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A loud noise resounded through the air, accompanied by the explosion of thousands of divine lights like fireworks.

A huge Chinese watch rose from the ground, and the light was lingering, showing time.

"The new emperor is about to ascend the throne!"

"The fourth prince is the most humble person. When the first emperor was alive, he was in charge of all matters of the court. At this time, he was enthroned by the public."

"Unfortunately, such an event, but can not go."

There was a lot of excitement in Tianjiao City, and many people looked up to the sky with excitement.

Some people regret it.

Although the new emperor ascended the throne, he did not shy away from the people to watch, but the tens of millions of people in Tianjiao City could not naturally flood into the second urban area.

In the second urban area, the flow of people is woven, and shoulders are on the streets. All buildings on both sides are overcrowded, and countless people are stretching their necks to see.

In the middle of the second urban area, there is a huge square with enough people to accommodate one million people.

The Temple of Heaven, like Bai Yu, stands here.

Under the Temple of Heaven, many princes and ministers, civil and military officials, courtiers and guests, as well as those who came to observe the ceremony, all looked solemn.

Waiting for the new emperor to come and worship the world.

"The change of a secular dynasty, but with so many monks running around, seems to have a kind of magical weather..."

In a quiet tea house in the third city district, a middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.

This tea house is located at the junction of the two and three districts. It was originally lively, but only today is special, so it seems to be a rare thing.

At this time, there was only one table of guests in the teahouse.

"After that, Dingdi was born in a holy place after all, and he has been operating for thousands of years. The power is not weak. Even without Tiandingdi, it is not comparable to ordinary sect."

A young man lightly tapped the table and looked from the window. It seemed to be able to penetrate the city wall buildings and see the grandeur of the second city.

The place where the new emperor ascended the throne is in the second city.

It seems to be scattered, but the security of the entire second city is extremely strict, but the third city, which is separated by a wall, is quite calm.

"It should have been the Lord of the Holy Land, but was born to be the emperor of this mortal..."

Listening to the rumors of cheering, the middle-aged man carried a tea cup and gently blew: "It is a pity that this peerless talent."

"Senior Brother Li's words are bad! That day, Ding Emperor dared to retreat from the sky, and he was able to cross the millennium, and he became one in the war, which was better than the other ghouls!"

Zhang Wuji disagreed.

In his view, Ding Di was the real seeker that day. Compared with his generation, several people who were not too inferior were better than him by ten times, but his achievements are now more than ten times worse.

This is the choice of the road.

"Uh."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to think that this young man respected Tianding Emperor so much, he touched his nose and didn't speak.

"Dongzhou is 20,000 years old, and there is not much that can be compared with it. It is a pity that such a character could not be seen for a while."

Zhang Wuji's eyes are deep and bright, and there seem to be stars in it:

"However, the Yuanyang Taoist still seems to see..."

There was no one beside the two, but in fact, several of the folks in this teahouse, the shopkeeper, didn't even hear.

"After hearing that the female emperor of Zhongzhou ascended the throne, her movements have not been small, and have caused a lot of sect gates and the uneasiness of the Holy Land."

The middle-aged person unintentionally glanced at the young people:

"Brother Shi comes from Zhongzhou, want to know something."

Butian Pavilion is spread all over the states, naturally there are ways of dealing with each other, but even if there are ways of doing things, no one is qualified to come and go freely.

At least, he didn't.

This young man has this qualification.

This young man, named Zhang Wuji, is one of the seven sons of Bu Tian Pavilion. His talents and talents are top in the world, and the top-level killing method is improved. It is very likely to inherit the arrogance of the head of the Pa Tian Pavilion.

"Slightly know one or two."

The Promise nodded, and his eyes flickered a little: "That female emperor's heart has great ambitions, maybe she wants to preach the Supreme before the sky changes..."

Zhang Wuji's tone was calm, but with a hint of unwillingness that was hard to detect.

He did not come to Dongzhou voluntarily...

Sermon Supreme?

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, then shook his head: "Since the Middle Ages, the world has changed dramatically. For hundreds of thousands of years, only Guanglong Supreme One has proved it. Although the emperor is the most shocking and beautiful person in the tyrant court for tens of thousands of years, It is impossible to succeed."

Ancient Heavenly Sovereign, Ancient Holy Emperor, Middle Ancient Supremacy, but from the ancient times till now, only Guanglong Supreme Sovereign is one person.

In addition, countless heroes ended in a sad mood, Feng Hou is already the best in the world, and Feng Wang is not necessarily a person for thousands of years.

Not to mention the Supreme.

Even the Grand Dragon Supreme has certain fate in it, and it is impossible to duplicate.

Some people even say that even Guanglong Zhi respects students, and now they are afraid that there is no possibility of preaching.

"Some people in this world cannot be judged by common sense."

Zhang Wuji's look is a bit complicated:

"Some people are different by birth. The emperor is truly supreme. Today, Kyushu is only a few of them!"

"With the supreme gift, it may not be able to prove the supreme."

The middle-aged people were shocked by Zhang Wuji's respect for the female emperor, but she still didn't think she could preach to the Supreme.

In the past 30 million years, how many people have been born?

