The stars are twinkling, and the cold wind of the autumn night is biting.
In the square in front of the Ziyang Palace, the drunkenness and excitement of watching the excitement made these royal dignitaries not feel cold at all, and they were eagerly looking forward to King Yu's spell.
Seventh-grade spiritual arts are extremely rare, and most people may never see them in their lifetime.
The cool breeze blew by, and King Yu's robes fluttered in the center of the square, with a proud look on his lips.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Jiang Yunzhou, who was standing side by side with King Yan, and sneered in his heart.
Idiot, you're on the wrong team!
King Yu glanced at the crowd. Most of the high-ranking clans of the Jin Kingdom are represented here. Tonight, I will let you see who is the real God-given king and the future king of the Jin Kingdom!
"drink!"
With a loud shout, he opened his arms, and the golden light all over his body vibrated. Layers of golden halo rolled like water ripples, slowly covering his whole body from the center of his eyebrows.
A moment of murmuring.
He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the golden light around him slowly gathered in his palms, eventually turning into a golden round ball of light.
The ball of light slowly rotated in his hand, getting faster and faster, gradually growing from the size of a fist to becoming more and more dazzling.
There was silence.
Only the dragon flag on the square was rustling under this power and the night wind.
In the front row, Nangong Yan, who was beside Emperor Jin, touched a few tufts of beard on his fat cheeks and praised loudly:
"It is indeed a seventh-grade spiritual art. This breath actually has the power of the heaven and earth. This spiritual art..."
Before he could finish speaking, King Kang Jiang Yunchen behind him, whose cheeks were twitching in embarrassment, quickly stepped forward to interrupt and whispered:
"Master Nangong, the third brother is still storing his spirit and has not yet cast any spell..."
"Oh? That's exactly what I mean. Your Highness, Prince Yu, is already so powerful just by accumulating souls..."
"Wow ah ah ah -"
At that moment, King Yu Jiang Yunde suddenly let out a strange scream with bared teeth, blue veins on his forehead popped out, his face was twisted and ferocious, and he had a look of pig liver color on his face.
Jinhuang frowned, glanced at the ground with a blink of an eye, and suppressed the right hand that wanted to hold his forehead.
Shameful...
Spirit storage is the most basic preparation for casting spiritual arts of level 4 and above, especially this kind of spiritual art of level 7, which requires spiritual masters below the realm of life and death to use their whole body's spiritual seeds before they can cast it.
Looking at the expression on Yu Wang Jiang Yunde's face, it is obvious that it is very difficult to mobilize the spiritual seeds in the body. It can be seen that the mobilization of the spiritual seeds is unstable due to long-term practice, and the meridians in the body are experiencing labor pain caused by abnormal compression.
"Wow ah ah ah -"
boom--
There was an explosion on the field, and King Yu Jiang Yunde slammed the light ball in his hand into the ground with a howl. Mysterious golden spiritual patterns emerged, and quickly turned into a formation, covering most of the square.
"Fancy and fancy..."
Jiang Yunzhou curled his lips disapprovingly, turned his head and asked Chu Yan beside him:
"Did you stab him by any chance?"
"Ah! Who are you stabbing?" Chu Yan's red face was startled, and he didn't understand what his Highness meant.
"I mean, he has such a spell-casting process. If you were on the opposite side, could you defeat him?"
Chu Yan suddenly felt a little hesitant.
After all, King Yu was a spiritual master in the Earthly Evil Realm. In theory, even if a fourth-level martial arts master faced him, he would lose more than he would win. However, he looked at King Yu, who was grinning, and nodded.
"It should be possible to stab him to death."
"Want to stab? I'm good at this!"
Behind Jiang Yunzhou, a short and thin man with a dark face and strange green eyes rubbed his hands excitedly, eager to try.
This person's name is Mo Xiu. He is the best at concealment and assassination among Jiang Yunzhou's four personal guards. He can appear with a short stab in his hand. If they face him head-on, the other three can manipulate him at will. However, if it really comes down to assassination skills, , Mo Xiu is definitely second to none.
