Valkyrie Sovereign

The little prince Qin Ping finally came to the location of the talent exchange contest with the people he recruited. ΩΔ. *.

A huge white jade square. The ground of this square is paved with pieces of white jade. Under the reflection of sunlight, the white jade square reflects a soft and gorgeous halo, like heaven.

Every piece of white jade on the ground of this square might be enough for a year's living expenses if it was given to some ordinary farmers. However, the royal family actually used it to pave the ground, which is truly a luxurious thing!

On the four sides of Baiyu Square, there are neatly lined up teams of fighters holding Fangtian painting halberds, all of which are on the seventh or eighth floor of the Condensed Qi Realm. The leader of each team is based on the realm cultivation and has a pure aura. .

In the square, all the young warriors who participated in this talent exchange contest were scattered around the square according to their respective camps, and there was a lot of discussion.

Lin Fei glanced briefly, and saw that the other nine young martial artists in the Prince's Mansion had all arrived long ago. His own batch was indeed the latest to arrive.

As soon as the ten princes met, they immediately gathered together. Lin Fei’s divine consciousness was very clear. What the ten princes said was nothing more than a mockery of each other. You don’t accept me, and I don’t accept you. The intrigue relationship is fully revealed.

After a while.

An **** with all white beards walked out of the palace, walking lightly, and said in a shrill voice.

"Princes, all the young talents participating in this talent exchange contest, please follow the old slaves into the temple!"

I don't see how he moves, but the voice is evenly transmitted to every name in the big square. Anyone can hear it clearly. Obviously, the cultivation base of vitality is not weak.

Immediately, all people were brought into the palace by the white **** in a proper manner.

In the palace!

The huge palace, on the golden throne, was empty.

Next, divide the 1o block area.

Each area, from left to right, is where the ten prince’s mansions settled.

In this talent exchange contest, every young warrior who signed up was asked to choose a prince among the ten princes.

The imperial royal family also clearly explained to everyone that this talent exchange contest is not only a grand gathering of young talents across the country, but also a battle between ten princes.

After entering the area where the Little Prince's Mansion was and standing, Lin Fei couldn't help looking around.

Among the other prince’s men, there are some unique temperaments, and at a glance, you can know their young warriors with strong combat power.

Some people are eager to try and have an expression of excitement; others close their eyes as if thinking about difficult problems; some glance coldly and dismissively; some are glaring, angry at all the young warriors around them, It seems that there are ten grievances and nine feuds; some are only Weiwei, well-behaved.

In the phalanx of the Little Prince’s Mansion, Zhong Ping and Song Yijian stood proudly in the front of the team, because in their hearts, they both believed that they were the strongest existence in the Little Prince’s Mansion. .

Lin Fei quickly noticed that in the phalanx of the other princes, there were also a few young warriors with strong aura and strength standing in the front of the team. Some of them were strong enough to compete with Zhong Ping and Song Yijian, and even passed the two. Human existence.

In the phalanx of the Nine Princes nearby, a young man took the lead and was extremely eye-catching.

He is estimated to be close to 22 or 23 years old, tall and tall, wearing a red cloak, like a flame. Although he deliberately suppressed his aura, he still exudes a substantive demon spirit.

On his forehead, there is a sand scorpion tattoo, vivid, hideous, and evil!

Suddenly, the strange man felt that Lin Fei was looking at him, and turned his head slightly, his eyes coincided with Lin Fei who was observing him!

In an instant, Lin Fei only felt that the surrounding scenes changed drastically! He seemed to enter a vast desert suddenly! There is a scorching sun in the sky, and the terrible temperature of burning mountains and boiling sea is emitted. Every grain of sand is extremely hot, and giant scorpions, pythons, monsters, demons, and other creatures appear all around!

My feet began to sink! Sink down!

An indescribable horror mood, firmly holding Lin Fei!

It's just that this feeling is extremely short, only one tenth of a breath.

In an instant, Lin Fei relied on his powerful divine consciousness to swish, swish, swish, and blast out five divine consciousness flying needles in a row and hit the vast desert.

Boom...

The desert was instantly bombarded to ashes and vanished, and Lin Fei's consciousness immediately pulled back from this near-nightmare situation.

A cold smile wafted from the corner of the monster man's mouth. He looked at Lin Fei, and all his eyes were evil and bloodthirsty. Cruel, perverted, blasphemous, as if a beast wants to eat people.

However, after Lin Feixun got out of the nightmare, the man seemed to be a little surprised. He looked at Lin Fei deeply before turning his gaze away.

Lin Fei was secretly surprised, this guy seemed much better than Zhong Ping! Revealed!

Among the ranks of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, there was a young man in blue shirt standing first, who could be around twenty years old. This young man was extremely strong, cold, and aloof. He ruled the world. Around his body, a stream of vitality rolled and concentrated In the shape of a dragon, an old dragon roar came out. It seems that every true qi can transform the dragon, suppress the eternity, and sweep away the universe. With a slight movement of his body, suddenly the wind and thunder, the dragon and the tiger, and the black and white, all appeared!

