Speaking of which, the current Tianjie Shadow Sect is like a rat crossing the street in the north, not daring to show its head at all.
Wu Zuo was very powerful and ruthless. The temple had to manage the four secret realms, but with so many people in the Elder Palace, he was only responsible for one northern realm. He quickly made the entire northern realm into one, and all the sects made sacrifices every year. Who could
Whoever stops will die.
As long as every practitioner reaches the level of Dayan Immortal, he must go to the entrance of the Elder Palace to register. Those who do not have a clear identity will be executed.
Moreover, an outer palace was opened, and the emperors were forced to join. If they did not go to the outer palace to sign up, they would die.
Moreover, Wu Zuo would personally hunt down and kill those emperors.
In just a thousand years, thousands of emperors fled from the northern border of the heaven alone. Most of those who escaped were casual cultivators. The strength of the Elder Palace was too strong to resist, so they had no choice but to escape.
Bai Yi was furious when he saw it, and now he was ready to abdicate voluntarily and let the Palace of Elders manage the heaven.
Because of this incident, the earth realm became extremely lively. Many emperors who committed crimes in the heaven realm fled to the earth realm. They did not want to be hunted down everywhere when the Elder Palace took control of the heaven realm.
These escaped emperors were wanted in the heaven, and each of them killed, looted, and then came to the earth.
This time, the auction house collected a lot of good treasures and prepared them for auction.
It's just that these treasures are too expensive, Jian Wushuang really can't afford them.
Although he has been involved in the business of killing people and selling goods in recent years, his work has always been very small, and he only has one million divine stones in his possession now.
In the Ninth Prince's mansion, millions more were collected, including some treasures that needed to be sold.
"money!"
Not easy to make money!
It was still as good as when I was in Qiuhuang City, and I earned tens of millions of treasure points, which is comparable to tens of millions of sacred stones.
Over the years, he has helped King Bai regain his true nature and earned a lot of treasures. These will also be counted as credit, but he spent them all on the last time he bought information.
It's gone now.
While I was thinking about this, news came from the outside world.
"Your Highness, the Colosseum has arrived!"
Jian Wushuang slowly opened the door curtain on Feiju, looked up, and saw a huge Colosseum.
Colosseum.
It is a dueling ground opened by the royal family.
As the name suggests, fighting is prohibited in the imperial city. If you want to fight to the death, you can come here.
Before reaching the door, a shirtless strong man walked out.
"Your Majesty Ninth Prince!" The visitor was rough but attentive, and he quickly saluted respectfully.
Jian Wushuang pressed his hands, his eyes cold and aloof, and walked straight to the Colosseum, with the strong man naturally following carefully behind him.
"I heard that there is a good show to watch today?" Jian Wushuang said calmly.
The rugged man quickly replied: "It's not a good show, it's just a life-and-death battle between two third-level emperors."
"Pei Laosan, your tone is very loud!" Jian Wushuang turned his head and stared at the rugged man in front of him with a cold gaze, and said in a low voice: "When did the third-level emperor from your mouth become just average."
When Pei San heard this, he knew that it was the Ninth Prince who was suppressing him. He quickly bowed and said, "I don't dare to do this because of my humble position. I will never forget the great kindness of His Highness Ninth Prince. If His Highness hadn't taken him in back then, I would have died in the Chaos Realm."
among "
Back then, it was really Xia Mang Guanyu who followed his grandfather Xuanyuan Dapan to the chaotic area and saved his life. Then he was brought to the Imperial Capital of Daxia and gave him a job in the Colosseum.
Pei San, the peak of the third-level emperor.
Staying with him would be a bit overkill, so he was sent here, but he is indispensable for foreign campaigns.
After finishing the beating, Jian Wushuang did not speak, but just waved his hand.
He came to the Colosseum not only for Pei San, but most importantly, to make money.
"How's the handicap between these two people?" Jian Wushuang asked casually.
Pei San became more respectful this time and answered: "There are almost 40 million sacred stones!"
"But "Pei San is a little strange.
He knew that Jian Wushuang had other purposes for coming here, and this was what he was afraid of. He would not even frown if he was asked to go through life and death for the Ninth Prince.
But if you break the rules of the Colosseum, it will be a matter of life and death, and even the prince cannot change it.
"Don't worry, I understand the rules!" Jian Wushuang reassured the other party.
There is a fifth-level emperor sitting here, and if you give him ten courages, he won't dare to break the rules.
The two third-level emperors are both very famous in the imperial capital.
One is the Sword Immortal, whose strength is at the peak of the third level. He is known as one of the seventy-nine swordsmen in the capital, ranking seventy-nine.
"The sword energy is close!"
On the contrary, he has the same surname as Jian Wushuang.
It was him. Jian Wushuang turned his eyes and entered the Colosseum.
But when he entered, a strand of hair fell from his head and floated freely.
"Old Ghost Bai, I can't kill the third-level emperor instantly. I'll leave it to you later. I'm responsible for the source of the loss!" Jian Wushuang said secretly.
The person he pretended to be the Ninth Prince was just a clone. The real person had always been a strand of hair, but now he was falling and floating, following the Ninth Prince.
"Tsk, don't worry!"
Today's King Bai has almost recovered his true nature, and it is still possible to kill a third-level emperor.
But the current source is too unstable. It is okay to kill some third-order emperors, and the source will not collapse too much. But if you kill the fourth-order emperors, you will probably lose a lot of sources, and King Bai will not be willing to part with it.
Being able to kill a third-level emperor was already King Bai's limit.
The Ninth Prince, Xia Mang Guanyu, followed Pei San to the entrance of the VIP room. When entering, he suddenly said: "I am quite interested in the Seventy-Nine Swordsman. Please take me to see him. Maybe he will be here today."
Fallen."
Although Pei San was a little embarrassed, he still took the group of them to the darkroom.
"Go in and report, even if I want to see him, prepare for what will happen on the field!" Pei San said in a stern voice.
An emperor in black clothes in the dark room frowned after hearing this, but when he saw the ninth prince Xia Mang Guanyu, he still braved the situation and entered the depths.
They are about to enter the arena of life and death. These crazy people sometimes don't care about anyone's high status.
However, the one with sword energy was closer and followed the black-clothed emperor out of the secret room and came to Pei San.
Jian Wushuang's transformed hair also took the opportunity to follow in.
A few people said a few words casually, Xia Mangguanyu gave some words of encouragement, and then they all left.
After everyone left, Jian Qijin frowned. He always felt that these people came out of nowhere, but they were about to play, so he didn't bother to care about it, and returned to the secret room to calm down.
Just waiting for the door to close, Jian Wushuang took action instantly.
The entire space was only a few inches long and wide, and it was enveloped by all the power of thought and devouring power. In an instant, the sword energy was so oppressive that it paralyzed him to the ground. Before he could resist, King Bai's shadow floated out and slapped the opponent on the head with a palm.
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At the same time, in the VIP room of the Colosseum.