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Follow Xu Qianqiu out of the door.

A cold domineering energy also spread out.

In the blink of an eye, it covers the entire Wanjie Building.

Jue Ming and Hu Xuefeng both felt a little numb. They were both emperors, but at this moment, they actually felt a little afraid in front of Xu Qianqiu.

"What a strong breath..."

"I have improved a lot in the past few years, little monk, but why do I still feel such fear in front of him?"

Jueming's eyes changed.

Not only Jueming, but also Hu Xuefeng.

Xu Qianqiu's aura also alerted other monks in the Wanjie Tower.

Many people walked out of the room one by one.

They looked at Xu Qianqiu, their eyes couldn't help but twinkle.

"With such an aura, this person is not simple."

"Who is this person? Why haven't I seen him before in the battle to become emperor? Could it be that he is the emperor who has risen in recent years?"

"That's Jueming, Hu Xuefeng."

"Did they have a conflict with this man?"

Everyone was talking about it.

Among these people who were alarmed, there were many people on the list of emperors. They looked at Xu Qianqiu with curiosity in their eyes.

"Owner."

Daji and her daughters saw Xu Qianqiu coming out of seclusion and greeted him.

Hu Xuefeng calmed down and looked at Xu Qianqiu coldly, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you pretend to be the master of a mythical beast?"

"Then do you know the consequences of the Fox clan annoying me?"

Xu Qianqiu said calmly.

The aura on his body climbed up, crushing out like a sacred mountain.

Under the pressure of this breath.

Hu Xuefeng couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"You are so presumptuous!"

Hu Xuefeng's demonic aura erupted and he forcibly resisted Xu Qianqiu's pressure.

Then, he stepped forward and was about to attack.

Buzz!

But this time.

There was a slight tremor in the void.

A circle of golden ripples spread out, and Hu Xuefeng's demonic aura collapsed on the spot under the impact of this force, and the whole person could not help but be shaken back.

Everyone looked towards the source of the golden ripples.

I saw a man in a golden robe slowly walking out.

The man is richly dressed and wears a jade crown.

There is a jade belt wrapped around the waist, with bright gems inlaid on it.

Every move he makes carries an aura of wealth and nobility.

"This is the Wanjie Tower. No one is allowed to cause trouble here. Hu Xuefeng, please stop." The man smiled lightly.

"Who are you?"

Hu Xuefeng looked at the visitor in surprise.

"The owner of Wanjie Tower, Lou Yu."

The Ten Thousand Realms Chamber of Commerce and the Tianji Pavilion are the two most mysterious forces on the Ten Thousand Realms battlefield, and the Ten Thousand Realms Pavilion is an industry under the name of the Ten Thousand Realms Chamber of Commerce.

Lou Yu's identity surprised everyone.

I didn’t expect that the owner of Wanjie Tower was such a young monk.

"Hmph, I will give Wanjie Tower a face today."

Hu Xuefeng snorted and restrained his breath.

"You should thank Wanjie Tower, otherwise, you would be a dead fox now." Xu Qianqiu's voice sounded slowly.

"you……"

Hu Xuefeng's face darkened and he took a deep breath, "I hope that during the battle to become emperor, your strength will be the same as your tone."

"The young monk also looks forward to fighting against you again."

Jueming clasped his hands together and said lightly.

The two then left.

When everyone saw that there was no fight, everyone dispersed.

Lou Yu came to Xu Qianqiu and said with a faint smile: "I heard that a distinguished guest holding a pass came to the Wanjie Tower, so the owner of this building came to welcome him at a distance."

"The host is very polite."

"I wonder if your distinguished guest can have a drink or two?"

"That would be disrespectful."

Xu Qianqiu smiled faintly.

After three drinks.

Lou Yu mentioned the battle for the title of emperor, "Jueming, Hu Xuefeng is just one of the twenty monks on the list of the emperor. In front of Brother Xu, he should not be worth mentioning. Brother Xu should pay attention to the fact that the list of the emperor is top ten."

"The monks who are on the list of emperors are all capable monks. How does Brother Lou know that in the eyes of the emperor, except for the top ten on the list of emperors, the rest are not worth mentioning?" Xu Qianqiu smiled playfully.

"Ha, intuition." Lou Yu said with a faint smile.

"I wonder who are the top ten people on the list of emperors?"

Xu Qianqiu asked again.

"The number one and two in the last emperor list have been promoted to supreme and will not participate in this battle. The most noteworthy thing is that the third person in the emperor list, the holy son of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, Ao Ling Cang! This person's strength, Can kill the Supreme..."

"In addition, there are Qin Wushuang, the seventh prince of Panwu Dynasty, who is fourth on the list of emperors, and Xue Buran, the saint of Tianchi Holy Land who is fifth..."

Lou Yu talked about the top ten monks on the imperial list.

Finally, he added, "In addition to the top ten on the emperor-proclaimed list, there are several dark horses worth noting in this emperor-proclaimed battle, such as the Holy Son of the Taiyin Holy Land Yin Twelve, the Black Moon Holy Son, and the Flower Clan's Peony Fairy..."

Xu Qianqiu listened, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that this battle to become emperor will be very interesting.

…………

Another two days passed.

Just today.

In the Tianji Pavilion, a bright divine light soared into the sky and poured into the sky, and a huge vortex emerged among the rolling clouds.

This vortex.

Connected to a world.

And there is the battlefield of the battle to become emperor.

"The battle to become emperor begins!"

"The rules for this battle to become emperor are the same as before. When you enter the battle world for emperorship, you can play as you wish..."

The arrangement of the emperor list is very simple and crude.

Throw all the emperors into a world, and there are all kinds of treasures in that world. The emperors will naturally fight for the treasures. In the process, Tianji Pavilion will evaluate everyone's combat power.

Then arrange a new list of kings.

As the battle to become emperor begins.

One after another, figures rose into the sky and rushed towards the whirlpool in the sky.

boom!

Rolling demonic energy swept out.

Wherever he went, there was snow falling all over the sky.

Hu Xuefeng stormed into the Emperor-proclaimed War Realm with great momentum.

A burst of Buddha's light appeared.

The Buddha was awakened, sitting on a lotus throne, and also entered.

Those who claim the title of emperor one by one are like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, showing off their own methods.

Before the war begins, we must seize the initiative.

"Haha, I hope someone can make me happy in this battle to become emperor!" With a long roar, thousands of sword energy soared into the sky.

The sword energy circulated and paved a road to the sky.

A figure rushed out.

It was Ao Lingcang who was third on the list of emperors.

His aura was very powerful, his sword intent permeated the air, and his terrifying sword pressure made many people feel as if their bodies were about to be torn apart.

"Ao Lingcang, you won't be disappointed."

An indifferent voice sounded.

A golden carriage passed by, and in the carriage, a man in rich robes and splendid clothes stepped out, his gestures and gestures were impressive.

It is different from Lou Yu's wealth.

This man's nobility is an innate pride.

It is a kind of nobility that is born with superiority.

"The fourth on the list of emperors, the seventh prince of the Panwu Dynasty, Qin Wushuang."

Someone recognized the person and exclaimed.

The Panwu Divine Dynasty has a very strong foundation. It is much stronger than ordinary holy-level forces. It is one of the strongest forces on the battlefield of all realms.

"Haha, Ao Lingcang, I have wanted to fight you for a long time!"

A loud laugh broke out.

A burst of black air covered the sky and covered the sun, rolling in.

And among them, a man with a gloomy aura and extremely handsome appearance walked slowly, but it was Yin Twelve, the Son of Taiyin.