Supreme Conquering System

Golden Crow Temple.

On the vast and majestic floating island, nine thrones stand tall.

Above it sits a statue shrouded in divine glory, majestic and majestic, like an ancient god.

"Om!"

In front of them, an ancient mirror suspended quietly.

Scenes flicked across the mirror, from square inches to heaven and earth, all in one mirror.

The mirror is dust-free, and the reflection is great!

In the mirror, the red-robed youth was pacing, seemingly unaware of his every move, and everything fell into his eyes.

"That guy Richen has some means to train his heirs to this point, and this little guy can enter the sixth state only half a step away.

No wonder that guy Richen is willing to spend a great price to seal him up until this time! "

Daojun Yuan Yi, dressed in Taoist robe, smiled, commenting on Prince Richen in the mirror.

"It's OK."

King Crow Dao nodded.

The evaluation of these two words may seem common, but it is already extremely appreciated.

In the eyes of them, the giants who have detached from the long river of years, the so-called Tianjiao is just a few ants.

Tianjiao, who has never grown up, is not an ant. What is it?

What is the giant of the heavens?

Looking at the world, he is also the overlord of one party, the supreme giant!

Divine power covers the world, and life is beyond years. This is the giant of the heavens.

If the heavens are immortal, I am immortal, and if the world is immortal, I am immortal!

In their long years, they have seen too many Tianjiao, many Tianjiao who are not weaker than Richen Prince, and even those who are stronger than Richen Prince.

Countless years have passed, these arrogances have all turned into bones.

And they sit high, still the giants of the heavens above, overlooking the red dust and sweeping the eastern frontier.

Unless Prince Richen can set foot on the sixth realm, reach the peak of the sixth realm, and touch the seventh realm, they can still have a high look.

Today's Prince Richen is too immature!

"Huh!"

The scene in the mirror keeps changing over time.

Prince Richen wandered through Lishui City, and encountered three emperors such as Han Xin. All three of them showed their cards, but they were easily defeated by Prince Richen.

No matter how unwilling Han Xin and others were, they couldn't resist Prince Richen.

"With the cultivation of the second and third realms in an attempt to resist the fifth realm, should the deity say that people in the imperial dynasty are ignorant, or should they say that they are ignorant of fear?

Daojun Biluo sneered, with a touch of contempt in his indifferent eyes.

Knowing that you are invincible, you must also be the enemy. It is not bravery, but the most ignorant way!

If everything can be triumphant, what is it that we have spent thousands of years, or even millions of years of hard cultivation?

A joke?

If it is a low level, there is still the possibility of stimulating potential and fighting across the border.

After reaching a high level, it is almost impossible.

What's more, after setting foot in the emperor realm?

"You can't say that. Although these people have done wrong, their spirits and behaviors are quite appreciated by the deity."

The Heavenly Emperor on the side praised the behavior of Han Xin and others.

"Rugged man!"

Daojun Biluo snorted coldly.

"Old nose, you..."

Emperor Tianxiang's eyes sank, and his heart was full of flames.

The two auras collided, tearing layers of void instantly, shattering the mezzanine space in countless Golden Crow Palace.

However, the aura of the two was only touched and separated, and immediately returned to peace.

"These two old guys."

Jinwu Daojun frowned lightly and felt a headache.

What happened to these two old guys today, why are they so angry, when did they have such a big hatred?

In the past, these two guys didn't have such a big hatred.

Not only the Golden Crow Daoist, but the other giants also have doubts.