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The throne is surrounded by black and white air currents, which are not clear. Although it is hazy, its outline can be seen.
It is ten feet high, and is gray throughout. It looks like a stone seat, with scenes of thousands of creatures worshiping and even gods praying devoutly carved on it. It looks very extraordinary, and feeling the aura within it makes it even more domineering.
Facing this throne, everyone had a thought of worship in their minds, which led them to desperately resist.
Many monks looked ferocious, sweating profusely, and their meridians protruded, making it very difficult to resist.
As time goes by, the black and white air currents around the throne become more dazzling and flicker continuously. At the same time, the aura of kingship exuded becomes more intense. Some people can no longer bear it and kneel down.
boom.
The sound of his knees hitting the ground was very clear and loud. A young monk looked sluggish and fell to his knees.
His training time is still short. He is not a rising star or a genius of the human race. He is just a struggling member who cultivates hard with perseverance. He has insufficient accumulation and foundation, so it is difficult to persist under the pressure of the throne.
Bang bang bang.
The monk kneeling down was just the beginning, and then the fuse seemed to be lit. One after another monks could not resist, their expressions became sluggish, and they roared in anger, but they worshiped in front of the throne.
"Hmph, it's just a dead thing, but you dare to ask me to worship it,"
A rising star of the human race roared angrily. He was young and energetic, and his hair was as crystal clear as black jade, floating in the sky. His blood energy was also extremely strong, dyeing half of the sky around him red.
ah…….
He looked up to the sky and screamed, a sword appeared in his hand, and suddenly slashed into the void, as if breaking some shackles. His body, which was originally a little curved, instantly straightened up, just like the sword in his hand, extremely sharp.
boom.
When other rising stars saw someone taking the lead, they all resorted to tricks, easily breaking Jun Lin's momentum and straightening their waists.
"Haha, brother, this throne is really extraordinary. Even though it is hundreds of miles away, it still has such a powerful power."
The simple middle-aged man smiled and chatted with Bai Daoxuan without making any movement. The pressure between heaven and earth could not even detect him.
His face is gentle and calm. No matter what he says, it will remain the same and it will not change at all. It is still the same when facing the pressure of the throne.
This performance was astonishing. Some monks in the distance saw it and expressed pity. They all knew that this was a powerful existence. Those who could enter the Supreme Sea Realm were all under a hundred years old. This man must be another generation of genius of the human race.
"The prosperous age is coming, and there are too many talented people of this generation among all the tribes in the world than before,"
Many monks who are not very talented are sighing.
Today is really a prosperous age. In the past, rising star figures were treasures in that race, but now they are worthless.
Even some geniuses would not attract much attention unless they had something special about them.
In addition to the simple middle-aged people, there are three other people who also behave relaxedly.
Bai Daoxuan's blue robe was fluttering, his face was calm and unmoved. He was one of the three people. The other two were a young woman and a gloomy-looking young man.
The woman is not very beautiful, she can be said to be very ordinary, but her performance is extraordinary. There is a circle of golden light flowing around her body, and the aura of the king cannot come to her, and everything is disintegrated.
That gloomy young man, his body is like a black hole, eerie and terrifying. Some weak-willed monks will look dull when they put their eyes on him, as if they have lost their souls, and a few of them are silently talking.
Fallen without rest.
boom.
Around Bai Daoxuan, the void suddenly shook, and the scenery was inverted. The power of blood in his body surged like a sea, and he was moving forward, walking towards the altar step by step.
"He's walking toward the altar,"
A monk shouted in disbelief. Standing hundreds of miles away, they could not bear the royal will emanating from the throne, but this obviously childish young man was approaching step by step, and seemed very relaxed.
"I'm only sixteen years old, but I already have this kind of power. Haha, in this world where people seek death, I'm still a fool."
Others are laughing at themselves, mocking their weak cultivation and low talent.
At the same time, they are also expressing their resentment towards the world, which is really irritating. Could it be that all the geniuses from ancient times to the present were born in the same era?
No matter what people say, Bai Daoxuan's steps will not stop because of this. His steps are extremely firm. Every time he takes a step, there will be a loud noise, and inexplicable energy emanates from him. It is a fearless will.
"snort,"
The gloomy young man's eyes flickered and he stared at Bai Daoxuan who was walking forward. He snorted inexplicably and stepped forward. He was very fast and was beside him in an instant. The two were neck and neck.
He thought that Bai Daoxuan wanted to seize control of the throne when everyone was struggling to resist the pressure, so he did not want to fall behind.
What's more, he has been the proud son of his family since he was a child. He is the most dazzling star, extremely bright, and has a very strong pride in his heart. He does not want to be compared to anyone.
"I said, little brother, you want to go sightseeing at the altar, why don't you call me?"
The simple middle-aged man in civilian clothes smiled and spoke in an indifferent tone, as if he was going out with an old friend. No one could tell that his target was the terrifying throne.
After saying that, he also took a step forward. He took one step forward, which was nearly a hundred meters away. As if he had shrunk to an inch, he soon came to Bai Daoxuan's side. Again, without getting ahead, the three of them moved forward together.
Tsk.
A burst of sound pierced the air, and the young female prodigy of the human race followed indifferently without saying a word.
She was wearing a long white dress and dancing, with long black hair flying in the air. Although she looked ordinary, she had the air of a true fairy, and her temperament was ethereal and out of this world.
"What a beautiful girl,"
Some young monks looked unnaturally intoxicated and looked at the woman with an inexplicable desire. They were all attracted by her earthly aura.
"snort,"
Ahead, the woman let out a cold snort, then waved her hand casually, and a blue stream of light appeared.
The stream of light was like a ghost, coming in an instant, piercing the head of the young monk who looked like a pig just now, everything in it disappeared, leaving only an empty skull.
No one expected that a woman with such an unearthly and immortal temperament would be so ruthless in her attack. In an instant, the monk who had been intoxicated before became silent and retreated unnaturally, feeling terrified.
boom,,.
More than a dozen rising stars from the human race stepped forward at the same time. They couldn't compete with a few geniuses, but they didn't want to stop there. Although it was a bit difficult, they still followed, hanging far behind Bai Daoxuan and the others.
"The altar is very high, and the scenery above must be very good. If I sit on the throne later, I can see further,"
Bai Daoxuan walked in the front row. He chatted with the simple middle-aged man without lowering his voice. Many monks could hear him.
"Sure enough, these geniuses are all preparing to directly aspire to the throne,"
Many monks heard his words and immediately understood.
"Damn it, they directly excluded us. Do we really want to embark on that seemingly sacred road?"
There are also some monks who are unwilling to give in because they are not even qualified to compete and are blocked by the aura emanating from the throne.
At present, it seems that they have no choice but to embark on that sacred path as soon as possible, and the result is likely to be death.