Yinghuo Star is the eighth higher plane in the Beidou Galaxy.
But unlike other higher planes, Yinghuo Planet is full of spiritual energy and also has very terrifying evil spirits. It is more terrifying than the dark and dark tide in the ruins. Even the true immortal who has transcended the tribulation cannot stay there for long.
If it weren't for the Divine Monument Festival, the powerful men of the major dynasties would never set foot here, and they might fall if they were not careful.
After a while, the Starry Sky Sword Boat came to an empty valley and landed slowly.
Under the leadership of the old prince, the group of people waited for the sword boat.
As far as the eye can see, this valley is an ancient battlefield, with no end as far as the eye can see.
In the ancient battlefield, there are still many broken spiritual weapons scattered around, as well as thousands of bones and corpses.
Because of the age, those spiritual weapons have lost their former glory. They are like broken copper and iron, worthless. However, from the material point of view, these are the top spiritual weapons. It is a pity that they were completely damaged in the battle.
, simply cannot be repaired.
And these corpses have not decayed after so many years, which is enough to prove how powerful their owners were before their death.
"Huh? These are..." Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Xiao Fan, when the divine monument first appeared, it caused a bloody storm. All the major dynasties sent troops to Yinghuo Planet, hoping to take the divine monument as their own! That war lasted for hundreds of years.
, the vitality of the major dynasties was severely damaged, and countless strong men fell. The sky was dark and the earth was dark, and blood flowed thousands of miles! These corpses are the ones left by those predecessors!"
"Later, the emperors of the major dynasties gathered on Yinghuo Planet to negotiate peace and share the sacred monument! Whenever the sacred monument emits energy, young monks can be sent here!"
"Moreover, the geniuses who come to participate in the Divine Monument Festival are all the top elites of the major dynasties. Even if it is a competition, unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not deliberately kill someone!"
"Because of this rule, the seven dynasties have always maintained the most basic peace without completely breaking out!"
After hearing Princess Nishang's explanation, Ye Fan nodded.
Even from a certain distance, he could feel the unyielding spirits of those ancient warriors in the ancient battlefield, as if they had spanned tens of thousands of years, rushing towards him, which was awe-inspiring.
Those warriors are not as powerful as Emperor Zhenwu, but their fighting spirit is united and will not dissipate even after ten thousand years.
"Boom!"
At this moment, in the western sky, a red dragon boat was speeding towards us. It was so fast that it was like lightning tearing through the night.
After a few breaths, the dragon boat landed at the entrance of the ancient battlefield.
On top of the dragon boat, there is also a large flag flying with the simple and vast character "AO" written on it.
"They are from the Wanlong Dynasty!" the old prince said solemnly.
Ao is the national surname of the Wanlong Dynasty, which is equivalent to the status of the Qin family in Daxia and cannot be used by non-royal people.
Immediately afterwards, several people got off the dragon boat.
The leader was a middle-aged man, wearing a jade crown and a purple dragon robe. He was wise and mighty, and with his movements, he had the power to swallow up mountains and rivers, dominate the wind and clouds, and control the country.
What's even more astonishing is that the energy and blood in his body surged to the extreme, and a divine dragon condensed around his body. Although it was not an entity, it was just made of internal energy, but it was still surprising enough.
"This is the uncle of the Wanlong Dynasty, Ao Zhan, who possesses the eighth level of transcending tribulation!" the old prince said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart sank.
Princess Nishang had said before that in terms of peak combat power, Xia Emperor Qin Yuan was not weaker than the emperors of other dynasties.
But under the Xia Emperor, the next level of masters, the Great Xia Dynasty was far behind.
The old prince who has transcended the seventh level of tribulation is already the best master in Daxia, but any uncle sent by Wanlong Dynasty has the eighth level of transcending tribulation, which can invisibly surpass him.
Behind Ao Zhan, there followed five young men with extraordinary abilities and unparalleled elegance. They seemed to be majestic and breathtaking.
Pick any one out, they are all extraordinary and cannot be ignored.
What's more important is that they all have two coral-like horns on their foreheads, like the horns of a divine dragon.
This was not the first time Ye Fan had seen this kind of angle.
Long Jiaojiao, the eldest daughter of the Long family in the Twelve Ancient Clan, is extremely talented. She awakened the extremely powerful true dragon bloodline when she was born, and she has this atavistic vision.
But the five prodigies of the Wanlong Dynasty in front of them all have dragon horns. This shows the richness of the blood in their bodies, which makes people sigh.
Among these five people, one person's aura is particularly powerful, and he has obviously survived the catastrophe.
The other four are not bad either, they all possess the realm of Nine Transformations.
At this moment, not only Ye Fan, but also Prince Qin Xuance, Princess Nishang and others felt strong pressure.
In this competition at the Monument Festival, Wanlong Dynasty is definitely a strong opponent.
Just when Ye Fan and others were looking at them, they were also looking at Ye Fan and others.
Suddenly, Shang Bin said: "What a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet the genius of Wanlong Dynasty first. Let's go and say hello first! Maybe we can help each other in the next competition!"
"In the Divine Monument Festival competition, each dynasty is a unit and each fights on its own. What can be helpful?" Ye Fan said lightly.
"Tch! What do you know?"
Shang Bin glared at him, and then walked towards the crowd of Wanlong Dynasty without looking back.
But apart from him, the prince, Princess Nishang and Gao Yuan all stood still.
…
Soon, Shang Bin came to the Wanlong Dynasty alone and introduced himself: "I am the son of Ding Guogong of the Great Xia Dynasty, Shang Bin! You are also here to participate in the assessment of the Monument Festival, so why not go all the way?
It’s so close!”
Shang Bin's tone was extremely attentive, with a hint of flattery and a sense of flattery.
There has been an earth-shaking change from the previous hostility when facing Ye Fan.
After all, the strength of these members of the Wanlong Dynasty is far superior to him, even better than that of the Great Xia Dynasty.
In the world of immortality, strength is respected!
So as soon as Shang Bin came up, he kept a low profile.
Unexpectedly, those members of the Wanlong Dynasty did not look at him seriously at all, as if they regarded him as nothing.
With his hot face pressed against his cold ass, Shang Bin was stunned in place, extremely embarrassed.
But he did not give up and continued: "Everyone, in this competition at the Monument Festival, there are many powerful enemies. It is better for our two dynasties to work together to deal with other dynasties. In this case, the final ranking can be higher!"
far away.
Hearing these words, Ye Fan and others frowned, not expecting that Shang Bin had evil intentions.
Before the competition even started, he was already thinking of doing some evil tricks!
At this time, a prodigy from the Wanlong Dynasty looked arrogant, glanced at Shang Bin casually, and said coldly: