Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1554: Four Great Princes

"Remnant brother good means."

Teng Luo grinned and sighed.

Residuals nodded slightly in the direction of Teng Luo, saying hello.

The master of the Xuanji Palace looked at the Protoss, frowned slightly, and asked, "Dare to ask the goddess Xiaoxiang, why did the Emperor God come?"

"Where are you qualified to ask the whereabouts of the Son of God?"

Xiaoxiang Goddess slightly looked, her face was not good, and asked a question.

"Um, no, the goddess misunderstood."

The master of the mysterious palace explained quickly: "After all, it is a race of thousands, and the emperor is the master of the protoss ..."

"Rest assured, I can take control of everything about the Protoss! As for the emperor ..."

The Xiaoxiang goddess gave a slight meal, a pride of light glanced deep into her eyes, and said, "The emperor will definitely come, and I will also give you a surprise!

Mystery of the mysterious palace master.

The surprise in the mouth of the goddess Xiaoxiang is most likely a disaster for the human race!

The master of the mysterious palace is also not easy to ask, only a strong laugh, saying: "I'm really looking forward to it."

"Xiaoxiang, what surprise is there for Brother Huangtian, please tell us."

Teng Luo was curious and couldn't help asking.

Xiaoxiang Goddess Yingying smiled and said, "You will know by then, Huangtian will bring some people you can't think of!"

"Boom!"

Mysterious palace bells ring again!

"Oh!"

In the distance, there was a long, sharp chirp!

A dazzling stream of golden light surged forth, exuding a hot breath, and there were hundreds of three-legged Jinwu flapping their wings!

The four three-legged Jinwu headed by them are the most powerful and the flames are the most prosperous. Looking from a distance, it is as if four rounds of scorching sun are coming to this side!

Jinwu tribe descends on the mysterious palace!

Looking at the three-legged Jinwu flying in mid-air, the monks of the Buddhist monks all showed their sadness and indignation.

The Mingxin Temple in the Six Temples of Buddhism was destroyed by the Jinwu tribe!

Among the six Buddhist temples, the Lantern Temple, the Vajrayana Temple, the Wuxiang Temple, the Prajna Temple, the Hanging Temple, and the Mingxin Temple, the Mingxin Temple is the most peaceful.

Because Mingxin is a female nun in the heart, most of them do not fight with the world, do good to others, and rarely participate in the fight for the fight in the cultivation world.

However, I did not expect that such a super-sect gate was slaughtered mercilessly by the Jinwu tribe!

In that battle, I don't know how many consciously ridden Nunny died.

Hundreds of miles in the heart of Mingxin were burned into ruins by the Jinwu tribe!

The countless creatures that fell under this fire, the world lives, even more countless!

"Haha!"

Teng Luo stood up and laughed, "I didn't expect that this 10,000 ethnic group meeting actually shocked the four princes of the Jinwu ethnic group to come. It is really rare!"

Jinwu tribe has ten children.

Among them, the seventh Prince must have the strongest combat power!

On Penglai Island, three were killed by Long Huangzhen.

Now coming to the mysterious palace, among the four princes, there is a seventh prince!

In addition to it, there are the eighth prince, the ninth prince and the tenth prince.

Numerous three-footed Jinwu descended on the square, transforming into adult shapes and heading towards the crowd.

Hearing Tengluo's greeting, the eighth prince laughed and said, "Our brother is curious, so he will come with the elder brother to see, what is the name of the race of the peoples?

"It's hilarious."

The ninth prince was a little excited, and said, "All Taoists are here!"

The tenth prince is the youngest and looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, but at a young age, there is occasionally a hint of brutality and cruelty!

The ten sons of Jinwu are not qualified to be.

This is the title that can only be obtained after countless killings, countless blood battles, and walking on the bones of many blood of the same family.

Don't look at the tenth prince's age, but there is endless blood in his hands!

Without this fierce, you can't get a seat in Jinwu Shizi!

The Jinwu family, the four princes gathered together, have very different personalities.

The seventh prince looked cold and expressionless, and never spoke from beginning to end.

The eighth prince and the ninth prince were obviously excited.

As for the tenth prince, although he didn't say anything, his eyes were sloshed and his mind was so heavy that no one knew what he was thinking.

The six fierce tribes have been counted!

Of the nine gangsters, only these six gangsters made it clear that they would come to participate in the 10,000 ethnic group conference.

There was no news from the Dragon, Barbarian or Wa.

In other words, the race for the nations can begin!

The master of Xuanji Palace took a deep breath, stood up, and said loudly, "Thank you friends of all ethnic groups for giving me this thin face of Xuanji Palace to come to this grand event."

"It is announced that the National Conference is officially ..."

"and many more!"

Mysterious palace master was interrupted by a voice before he finished speaking.

The eighth prince of the Jinwu ethnic group stood out, squinting at the master of the mysterious palace, with a look of disdain, and sneered: "Who are you, old man, why do you host the National Assembly?"

Mysterious palace master's face remained unchanged, Shen said: "In the lower palace master, the road number is Qingze."

"This race of the nations was initiated by my Xuanji Palace and held in Xuanji Palace. Naturally, I should come forward to preside over it. Can the Eighth Prince have any objection?"

"objection?"

The eighth prince shrugged and said, "Of course there is. You roll off with me, and I see you as annoying!"

"Hahahaha!"

Numerous Jinwu clans laughed.

There was also a roar of noise among the Rakshasa and Bloodvine people.

The master of the palace of Xuanji Palace slightly gnashed his teeth, pressing his heart into anger, Shen said, "Dare to ask the seventh prince, does this mean the Jinwu people?"

"The word of the eighth is what I said."

The seventh prince said lightly.

Teng Luo also raised her eyebrows slightly, licked her lips, and said, "I'm also a little curious. What kind of qualifications do you have, the weak ants?"

"Such a grand event, only we fierce people are qualified to host."

The goddess Xiaoxiang nodded and said Shen Sheng.

The master of the mysterious palace looked ugly and stood in place, neither entering nor retreating.

Before the race for the races began, the six fierce races were aggressive, so powerful and occupying the initiative.

If even the tens of thousands of ethnic groups are handed over to the six fierce tribes, by then, I am afraid there will be no possibility of peace talks.

"Why are you dissatisfied?"

The eighth prince saw the mystery of the mysterious palace palace tardy, he could not help but frown, his face was murderous.

There was also a turmoil in the crowd.

Some super-sect masters frowned, looking worried.

"Why, you ants are not convinced?"

The eighth prince looked around, without any concealment of the murder in his heart, said slowly.

At this moment, the seventh prince slowly spoke, saying, "Don't say that our Jinwu people have no sincerity and don't give your people a chance. "

"If you want to host this 10,000 ethnic group conference, whoever of your people can stand up and win my Jinwu tribe, my Jinwu tribe can be hosted by people."

"Otherwise, any cat or dog who jumps out and wants to preside over the race of the peoples is not a joke!"

(End of this chapter)