Half a day passed quickly, and everyone began to feel anxious. The Prince's Palace would be opened at any time, which meant that they would face endless fighting for a long time.
The journey is getting closer.
Squeak!
An echoing sound seemed to wake up the world.
The entire Fengwang Palace became completely cold, and a strong foundation emanated from the golden light.
"opened……"
"opened!"
"It's finally open..."
"..."
There is excitement, enthusiasm, admiration, and sighs...
More than three thousand geniuses stood up one after another and stared at the door of the hall. As the door slowly opened, they became nervous.
But everyone just stared at the palace door, and no one acted rashly.
As long as everyone can reach this step from the competition in the Mountain and River Map, everyone's strength cannot be underestimated, so they are very cautious. After all, in the King's Palace, only a hundred kings can be named, and the rest will be eliminated and become a hundred. A stepping stone for a king.
Very cruel, very violent.
No one wants to become someone else's stepping stone.
As for the rules of the Fengwang Palace, they are very simple and more direct.
At the beginning, everyone has two chances to fight to compete for the hundred thrones. But if there are two opportunities, if there is no victory, he will be directly expelled from the Fengwang Palace and eliminated directly.
But even though it is so cruel, there is an advantage, that is, the first person to ascend the throne will mean an additional chance of failure. However, the opportunity is also accompanied by crisis. The first person to ascend the throne means that You will become the target of public criticism.
Therefore, although the door of the Fengwang Palace has been opened, everyone is waiting and watching, and no one makes a rash move.
"You guys are really all about scheming and scheming. It's not fun at all." Yang Zhen took a step forward and climbed up the steps.
"Yang Zhen..." Yang Ning wanted to stop him, but he also understood that Yang Zhen had his own way of doing things. Isn't this a reflection of Yang Zhen's nature?
Perhaps it is this character that makes Yang Zhen Yang Zhen and a qualified Cang Lan hegemon.
"Don't worry, I'll take the lead for you." Yang Zhen smiled, his tall body seemed to be able to hold up a whole world, and he walked up slowly, slowly approaching the main hall.
The Fengwang Palace, which had been dusty for many years, was spotless. Apart from the ancient atmosphere, there was nothing special about it.
boom……
The sound of beating drums echoed around the square, as if some kind of grand ceremony were taking place.
"Is this the sound of Wang Gu?"
"Wang Gu?"
"It is said that every time the King's Palace is opened, there will be this kind of drum sound, which seems to be playing an ancient war song to accompany the opening of the King's Palace."
"The King's Palace and the King's Battle really need such drums to complement each other."
Yang Ning was also attracted by the sound of drums, as if he saw countless seniors fighting bloody battles, only to return with a triumphant song. At that time, it would be a matter of course for him to be crowned king and prime minister.
Yang Zhen was already approaching the palace gate.
"No, I'll go too..." A figure chased after him. After all, Qin Ningyi was worried about Yang Zhen entering alone.
Yu Bing's face was slightly complicated. Although he and Yang Zhen were already married, what was the purpose of his cultivation? Isn't he just wanting to be like his fathers and become a true powerful king?
"Perhaps, I should know what to do?" In just a short moment, Yu Bing seemed to see many things, and a light red halo gradually appeared on the surface of the divine body.
Yang Ning was quite surprised. She didn't expect that at this juncture, Yu Bing could actually improve her divine body to a higher level. She was truly worthy of being a proud woman of heaven.
Yang Pi slowly approached and cooperated with Yang Ning to buy time for Yu Bing.
At this moment, it is undoubtedly a good thing that the strength can be improved. Only by being stronger can you stand out among so many talented people.
"I'll go too." As the bodies of Yang Zhen and Qin Ningyi gradually disappeared, someone finally couldn't hold it any longer and finally ascended to the throne first. There will be an opportunity.
"The palace of the Conferred King must bear the name of my Xinye." Xinye turned into a white tiger, let out a long roar, and shot straight at the palace door.