Among them, those who are called the supreme capital, each generation will not have only one or two people, but how many can really achieve the supremacy?

For a whole period after the Middle Ages, there was only Guanglong Supreme.

Not to mention that, after the Sovereign of Guanglong Supreme proved his way, his way and reason still permeated between heaven and earth.

The original change of the world is already difficult to achieve enlightenment, and the coercion of the extreme coercion is still alive. It is much more difficult than the era of the Guanglong Supreme!

Even if there are countless talents in the past dynasties, they are not willing to be suppressed by the supreme majesty and go far away from the starry sky. But for more than 20,000 years, there has been no slight news.

"Whoever is sure will be able to preach? That Chu Mengyao can't preach, but it is very likely to go further, and now the king is changing!

Zhang Wuji changed his look several times, but still sighed: "The imperial court has the strongest heritage in Zhongzhou. It really moves, even if you are in Dongzhou..."

Everything is triggered by the whole body. The imperial court is like a dragon in the water, and its movement will change color, and it is only afraid of great involvement.

"Guanglong Supreme has the foundation of existence in the world, and I don't have to talk about it now."

The middle-aged man put down the teacup and said:

"Brother Zhang doesn't have to be too afraid of her."

Zhang Wuji was unwilling, he knew it.

The main pavilion of the Tiantian Pavilion asked him to evade the edge of the emperor and quit Zhongzhou. He obeyed, but it did not mean that he was willing.

"fear?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head slightly: "The real strong man dared to face his own shortcomings and the strength of his opponent. I admire her, but I just admire it."

He tapped the table gently, his expression indifferent:

"It's not as good as a moment, it won't be as good as a lifetime, there will be times when we see the heights on the road of the Supreme.

"Not bad!"

The middle-aged people's congress nodded their heads and agreed.

His purpose this time was to accompany Zhang Wuji to familiarize with Dongzhou, and by the way to dispel the unwillingness in his heart, at this time it was natural to see him figure it out, and he was quite happy.

"The atmosphere of Dongzhou's practice is far less than that of Zhongzhou. Among them, the heroic generation is very few. The only Emperor Tianding who I admire a little bit, but did not see it sitting..."

Zhang Wuji sighed softly, took a sip of tea, and his eyes fell: "The rest, but the ghouls only."

The middle-aged man did not respond, but only listened to the moment with his ears, and then said:

"That day, Dingdi's fourth son is about to reign."

"Maybe, go take a look."

Zhang Wuji also put down the tea cup and looked north leisurely, said lightly: "I just saw the Yuanyang Taoist, and here comes Dongzhou to see Dongzhou heroes......"

Ok? !

Before the words were finished, the infinite glance was a condensation.

The sunlight flowing in from the entrance of the teahouse was blinded by someone.

"you!"

The middle-aged man was shocked.

I saw the faint Jinhui at the door, a white-haired Taoist walked in without hurry.

The man's white-haired robe, his figure is not high or low, and his face is not so impressive, but his weight is as high as the mountains and the vast ocean.

Step by step, there is a sense of mountains and rivers displacement, Wang Yang backflow, starry sky.

Inexplicable grandeur.

"Yuanyang Taoist!"

The middle-aged man suddenly got up, and there seemed to be a burst of fire in his eyes, with a strong momentum.

But there was an unstoppable horror on his face: "I'm just here to witness the new king of Tianding ascended the throne, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is not to seek provocation!"

"Bu Tian Ge? It's really a ghost."

An Qisheng swept the two of them lightly, randomly found a table to sit down, and tapped gently to make tea in the shopkeeper's shop not far away.

A hundred days ago, the aftermath of World War I was unsettled. At this time, I didn't know how many door spies were hiding in Tianjiao City.

He walked along the way, but he saw a lot and caught a lot.

Zhu Dahai was a little uneasy. The atmosphere of these two people in the house was too strong, making him instinctively afraid.

But seeing An Qisheng go in, he could only go in with the little chicken.

"You, your tea."

The dispenser's trembling tea served with fear, but also peace of mind.

Of course, the two of them did not know where they came from. Of course, he could see that he was not strong in blood, he was low-spirited, and he was helpless. Naturally, An Qi was born and suddenly his heart fell to the ground.

"Tea is good."

An Qi took a bite and nodded slightly.

The shopkeeper's flattered retreat.

Zhang Wuji stared at An Qisheng for a long time before he said: "The method Dao Brother has repaired is a strange thing..."

Slap~

An Qisheng put down the tea cup, and his eyes fell on Zhang Wuji: "Bu Tian Pavilion has a lot of details."

The world of Wanyang is vast, and although Dengneng has the ability to cross large states, the time it takes to cross a state cannot be afforded.

Not to mention across several states.

This youth has a strong atmosphere, but it is not a prince. Naturally, without this ability, the only thing that can be relied on is naturally the Supreme, the pattern left by the Holy Emperor, the domain gate.

Feeling the undisguised indifference in the tone of the person in front of him, Zhang Wuji's heart slightly coagulated.

"You want to see me."

An Qisheng's tone was reflected in his eyes, reflecting the two of them:

"That's just right."