Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The main hall, the majestic dharma...

Following Xiongfeng striding into the Yellow Eyebrow Hall, Feng Jueyu smelled a palpitating aura of ancient barbarians as soon as the threshold was reached.

The prehistoric world has a long history of tens of millions of years, and the beast clan has been passed down from generation to generation. Each generation has turned out to be a master who stands up to the sky. Although time flies and things change, the barbaric atmosphere that only belongs to the ancient world has been passed down from ancient times, especially It was the skeleton of that unknown behemoth, and against the aura of the hall where countless beast cultivators gathered, it seemed even more distant and profound...

Walking into the main hall, hundreds of gazes immediately cast their gazes from the spacious hall. Feng Jueyu raised his eyelids, and saw at least a hundred well-dressed palace guards looking at him. This is Huang Mei. The palace guards in the palace are different from the stragglers guarding the gates of the mansions and palaces outside. No matter in terms of their attire, their aura, and their cultivation base, they are particularly palpitating, especially their eyes, which are full of vigilance and fear. Indifference, even Xiongfeng and Chihuo cannot enter his eyes.

These one hundred palace guards were exactly one-third of the three hundred masters that Xiongfeng warned Feng Jueyu to be careful outside the palace, Huang Mei's most trusted masters.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Feng Jueyu noticed several uncommon auras concentrated on him directly or implicitly. He was not surprised. To the whole Huangmei City, he——Yan Qi, was just a rookie who was just showing his talents. And beast cultivators have always discriminated against foreign races from the bottom of their hearts. As long as they are not familiar to them, they will always be the object of their hearts to be wary of before they are trusted...

Even if there is a recommendation from Xiongfeng, it is no exception.

Feng Jueyu's heart has been in his throat since he walked into the Yellow Eyebrow Hall. After all, sitting in this hall is his enemy. At the head of the seat is a golden-robed monster who looks mighty and has sharp eyes. People are yellow eyebrows.

Completely different from Xiongfeng, Chihuo, Snake Demon and others, Huang Mei sat on the throne of the main hall, not saying a word, and the beast cultivators in the hall did not dare to raise their heads to take a look. Exuding a murderous aura, his body seemed to be a rare magical weapon. His Highness, apart from looking up and worshiping, would never dare to have the slightest thought of disobedience or slander.

This is the strong.

A strong man with a golden body.

When Hongtu Martial Arts cultivated to the golden body state, he faced a hurdle. This hurdle was the heavy calamity of the golden body. Once he passed the heavy calamity and achieved the golden body state, it meant he had achieved the divine power and true martial body.

The so-called Divine Power True Martial Body is to gather the original divine power of heaven and earth and integrate it into the body. After years of tempering, not only the eight meridians will be filled with the original source of divine power, but even the flesh and bones will become a part of the original source. Therefore, it is said that divine power True Martial Body is the threshold that truly transcends the ordinary. Once you enter this path, even if you sit there still, you can still emit endless original power.

As for Hongtu's history, there are many people who will leave their golden body behind after death, and integrate all the knowledge they have learned all their lives into the golden body, turning it into a treasure to be passed on from generation to generation.

The Golden Body Realm is the last of the three tribulations of the divine way. As long as one survives this tribulation, one is basically different from ordinary people.

The benefits of achieving the golden body state are very important to every cultivator. The strong golden body has the ultimate insight, and can see through the endless fantasy of the small world of bliss.

Feng Jueyu's current situation is like a mortal facing a god. At this time, Huang Mei is sitting in the temple, not releasing any breath of divine power, but in Feng Jueyu's eyes, he is like an insurmountable The boundless pressure is enveloping the Senluo Palace, making even the breath of the hundred strong men seem extraordinarily heavy.

Although Killer Fengda had no fear in his heart, he couldn't help but be more careful. After all, he didn't know whether this one of the three powerful men who controlled the prehistoric world had such terrifying eyesight as Xiongfeng, who could see through his disguise at a glance.

After making eye contact with the yellow eyebrows on the hall, Feng Jueyu lowered his head, and followed Xiongfeng carefully into the center of the hall.

At this time in the main hall, the strong gathered together, one of the three envoys, Green Smoke, Five Poisonous Rats and Green Smoke, and the two guardians: Red Thread Fire Cicada, Ji Su and Blood Locust Teng Bi, were sitting in the treasure hall, gazing at the wind and tail. Feng Jueyu came.

Feeling the harsh and unfriendly gazes from everyone, Feng Jueyu took a deep breath, kept a calm mind, and walked forward step by step steadily.

Facing several top monsters, he didn't dare to be careless at all. Whether he can get away with it depends on today.

Stepping into the main hall, Xiongfeng and Chihuo both went to the front of the hall and bowed their hands to salute, Feng Jueyu also imitated Xiongfeng's way and followed Gong Xian and said in unison: "Subordinate, I have seen the king."

"Yeah." Huang Mei replied lazily, with a blank expression on his face, and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the seat, seeming to be a little displeased and said: "Just now I heard you arguing outside the hall. Where did it come from?"

Huang Mei's tone seemed to be reprimanding, but Feng Jueyu understood that this guy obviously asked the question knowingly. Master, Huang Mei doesn't know?

