Projection of the Heavens

"Holy Bull King, you have touched the covenant of all races and suppressed your will for ten thousand years. Even if the demon emperor is crowned, there will be no objection!"

The indifferent voice of King Shengwu echoed, like a big hand, smoothing out the ripples in the endless void.

In the end, the Holy Bull King is just a ray of will. If he can't suppress it, what kind of competition does he dare to preside over?

woohoo~~~

The void fluctuated slightly, and the Holy Martial Hall slowly disappeared into the void.

"Is this gone?"

Gu Shaoshang raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say that the leader of Dabi can see the Emperor?"

He was slightly startled.

As soon as they stepped out, everyone left?

Wang Yuanyuan was also a little surprised, and thought for a moment: "This time, the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Clans should be hosted by King Shengwu, and the Emperor may not be here..."

His eyes moved slightly, thoughtfully.

"never mind"

Gu Shaoshang shook his head and didn't care.

There is no great benefit in seeing or not seeing the emperor, and besides, he is unwilling to face these existences that far exceed his current existence.

"You two, come to see me in Hou's mansion!"

At this moment, an indifferent and cold voice rang in the ears of the two of them.

"Marquis Jinghai?"

Gu Shaoshang and Wang Yuanyuan looked at each other and understood slightly.

Gu Shaoshang stepped down from the ox, and explained a few words to Gao Jinyang, who was walking, and walked out of the martial arts field with Wang Yuanyuan, and walked towards Jinghaihou's mansion.

Gao Jinyang shook his head, led the scalper, and quietly left Jinghai City.

Walking out of this martial arts field, which is like a forging of divine gold, there are pavilions and pavilions one after another. There are many mountains, and one after another, strangely-shaped mountains rise up, as straight as the sky, but it is the high mountains that Jinghai Hou brought over to decorate the backyard.

After walking through the rockery, the two came to the backyard of Jinghaihou Mansion.

The first thing that catches the eye is the vast ocean of vegetation and trees. The little elves that are transformed into elixir are constantly jumping in the forest sea. At a glance, there are no less than hundreds of thousands, like a country of elves.

And in the void, droplets of pure vitality liquid dripped from time to time, moisturizing the forest, and strands of the most refined and pure yang and harmony flowed, providing sufficient light.

The soil is divine soil, and the sea of ​​plants, trees and flowers are all elixir. The wealth of the Duke of Jinghai can be seen.

"Yeah! The big devil of the human race is here!"

"Run! Run! Don't get caught!"

As Gu Shaoshang and the two walked around, groups of grass and trees exclaimed in surprise, moving their short legs and running in the sea of ​​spirit grass.

of course there are exceptions.

A small fat pier with pink and jade carvings, riding an equally small jade-colored elephant, rushed over and showed off his might: "What are you afraid of, what are you afraid of! These human races like to drink our urine the most, and they are only a soak of urine left and right. Thing! Run what!"

The little chubby pier was riding a small jade elephant, which stood out among the plant elves. It was seven inches high and low. Among the smaller plant elves, it looked like a giant.

Gu Shaoshang smiled and said, "The elf of the Wonderful Wandering Tree that only grew up in 600,000 years, your urine is something many people like to drink."

The Wanmiao Posha tree is a famous spiritual item on the vast continent's list of wonder pills and elixir. It took 600,000 years to transform. Every drop of its juice is a supreme elixir for human race warriors.

Not only ordinary warriors, but even god-level powerhouses are useful.

And if it can nourish five or six million years with the vitality liquid, it can go a step further and become the King of the Wonderful Posha Tree, and it will be of great use to the innate sacredness.

This million-mile sea of ​​spiritual grass and flowers, and the countless spiritual mountains beyond it, were all moved by the Marquis of Jinghai for it.

Little Fatty stood up, shaking little Tintin, and was about to pee when he heard Gu Shaoshang's words, and said in surprise, "Hey, do you recognize me?"

"Ha ha."

Gu Shaoshang smiled, looked at Wang Yuanyuan, stepped over the chubby pier, and walked into the forest, ignoring the little chubby pier's voice.

If the spirit of the Wonderful Posha Tree can evolve into the King of the Wonderful Posha Tree, the biggest role is to assist the gods and demons in the ninth layer, breaking through the innate sacred level, and it will be much stronger than the Wood King Pill of the Wood Royal Family.

This tree spirit is the bane of Jinghaihou, so naturally the two of them won't have too much contact.

The pace of the two of them is so fast, although they are very restrained because they are in the Jinghaihou Mansion, but there is still a hundred miles to step out, but it took more than an hour to reach the middle of the forest.

In the middle of the forest, there is a small lake with a radius of about 100,000 miles.

This top-notch vitality liquid, a drop is enough for ordinary warriors to build the first stage of their own foundation, and cultivate all the resources needed for Qi Zong's perfection, but here, it is like a mountain and sea.

Among them, the spirit fish with tyrannical breath swims endlessly, and sometimes you can see big fish with breath comparable to the sky, or even the fantasy world.

These fish have no intelligence, let alone practice. They are all ingredients raised by Jinghaihou. They have strong blood, but are extremely fragile.

"come on!"

Jinghaihou's indifferent voice sounded.

