The Strongest Mythical Emperor

Looking around, there are at least a million people gathered around the rooftop, because the five-mile radius is very open, there are not many buildings, and they are all human figures.

Qin Jun, who was enjoying the worship of millions of people, could not help but narrow his eyes and smile, but he did not speak.

According to the etiquette and law, Qin Jun is not allowed to stand up even if his subjects are kneeling.

The ministers and generals looked at each other in confusion, sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere. They quickly knelt down, and the die-hard old man Yi took the lead, so that Jiuling Yuan Sheng and other Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm powerhouses could only kneel down.

Everyone in the audience knelt down to worship Mr. Qin, but he remained silent and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

"The Great Qin Heavenly Court has been established, and I will be the king of all ages!"

Qin Jun slowly raised his hands and faced the sun, enjoying this domineering mood.

About a minute passed before Qin Jun said, "Let's all get back together!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that Qin Jun would let them kneel down.

But invisibly, such a long kneeling made them feel more in awe of Qin Jun.

Even Jin Wuhui and Qi Xie didn't dare to look into Qin Jun's eyes again, especially Jin Wuhui, who sighed in his heart: "I'm afraid that my swordsmanship in my heart will be broken..."

At this time, Li Jing and Nezha flew over, pressing down on the Holy Emperor who was wearing dirty prison clothes.

Looking at the Holy Emperor like this, everyone took a breath, but no one dared to comment.

The former Holy Emperor was an invincible existence in their hearts, like a god, but now he has fallen into such a state. How can people not sigh?

Now all the statues of the Holy Emperor in the Southern Heavenly World have been destroyed and replaced by the stone statue of Qin Jun.

"let's start!"

Qin Jun didn't talk nonsense. He would feel uneasy if he didn't enter the sky-viewing meeting for a moment.

He didn't want to fall back to the realm of transformation, that would be too embarrassing.

Li Jing nodded, and then pushed the Holy Emperor out.

The Holy Emperor, who was still in a trance, noticed the strange looks from all directions. He blinked and almost wanted to die from shame and anger.

But when he thought of the horrific torture inside the Linglong Pagoda, he could only grit his teeth and raise his hands.

Each floor of the Linglong Pagoda has different restrictions, making life worse than death. Nezha was tortured back then and his shadow was cast.

The little overlord who once lived in the world is gone forever, and the unruly figure of the Monkey King, who has been suppressed by Wuzhishan for five hundred years, is also gone forever.

Everyone is afraid of torture, but they fear torture in different ways.

Rumble——

The Holy Emperor's hands burst out with golden mana, like two torrents blasting towards the sky above the observation platform, creating a golden vortex out of thin air, floating above everyone's heads like a small sun.

Then a stalwart figure stepped out. It was a black figure, like a body of light. His specific face could not be seen clearly. Only his outline and armor lines could be seen. He was five feet tall and held a big sword in his right hand. , looking down at everyone indifferently.

"The Sky Observation Conference is about to begin. Participants come here to mark their luck!"

Black Shadow said coldly, without any fluctuation in his tone.

Qin Jun was not surprised. He had already learned the identity of this black shadow in advance. He was probably a temple deacon or a protector-like existence, named the Black Law Envoy. This was just a clone of him, without independent thinking. Member registration status.

Under the signal from Qin Jun's eyes, Zhao Yun and An Lang flew up first.

Zhao Yun was still wearing silver armor, with the snow-like phoenix tail on his helmet fluttering in the wind, and An Lang was wearing crimson brocade clothes. The two of them flew side by side, which easily attracted attention.

The two people quickly came to the black magic envoy. The black magic envoy raised his right hand and clicked twice in the air. Two black lights disappeared between the eyebrows of Zhao Yun and Anlang. In an instant, two smoke-like smoke appeared above their heads.

Jiuling Yuansheng quickly reached out and pulled, and two breaths flew quickly towards the high platform where Qin Jun was. Tu Xingsun quickly patted the ground, and a hundred-foot-high earth wall suddenly rose up from the soil next to the high platform, and lined up at the bottom. Nearly a hundred names were printed, and two streaks of smoke quickly fell on the names of Zhao Yun and An Lang.

This smoke and dust is the manifestation of the luck of Zhao Yun and Anlang. Zhao Yun's luck is silver and is currently only as long as an arm, while Anlang's luck is black and half a meter high.

When the Heaven-Observing Conference is in progress, both common people and monks can know their battle status through the luck pillars of the participants. If their luck dissipates, they will die. If they want to withdraw, they must wait until the end of the Heaven-Observing Conference.

At least 70% of the attendees of every Sky Viewing Conference die.

Emperor Qin is personally leading the team at this Sky Viewing Conference, so I don’t know if it will get better.

With Zhao Yun and An Lang leading the team, the rest of the participants flew towards the black law envoy.

The monks and common people who were watching were curious about which genius had higher luck. Generally speaking, the higher the luck, the stronger the person and the less likely he is to die young.

Although luck is mysterious, to put it simply, it means luck.

The higher your luck, the luckier you are and the greater your chances.

After all the participating geniuses had made their luck mark, Qin Jun slowly flew up. As of now, Jin Wuhui's luck pillar is one meter high, making An Lang, Yang Qi, and Xu Tianyou teeth itch.

Everyone was staring at Qin Jun closely, and they were also curious about Qin Jun's luck.

Soon, the black magic envoy imprinted the destiny mark on Qin Jun.

A golden light flew out from Qin Jun's head, and under the control of Jiuling Yuan Sheng, it quickly flew to the hundred-foot earth wall and landed on Emperor Qin's name, making everyone's eyes widen.

The golden light seemed to be ignited and quickly ignited.

one meter!

Five meters!

Ten meters!

Twenty meters!

Nearly six feet high, compared with the other dozens of luck pillars, it can be said to stand out from the crowd, so dazzling.

Jin Wuhui's mouth twitched, and his face was trampled by Qin Jun again.

"Tsk tsk, you are worthy of being Your Majesty." Anlang sighed. Now he no longer has the intention to fight with Qin Jun, but only admires him.

Zhao Yun nodded and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is the son of Heaven, so it should be so."

The monks and the people were also talking about it, like a frying pan.

"As expected of Your Majesty, you are so lucky!"

"No wonder he can summon such powerful people!"

"It seems that the rumors about His Majesty being the Son of Destiny may be true!"

"This is a good thing. The higher your majesty's luck, the more it will affect our Great Qin Heavenly Court."

The corners of Qin Jun's mouth rose slightly, feeling quite satisfied.

The Holy Emperor, who was regained control by Li Jing and Nezha, had a bitter look on his face. No one stood up for him, they were all talking about the good of Qin Jun. He, the Holy Emperor, really failed.

"The brand of luck has been sealed, and the world of observing the sky is about to open. Please prepare, participants!"

The Black Law Envoy spoke again, making all participants even more nervous.

No one can participate in the Sky Observation Conference twice, at least not in the Southern Region. This is the first time for everyone. They have heard all kinds of legends about the Sky Observation Conference, so nervousness is inevitable.

But what’s more exciting is that all the participants who survived the Sky Observation Conference have gained benefits that ordinary people can’t imagine!

Fourth update! Hahaha, I set the computer time forward two minutes, so I don’t overturn when I feel the urgency.