Chapter 131 You asked me to kneel down?

Author: Using hair to power

Chapter 131 You asked me to kneel down?

The Xuanwu City covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, with tall and spectacular buildings, with well-connected streets and wide and flat.

Except for the streets where there are black turtles coming and going and selling merchants, this place is no different from the city in the Xuanhuang World.

Yang Xuanzhen, Xuan Jingjing, Ji Qianyuan, and Prince Cang flew towards the center of the city.

There, a majestic palace stands, all in emerald green, like a giant black turtle about to take off.

"What a rich vitality of heaven and earth."

As soon as he approached, Yang Xuanzhen could clearly feel the majestic spiritual energy contained in the Xuan Turtle Palace, as if there were magical herbs growing inside.

If ordinary people live here for a long time, breathing the air there will definitely prolong their life.

"Young Master Yang, my Xuanwu clan has been thriving on this star for ten thousand years. He has also produced the tenth level of magical powers, a realm of changing destiny against the sky, can cross the vast galaxy and learn a lot of information outside the domain."

Xuan Jingjing smiled in the sunset, and even the flowers around her lost their color, but they became dimmed in an instant.

She sighed, "It's a pity that the ancestor was unable to enter the legendary secret realm of immortality. He could only watch his life span and die, and finally transformed his legacy into this Xuanwu Palace. Since then, our clan has been worse than the previous generation. Now, even the powerful people in the Jindan realm have been broken, only the ancestor, otherwise, how could he fall into this current field?"

"How can the secret realm of immortality be so easy to achieve?" Yang Xuanzhen whispered, his eyes faintly.

It should be noted that there are endless forces in the Xuanhuang world, and there are even more cultivators in the secret realm of magical powers. However, there are very few cultivators who can truly break the shackles and attain the secret realm of immortality, and can be said to be one in a million.

The secret realm of immortality is no longer achieved by simply practicing hard, resource, understanding, inheritance, and perseverance.

This realm is even more difficult than practicing from the first level of the physical secret realm to the tenth level of the magical secret realm. It not only requires all kinds of great opportunities and luck, but also requires great luck.

It can be said that every eternal giant in the secret realm of immortality is an immortal history and a living legend.

If a monk in the secret realm of immortality writes the life experience of a monk in the secret realm of immortality into a story novel, it is afraid that it will be difficult to finish ten million words.

"Maybe."

Xuan Jingjing didn't say anything more, led Yang Xuanzhen and others through a blooming sea of ​​flowers, entered a long corridor, turned around and bypassed countless palaces and pavilions, and finally arrived in front of a huge crystal palace.

She stopped at the door of the palace, made an invitation to the three of them, and said softly: "Young Master Yang, two Young Master Ji, please."

Yang Xuanzhen nodded slightly and stepped into it first, followed by Ji Qianyuan and Prince Cang.

"Hmm?" As soon as she entered the hall, Yang Xuan really narrowed her eyes.

"Hmph, this shamelessness is here too." Ji Qianyuan snorted coldly.

Prince Cang suddenly took a deep breath and sent a message to Yang Xuanzhen, "Young Master Yang, there is a treasure in this hall. Let me smell it carefully."

After saying that, Prince Cang squatted down like a hunting dog, his nose shaking and he started sniffing hard.

"What's going on? Three more envoys from the Great Xuan Dynasty came?" Xuan Jingjing looked at the people inside the hall, turned to look at Yang Xuanzhen and the other two. She found that their expressions were strange and she was immediately confused.

I saw that this hall was very spacious, magnificent, and a graceful and luxurious scene.

But none of these matters. What is important is that in the center of the hall, there are three jade tables ten feet apart, and three groups of people are sitting upright.

The leaders of each group of people are all princes of the Daxuan Dynasty, and they all have the fifth level of supernatural powers and the cultivation level of the Heavenly Man Realm are three people, Prince Duan, Prince Giant, and Prince Cheng.

Next to the three princes, there are also subordinates, foreign players, and some princes with low cultivation.

Even the true disciple of Yuhua Sect, Baizhan Zhenren, was among them, sitting upright beside Prince Cheng.

In addition, there are also three-headed turtles in the Heavenly Man Realm talking to them.

These three black turtles should be the princes and princesses of the Xuanwu Dynasty.

"Yang Qi, Ji Qianyuan, Brother Cang Huang, you have also come here."

Originally, everyone in the hall was talking and laughing, and tasting delicious wine and food, but the moment Yang Xuanzhen and others came in, the warm atmosphere stagnated and everyone's eyes gathered.

Especially Prince Duan, Prince Hong, Prince You, Prince Yan and others on the left, their eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Yang Qi!"

Prince Hong stood up suddenly and said in a cold voice: "I wanted to go find you, but I didn't expect you to come to your door by yourself. It's great. Since that's the case, it's just a waste of trouble."

"I still remember three days ago at the entrance of Jiudingxuan, you killed my subordinate Lei Hu with a Taoist weapon, and humiliated me in public with words? Do you know how much suffering I have been in these three days? I tossed and turned every night, and I was unwilling to eat. I hated you, wishing you could drink your blood, peel your skin, and pump your tendons!"

"You are just a waste. Are you worthy of taking my skin?" Yang Xuanzhen glanced at Prince Hong and cursed without hesitation: "If I were you, I would have committed suicide, and I would have committed suicide, so how could I have lived in this world?"

