Chapter 542: The person who can stand side by side with the princess
Qin Fan and Liu Mengyao rode in colorful chariots, followed closely by Ji Miaoyi.
The next moment, several eyes converged on the two of them. Some of these eyes were cold, some were domineering, and some were full of coercion. They all came from the powerful men at the Golden Core level, and they were comparable to being swallowed up by an invisible storm.
But these eyes could not get close to Qin Fan, Liu Mengyao and Ji Miaoyi. A seven-color divine rainbow appeared on the body of a seven-color deer, wrapping everyone and forcefully separating everyone's eyes.
Ji Miaoyi drove the blood dragon as if nothing had happened, and took Qin Fan, Liu Mengyao, Ji Dinggu, and two seven-color deers directly down into the sky to the top of the mountain near Tianchi.
Originally, this top of the mountain belonged to Master Long Quan, Master Shang Yang and others. It was also the highest peak east of Tianchi and had an excellent location.
But as the snow dragon roared down, the expressions of the two Golden Core monks changed drastically, and they immediately retreated a thousand meters away with their respective disciples.
Ji Miaoyi stood on a dragon, with her back to the east, and the sun slowly rising behind her. People could not see her face clearly, but her figure was beautiful and transcendent, and her temperament was noble and refined.
She had a leisurely look on her face, but she was not angry or intimidating. A vague coercion spread out, making the black birds not far away anxious about it and retreated five thousand meters.
In the calm Tianchi, the lake surface was rippling at this moment, and the uneasy roars of two mysterious monsters could be heard.
The atmosphere here also became extremely depressing because of Ji Miaoyi's arrival.
"Is this the pressure of the Human Emperor's bloodline?"
"It is worthy of being the first clan in the past. If the Ji Shui Ji family had not lost the Xuanyuan Sword, causing the human emperor's bloodline to become worse from generation to generation, the Zulong clan would not have been able to ascend to the throne of the first ancient clan."
"I heard that a proud daughter of heaven was born in the Ji Shui Ji family. She is their third young lady. She should be the one in front of you. She is more powerful than imagined."
Master Long Quan and Master Shang Yang both took a breath of air and communicated secretly.
The majesty shown by that young woman from Jishui made them all feel the urge to bow their heads.
Yingchang, the ninth ancestor of the Zulong clan, was originally drowsy, but at this moment, bursts of light shot out from his cloudy eyes, and he was already operating his bloodline to resist the oppression of the Human Emperor's bloodline.
Although the little princess, Ying Xia and the two did not move, their faces showed discomfort.
It seems that they are all quite afraid of the majesty of the ancient human emperor's bloodline.
Qin Fan, who was standing next to Ji Miaoyi, was quite surprised at this moment: "I didn't expect that Ji Miaoyi's Human Emperor bloodline is so pure. Although it can't compare with my Witch Clan's God of War body, it's not much worse."
The two most powerful bloodlines in the world are neither the ancestral dragon bloodline nor the phoenix blood. The upper limit of this kind of bloodline is very high in the earthly immortal world, but in the human world in the Age of Ending Law, the upper limit is not enough.
The two strongest bloodlines are undoubtedly the God of War body of the Witch Clan and the bloodline of the Ancient Human Emperor.
The two main protagonists in the ancient civilization of the Xia Kingdom were the Witch Clan and the Human Clan. The legendary battle between Chi You and Yan Huang was the confrontation between the great shaman of the Wu Clan and the Human Emperor of the Human Clan. It was also a direct collision between the War God of the Witch Clan and the bloodline of the Human Emperor.
In the last life, Qin Fan and Fairy Zixiao had never seen the bloodline of the Human Emperor, because the Ji Shui family had been exterminated before they went to Shu Mountain.
Qin Fan really didn't expect that Ji Miaoyi's ancient human emperor bloodline was so powerful that she could intimidate all the heroes. Moreover, she was still very young, only in her early twenties, and she would become a great person in the future.