Just as Feng Jueyu was thinking, Xiongfeng and Chihuo looked at each other and stood up at the same time. Chihuo took a step ahead and said, "My lord, Xiongfeng bullies people too much. He allows his subordinates to act recklessly and robs the treasures that should belong to them." If you don’t say anything, you’re still spitting blood, please ask your majesty to uphold justice.”

Xiongfeng quit after hearing the words, and said in a bad mood: "I said Chihuo, don't you want the wicked to sue first, who will prove that the cold seal blood jade is yours? When Yan Qi discovered the cold seal blood jade, it was in my Xiongfeng's territory , he managed to beat the Wuqing Dianjiao away and snatch the Cold Seal Blood Jade back from the Sea Clan, but you actually said that the Cold Seal Blood Jade belonged to you, you are so shameless."

Xiongfeng cursed outrightly, and the angry Chihuo jumped into a rage.

"Bastard, the cold seal blood jade rushed to the shore from the sea. It was at the south of the Xueshan Stone Mountain at the beginning. Gong Xian led people to fight with the sea clan, and lost dozens of beast cultivators before driving the sea clan away. Run, if it weren't for the big waves that day, how could the cold seal blood jade rush to the middle of the coast, I can testify to this matter with thousands of beast cultivators in the Scarlet Fire Palace, would my Scarlet Fire come out of nothing?"

The hall is full of gunpowder, and Xiongfeng is not polite, he said coldly: "Hmph, the beast cultivators in the Scarlet Fire Palace are all yours, so you can say whatever you want, but the cold seal blood jade is obviously Yan Qi in this place. It is an indisputable fact that I have snatched it back from the palace's territory, and my people have noticed it, don't you dare say so?"

"So what? Even if it is washed by the waves, there must always be someone who comes first, King, please make decisions for your subordinates."

"Your Majesty, you are bold and bold, please make a clear decision, Your Majesty."

As soon as the two entered the main hall, they couldn't stop arguing, and the cold and serious atmosphere was filled with gunpowder. , After a long time, he said with a faint smile: "You all stick to your own opinions, how can I make a judgment?"

He said, as if he didn't take it seriously, his eyes swept across the hall, and said: "Everyone, what do you think about this matter?"

In front of the hall, Cuiyan, Jisu, and Tengbi looked at each other, after a long time, Cuiyan stood up and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, my subordinates think that since Chihuo and Xiongfeng insist on their own opinions, and the cold seal blood Yuyou seems to have been in the Scarlet Fire Palace and then washed to the Julu Camp by sea water, it is difficult to judge who is right and who is wrong, it is better to follow the rules of this city."

Teng Bi stood up and echoed the voice: "That's right, my subordinates also agree with Cuiyan sister's point of view, in our Huangmei City, we have always advocated that the strong are respected, whoever is strong, the baby is his, this is the most fair. "

Huang Mei blinked and said with a smile, "Ji Su, do you think so too?"

The red thread Huochan Jisu glanced at Feng Jueyu and Gong Xian and said, "Since there is no right or wrong in this matter, that's the only way to go."

Huang Mei looked at Xiongfeng and Chihuo indifferently, and said: "You two heard it, since you can't tell right from wrong, then follow the method of Cuiyan envoy." He said, his eyes suddenly turned to Feng Jue Yu: "Your name is Yanqi?"

Hearing Huang Mei calling him, Feng Jueyu hurriedly stood up: "Flying Sky Qingmane Lang Yanqi, I have seen the King."

Huang Mei nodded: "You were recommended by Xiongfeng, do you have any objection to my treatment?"

Feng Jueyu clasped his fists, and at this moment, he felt a huge pressure suddenly descending on him, and that terrifying original aura emanated from Huang Mei's body. Compared with his The origin of the Spirit of Ten Thousand Sands is much more terrifying. The Spirit of Ten Thousand Sands is the origin ranked 190th. This momentum is even purer and more terrifying than the Spirit of Ten Thousand Sands. go?

For a brief moment, Feng Jueyu was sweating. Huang Mei oppressed him with aura at this time, not intending to hurt him, but to use his origin to find out his details. At the critical moment, Feng Jueyu didn't think about anything, He didn't even try to resist, but lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly. He has learned part of the method of the Great Evil Curse. It is naturally very easy to imitate the evil spirit, and it can't be too deliberate. After all, he still has the walking sky demon on his body The breath of the law, as long as the breath of the Xingtian demon law is covered by the great evil curse.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu secretly cast the Great Evil Curse, a soaring demon sky surged through his body, forming a resistance situation with Huang Mei's demon power.

Feng Jueyu endured the boundless pressure and said: "This subordinate obeys the king's arrangement."

He gritted his teeth and said these words, showing his weakness, but at the same time, he would not appear too rigid, as if someone was going to sneak attack him, he resisted instinctively, but when he found out that it was Huang Mei, he immediately made a deliberate move Convergence, mentality and performance are just right.

At this time, it depends on whether Huang Mei will really trust him. If so, Huang Mei will not be in trouble anymore. As long as he passes this level, it will be equivalent to dispelling Huang Mei's doubts.

Time passed very slowly, but in fact it didn't take long. Just when Feng Jueyu was uneasy, his body suddenly relaxed, and Huang Mei withdrew his original aura.

"Okay, since that's the case, you and Gong Xian will have a few tricks in the palace, and whoever wins will have the Cold Seal Blood Jade."