Fantasy: Get The Heavenly Emperor Template At The Start

"Wushuang, how long will I be able to arrive?"

"You should ask Dragon Horse!""

An auspicious light flashed in the sky, and the young girl and youth were supported on it.

"Arrived!"

Dragon Horse let out an excited dragon groan.

Ye Wushuang's eyes are fixed, the secret realm, only the topography of the mounds and cliffs two months ago, has been greatly changed.

They flew all the way, and when they were very old, they came to the secret place not far away.

As I looked at, the gate made of bronze was hundreds of meters high, and the ancient patterns on the gate were pervasive, and an ancient sense of heaviness came to my face.

Among them, Ye Wushuang found it interesting that a line of majestic and simple characters was written on the bronze door: There are many treasures in the hall, and there are many capable ones, and many destined ones.

It was the first time he saw that after someone died, he was so happy to let the latecomer take his funeral.

But what does the true celestial formation in front of the bronze gate mean?

While looking around, Ye Wushuang and his party walked slowly towards the bronze door.

Unlike two months ago, the grass here did not grow, and the secret concealment was opened. There are already many big cultivators coming.

This place was detected by our Jin Yaoxianzong Saint Son a month ago, and you retired at a constant speed!

A middle-aged man in a golden robe looked around, his face was full of arrogance.

"Why! The ancient battlefield is not yours, those who are destined will get it!"

"Yes, although Jin Yaoxianzong is powerful, but it resists so many forces from us, I am afraid you are also embarrassed?"

"It would be too overbearing to directly occupy the land of inheritance!"

The powers of the several parties are red-faced with dissatisfaction, but no one dares to become the leader.

The Saint Child of Jin Yaoxianzong is the talent of the young fairy king, which is not comparable to that of ordinary forces.

"Hehe, those who are predestined? The words of ants, since I want to kill my emperor, I will give you a chance, you are advanced!" The man in the golden robe pointed and wanted to unite his forces against the cultivator of Jin Yaoxianzong.

After being pointed at the cultivator, he looked a little ugly.

Although Lanyun Xianzong is not a top power, it also has the background of a young true fairy.

He can feel that there is a formation in front of the bronze gate, which is extremely dangerous.

"Why? Give you a chance. If you dare not enter, just get out!" The man in the golden robe was joking.

All the forces who called the device together cast their eyes on the Saint Son of Lanyun Immortal Sect.

"If I can go in, Jin Yaoxianzong can't regret it!"

The son of Lanyun Xianzong's complexion was a little pale, but there was a resolute look in his eyes.

"There is so much nonsense. If you want to enter, you don't want to go away, you really treat yourself as a thing!"

The son of Lanyun Xianzong's face was pale, but he did not refute, because the man in the golden robe was already close to his strength.

Not to mention, he couldn't afford to offend a strong man like Jin Yaoxianzong Saint Son.

Gritting his teeth, with yellow beads of sweat flowing on his face, the sage of Lanyun Xianzong touched his body and stepped into the front of the bronze gate.

At the moment when all the eyes were gathered, the Saint Tiaoyun Xianzong instantly turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and the universe bag fell.

"Son!"

"What on earth is this, what should we do?"

The son of Lanyun Xianzong was killed in seconds, and the other cultivators of Lanyun Xianzong looked pale.

Looking at the formation where even the corpse was not left, the expressions of the other onlookers changed drastically, and they sucked in air-conditioning to calm the inner shock.

Even the defiant man in the golden robe was shocked, but he was quickly hidden.

"When you say that you don't want to die, you can quickly get out. It's all right now. You can even catch up with your life. Some ants always feel that everything can rely on chance. This emperor will tell you that strength is the most important thing!"

"Why? Ants, who else wants to enter? I, Jin Yaoxian, will never stop him, but if I die, I can only blame you for trash!" The man in the golden robe looked all around, triumphant.

The coming forces in the field were caught in entanglement, and the secret hiding was behind the bronze gate, but they couldn't get it close at hand.

After a while, a young man in a green robe walked out slowly with confidence on his face.

"Unexpectedly, the sage son of Qinglan Xianzong, there is hope now!"

"Yes, the Sect Leader of Qinglan Immortal repaired the formation. It is rumored that the Sect Leader of Qinglan is extremely accomplished in formation, even far beyond those true immortal experts who have lived for endless years!"

"There is hope now, wait for the Qinglan Immortal Sect Saint Child to pass through this formation, what else can those from Jinyao Immortal Sect have to say!

Originally, the atmosphere was a little low, and because of the appearance of Qing Lan Shengzi, who was extremely accomplished in formation, it all boiled over.

After the crowd surrounded, Long Xianxue flashed her eyes and said: "This saint child seems to have a chance, it sounds so amazing."

"There is basically no hope!"

Ye Wushuang said bluntly with the rhyme flowing in the middle of his eyes.

The cultivator has such a keen sense of hearing that he turned his head after hearing Ye Wushuang's words.

What I just wanted, but was shocked by the two immortal looks and the majestic Dragon Horse sitting down.

But when they saw the strength of the two supreme realms, everyone looked fierce.

".々The Son of Qinglan is a master of formation. He is well-known among the heavens and all realms. You, a cultivator of the supreme pinnacle realm, dare to speak wild words and make unreasonable comments?"

"That's right! Qing Lan Shengzi, with extremely high formation attainments, he has stepped into the realm of the Great Emperor and fits the avenue. The formation strength must be even higher. What qualifications do you have to comment!"

"Holy Son Qinglan, quickly break the formation, let these short-sighted people see how high your formation attainments are!

All the cultivators looked at Ye Wushuang and ridiculed them together.

At the moment Jin Yaoxianzong occupies the secret collection, and only by walking through this true celestial level formation can it be possible for them to enter the secret collection together.

It is unbearable for someone to break their common hope.

(Good for Lee)

Listening to everyone's praise, Qing Lan Shengzi raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, looking at the white-clothed youth who was snuggling by the beautiful black-robed girl, a cold color flashed in his eyes.

"E? ​​This fellow daoist, since I say that this saint is hopeless, do you know some formation?"

Ye Wushuang's eyes, color, and Taoist rhyme flow, constantly watching the formation flow outside the bronze gate.

Feeling the white-clothed youth ignoring, Qing Lan Shengzi's complexion was pale, his eyes flashed with resentment, his eyes kept looking at the black robe woman, and his heart was already extremely hot.

"Wushuang, that Qinglan Saint Son seems to be a robber, always look at me, do we want to rob him!" Long Xianxue's voice transmission, the surface is still constantly releasing the standard smile that Ye Wushuang gave her.

Ye Wushuang, who had been watching the formation seriously, was taken aback and rubbed Longxianxue's hair.

"He hasn't reached the three elements of robbers yet, have you forgotten what I told you before?".

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