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The Shinto Alliance, the most powerful force in Kunlun today, has gathered all the outstanding leaders from the Three Holy Lands of the human race, the corpse race, the ghost race, and the god race.
The Three Holy Sons, Xing Jue of the Corpse Clan, Xie Zixuan of the Ghost Clan, and the direct disciples of the great kings and Emperor Wu, are many outstanding figures, shining with brilliance, and each of them can play his own role in the golden age.
But the brilliance of these people was overshadowed by one person in the Shinto League. There is no doubt that that person is Di Wuque.
In the golden age, he was the first person to become an emperor. Among the nine-color imperial road, nine thousand steps, and thousands of visions, he was the strongest.
The appearance of the Shinto Alliance at this moment was both unexpected and reasonable.
Logically speaking, if the Demonic Sword doesn¡¯t show up, the Shinto Alliance will never show up. But the sudden appearance of the Ice Sculpture Throne forced the Shinto Alliance to appear in advance. If it didn't appear, the throne would be taken over by people from the demon world.
The gifts of grace fell like raindrops, glowing with divine light and dazzling.
The battleships of the Shinto Alliance were flying towards Burial Dragon Hill one by one in the sky. Every battleship is covered with divine light, and loud and holy voices are constantly being sung from all directions, giving people a sacred and solemn feeling.
Gathering the elites of the gods, ghosts, corpses, and humans, the battleships dispatched by the Shinto Alliance are unparalleled in their momentum.
Many forces in the Demon Palace avoided its edge and gave up on continuing to entangle the original leader of the Kunlun world. Gathered behind the royal highnesses, monstrous demonic flames undulated, blocking the invasion of divine light.
On an inconspicuous hillside in the distance, two figures suddenly fell down. If Xiao Chen were here, they would be no strangers to them.
There was a man and a woman. The woman was Yao Manlan, His Highness the Succubus Palace, and the man was Chu Chaoyun, a descendant of the Tianwu Dynasty. The two looked at the appearance of the Shinto Alliance, thoughtfully.
"Chu Chaoyun, what is the origin of this ice sculpture? It actually forced the Shinto Alliance out in advance." Yao Manlan said with a frown.
Chu Chaoyun was thoughtful, as if he wanted to see through the ice sculpture, but there was no life in the ice sculpture. Except for the pervasive sword power, all kinds of perceptions are impenetrable.
After a while, Chu Chaoyun said in a deep voice: "Nine times out of ten, it is really the golden emperor body of the peak period of martial arts. The peak era of martial arts is a great era even more magnificent than our current golden age. The kings and emperors of that era , completely comparable to the current Supreme One, a complete imperial body is of high value."
"If I remember correctly, there was an auction before. Just a hand bone of the ancient emperor sold tens of millions of essence stones. Think about how valuable a complete golden emperor's body must be. .¡±
Yao Manlan was a little surprised when he heard this: "Is it really of such great value?"
"Haha, there is some value, and all kinds of resources cannot be constant. If the emperor's body is intact and still retains some Tao charm, and some Tao can be understood from it, that would be great."
Chu Chaoyun paused, and then said: "Let's not talk about the emperor's body, let's talk about the throne. In ancient times, etiquette was the most respected thing, and everything was done with courtesy first and then attack. Ordinary emperors cannot travel on the throne at all. This person can sit on it. Being on the throne is definitely not an easy position."
"Probably¡¡"
Yao Manlan asked curiously: "What is most likely?"
"It's very possible that he is a dynasty overlord, or an ancient king!" Chu Chaoyun thought of something, and his voice suddenly became dim. Back then, the first Emperor Tianwu used a Nine Dragon Throne when traveling.
Yao Manlan didn't notice the sadness in Chu Chaoyun's words, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Then this ice sculpture"
"Don't think about it. Even if you get it, you can't dissolve the ice. If you dissolve the ice, you won't be qualified to sit on the throne. It would be good to dedicate it to Leng Yue."
Chu Chaoyun smiled slightly, completely puzzled by the amorous feelings.
Yao Manlan felt a little depressed. The person in front of her completely ignored her charm. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid if they heard that she had this intention, they would immediately volunteer and promise to help her get the ice sculpture.
"Then our plan."