Prince Hong still hated him so much that he couldn't sleep at night, thinking that he was King Goujian of Yue, who was sleeping on firewood and tasting gall?

"Yang Qi, you only have a hardest mouth left on your body. Well, I'll teach you a lesson first."

Prince Hong condensed his momentum into a torrent of rolling torrent, pressed towards Yang Xuanzhen, and said lightly: "Kneel down, kneel down in front of me, be my dog, I may ignore the past and forgive you once, how about it?"

At this moment, Prince Hong stood with his hands behind his back, like an emperor looking down at his subjects, completely forgetting his previous appearance of being frightened by Yang Xuanzhen.

"Interesting." The giant prince sitting in the center watched this scene with interest.

In his opinion, Yang Xuanzhen is not worthy of attention except for having a Taoist weapon.

"Brother Bai Zhan, thanks to you this time, I was able to completely kill the demon king of all the way and get a large number of points. I would like to pay a cup to you."

Prince Cheng raised the wine glass on the table and said with a smile at Bai Zhan Zhenren beside him, not seeming to take this farce to heart.

Prince Duan was calm on the surface, but actually held the folding fan in his hand tightly and looked at Yang Xuanzhen's every move.

He knew that this person was not as simple as it seemed, so he asked Prince Hong to test the truth and the truth first.

"Haha." Ji Qianyuan couldn't help laughing.

It has always been Yang Xuanzhen who asked others to kneel down. This is the first time he heard that someone asked Yang Xuanzhen to kneel down. Prince Hong is a man of death.

Xuan Jingjing's eyes flashed, staring at the three young black turtles in the hall, secretly communicating something.

"You asked me to kneel down?" Yang Xuanzhen raised his right foot and took a step forward, and a majestic aura spread out.

In an instant, the entire hall was shaking endlessly, as if it was about to collapse at any time, and this momentum was destroyed and submerged Prince Hong's momentum.

thump!

As the huge pressure came, the smile on Prince Hong's face stopped abruptly, his knees softened, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"What?" The wine glass in Prince Cheng's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the same was true for Bai Zhan Zhenren.

Is Yang Qi so powerful?

"How can Yang Qi's cultivation level of the second level of magical power overwhelm Brother Hong, who is the fourth level of magical power?" The giant prince suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes sharp, and he stared at Yang Xuanzhen.

"There is indeed something wrong with this person." The folding fan in Prince Duan's hand became loose and tight, tight and loose, and a hint of haze appeared between his eyebrows.

The subordinates behind the three looked at each other, unable to understand what had just happened.

"Put your mouth, search your body." Yang Xuanzhen said lightly, as if he had done something insignificant.

"Okay." Ji Qianyuan's face appeared with a sneer, and he walked towards Prince Hong with a familiarity. At the same time, a steel whip appeared in his hand, which turned out to be a spiritual weapon that Prince Cang had used.

"You...Yang Qi, you can't be so strong. You absolutely hide your strength. Who are you!"

Prince Hong crawled on the ground, his butt was sticking high. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't raise any strength at all.

Bang!

Ji Qianyuan shook the long whip in his hand, and the barbs were scattered, step by step approaching Prince Hong.

Seeing this, Prince Hong was finally scared and shouted desperately: "Brother Duan, save me quickly. I am the prince of the Daxuan royal family. I must not bear such a great humiliation!"

If Ji Qianyuan was whipped by a few whips in such a humiliating posture, how could Prince Hong still have the face to survive in the world?

It would be better to just commit suicide as Yang Xuanzhen said just now.

“Let’s wait.”

Prince Duan took a deep breath, stared at Yang Xuanzhen, and said in a deep voice: "The prince of my Daxuan Dynasty cannot be insulted. Otherwise, Uncle Yan above the Xuan Turtle Star would know, Yang Qi, are you sure you want this?"

"Brother Hong has indeed offended you for some trivial matters, but those have passed. As the saying goes, enemies should be resolved rather than made up. Since Brother Hong has knelt down to apologize to you, why should you be aggressive? This will not be of any benefit to you."

"It's better to do this. I apologize to you on behalf of Emperor Hong and offer you another generous gift. I hope you will expose this matter for my sake. How about it?"

While speaking, Prince Duan's attitude was extremely sincere and he wanted to bow to Yang Xuanzhen.

"Brother Duan, you must not."

"What is your identity?"

"Prince Duan, you are a noble man in heaven, how can you bow your head to this son?"

Seeing this scene, many princes next to Prince Duan quickly stood up to stop him.

"Smiling Tiger." Yang Xuanzhen quietly watched Prince Duan's performance.

It has to be said that this person has practiced hypocrisy to the pinnacle, and even he can't see whether the other party is pretending or real.

Even Prince Hong, who was kneeling on the ground, was moved by Prince Duan's behavior and almost burst into tears.

But this trick is of no use to Yang Xuan. He wants to step forward and kick Prince Duan to the ground to avoid being obsessed with it.

Moreover, the fact that he cannot use Taoist weapons is definitely the cause of this prince, so he has to avenge this revenge.

At this time, Prince Cang suddenly sent a message: "Young Master Yang, the treasure is on the body of Emperor Duan, to be precise, it is in his belly."
To be continued...