If this woman doesn't win over to Fenghuang Mountain, it will be Fenghuang Mountain's biggest loss.
Liu Mengyao was secretly surprised: "No wonder this Ji Miaoyi dares to come alone. It turns out that her bloodline is so powerful."
"No wonder the big-tailed wolf attaches so much importance to Ji Miaoyi. It turns out that she really has two brushes."
At this time, Ji Ding's old words were shocking and he said disdainfully: "When I see my Royal Highness, everyone retreats from the three idiots. She is really a bunch of vulnerable ants."
Ji Dinggu's words immediately aroused a lot of hostility for Ji Miaoyi, and also made Zhao Wu and Xie Shuiling on the bronze ancient chariot extremely unhappy.
Xie Shuiling's voice was as cold as ice: "Ji Miaoyi, take care of your servant, otherwise I will make sure he never comes back."
Ji Miaoyi smiled slightly and said with a detached attitude: "Are you the Taoist goddess?"
"This servant of mine has a great background and a small one. His ancient ancestor a thousand years ago was the leader of the Taoist sect. After that, he submitted to my clan. Our clan took pity on him and gave him his clan name."
"His family currently controls more than half of the ancient Taoist heritage of the Taoist sect, and may not be as good as you, a newbie in the Taoist sect."
"Given time, it may not be impossible to surpass you Xie Shuiling."
When Xie Shuiling heard about the dark history of Dao Sect, her face turned cold and she felt deeply ashamed and humiliated.
Speaking of the Ji family at its peak, it is a behemoth that can suppress the Taoist, Buddhist and shamanic clan. No one in the entire cultivation world dares to disrespect them. Anyone who sees the details of this clan must be addressed as the prince and princess, otherwise it will be a huge disaster.
Disrespectful.
It can be said that seven hundred years ago, there was only one royal family in the world, and that was the Ji family.
Xie Shuiling immediately refuted: "Seven hundred years ago, the Ji family held the Xuanyuan Sword and commanded the entire world of cultivation. It was indeed extremely glorious."
"But after the Xuanyuan Sword was lost, your Ji Shui Ji family was attacked by Buddhism, Taoism, and the Witch God Sect. Your strength has been exhausted. Your Highness, the princess, has only a false reputation. Your Ji family is now in the eyes of Taoism.
They are no different than ants."
"As a human being, you must know yourself clearly, otherwise you will easily suffer unintentional disasters."
Ji Miaoyi shook her head and chuckled, no longer paying attention to Xie Shuiling, her eyes turned to Yingchang, and asked quietly: "Senior Yingchang, where is Yingni of your clan now, and why did he not participate in the Eight Emperors Conference?"
Yingchang looked gloomy and said slowly: "My young master is in retreat and has no time to attend the meeting. If Her Royal Highness misses our young master, you can follow me to the Zulong Mausoleum after the Eight Emperors Conference to meet with my young master."
Ji Dinggu sneered and said: "Ying Ni's son is not here? I think he is afraid, right? That Ying Ni has only met my princess once, and he has evil intentions. He sends things to our princess every now and then and writes love letters. Now I know
The royal daughter of our clan is here, but he doesn’t dare to show up?”
"Old Yingchang, when you get back, tell your young master so that he will stop pestering our Royal Highness in the future."
"Otherwise, he will never live past his thirties!"
Yingchang was rarely annoyed: "It's like a dog relying on human power."
After saying that, Yingchang said to Ji Miaoyi: "However, my young master said that if Her Royal Highness invites him personally, he will definitely come to help you."
Ji Dinggu sneered and said: "Does that bitch Ying Ni deserve to be invited by our Royal Highness? Let him pee and do his own thing and see what he is!"
"The toad wants swan meat, tell him to get away!"
Yingchang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Ji Miaoyi waved her hand: "Ji Dinggu, shut up."
"Yes, Your Highness." Ji Dinggu shut up obediently.