"What a fool! Your Highness, this is a metaphor... uh, personification... ugh..."
Li Shan said angrily, forgetting the word for a moment, raised his head and thought for a while, his eyes lit up: "Hypothesis! If you understand, you are a blind person, you know how to stab people!"
"You're such a fool, I'm just joking! You can actually stab King Yu!" Mo Xiu rolled his eyes at Li Shan, quite speechless.
Listening to the conversation between several people, Xiao Huazi's heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked around and saw that everyone was staring at King Yu. Then he picked up his orchid finger and said anxiously under his breath:
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, keep your voice down!!"
Then he gently leaned towards Jiang Yunzhou's ear, with a worried look in his eyes: "Your Highness, before I came here, I specifically told you to keep a close eye on me and not let anyone with evil intentions approach you, but this... you are so angry. King Yu, this slave..."
"Don't worry, I will explain to my mother and concubine. It's not that you don't stop me, but that I am the master. I won't let her punish you!" Jiang Yunzhou smiled and patted Xiao Huazi on the shoulder to reassure him.
Xiao Huazi lowered his head and shook his head quickly:
"I'm not worried about punishment. I'm worried about His Highness's safety. King Yu is narrow-minded and Prince Kang is ruthless. I don't deserve to talk. But I have saved my life, and I've watched you grow up. I really don't want to see Your Highness face this." Two people..."
"I recently got acquainted with a big shot who is even more petty and ruthless than them. She won't see me suffer. Besides, your Highness is not a vegetarian. You forgot, your Highness has already enlightened. Don't worry. In the belly~"
Jiang Yunzhou winked at Xiao Huazi, and then looked at the location of the Su family.
The girl was holding a plate of melon seeds and eating them leisurely. When she saw Jiang Yunzhou's eyes, she immediately put on a puzzled expression and pouted at Prince Yu, as if: Why are you provoking him?
Jiang Yunzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled confidently: Just wait and see the show!
"The main show is coming!" Ji Bai, who was usually the most unserious person, had a stern look on his face this time, staring at King Yu on the field, and suddenly reminded him.
Sure enough, the next moment, King Yu, who took a few breaths, started to scream again!
With a flick of his wrist, his five fingers drew out a series of afterimages in the void. The spiritual patterns on the soles of his feet suddenly became active. As the spiritual patterns shone, there was actually a faint dragon's roar.
"Roar--"
In an instant, the roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world, and a golden dragon of more than sixty-seven feet rushed out from the seal, cruising around King Yu.
"True dragon! It's the image of a true dragon!!"
This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and they suddenly exclaimed in shock. Some ordinary people who had never seen high-level spiritual arts even knelt down and worshiped, with pious faces, as if they had seen a miracle.
At this time, Nangong and Prince Yu's supporters all had flushed faces and were extremely proud.
King Kang grinned, his eyes flashing.
King Yan and King Wu looked dejected, obviously they did not expect that this spiritual technique was actually the image of a real dragon!
The corners of Emperor Jin's lips raised, but his eyes were very complicated.
All sentient beings.
The reaction of everyone present made King Yu very satisfied.
He assumed a posture that he thought was very domineering, pointed at the giant cauldron at the entrance to the square, and let out a hysterical roar:
"Dragon Punishment——"
"Roar--"
The golden dragon roared and flew out with overwhelming power!
Wherever the dragon shadow passed, the floor tiles cracked inch by inch. The moment it hit the giant bronze cauldron, a metallic buzzing sound spread out——
A giant cauldron of more than ten tons flew into the sky, shattered under the dragon's embrace, and then turned into powder!
Copper shavings were flying all over the sky, as if there was a heavy metal rain, reflecting the dazzling golden light under the surrounding lights, making people dazzled.
Everyone present held their breath, gathered their minds, and watched blankly as the golden dragon shadow broke through the smoke and slowly dissipated in mid-air...