"Lingling..." Zijinling echoed, but at this moment An Lianye was shocked by the magnitude of this scene. He shook Zijinling and started running towards the door of the Fengwang Palace.
"You? Stop." Yu Bing actually stood up.
Yu Bing has an endless grudge against An Lianye and Fan Jia.
"Is that you?" An Lianye recognized Yu Bing immediately.
"What? Are you surprised?" Wu Bing's eyes gradually changed, becoming cold and scary.
"Accident? It's not that serious, but..." An Lianye's voice was long, and he looked at Yu Bing, as if the delicate beauty belonged to him.
"But what?" Yu Bing couldn't calm down, because it was the person in front of him who made him lose his body and his woman's vitality.
"You must have been very happy at that time..." The purple bell in An Lianye's hand jingled. At the same time, he was hit by the Chang Fang Desire Kung Fu and his own evil Kung Fu. If he wanted to survive unscathed, he had no other choice but to have sex with a man. Otherwise, he could only be burned by the fire of desire and eventually die of sexual immorality.
Hearing this, Yu Bing's pretty face immediately changed color.
"Haha..." An Lianye laughed, hiding the anger in his heart. He and Chang Fang and Fan Jia joined forces and finally managed to control the Yuyin Divine Body. However, to their surprise, another Divine Body appeared, making the three of them almost drunk. It was because of this that three people were seriously injured. It is impossible not to avenge such revenge.
The divine light that Yu Bing had just condensed actually began to dissipate little by little as the laughter came.
"Not good." Yang Ning discovered something was wrong and the light dissipated. This was no joke.
"What's wrong? Yang Ning?" Yang Pi was startled.
"Someone framed Yu Bing..." Yang Ning said, holding the killing sword in his hand, and then shot An Lianye directly.
"So despicable." Yang Ning scolded angrily.
"How dare you frame my younger brother and sister, Yang Pi, I'm tired of living..." The heavy Jun sword slashed down diagonally with a huge force.
"What's going on?"
"Why are you so good and suddenly start a fight?"
"Could it be that the Royal Conferment Palace will be held here?"
"Die." Yang Ning was very angry. Why would his brother let Qin Ningyi and Yu Bing stay here? Isn't it because of himself and Yang Pi? What if something happens to Yu Bing? Then can you make it through?
"Death!" Yang Pi's sword became even more powerful. As the eldest brother, there was no need to make any mistakes when protecting his brother's wife.
In an instant, the entire huge square was illuminated by sword after sword. Around An Lianye, Zijinling hurriedly rose up, but was also forced back dozens of feet by the shadow of the sword.
"How brave!" Fan Jia came in. Although he and An Lianye were not from the same sect, they were from the same sect.
"Are there any helpers?" Yang Ning then struck out with his sword. He had no intention of letting An Lianye go.
Although I don’t know what happened between the two of them, I would not dare to bully my brother’s family, not even the King of Heaven.
"That's enough..." Yu Bing was surprised, and the divine light around her body gathered again, and it was even more intense than before, reaching a pure red color.
The divine bodies are all unique, and each divine body has its own special characteristics. Yang Ning never thought that Yubing could transform into the complete Yuyin divine body in a short period of time.
"Brother Pizi, Yang Ning, let's go in." Yu Bing's voice was full of indifference, as if he was very disgusted with An Lianye and Fan Jia, and even didn't want to see them.
"Okay." Yang Ning nodded, his eyes falling on An Lianye's figure.
"Let's go." Yang Ning opened the way with his sword and went straight to the gate of the Fengwang Palace.
"Tell me, how strong is this Yang Ning?" Questions came from the crowd.
"Shh, be careful not to be listened to by anyone who cares."
"Bai Xiaosheng?"
"Qing Zhen?" The two of them thought of two people at the same time, and only these two people knew Yang Ning's ranking on Bai Xiaosheng's ranking list.
But, Qingzhen or Bai Xiaosheng, which one is easier to mess with? neither.