At this time, Zhao Wu shouted from the air with a stern voice: "Ji Miaoyi, you should know what day it is today."
"The Eight Emperors Conference, your Ji family only sent you to come?"
Everyone is very concerned about this issue. Although the Ji family has declined, it was once too glorious, so even though it has declined for seven hundred years, no one dares to look down upon it.
You know, even if the Taoist sect is now at its peak, it can command 800 mountains and rivers, but it is still wary of the remaining power of the Ji family.
Ji Miaoyi smiled softly and looked at Qin Fan beside her: "I am not here alone, I have Master Mu Tian to help me."
Hearing this, the strong men from all walks of life quickened their breathing slightly and turned their eyes towards Qin Fan.
Who is this Mr. Mu Tian who is actually qualified to be invited by Ji Miaoyi to help out?
However, with the seven-color divine rainbow of the seven-color deer surrounding him, no one could take a peek at Qin Fan's strength.
Qin Fan was also quite surprised. He did not expect that Ji Miaoyi would push him to the front.
As an Immortal Emperor, he had an intuition that this woman had figured out part of his ins and outs.
"To be able to keep pace with you Ji Miaoyi, it seems that he is definitely not an extraordinary person! May I ask, who is he?" Zhao Wu asked in a deep voice.
Ji Dinggu sneered and deliberately exaggerated: "Zhao Wu, you want to know his origin? There is no harm in telling you. You should know how precious the seven-colored deer of my Royal Highness is."
"This boy just received a seven-color deer as a gift from my lady."
As soon as these words came out, all the golden elixir masters' expressions changed drastically, and they all took a breath of cold air.
There are two seven-colored deer in Jishui, and everyone knows that each one is extremely valuable. Even the top ten magic weapons in the ancient magic weapon list are inferior to the seven-colored deer.
In order to win over this son, Ji Miaoyi actually gave away a seven-color deer?
"This boy is by no means simple. Who is he?" Everyone underestimated him, including Zhao Wu, Ying Chang, and Xie Shuiling. Their eyes became more solemn than ever before.
They didn't know Qin Fan's origins, but they were sure that the person who could make Ji Miaoyi pay such a high price to invite him to help out was definitely not inferior to Ji Miaoyi.
However, among the younger generation, besides winning against the odds, who else has such strength?
No one present had ever heard of the word "Mutian".
"Who is this son?" Xie Shuiling asked coldly.
Seeing that all parties were extremely wary of Mu Tian, an imperceptible sneer flashed across Ji Dinggu's eyes.
He was helping his Royal Highness to lay suspicion, but more importantly, he was praising and killing Mu Tian.
He was very jealous of that Mu Tian. How could a mere Xu Dan be so valued by His Royal Highness and receive such pity?
The kid must be allowed to show off his flaws. The higher he lifts Mu Tian, the harder he will fall later.
Qin Fan also saw through Ji Dinggu's approach, but he saw through it without telling him.
If Liu Mengyao and Ji Miaoyi were defeated, he would naturally take action.
At this time, Zhao Wu no longer struggled with Qin Fan's identity, and immediately said to Ji Miaoyi: "Ji Miaoyi, now the merchants, Taoist goddesses, and the Zulong clan all support me, Zhao Wu, as the leader of the alliance. You should know it, right?"
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"Now, the only ones who don't support me are your Ji Shuiji family."
"We have a large number of people and we won't bully you. You decide the rules of the Eight Emperors Conference. I, Zhao Wu, will make you convinced of your defeat!"
Ji Miaoyi whispered: "The Eight Emperors Conference has long been established. Just hold it according to the rules of previous years."
Zhao Wu's eyes darkened: "The rules of the past years are that the two sides fight one-on-one, fighting one after another until no one can fight, and the winner can be elected as the alliance leader!"
"There are only two of you now, and there are many strong people on my side. Do you plan to challenge us with just two of us?"