievances with the Celestial Clan. This little venerable man made the former Imperial Clan such a mess and deserves to be killed.
"Perhaps you have forgotten that the Ten-Crown Champion has not yet appeared. Once he appears, what will happen to Di Chong, Ning Chuan, and Huang?"
At this time, on the Yunse Emperor's chariot, a young big shot suddenly chuckled. Someone recognized that he was from the Yun Clan of the Imperial Clan.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
Ten crown champions, with mysterious origins, have achieved too many achievements.
Ten ancient immortal championships, complete True Dragon Technique, World Tree seedlings, apprenticeship with an old monster, and friendship with an imperial clan in Three Thousand Daozhou.
Some people even say that he comes from a certain immortal family in the upper world, and his background is terrifying. Such an existence is definitely the most dazzling freak-level existence in this championship, but why is he not seen?
At this moment, the sky in the distance suddenly became brighter.
boom!
At the edge of the sky, with a violent sound, the void tore apart, and the nine-headed Luan bird rushed out of the clouds and soared into the sky.
What is shocking is that each of the nine-headed Luan Birds is actually in the realm of gods, pulling a dragon chariot. This moment shocked many people.
Jiufeng pulls the chariot. This posture is more impressive than many sect leaders, and can keep up with the emperors of the clan. Who is coming?
“Fortunately, I didn’t miss it.”
In the sacred dragon chariot, Xia Sheng was dressed in dragon robes, his eyes were bright, and his majestic energy and blood were like a real dragon, surrounding him, and his combat power was surging to the extreme.
After chasing slowly, he arrived here just in time for the opening.
"Sir, the world is different from the past, so you have to be more careful."
Behind him, the maid in blue stepped forward and handed over a dragon sword.
In this world, countless generations of ancient freaks are gathering together, and it is not unusual to see a few who can scorn the emperor.
"good!"
After taking the dragon sword, Xia Sheng stepped out of the dragon chariot, stepped through the void, and flew towards the last fairy flower.
"It's him!"
"Ten crown champions, I'm sure it's him!"
As soon as he appeared on the stage, countless monk leaders focused their attention on Xia Sheng.
He has won the title of king ten times. His name is too loud. He will definitely surpass the six-time winner and the heir of the Immortal Palace. Such a person is destined to become an ancestor.
"He chose the third thousand Dao flowers, the Dao of the current world, which brings together the understanding of the current world."
A snow-white black turtle narrowed his eyes slightly, and an old voice came from his mouth.
Hearing this, many leaders' hearts jumped. Can the ten-time crown champion continue his previous crown this time and become the eleven-time crown champion?
“鞥!”
At this time, a huge monster in the distance suddenly took action, and the overwhelming dragon power came over. It was Yinglong who had been waiting for a long time.
Not long ago, it just sprinkled dragon dung, leaving marks on some geniuses to seize opportunities in the near future. However, the aura on Xia Sheng's body made him even more fascinated. It was the desire that came from the depths of his blood.
The Ten Evil Treasures, the True Dragon Technique!
boom!
The huge dragon claws were like mountains, covering the sky and the sun, and smashed towards the direction of the emperor.
"True Dragon Qi, you have my clan's treasured technique on you, bring it here!"
Ying Long spit out his voice, and a terrifying spiritual thought swept over him, like a fierce sword, which shocked the faces of many cult leaders.
Yinglong was a descendant of a true dragon, and his bloodline was so powerful that even a leader-level figure would not want to provoke such a vicious creature.
"It's ridiculous that a miscellaneous dragon dares to get involved in the true dragon art."
Xia Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to approach the fairy flower regardless of the dragon claws behind him.
It was just a Yinglong. The enemy that was killed in his hands back then would be even more powerful than it if it had grown up to now.
"Dare you!"
At this time, along with a crisp sound, a killing sword shot out from the dragon chariot and blocked behind Xia Sheng.
Bang!
In an instant, the sword light shone in the sky and the earth, and the three dragon claws broke simultaneously. Along with the shrill dragon cry, countless dragon blood spilled down.
It was Xia Qian who took action.
"A dragon-born bastard who has just entered the Void Realm. How dare you offend my lord? Get lost!"
Behind her, the maid in blue walked out of the void, her sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes flashing with murderous intent. Four killing swords lingered in front of her, reflecting the sky and the earth.
Kill me!
Following Xia Sheng for the tenth life, she never killed herself, but claimed the title of nine and a half lives. In order to protect the master, she was born two hundred years ago and quickly rose to become a young master of the self-killing realm.
"Invincible!"
The sword light was bright, Yinglong looked at the broken dragon claw, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, it spread its dragon wings, vibrated the void, twisted its huge body, and fled in panic.
"A maid can be so terrifying?"
Seeing this scene, many of the cult leaders present couldn't help but feel shocked.
A master of the Killing My Realm, who is definitely a super master in the Three Thousand Daozhou, is willing to be a slave. Is this the background of the Ten Crowns?
“Comparing people with each other is really irritating.”
Next to the Peacock God Lord, Er Baldy sighed softly and exclaimed.
He thought of Shi Hao, who was being hunted everywhere because he possessed the Kunpeng magic. However, few people provoked the Ten-Crown King, who also possessed the Ten Evils magic.
Sure enough, only those with big enough fists can have the right to speak!
"Wait until I come back."
Xia Sheng looked at the maid and nodded slightly in greeting.
He believed in Qian'er's strength. A master of the Killing Me Realm cultivated by the Changsheng family, looking at the three thousand states, he could be called the leader of the previous generation.
Turning around, he came to a patch of fairy buds. Perhaps because of his late arrival, there were only a few people left here.
Obviously, the Emperor is not the only one who values the Immortal Flower in this world, but unfortunately, most of them have been swept out by the Dao Qi machine and cannot enter.
The flower buds of this world must be consistent with one's own path, and not everyone can enter.
"Well, new here? Don't bother trying. Let's try other fairy flowers."
A young venerable reminded kindly.
The next moment, he saw Xia Sheng's figure disappear in a flash without any resistance, as if this fairy flower took the initiative to greet him,
"This, it is really infuriating to people!"
The young venerable had a handsome face. He waved his fist and said with some dissatisfaction.
As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the surrounding geniuses.
"Which small Taoist lineage are you from? Don't you even know the Ten-Crown Champion?"
"What a bumpkin."
A young prodigy said disdainfully that he didn't even recognize the ten crown champions. This kid must be from a small cult and has no knowledge.
"Who are you calling a bumpkin?"
Hearing this, the young venerable had a dark face. He refrained from punching the opponent and snorted: "Seeing as you are in human form, I will spare your life."
"Also, I am not a small orthodoxy, I come from the Supreme Palace!"
(End of chapter)