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"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"
The vast and vast core area of ??the Yanhuang ancient mausoleum is constantly echoing with these eight words, and the power of King Daohuang shakes the heaven and the earth.
On the altar where the eldest prince was, the bright holy light shone like the sun on the entire core area.
It made the altars where other princes were located eclipsed.
"Is this the royal way?"
In the blazing holy fire, the yellow paper on each altar opened his eyes at the same time, with a strong look of panic flashing in his eyes.
No one expected that the eldest prince Wang Fei would merge his royal path with the dragon vein of the dynasty so quickly.
It¡¯s simply unbelievable and unbelievable.
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It is absolutely impossible to successfully integrate so early and be ahead of all the princes.
In the palace, even the aloof Yanhuang was shocked. He held the authentic Yanhuang sword in his hand and trembled slightly: "It's impossible"
"What's impossible? Facts have proved that the eldest prince is indeed destined by fate and is the master of the resurgence of the Yanwu Dynasty."
Yanhuang looked back and saw that he was indeed the ancestor of the Taimiao Ancestral Hall. He suddenly understood something: "You what you have done has crossed the line. The ancestral precepts say that the dispute between princes must be fair. If you violate the ancestral precepts, it will be When our Yanwu Dynasty is destroyed."
Everyone knows that the Ancestral Hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple is in charge of the entrance and exit of the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan.
Most of the secrets of Lingzhong are clear, if they help them.
The eldest prince merged his royal way with the dragon vein of the dynasty at an incredible speed, which is completely explained.
But in this way, it is equivalent to deciding who is the prince.
Completely violated the ancestral precepts, regarded the ancestral law as nothing, and the foundation of the country was shaken.
"The catastrophe is coming, and the Yanwu Dynasty is at the center of the storm. If it doesn't change, it will destroy itself. Don't think I don't know that you secretly went to Lingjiu Mountain, and those bald donkeys didn't agree to help you!"
The expression of the ancestor of Taimiao remained unchanged, and he looked at the current Emperor Yan with cold eyes, his face looked extremely cold.
Yanhuang was startled in his heart, obviously he did not expect that the other party actually knew him well.
"Looking at your confused face, those bald donkeys from Lingyin Temple must have really not agreed to your promise. Huh, these bald donkeys have always been aloof, pretending to be outsiders, but they are walking around collecting incense. It is a mere act of worshiping the devil and Buddha."
The ancestor of Taimiao said calmly: "Do you want to pull out the sword? You can't pull it out, right You have become a thing of the past, and a new Yanhuang Sword will be born. Watch carefully, and accompany us to finish the last play, be honest The throne will actually be passed on."
Whoosh whoosh!
After the words fell, many masters from the Ancestral Temple and Ancestral Hall appeared in this high-altitude cloud palace.
Yanhuang looked ugly, looking at the clan elders coming out from behind his ancestors, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.
Suddenly, he understood why the abbot didn't agree to him.
Because this dynasty is no longer under his control, the influence of the clan elders has been deeply rooted in the blood of the dynasty.
In the main hall below, there are princes and bigwigs from all over the world.
Unknown to them, in the high-altitude Yunzhong Palace, a coup has quietly taken place. Emperor Yan of the current dynasty was removed from the throne by the clan elders of the Taimiao Ancestral Hall.
In the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan.
In the bright holy light, the eldest prince Wang Fei rose into the air and looked around coldly. The princes from all over the world trembled with a domineering aura that looked down upon the world.
"Damn, how is this possible!"
The eighth prince Wang Feng was shocked and angry. His Avenue of Wind was only half a step away from perfectly integrating with the dragon vein of the dynasty.
When he thought about it, no matter what, he should walk in front of Wang Fei.
The fusion of the Wind Way is much simpler than the fusion of the King Way!
"not good."
Daoxuan and Xuanguang Saint Wen Renyu, whose expressions changed at the same time, because Wang Fei, who was hanging high in the sky, cast his eyes on Wang Feng in the holy fire.
"Eighth Prince, leave the altar quickly, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
Wang Feng showed a look of reluctance: "Give me a moment more, and I can perfectly integrate the Avenue of Wind with the Dragon Vein of the Dynasty!"
"It's too late, it's enough that it's already imprinted."
Daoxuan and Wen Renyu didn¡¯t give Wang Feng a chance to speak, so they teamed up to forcefully fish him out of the holy fire and said loudly: ¡°Get out of here quickly.¡±
But still a step too late, Wang Fei drew his swordThe scabbard appeared, and a vast dragon shadow appeared.
