As the news of the opening of the Shenxiao battlefield came back, the present time seemed to accelerate.

Those plans that should have been completed over a hundred years and thousands of years have been catalyzed in just over a decade. Some failed, some succeeded, and more than half of them were great events that were enough to change the world. Jiang Wang, the genius of the times, participated in it.

He does not have enough power, but his influence is indeed unparalleled in the world.

The emperors of the six domineering countries are now all acquaintances.

Even Emperor Qin, Ying Zhao, Emperor Jing, Tang Xianqi, everyone rarely contacted each other, and they could even joke when they met.

Yandao is the king of the true man. In theory, he does not worship the emperor when he sees the emperor. Besides, he is a true man like Jiang Wang... in theory, he does not need to bow to anyone.

Of course, the so-called "theory" does not affect the extent of his bowing at this moment—

"The emperors bear the heavy responsibility of the six kingdoms, shoulder the responsibility of the human race, have a world in their hearts, hold the sky in their hands. They can abandon the view of the door, accept the heroes in the universe, and build a platform to offer the world..."

"Now, no matter whether it is different from the country or the country, no matter whether it is land, island or water, any trace of life can be on stage."

"If you don't have the great day of the Supreme Lord, you cannot shine all over the Shen Land. Without the virtue of creation, how can you have great light in the world!"

"There is no holy realm in the world, so there is a holy lord in the world."

"All places gather here, and the country is heavy. The stars are shining, and then the night is bright."

"The righteousness of the world depends on the virtue of the saint!"

Jiang Wang bowed deeply: "Jiang started to observe the river platform, and then there were fourteen years of wind and rain. He realized that the world was vast and that he was a saint who was thunderous. Now he would like to thank the emperors for the world!"

The Yellow River Association in the 3933rd year of Taoist Li was chaired by Jiang Wang, but the reason why it was done like this was the nod of the people in power in the present world.

Jiang Wang emphasized this point more than once, and even announced it to the world again at this moment.

The six emperors all surrendered to the Dharma. Under the support of the national power, they could not see the momentum. The Dharma body was majestic, and the dragon could not be seen, but the horns of the robe were slightly curled, which looked like a scene in the sky.

The emperor's robe is like a curtain and the pillar of heaven, and the platform of the world was established since then. All the emperors held power in the world and received this gift.

But after receiving this gift, Emperor Mu immediately spoke: "Now that the Yellow River is clear and the sky is stable, it is all the achievements of Mr. Jiang. All the geniuses in the world are worthy of him. I am in the northern court and cannot come in person... If you are lucky, Mr. Jiang presided over the competition!"

Jiang Wanglian said "I dare not".

Emperor Chu said again: "Showing that Zhang Huatai, the people of the Southern Region have been worshipping wealth in recent years... I am here to benefit from your blessings. The Heavenly Lord of the Enlightenment, I am working hard today."

Jiang Wang hurriedly said "the words were heavy".

Emperor Qi's voice was speechless: "Do I also want to say... 'Is there any work'?"

Jiang Wang quickly bowed: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, come to supervise! I know that the world is shouldering, and the national affairs are heavy, so I dare not disturb you... Otherwise, the lottery will start now!"

Perhaps those who are emperors are more reserved, only Emperor Jing laughed.

Qin Huang asked: "There are three games at the beginning today, but the emperor came six. Jiang Zhenjun thinks...who should draw lots?"

"Or--" Jing Tianzi said happily: "In such an important opening game, did Zhengjun Jiang plan to draw lots for us emperors?"

Jiang Wang is indeed preparing to draw lots by himself!

After all, there is no way to divide the six emperors in three games.

Moreover, he did not intend to let these difficult-to-serve emperors do anything. If they were rejected, it would be so embarrassing...

Some time ago, in order to generate income, Huang Pavilion officer went to find Emperor Jing, hoping that he could set an example. He called on several emperors of the domineering country to read the advertising slogan... As a result, he was punished to stand outside the palace for a whole night.

"No one of these emperors is easy to talk to!" - This is Huang Shili's original words, and Jiang Wang also agreed with it.

Originally, drawing lots is not very important, so anyone can ask you to get the lottery, but Ji Fengzhou said this now, and it seems noble and the emperor is the only one!

"Actually... it's okay to play six games today." Jiang Wang was quite troubled and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's all the main game, and it won't affect the game schedule. Otherwise..."

"Is this what you mean, or what Ju Zhenjun mean?" Qin Huang interrupted him: "I heard that Ju Zhenjun is a very disciplined person, one is one, two is two."

Before the game, eight seats were placed around the world platform, and eight Taixu Pavilion members all took their seats.

This is the most recent viewing table and the protection position of the world's second-tier arena. Anyone who wants to attack the genius who compete on the stage must pass their level.

Jukui sits in the east.

He stood up, bowed to the six emperors, bowed to Qin Emperor alone, and replied with a stern look: "Jiang Zhenjun means Taixu Pavilion. Of course, it is also the meaning of the following."

After all, it is an era of national system, and the emperor of the domineering country is the supreme power of this era.

Because most of them are sensitive to their identities and are key figures in the national system, the people in Taixu Pavilion have never talked about it seriously. At this conference, how to face these emperors... but they have a tacit understanding.

