The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"Prime Minister, the auspicious time has come and the enthronement ceremony can be held!"

An official from the Ministry of Rites came to Wen Tianming and said in a low voice. Hearing this, Jiang Feng immediately showed excitement and his fists clenched unconsciously.

Today’s Jiang Feng wears a bright yellow dragon robe, on which there are nine golden dragons sewn with gold threads, and a flat crown on his head. The nine-pointed sparseness makes it impossible to see his expression. This is what he wants to wear most in his life. Clothes, because this is the emperor's mian suit, with supreme prestige!

"Prime Minister, let's start!"

Jiang Feng's voice was filled with excitement that could not be concealed.

Wen Tianming groaned and nodded slightly, and glanced at the end of the people with an insignificant look. After not finding anything, he announced loudly: "The auspicious time is here, please the emperor to sacrifice to heaven!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, all the Yulin Guards moved, along the Simamen battlefield and the sides, holding soldiers and fighting in battle.

Even on the ground, there was a long red carpet, and the end pointed directly at the altar of worship.

"Today, the prince Jiang Fengwenda is noble, and he has the style of the emperor, but he can be the thirty-seven emperor of Daxuan, especially the heaven, and the peace of Li Shu..."

Wen Tianming held the imperial edict in his hand and read it aloud. Every time he said, Jiang Feng walked a few steps along the high platform, and the sadness on the faces of the generals in the military alliance became even worse.

Nowadays, the mammoth Da Xuan seems to be controlled by the Wen family. The emperor is not the emperor, and the officials are his officials. If this continues, can the Da Xuan Yan be immortal?

Under the altar, Emperor Xuan and Xiao Liu had very sad and angry expressions.

Especially the Emperor Xuan, he has run out of life, burnt out, and is even a little confused, but even so, his expression of hatred for Jiang Feng, the rebellious son, can hardly be concealed.

At the same time, there is a trace of confusion in my heart.

Although his mind is declining, Chen Fan and his plan and agreement did not dare to forget for a moment. He thought that Chen Fan would be able to reverse the decline of the Great Profound Realm in one fell swoop, but now it seems that it is too late.

"Oh... Ran'er." Emperor Xuan sighed, looked at Xiao Liu Jiang Ran on the side, opened his mouth, and said weakly after a long time: "You said in this world, no one can help you, my father and son. ?"

Jiang Ran bit his lip tightly, and a figure gradually emerged in his mind.

"If he is alive, he will definitely be able to!"

The corner of Emperor Xuandi’s mouth smiled miserably. He didn’t know who the "he" in his son's mouth was referring to, and he even knew that he was not dead at all, but even at this moment, Emperor Xuandi still maintained his attachment to the original plan to commit death. Reveal half a point.

In this way, as Wen Tianming finished reciting the imperial decree in his hand, Jiang Feng finally came to the top of the altar. At the same time, the sound of ritual music sounded all around the palace.

The sound of the chimes is clear and sweet, but the expressions of many people present suddenly reflect Hu Ming.

"Please sacrifice to heaven!"

Wen Tianming's voice rang again, and Jiang Feng stood on the altar, paying respectful respect to the sky.

At this point in the ceremony, Jiang Feng has basically successfully ascended the throne. As long as he picks up the jade seal in front of him, no one can fault it in legal terms.

At this moment, Jiang Feng was extremely excited, and even his hands were already trembling, so he slowly stretched out towards the fake Chuanguo Yuxi, and he seemed to see Long live the civil and military Baiguan Shanhu, and hundreds of millions of Li Shu fell down on him. Reluctant sight.

"I...no, I have waited for this day and waited for too long. Now, I can finally raise my chest and raise my head with a loud cry-I am the emperor!!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng became more excited, but at the same time, a voice that he could feel in his dreams appeared in his ears.

"I object!"