In the lake where the vitality and liquid gathered, droplets of vitality liquid floated up, and instantly turned into a crystal jade bridge that was ten feet wide and 50,000 miles long, leading directly to the center of the lake.

“Nice place!”

Wang Yuanyuan sighed slightly and walked to the Jade Bridge side by side with Gu Shaoshang.

A tail of big golden red fish tossed up from time to time, swallowing vitality.

They do not know how to practice, and they have no spiritual wisdom. Otherwise, even if there is no practice method, over time, it is possible to give birth to the spiritual fish of the gods and demons.

After a while, the two approached the center of the lake.

In the center of the lake, there is only a small pavilion ten feet square. The Marquis Jinghai, dressed in a light blue long gown, sits in front of the stone table in the lake center pavilion.

Jinghai Hou's expression is as indifferent as ice, his eyes are as deep as a sea of ​​stars, and he sits quietly.

"I have seen Hou Ye!"

Gu Shaoshang slightly cupped their hands and gave a salute.

Jinghai Hou nodded slightly and said, "Sit down."

"Thank you, Lord!"

The two did not refuse and sat down calmly.

Gu Shaoshang felt a slight sense, and felt that Jinghaihou's body was as majestic as the void of the universe. With his current cultivation base, he could not touch his strength.

huh~

Jinghaihou waved his hand, a layer of blue light flashed on the stone table, and dishes of wine and vegetables appeared.

Wine is spirit wine, and food is spirit material.

"King Shengwu suppressed the will of the Holy Bull King. This matter can be big or small. Especially in the absence of the three emperors, it is even more troublesome."

Jinghaihou and Gu Shaoshang drank a cup and said.

His face was still indifferent, but his attitude towards Gu Shaoshang was very peaceful.

Gu Shaoshang and both of them are the arrogance of the human race. The possibility of becoming a king may not be large, but Chenghou is almost a sure thing.

Therefore, he will not put on airs.

"Where are the three Your Majesty?"

Wang Yuanyuan held the wine glass and asked.

The three emperors and the high priest are now the Dinghai Shenzhen of the human race. The four of them joined forces to drive the clan-suppressing weapon left by Xi. Even if the demon emperor was in front of him, he would still have the power to fight. Deep, it may not be able to resist the demon emperor.

"There are some secrets in it, you don't have to know."

Jinghaihou didn't answer, and said, "The Great Competition of Ten Thousand Clans was originally just a place to resolve disputes. Later, it gradually evolved into a game involving countless big people. The outcome involves many big people."

"So, in the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Clans, no matter who is emerging, their respective tribes will also give rewards."

Gu Shaoshang and Wang Yuanyuan listened quietly.

"King Shengwu is gone, but your rewards will not be less."

Jinghai Hou said, a smile appeared on his cold face.

Maybe it's been a long time since he smiled, but his smile didn't seem peaceful, instead it looked like a sneer.

"What kind of reward?"

Gu Shaoshang raised his eyebrows and asked.

He is sitting on the mirrors of the heavens, and any treasure in the heavens and the world can be obtained as long as there is source power.

There may be many treasures on the vast continent, but there are not many that can make him coveted.

The same is true for Wang Yuanyuan. He himself is a powerful person who came across the border. Even if his memory is incomplete, his vision is higher than that of Gu Shaoshang.

On the vast continent, the only person he pretended to be was a prince.

And the status of a prince is not something that can be bestowed by a mere comparison of all ethnic groups.

“Two options.....”

Jinghai Hou raised his finger~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said: "First, go to the ancestral temple of the human race, find the priests, and get the first chapter of a great emperor's book."

Seeing that the two of them didn't move, he continued: "Second, go to the capital of Shengwu, take a big city as a territory, and attack the lord!"

Small city, big city, Houguo, Kingdom, Shenhuang Dynasty.

This is the composition of the Shenhuang Dynasty.

The lord of a small city, the lord of a big city, the lord, and the lord are the way of promotion for the human race.

If you want to compete for the status of a prince, you must first be a city lord.

Otherwise, an outsider, would you dare to grab the princely position?

When the 120,000 princes of the Shenhuang Dynasty were dead?

"Of course, the second one!"

The two spoke without hesitation.

For the two of them, if it is the entire book of the Great Emperor, they may have to consider it. The initial chapter, the two of them don't care at all.

What's more, the status of a prince is of great significance to the two of them.

"very good!"

Marquis Jinghai smiled and said with great satisfaction: "Martial cultivation does not depend on ancestors, not on the emperor! The sacred road, you must go by yourself! The 120,000 princes of the gods, there should be a place for the two of you!"

Obviously, he is extremely satisfied with the choice of the two, and his attitude is even more close.

The way of practice, the ancestors are not enough, the way of the predecessors is only the foundation, if you want to hit the innate holiness, you have to step out of your own way, otherwise, you will follow the path of the predecessors and achieve the innate holiness. The chance is extremely slim .

Unless you are the son of destiny, sitting in the big wind, pushing you up with the power of the world.

"Thank you, Hou Ye, for your good words!"

Gu Shaoshang and Wang Yuanyuan smiled at the same time, raised their glasses and drank.

After the staggering of Gongchou, Gu Shaoshang and the two bid farewell to Jinghaihou, stepped out of the forest sea, and came to the martial arts field.

After finding Miao Xiaoxiao, the three left Jinghai City.