"The plan remains unchanged and we will wait and see what happens. I promised Leng Yue to get this magic sword for her, and I will naturally help him get it." Chu Chaoyunfeng said calmly, as if everything was under his control.
Yao Manlan was a little angry. The other party was always so confident, as if nothing could trouble him.
"What if I can't get it?"
"Haha, there is no such thing as a sure thing in this world. No matter how good the agency is, there are always unexpected surprises. Just try your best. If you think of it, Leng Yue won't blame me." Chu Chaoyun spread his hands and smiled, leaving Yao Manlan speechless for a while.
At the same time, An Junxi, Shui Lingling and othersNext, a group of companions from afar came.
They are Xiaobai from the Demon Realm, Kong Yuan, a descendant of the Peacock King, and Yuan Xu, a disciple of the Linghu King. The three of them were tired from traveling all the way.
"Sister Shui, something happened within the demon clan, we are late." Xiaobai said apologetically.
Shui Lingling smiled and said: "It's okay, I thought you guys wouldn't be able to catch up, but you're here just in time. The Shinto Alliance and the Demon Palace are competing, which just gives us a chance to take advantage of the chaos to take away the Evil Shadow Sword and the ice sculpture."
"Ice sculpture, what ice sculpture?" Xiaobai and others asked in confusion.
After listening to the explanation, Xiaobai looked at the ice sculpture that was being fought over by everyone, and whispered: "Why does it feel like this ice sculpture is a bit familiar?"
"No way, I got this in the death dunes of the wilderness battlefield." Situ Gang muttered, the ancients were familiar with it, that's really a ghost.
Xiaobai smiled and said: "That may be an illusion."
Because of the appearance of the Shinto Alliance, the fight for the Ice Sculpture Throne became more intense, and the attacks of several demon princes became more and more fierce. Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang and others are gradually losing ground and will be defeated at any time.
"Son of God, you can take action now. If you don't, the ice sculpture will be taken away."
In the sky, on a flagship surrounded by countless warships, several divine warriors were always watching the battle surrounding the ice sculpture.
On the battleship, on the vast deck, Di Wuque was sitting on a throne. On his left and right sides, twelve watchmen stood respectfully.
The current Emperor Wuque appears to be much more mature than when he first became Emperor. He has a strong aura, and there is already a hint of the divine emperor's temperament between his eyebrows.
He just sat there quietly, with the Three Holy Sons, Xing Jue and other prodigies of all races standing casually below him, and they all felt a slight pressure.
"Don't worry, don't let these leaders from all over the world suffer, otherwise they will never know their own strength, they will not join our Shinto League, and they will not be able to recognize who is the son of destiny!"
Di Wuque picked up a glass of wine and drank it slowly, with a relaxed expression. There is some inexplicable charm in the raised hands, and you can vaguely see the divine light shining down.
Nowadays, the statue of Emperor Wuque has been erected in the major temples, second only to the Qitian God Emperor. With a single thought, he can feel the power of countless faiths turning into an endless sea for him to use.
There is a huge difference between the warriors of the gods before they erect the statues and before they erect them. The strength will differ ten times, even a hundred times, a thousand times.
The Three Holy Sons below, Xing Jue, Xie Zixuan, and other top leaders from various races who joined the Shinto Alliance, all feel deeply about this.
After the Gods erected statues for them, they could clearly feel the increase in strength and combat effectiveness.
Although the statue of the god is good, you don¡¯t know that once it is cast, you can never get out of it. Why they felt pressured and even afraid in front of Di Wuque, a large part of the reason had to do with the casting of the idol.
"That's enough, Xia Houjue and Feng Yun Wuji, you can take action."
Di Wuque put down the wine glass, and immediately a graceful maid came over, took the wine glass and left.
Like a prophet who predicts the future, as soon as his words fell, Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang and other leaders from all over the world were shot away at the same time. The Highnesses of the Demon Clan's Flower Demon Palace, Star Demon Palace, Moon Demon Palace, and Beast Demon Palace each showed a hint of joy and held the corner of the ice sculpture before carrying it back.
Two divine lights fell, and Xia Houjue and Feng Yun Wuji, the two holy sons of Shenwu Sect and Baidi City, appeared at the same time and stopped the four demons.
For a moment, all parties were a little surprised. The Shinto Alliance only dispatched two saints. Did they want to stop four demon princes? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com