The heritage of the dynasty that has existed for 100,000 years is vividly displayed in his sword, until the sword light falls.
The altar where the Eighth Prince was sitting collapsed suddenly and turned into endless fragments.
Wang Feng was a little lost: "My altar"
In his eyes, the scattered fragments of the altar were like the foam of a beautiful dream, floating in various colors.
It¡¯s gone¡it¡¯s all gone,
The aftermath of the horror shook out, and endless dragon essence was released from the broken altar. Transformed into dragon shadows, they kept fleeing towards Wang Fei in the air, causing his reputation to skyrocket.
"Hahaha, those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!"
Feeling the overwhelming power contained in the Yanhuang Sword in his hand, Wang Fei fell into madness and shouted loudly again.
With the power of a sword, the altar of his biggest competitor was destroyed, and the swelling power stretched Wang Fei's heart infinitely.
"Not good."
The thirteenth prince Wang Yi¡¯s expression changed slightly and he said decisively: ¡°Retreat.¡±
After dealing with the myna, there is no need to doubt that the elder brother¡¯s target is definitely himself.
In this case, it is better to retreat as soon as possible, and there is no need to insist on the perfect integration of one's own avenue with the dragon vein of the dynasty. The mark has been left, which means that hope is still there and there is still a chance to compete.
The altar is no longer useful, and if you continue to insist on perfection, it will inevitably be destroyed.
"Damn"
Although he calmly analyzed the pros and cons in his mind, Wang Yi still felt deeply unwilling.
Whoosh!
Sikong Shu and the Silver Dragon King, a group of elites from ancient times, protected the Thirteenth Prince Wang Yi and jumped off the altar to escape.
Bang!
Almost the moment Wang Yi jumped off the altar, the attack from the eldest prince Wang Fei followed.
The altar was destroyed in an instant, the holy fire was scattered all over the ground, and the burning beasts howled and ran away in all directions.
"receive!"
Wang Fei sneered, and with the Yanhuang Sword in his hand, he crazily absorbed the dragon essence that overflowed from the altar hole.
Except for me, everyone is an ant!
The King's Way, this is the King's Way. The greater its power, the stronger its strength. He successively destroyed the power of the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince, and allowed their own power to expand to the point where it was impossible to look directly at them.
Under the altar, Master Xi and his party looked calm, as if they had known this would happen.
"It's scary, how could eldest brother be so powerful."
The third prince who had seized an altar had just jumped into the altar and had not even had time to sacrifice the Flame Emperor Sword.
Looking at everything happening in front of me, I was completely confused and couldn't continue to fight.
"not good!"
The third prince's expression changed wildly, and he felt a murderous aura envelope him, making him unable to move and trembling all over.
"Brother, brother I have no intention of fighting with you, so I will give up right now."
His heart was filled with fear, and the third prince stuttered when he spoke, almost crying but without tears.
Boom!
But Wang Fei didn¡¯t give him a chance to speak at all. With a sword fall, his company and the altar were destroyed on the spot.
Over and over again.
Wang Fei used three swords in a row. One sword destroyed one altar, and three swords destroyed three.
Those who are interested can already see that this is no longer his own strength. Wang Fei seems to have borrowed the general trend of the Dragon Vein of the Dynasty.
Before no other prince could perfectly integrate his own path with the dragon vein of the dynasty.
The Dragon Vein of the dynasty has regarded him as his real name, the prince.
In this ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan, the dragon veins of the dynasty are equivalent to the 100,000-year foundation of the Yanwu dynasty. The eldest prince, Wang Fei, is now the embodiment of the dynasty's heritage, holding the Flame Emperor Sword in his hand and blessed with destiny.
Looking at the dead third prince in the distance, the fourth prince Wang Yun felt a chill on his back.
¡°If he hadn¡¯t listened to Yuan Zhen just now, he would be dead now.
Wang Yun said sincerely: "Mr. Yuan, thank you for saving my life."
On Yuan Zhen¡¯s calm face under the hood, a flash of surprise also flashed in his eyes. Apparently, he was still a little surprised by the strength displayed by Wang Fei.
"You're welcome. You and I are on the same boat. Saving you means saving myself."
Wang Yun didn't care about Yuan Zhen's words, and asked anxiously: "Mr. Yuan, where is the ninth altar you mentioned?"
Yuan Zhen smiled faintly and said, "Don't be anxious. Now is not the time for you to be anxious. There are people who are more anxious than you."
Wang Yun was slightly startled and looked in the direction of his finger. It was the altar where the Ninth Prince Wang Yan was. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Visit this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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