"Give enough face and keep the bottom line."

The attitude towards the emperors must be in place, but the original intention of hosting this Yellow River Conference cannot be interfered with.

Of course, they are all loyal to their country and have their own careers. But beyond these, in the position called "Taixu Pavilion", after experiencing so much and doing so much, they also have a homeland of thought...

No one has expressed it solemnly, but it is somewhat cherished.

Emperor Qin said 'oh': "I don't want to criticize you, but the orders for such a major event as the Yellow River Association will be changed every day... Isn't it not good?"

The Emperor of Qin did not seem to be really looking for trouble, but it was a bit tricky. After all, at the last Yellow River Meeting, this kid, with the descendants of Emperor Huai, could at most say "courageous". Now that he has entered the house, he is a bit on par.

The audience was silent, and they widened their eyes and watched the "chat" between the emperors of the domineering Kingdom and Zhenhe Zhenjun.

The geniuses who were preparing for war in the indoor area were also shrunk their heads and were as well-behaved as quails.

Of course, there are so many good moods to watch the show and envy Jiang Zhenjun's status... they are all silent.

"You have learned the lesson." Jiang Wang did not argue at all. He would correct his mistakes. As long as the fairness of this Yellow River Meeting is not involved, everything else will be fine.

"I have decided to add three games to today, so it is indeed not appropriate to add them. Because many players may not be ready to enter the main game today... Your Majesty is considerate and is going to be Menglang."

He flattered him, and Qin Emperor continued to hunt down: "So...who will draw lots?"

Emperor Jing added leisurely: "Who is the first to draw?"

The first one to thrust was Jiang Wang's mouth.

"That's a lot!"

At this time, an Angzang man walked out of the spectator seat. He was originally wearing a cloak and hiding in the crowd, silently. The moment he got up and took off his hair, he had already put on his crown and unfolded his snow-colored dragon robe!

Walking on the wind and rain all the way, accompanied by thunder.

"Why are you still making things difficult for the referee?"

The man walked with a dragon and tiger strolled, looked proud of the various places, and looked very loyal: "You like to draw this card, do you want to draw it or not! If you don't draw it, just call me!"

He doesn't even wear a flat crown. Today, he uses a small snow jade crown to tie his long hair and his majestic facial features in front of others.

The emperors of the domineering kingdom saw their heads but never their tails.

But he wants to show his dignity and show his dignity.

The field was silent for a moment, and the six emperors of the domineering kingdom did not speak.

By age, Hong Junyan is a ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral dysfunction chanting, it is hard for others to say anything... Can't you punish me with just one word?

Furthermore, Li Guo’s strength is there, maybe I’m just waiting to meet someone to get to the next level.

No one wants to be caught by him.

"Your Majesty." Zhenhe Zhenjun, as the host of the conference, had to stand up and let the competition continue.

He bowed to Emperor Li, his face turned difficult: "The race is about to begin, and now there are only referees on the stage. Do you see if you..."

Hong Junyan looked at him with a little anger in shock.

That expression was clearly asking-

I kindly wish you a relief, so how are you treating me?

Jiang Wang couldn't understand it and continued to politely say, "Why don't you go down and sit for a while?"

Although it has been frozen for thousands of years, Hong Junyan's expression is still vivid and rich, and now it has become "Brother, I understand your difficulties."

This good brother said generously: "Brother Jiang, otherwise I will help you draw the lottery first, so as not to be difficult to deal with this matter!"

Jiang Wang hated this elder brother to death.

In the process of holding this Yellow River Conference, this big brother is among the most troublesome factors.

The frozen snow-capped face is thicker than the high wall. It can be beaten and scolded, and cannot be avoided or coaxed away.

If he really wanted to give up and follow the big brother's wishes, let the emperor go to the emperor... This big brother could really change the appearance of this genius event. Maybe after the draw, he would declare Li Country the seventh overlord country!

"Your Majesty is a guest from afar, how about it-"

Jiang Wang was still considering the words here.

The Emperor of the Great Qi spoke over there: "Since Master Li is full of intentions and is very sincere, he wants to draw lots for me and others to play the world - how can he stop this? Just sign it to him!"

The other emperors of the domineering country are all guarding the country, and they are somewhat difficult to speak to their ancestors. If Hong Junyan said, "Your Taizu and I were...", it would be uncomfortable no matter how they answered.

He was like Hong Junyan, and he created hegemony in just a few decades. Hong Junyan was still on the road after thousands of years... that was not at all.

Jiang Wang subconsciously wanted to hand over the sign out. After all, he remembered that this was the Guanhetai. He presided over this Yellow River Conference and had to remain neutral... so he held it in his hand. He looked at Hong Junyan with a stiff smile: "Your Majesty, look..."

"Then--" Hong Junyan seemed to have not heard the voice of Emperor Qi at all, and did not mention the draw of the lot. He just looked at Jiang Wang and asked, "Where should I sit?"

He did not reveal his identity, so he could sit in the game seat naturally.

But now he has put on his dragon robe, and letting him go to the tournament seat to sit, it is an insult to him, the emperor of Li.
To be continued...