Fall in love with you, the heavens start with the Northern Emperor

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The four great god wheels hang high, as if they are outside the sky, intertwined with laws and principles, and created ancient patterns.

The rays of water waves swing and tilted down

Wang Teng and Emperor Ying combined into one, as if wearing a four-color battle suit. The Feng Shui and Fire on the ground were endless, and the great destruction of the aura was revealed.

Teng!

He suddenly stood up, put on his battle suit, Wang Mian dropped the aura of Yingluo, his eyes were filled with dark sun, and the blood moon was dark, like a god and demon walking from ancient times.

Dong!

He swung his fist, and the four god wheels behind him trembled violently, as if all the worlds were in full swing, destroying thousands of them!

From there, colorful flowers burst out in the sky, four real spirits rush out, clouds and mists are like the sea, the galaxy is bright, the yin and yang are dizzy and dawn, and blood and fire are surging.

The grand vision manifested, Wang Teng was like a heavenly king coming to the world, his finger painting overturned the blue darkness, and his world was poured in a punch, and the mountains and rivers were rolled backwards, all of which were broken.

Rumble!

The violent airflow vented out, stretching for a hundred miles in the sky, drawing a gorgeous rainbow.

Not far away, many monks were alarmed and soared into the air. The magic weapon shone brightly, and they looked here with vigilance.

"Hiss, that's the Northern Emperor. Is he practicing magic?"

"He has just stepped into the four poles, and he has such power with one punch?"

"The four light wheels are so dazzling, there is great horror inside!"

People were surprised that the Northern Emperor was really talented and shocked the past and present. After entering the four poles, he soared into the sky and left the younger generation behind.

Some elders of the Holy Land asserted that if nothing unexpected happens, with the talent of the Northern Emperor, he will be able to reach an equal position with the holy lords of the major holy land, the great sect leader, and the heads of aristocratic families at around twenty years old.

A demonic talent, a heavenly fortune!

All kinds of enviable auras are blessed by a person, and he is a legend, a living myth!

"It seems that the Northern Emperor has the traces of the true spirit of the Four Elephants. Unfortunately, he has not entered my holy land, otherwise no one of the holy sons of this generation will be able to escape."

The elder of the Four Symbol Holy Land was deeply moved and glanced at the Four Symbol Holy Son, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Why don't you agree to the position of guest or elder in the sect to bring us closer to the Wang family."

After a while, the Four Symbols Saint Son spoke, which made the elder's eyes lit up.

"That's the most important. Since even the four major sects can be seen by the Wang family, our alliance with the Four Symbol Holy Land will never be rejected."

The elder nodded slightly. Although this saint son was the first to defeat among the ten heroes of the East Wilderness, it seems that it is not useless...

Somehow, the Four Symbols Saint Son felt even more uncomfortable, and he felt that he was wronged.

"Senior brother, are the rumors true? You really fought with the Northern Emperor and never got at a disadvantage in ten moves?"

In the gambling stone yard in the Dayan Holy Land, a group of disciples who had not participated in the Qingyun Banquet surrounded Xiang Yifei and asked excitedly.

A female disciple asked curiously, "Is her saint really that strong?" She can fight against the Northern Emperor for ten moves without losing the upper hand?"

That supreme genius who is rumored to be comparable to the monsters of ancient and modern times! He fights ten and suppresses the existence of the ten saints!

"I·····"

Xiang Yifei opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, and was ashamed; what happened to this feeling of being so humiliated but inexplicably a little glad?

Looking at the expectant gazes of junior brothers and sisters around him, he tried hard to recall

The process of fighting with the Northern Emperor seemed to have not been ten times in total...

I don't know if other holy sons took action during the battle...

"Ahem, right. The Northern Emperor is indeed talented and in line with the ancient and modern monsters. I am also inferior to his senior brother. I have a fierce battle. After ten moves, I gradually showed a decline."

Xiang Yifei's old face turned red, he coughed twice, and seriously told the situation of the fight.

"Wow! The Holy Son is so strong, he is really not inferior to ten moves! That's the Northern Emperor!"

"Yes, doesn't that mean that the Holy Son is stronger than the others?"

"Of course, our Dayan Holy Land is the oldest holy land!"

"That's right, unlike the two Sixiang and Jiuxiao, they are super inferior!"

The junior brothers and sisters showed longing expressions on their faces, surrounded Xiang Yifei in the center, chatting.

Very excited

"Hahaha, in fact, it's not that exaggerated. The Saint Son of Yaoguang and the Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace are not weak either."

The son of the Dayan Saint Xiang Yifei laughed, his heart becoming more and more strange, as if he was not very much thinking...

"Donglai, I did a good job this time."

In the auction house of Daoyi Holy Land, Li Donglai's right arm had recovered and he was standing in front of the two elders with a strange look on his face.

"Yes, the last one was suppressed, and this is better than the other nine holy sons if you say it."

The two old men nodded slightly and said seriously.