At the Seventh Prince's Mansion, there was a man in yellow shirt in the front row. He was handsome, his face was like a crown jade, and his body exaggerated the fragrance of medicine. Even if he was separated by two teams, Lin Fei could still smell it clearly. The smell of medicine coming out of him.

At the Sixth Prince’s Mansion, an elegant young woman dressed in white, gentle and intellectual, holding a sycamore piano in her arms, and a dancing phoenix carved on it. Her breath doesn’t seem so sharp, every move, It gave people a sense of elegance, but the warriors around her occasionally looked at her and looked extremely jealous.

At the Fifth Prince's Mansion, a young man of about 16 or 17 years old, his complexion was like white jade, and his appearance was radiant. His hands were white and slender, very beautiful, as if there was a kind of magic circulating.

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In each prince's mansion, there are one or two very eye-catching young warriors, who are eye-catching because of their unique temperament.

Of course, Lin Fei knew that there must be quite a few ordinary and low-key masters who hadn't caught everyone's attention.

It seems that this time in the talent exchange competition, this Ziwei Empire is really full of talents, and the competition is very fierce!

Lin Fei looked at every martial artist in the Prince's Mansion, and he also had some scores in his heart.

At the Little Prince's Mansion, Zhong Ping and Song Yijian were the most eye-catching.

Zhong Ping's cold air was cold, and a wave of chill escaped from him. All martial artists who stood within two feet of him had to run their vitality to resist this harsh chill, and the ground on which he stood had long been Layers of hard ice formed.

Song Yijian, dressed in black, with a green steel sword on his back, his whole body was sharp and sharp, and his sword aura rushed into the sky. The whole person was like a peerless sword, who wanted to kill everything. At a young age, he had the grace of a master of kendo.

Although he was standing by Zhong Ping's side, as soon as Zhong Ping's chill approached him, he was crushed by the sharp sword aura, and he could not get close at all.

Lin Fei and Fatty Zhu just stood in the inconspicuous place of the team, very low-key, while Wu Feifei, standing not far from Lin Fei, looked at Lin Fei curiously from time to time, with a touch of contemplation in his eyes.

At this moment, the emperor hadn't arrived yet, and on the dragon chair, empty and empty, sitting on the left and right sides of the golden mirror throne, each seated a person who seemed to have no energy fluctuations and was light and windy.

The old man on the left, wearing a toga with sun, moon, mountains and rivers embroidered on his robe, has a kind face, holding a bowl of tea in his hand, and tasting it. There was a holy, unattainable luster on the surface of his skin.

The one on the right is a middle-aged man with full body armor.

These two people did not emit energy fluctuations, but they gave people a feeling of heartfelt surrender.

"Brother Fei, sitting on the left side of the dragon chair is the Prime Minister Lu we met on the road just now."

When Fatty Zhu saw Lin Fei looking at the two people beside the dragon chair, he quietly said to Lin Fei.

Prime Minister Lu!

Lin Fei suddenly, but it was, obviously only the prime minister was qualified to sit in that position.

The prime minister was not very pretentious, his expression seemed plain, but he gave people a feeling of heartfelt surrender and worship.

"Sure enough to be worthy of the appearance of a country!"

Lin Fei couldn't help being secretly praised, and this temperament alone was very rare.

"The one on the right is the General Protector of the country. These two people are the right arm of the Emperor Ziwei."

Fatty Zhu continued.

"Oh, a general, a prime minister."

Lin Fei nodded. "They are all giants, master the lifeblood of an empire."

at this time.

A shrill voice preached: "Your Majesty the Emperor is here!"

At this moment, a soft breath of spring breeze and rain instantly enveloped the entire palace, and the sacred light shone the entire palace impeccably.

Rolling, overwhelming, unparalleled pressure, turned out!

In the palace, a thousand layers of sunshine began to fall, and the flowers and rain were colorful.

In the sky above the palace area, a phantom of a 10,000-meter dragon, a mirage, and holy light loomed.

Two teams of court ladies, each with one hundred people, suddenly appeared on both sides of the palace and began to play graceful music.

For a while, the entire palace was shrouded in a peaceful atmosphere!

The emperor hadn't officially stepped into the palace, the mighty emperor's grace and holy light had already appeared. In the palace, golden light beams, aura, glow, and colorful rain were splashed down.

This atmosphere makes everyone in the hall surrender and worship in their hearts.

Suddenly, the emperor with a dragon robe added to his body and a crown on his head was surrounded by dozens of court ladies and eunuchs, and the stars stepped out.

The pace is calm and steady, and every step taken is a majesty, a majesty, a dignified state, and an imperial atmosphere!

This is the emperor of the Ziwei Empire today, named Qin Xuanhuang!

"Long live my emperor, long live long live!"

In the hall, chants immediately sounded, everyone bends down to make sense.

"You don't need to be polite! I don't take this kind of red tape seriously."

The emperor smiled slightly, and all the light on his face was flowing, compassionate.

But soon, the emperor's breath emanating from his whole body converged, except for the shining light in his eyes that was dazzling than the stars from time to time. It looked like an ordinary appearance, without any energy fluctuations in his whole body. Fireworks in the world.