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Wuhuang Palace.

This is the place specially built by Shenji Pavilion to crown Lin Feng.

The warriors of the major forces have all rushed here.

Even Li Xuantian, who was in charge of the coronation ceremony, had already arrived ahead of schedule.

Today, as soon as the time comes, the coronation ceremony can be held.

"His Royal Highness, what are you doing here?" Xiao Cui looked at the palace in front of her, frowned and said, "This is the place where the crowning person who ranks No. 1 on the list of Martial Emperors will be crowned, and you cannot enter without an invitation. "

"I have an invitation card." Lin Feng turned over with one hand, and directly took out the invitation card that Li Xuantian gave him.

"His Royal Highness, Shenji Pavilion has always been meticulous in its work. You can't get in with a fake invitation." Xiaocui sighed softly: "It just so happens that the princess is also here to attend the coronation ceremony this time."

"The princess should have gone in now, or we'll just wait here and wait for the princess to come out."

"I'd better take you in to meet Xiaoyin." Lin Feng took the invitation and went straight to the gate.

But the two guards frowned and stopped Lin Feng.

"This is the place where Mr. Lin is crowned. What do you do?" The two guards couldn't feel the slightest breath from Lin Feng.

So they were not polite to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't care about this, and directly handed the invitation in his hand to one of the guards, saying, "I'm here to attend the coronation ceremony."

"Do you still have the invitation card?" The guard's expression changed suddenly.

In his opinion, Lin Feng, an ordinary person without cultivation, how could he have an invitation from the Shenji Pavilion.

Even if he didn't need to read this invitation, he knew it was fake.

"You two, I'm really sorry, we're leaving now." Xiaocui walked up quickly, trying to pull Lin Feng away.

But another guard suddenly said: "This invitation is real!"

"It's really true." The guard holding the invitation looked at Lin Feng meaningfully.

Although he didn't know where Lin Feng got the invitation from.

But according to the rules of Shenji Pavilion, as long as there is an invitation card, people can be let in.

So, in the end, the two guards could only clasped their fists at Lin Feng and said, "My lord, I'm sorry, it was the two of us who were blind just now, please come inside."

Lin Feng walked into the Martial Emperor's Palace with his hands behind his back without saying a word.

Xiaocui opened her mouth wide, her face full of shock.

She never expected that Lin Feng's invitation was actually real.

how can that be? !

Xiao Cui shook her head, and didn't bother to think about it, so she took a step and followed.

"Why do I feel that the boy just now looks familiar?" At this moment, one of the guards suddenly spoke.

The other guard frowned, scratched his head and said, "If you put it that way, I also feel that the young man looks familiar."

"I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

"Lin... Mr. Lin! It's... Mr. Lin!" The two guards reacted almost at the same time, and turned to look at Lin Feng who had already entered the Martial Emperor's Hall.

...

inside the hall.

The major forces have already taken their seats.

But Lin Feng has not arrived yet.

"Why hasn't Young Master Lin come?"

"It's going to be Si time soon, why hasn't Mr. Lin come?"

"Mr. Lin should be here soon."

The martial artists opened their mouths one after another, discussing in a hurry.

Cui Ziyue, Gu Changfeng and others had complicated expressions.

It was the first time they had seen someone their own age being crowned.

I'm afraid this is genius.

"Princess, why hasn't Lin Feng come?" At this time, Qing Lan suddenly said: "It's almost time, and Lin Feng hasn't shown up yet, he is really big enough."

"He should be here soon." Lin Yin replied lightly, but his eyes suddenly fell outside the crowd.

She discovered that Lin Feng and Xiao Cui had actually come here!

"Lin... Lin Feng big brother?!" Lin Yin was shocked at first, and then hurriedly waved from Lin Feng: "Lin Feng big brother, come here quickly."

"Xiaoyin, we meet again." Lin Feng sat beside Lin Yin, with a smile on his face all the time.

Originally, Lin Yin wanted to ask how Lin Feng got in.

But Li Xuantian suddenly walked up to the top, and said in a clear voice: "The time has come, please invite Mr. Lin to come to the stage to be crowned!"

boom!

Li Xuantian's voice exploded in the entire hall.

The crowd also fell silent instantly, looking around, looking for the trace of Lin Feng.

Under the attention of all the people, Lin Feng finally stood up slowly.

"Lin Feng big brother, what are you doing? They are calling Lin Feng, who is number one on the Martial Emperor List, not you."

Lin Yin hurriedly said: "Lin Feng big brother, please sit down!"

As she spoke, Lin Yin tugged Lin Feng's sleeve lightly.

Lin Feng turned around and said, "Xiaoyin, they are calling me, and I am that Lin Feng."

"This... how is this possible, you... your dantian has been destroyed..." Lin Yin's face was full of disbelief.

As for Lin Feng, he had already taken a step and walked straight up.

"Master Lin, congratulations."

"Congratulations to Mr. Lin for being crowned the first on the Martial Emperor List."

"Congratulations to Mr. Lin for ranking first on the Martial Emperor List."

Representatives of all major forces stood up to congratulate Lin Feng.

For a moment, Lin Feng completely became the focus of the audience.

But Lin Yin's red lips were slightly parted, and her face was full of shock.

She never thought that Lin Feng was really Lin Feng who was ranked number one on the list of Martial Emperors!

"Lin... Lin Feng big brother's dantian, is it really healed?!"

Only now did Lin Yin understand that Lin Feng must have used some kind of secret technique to hide his cultivation.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for her not to see through Lin Feng's cultivation.

However, Lin Feng was able to restore his dantian, and Lin Yin was also very happy for Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, congratulations." Li Xuantian walked up slowly and invited Lin Feng to the top.

What followed was a series of tedious rituals.

These rituals are the regulations of the Shenji Pavilion, and Lin Feng can only cooperate.

After all the ceremonies were over, Li Xuantian flipped his hands and took out a giant drum.

The drum is engraved with complicated lines, and the drum surface is extremely thick. As for the two drum hammers, they are as black as ink.

"Da Dao Xuanyin Drum! Shenji Pavilion really brought it here!"

"I really envy Mr. Lin, who is only at the eighth level of the Martial King Realm, and can ring the Dao Xuanyin Drum of the Shenji Pavilion."

"Although I don't have the chance to play the Dao Xuanyin Drum, I can still listen to the drum sound."

"This time, I must listen carefully to the sound of the Dao Xuanyin Drum."

The crowd turned their heads one after another, looking expectantly at the giant drum directly above.

"Mr. Lin, the name of this drum is the Great Dao Xuanyin Drum." At this moment, Li Xuantian's voice suddenly sounded: "The Great Dao Xuanyin Drum was originally a battle drum in the ancient battlefield."

"As long as the drum is beaten, the Dao can be triggered, and the sound of the drum can be spread all over the world."

"I also invite Mr. Lin to beat this drum and be crowned emperor!"