Ling Lin closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed, with traces of wonderful aura constantly coming out of his body. However, if you feel it carefully, you will find that there is always a sense of incompatibility in this wonderful aura. Suddenly, the aura on Ling Lin's body
Dispersed. Then, he opened his closed eyes.
"It still failed."
Ling Lin frowned and murmured to himself. After observing the sloppy old man in Tingfeng Pavilion that day, Ling Lin started to think about it by himself when he came back. Three days passed without realizing it.
"We are about to break through the middle stage of Zifu."
Feeling the breath in his body, Ling Lin's eyes flashed with light. Although he never fully understood the mystery in the past three days, as he kept trying, his realm gradually improved, and he was about to reach the Zifu realm before he knew it.
It's mid-term.
At this moment, a bell sounded suddenly that seemed to come from the nine heavens.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
After one bell, two more bells rang in succession. Three bells rang in succession. The bells were melodious and contained a shocking power.
"The dynasty war has begun. You will go to the imperial city with me as soon as possible." The figure of the ancestor of Yanling suddenly appeared in the other courtyard. At this time, when he heard the three bells that suddenly sounded, his face suddenly condensed and he shouted loudly.
.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
As soon as Patriarch Yanling finished speaking, figures suddenly jumped out of the room. In an instant, the originally empty place was filled with people.
His eyes swept over the many monks one by one, and finally paused for a moment on the four of Yanlingyu. Ancestor Yanling suddenly heard a thunderous sound in his mouth, and suddenly uttered one word: "Let's go!"
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward, and his figure suddenly appeared in mid-air. Behind him, many monks jumped into the air, followed the ancestor of Yanling, and rushed towards the east.
Although the capital of the Qianyuan Dynasty was Dalong City, the real imperial city was the core area of Dalong City.
Imperial city, city within a city!
While galloping all the way, everyone in the Dark Territory was already flying on the last avenue in the fog. In the distance, they even saw a city gate that was ten thousand feet high.
But at this time, the city gate was closed.
Soon, everyone in the Dark Territory also flew over and landed.
"This gate!"
He raised his head and looked at the huge city gate that could not be reached at a glance. A monk suddenly exclaimed. This city gate is so majestic and domineering, it strongly impacts everyone's eyesight.
"What a terrifying power."
Unlike ordinary monks, Ling Lin is more concerned about the mighty power contained in this city gate that can almost tear the heaven and the earth apart. However, this power is obviously not something that ordinary monks can detect.
Like Ling Lin, Yan Lingyu's eyes were also fixed on the city gate instead of looking up at the city gate.
"Huh?" The two of them obviously noticed each other, and then their eyes crossed and looked at each other. Yan Lingyu's eyes were deep and he had a calm smile on his face, while Ling Lin had a calm expression.
"There are so many." Ling Lin withdrew his eyes from Yan Lingyu and looked around. At this time, tens of thousands of people had gathered outside the imperial city, including those who participated in the dynastic war and some who came to watch. And here.
There are still a steady stream of monks arriving in the sky.
"Wait slowly. The city gate will not open until six bells ring." Yanling Patriarch said.
After waiting for nearly an hour, the Golden Crow has slowly risen, and the sun is shining on the entire Dalong City.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
Six bells rang suddenly in succession, and the sound was shocking, causing the tens of thousands of people who had gathered outside the imperial city to fall silent instantly.
"Boom!"
The vast city gate suddenly opened at this moment.
All of a sudden, buzzing...
The dense crowd was like locusts passing through the sky, all flying towards the imperial city.
"How many people are needed!"
A monk stared and said.
"In all previous dynastic wars, the Qianyuan Dynasty usually had nearly 10,000 monks participating. This time is different, there are more monks participating, and it should be around 20,000 people." The ancestor of Yanling said.
"Twenty thousand people. If the four top dynasties add up, there will be 80,000 people participating in the entire dynasty war." Beside Ling Lin, Qin Hao thought, "It seems that all the elite and powerful people on the entire Cyanwood Planet, nine
Chengjiu is here."
"This dynastic war is different from the past." Yan Lingyu said with a smile.
After flying into the imperial city, you saw the wide passage.
"Those who participate in the dynasty war, follow me!" The voice was loud and powerful, resounding throughout the world. At the front, a group of silver-armored Imperial Guards were seen leading the way in mid-air.
Following the wide avenue, an extremely huge square soon appeared. The square was so big that one could not see the end of it with the naked eye. It was paved with dark stone slabs, and there were extremely complex runes on the ground of the huge square.