This time, the top ten forces are embarrassing, but it doesn’t matter if you are embarrassed, I’m afraid there is only one person who is embarrassing.

But now it’s different. Everyone is embarrassed. As long as I perform better than you, then I will be better than you, right?

As for better terms, these holy places may be of different quality, but in terms of worse terms, they are unique skills and no one can do so.

"Ah this..."

Daoyi's Holy Son Li Donglai was speechless. He was indeed the last one to be suppressed at that time, but it had nothing to do with the last one to be defeated...

"Young Master! You are fine!"

In the Tian Yao Bao Palace, a group of old men surrounded Yao Yuekong and greeted him with concern, as if afraid that he would be hurt.

"I'm fine, but I didn't expect that the Northern Emperor would actually reach the sky and break into the four poles in one step. If he wants to fight with him, he will have to practice hard for a while."

Yao Yuekong was a little unwilling to accept that ten people on his side were besieged by one and that they were suppressed.

He believed that the Heavenly Demon body was unparalleled and was enough to challenge the Holy Body, but today he failed and was defeated by Wang Teng.

"The young master is indeed extraordinary and still wants to compete with the Northern Emperor!"

"Yes, the young master fought bloody battle with the Northern Emperor, and even left scars on his body. Among the ten people, only the Saint Son of Yaoguang and the Young Master of our clan did it."

"Yes, I want to say that the most outstanding talents in the entire Eastern Wilderness are the Young Palace Master and the Saint Son of Yaoguang."

The old men sang and reunited, and the atmosphere immediately became enthusiastic and very strange.

Yao Yuekong was slightly stunned. Is this what I mean?

He looked at his three clan elders and always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, it was so weird that it was tight.

Overnight, the Holy City was filled with a strange atmosphere. The top ten forces participating in the Qingyun Banquet that day also had disputes and were arguing fiercely.

"Hmph, the Four Elephant Holy Land and the Nine Sky Holy Land are really weak. The Holy Son of my Yaoguang Holy Land is the strongest!"

A disciple from the Yaoguang Holy Land said that he wanted to compete for the position of a hero in the Eastern Wilderness for his saint son.

"Just, the young palace lord of my clan once fought with the Northern Emperor in blood, leaving blood marks on his body! How can you compare with me?"

This is the tribe members of the Tian Yao Palace. They are very proud to bring out the battle between Yao Yuekong and Wang Teng.

"Hmph! So what? You're all suppressed! To be honest, we are the last one to be suppressed."

The disciples of Daoyi Holy Land were unwilling to miss it and carried Li Donglai out. Although he was the one who was the worst injured, he was indeed the last one to be suppressed.

"I'm so laughing to death. I'm being suppressed and blown out. What's the way Li Donglai is beaten! If you really want to say it, it depends on my Holy Son of Dayan. Is it okay to fight with the Northern Emperor for ten moves. Hum?"

The disciples of the Dayan Holy Land soon responded and wanted to compete.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, I don't know who is the best, but the Holy Son of Four Elephants and the Holy Son of Nine Sky are definitely the best!"

This is the children of the Jiang family. Although they did not participate in the Qingyun Banquet, they also watched the whole process and jumped out and shouted.

All of a sudden, the situation was settled, and people unanimously agreed that the Son of the Nine Sky and the Son of the Four Symbols were the most delicious.

Inside the Immortal Palace

"Shaodi, there are many rumors about you in the city recently."

The Eleventh Prince of the Wang family smiled and joked with Wang Teng.

"It's just a few forces that poured dirty water on each other. They started to compete with each other. People only remember the most embarrassing and dazzling ones. Of course, they won't care about the ones in the middle."

Wang Teng stood in the sunlight, and his mouth and nose were sucking four colors of spiritual light, which was very mysterious, like a living thing

Floating in the sky, outlining the shapes of true spirits.

"This has been done for many years, and they have long been familiar with the tricks."

The elder of the Golden Family shook his head and was speechless. The Eastern Wilderness is really unique and the competition is too fierce.

Even in such matters, we have to fight for our own strengths and weaknesses to protect our own face.

"Hahaha, it's just so intentional. When they really want to compete, their fangs will never show mercy."

Wang Teng chuckled, the Holy Land was naturally not a fool, they chose just a way to benefit themselves.

"Speaking of this, the bloodline of Shaodi caused quite a lot of noise when you returned to your ancestors a few days ago. I received a message a moment ago. Someone from Yuanshu wanted to see you."

The Eleventh Prince of the Wang family spoke and told Wang Teng the news that it had been ten days since the end of the Qingyun Banquet.

When his bloodline returned to his ancestors, there was a sense of the primitive lake. At this moment, he sent a message to meet him.

"And the Gods Valley, their young master Zi Tiandu was also born."

The elders of the Golden Family also agreed, one was a nearly withered royal family and the other was a prosperous royal family, which were all worthy of the royal family's intercourse.
To be continued...