"How about we go ask?"
"Where is Bai Xiaosheng?"
"Let's buy it."
For a moment, Bai Xiaosheng became completely eye-catching.
After all, this is the Prince's Palace. Although no one can prove the accuracy of the ranking made by Bai Xiaosheng, to a certain extent, it is still a reference.
"Haha, brother, you are discerning..." Bai Xiaosheng said that Cao Cao had arrived, and in the blink of an eye a white shadow fell down.
"Ten holy crystals, no child can be deceived."
The signature white wall ink pen is in hand.
"Here you are, ten Saint Crystals. I want to know my ranking." The genius directly handed over ten Saint Crystals.
"You? Let me take a look." Bai Xiaosheng quickly turned to this person's name.
"Tiewu, you rank number one thousand two hundred here, no more, no less, exactly one thousand two hundred."
"Brother Tie, that's good, you can actually be ranked so high." The man next to him said, took out ten holy crystals, handed them to Bai Xiaosheng, and said, "What is my ranking?"
"Yan Kuan, you are a little lower, ranked one thousand five hundred and eighty-three." Bai Xiaosheng directly said Yan Kuan's name and ranking.
Yan Kuan was slightly startled, so fast? When I think of the situation when Qingzhen asked Yang Ning about his ranking, I can't help but feel that it was a bit fake.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Bai Xiaosheng is a hot commodity right now, especially as the battle to become king is about to begin, and the way to make a fortune is worth looking forward to.
"Bai Xiaosheng, I want to know..." Tie Wu was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yan Kuan.
"We can do it, you go about your business." Yan Kuan directly blocked Tie Wu's question in his mouth.
"Since there are no more questions, I'll leave first. I've been very busy recently. My skinny legs are so busy..." Bai Xiaosheng was enjoying it, and everyone's focus was on the Prince's Palace. , but he is different, his only interest is to earn Saint Crystal. As he said that, he turned into a white shadow and disappeared in front of the two people.
"Brother Yan, what are you..."
"Brother Tie, I don't know if you noticed that Bai Xiaosheng was able to find your and my rankings without even saying our names just now. But do you still remember when Qingzhen asked Yang Ning?"
"You mean that time..." Tie Wu recalled the scene at that time. Bai Xiaosheng had to look for it for a long time before he found Yang Ning's name.
"Yes, I very much doubt that this Yang Ning is..."
"Hush!" Yan Kuan knew a truth, that is, trouble comes from the mouth.
"Don't say it, don't say it." Yan Kuan nodded and cast his gaze in the distance, where Qingzhen and Xiang Heng seemed to be paying attention to the Fengwang Palace and were not aware of it.
"Let's go in, too. If it's too late, we won't have a chance."
"Indeed, after two opportunities, if you fail to successfully ascend the throne, you will lose the opportunity directly, which is very cruel."
The two of them headed towards the main hall.
There were no other decorations in the main hall, only the Hundred Throne Seats, but the Hundred Throne Seats did not appear crowded at all, and the vast space even seemed to make the entire hall empty.
With a hundred thrones and a hundred feet of space, more than three thousand people didn't feel crowded at all.
And on the throne at the front, Yang Zhen stood arrogantly among the others and had no intention of becoming a thorn in everyone's side.
In the world of Bi Ni, the golden light sets off the main hall, and the domineering power of Cang Lan's hegemonic body is unique.
On the throne at the side, Qin Ningyi stood side by side.
"What a great Yang Zhen, what a talented man and beautiful woman." The hero said teasingly.
The sound echoed, and many people stared at the two people.
"The throne here belongs to me." Xinye's momentum surged to the sky, and he directly occupied the seat.
"Just you?" A voice sounded in the hall, full of contempt, wanting to compete with Xinye for the throne here.
"Let's fight!" The white tiger's shadow rose up from Xin Ye's body. The fighting spirit is high and tigers roar everywhere.
In the battle to win the title of king, no one is mediocre.