, runes are spread all over the square, giving the square a chilling aura.
Above the square, there is a majestic palace of unknown height. The palace is so high that it reaches into the sky, making it hard to see clearly.
"This is the Xingyuan Hall?" monks around said excitedly. The Xingyuan Hall is the place where Emperor Qian stayed. It is said to be as high as ten thousand feet high and extremely famous, but not many monks have actually seen the Xingyuan Hall.
"All those participating in the Immortal Fate Conference are waiting in this area." At this time, the powerful voices of many forbidden troops in front came, and then they quickly guided them.
Almost all of the elite monks from various dynasties, large and small, had never entered the imperial city. Feeling the awe-inspiring atmosphere in the imperial city, they landed obediently within the designated areas one by one.
"This square is probably thousands of miles wide, and it also contains terrifying formations." Qin Hao looked down at the runes on the ground, "The power of this formation must be beyond our imagination."
"Yeah." Beside him, Ling Lin also looked solemn and observed carefully.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this moment, there was a loud noise. Ling Lin and all the monks who wanted to participate in the dynasty war turned their heads and saw teams flying in in an extremely orderly manner from a distance. They were in good order and obviously knew some etiquette.
In contrast, Ling Lin and other monks who came from various dynasties to participate in the dynastic war came in swarm.
"This is a monk from the Qianyuan Dynasty who participated in the dynastic war." Someone suddenly said in the square.
"Many." Ling Lin looked at the neat teams in the sky and whispered. After a quick glance, he roughly discovered that there were definitely no fewer than five thousand monks in the Qianyuan Dynasty participating in the dynastic war.
Among the five thousand people, less than half are monks in the Half-step Cave Realm! Ling Lin suddenly discovered this problem, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes. A small half of the five thousand people, that is about half of the two thousand
The auras of the young men standing at the front of this team are extremely powerful, far exceeding those of ordinary Half-step Cave virtual monks.
"There are so many people here. I wonder how many will survive after the first battle." In front of the team, a young man in purple had a sinister smile on his lips. He looked down at the dense crowd below and looked at the person beside him. said the indifferent young man.
"You will naturally know when the time comes." The indifferent young man slowly uttered a few words, his eyes filled with coldness as he opened and closed them.
The team of 5,000 people slowly landed in the designated area.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
There were also figures rising directly into the sky and flying high into the sky.
"In this dynastic war, we must use all our strength." Ancestor Yanling's eyes rested on the four young men of the Yanling clan. Then, their figures suddenly rose into the sky.
The auras emanating from these figures rising into the sky are extremely powerful, and they are all monks who have transcended the Cave Void Realm and reached the Yin and Yang Realm.
"Only monks in the Yin and Yang realm can enter the Xingyuan Palace to see Emperor Qian." Yan Lingyu's words contained a hint of longing.
"Yin-Yang realm?" Ling Lin said silently in his heart.
"That sloppy old man." Looking at the figures rising into the sky, Ling Lin was suddenly shocked. A familiar figure suddenly came into his eyes, and it turned out to be the sloppy old man in Tingfeng Pavilion. "I didn't expect him. It turned out to be a monk in the Yin-Yang realm." Ling Lin was secretly shocked, but then he felt relieved. The mystery of that power was far beyond the scope of a monk in the Dongxu realm, and it was normal for the Yin-Yang realm.
When Ling Lin raised his head, the sloppy old man suddenly saw him. He showed his big yellow teeth towards Ling Lin, and the old man's figure suddenly disappeared from Ling Lin's sight.
The main hall at the highest point of Xingyuan Hall.
The supreme ruler of the Qianyuan Dynasty, Emperor Qian, who was said to have transcended the Yin-Yang realm long ago, sat high on the throne. The lower part was divided into two rows, standing one by one. Those closest to Emperor Qian were naturally some of the Yin-Yang realms of the Qianyuan Dynasty. Monks. A little further away are the Yin-Yang Realm ancestors from various high-level dynasties.
At a glance, there are hundreds of Yin-Yang realm monks standing below.
"See Your Majesty!"
Hundreds of Yin-Yang realm monks bowed in unison.
at the same moment.
In the vast square around the bottom of the Xingyuan Hall, both the elite monks who participated in the dynastic war and the people who came to visit, all knelt down and buried their heads on the ground. They all said in unison: "Meet Your Majesty!"
The sound boomed, resounding throughout the world.
"Ping Shen!" Emperor Qian's voice also resounded throughout the world.