The strong man who came out of the miracle

Lingzhou Divine Kingdom!

Ye Yun, Wanhai, Chiyun, and Longlong also immediately looked over curiously, because they also knew the existence of the Divine Kingdom of Lingzhou.

The status of the Lingzhou Divine Kingdom is similar to that of the Qiankun Imperial City. It was created by a Zhoutian Lord and is one of the major forces in the God Realm.

And the Lord of the Zhoutian is named 'Lingzong Divine King', famous in the Great Zhoutian. Although no one here has seen him, everyone knows his existence.

saint?Prince?

Isn't it just right?

Staring at the front, Longlong secretly sighed: "It is indeed worthy of being the descendant of the Lord of the Zhou Dynasty. His cultivation base has reached the seventh rank of the Supreme God, and he does not know what ability he possesses. He is really an existence that we cannot compete with!"

The seventh-order supreme god?

Even the old man Yun Weng from the Zhenghuang Gate in the ancient times is also the sixth-rank supreme god. Who would believe that an old man who has cultivated for more than ten epochs is not as good as a Young Master Shaoyun?

Who made him a descendant of the Lord of the Zhou Dynasty!This is blood, this is identity!

Then the saintess of Qiankun Imperial City is at least the seventh-order supreme god!

The gap, most of the young heroes here are between the first and fifth ranks. Although there are very few sixth and seventh ranks, they cannot be compared with Mr. Shaoyun in terms of identity and background. Isn't it obvious that most of the people are here to join in the fun?

Ye Yun also discovered more information from Young Master Shaoyun through his mighty induction. Although this man is a descendant of Lord Zhou, he has very little chaotic vitality in his body, and he doesn't have much aura from miracles. Obviously Young Master Shaoyun didn't He was favored by the God King of Lingzong and trained him to be the future successor of Miracle.

Therefore, he is not the son of prophecy, but an existence with the blood of the Lord of Zhou.

Is the saint of Qiankun Imperial City the Son of Prophecy?

Or among these countless young people, is there any one who is the son of prophecy?

Although Ye Yun was concerned about these things, he cared more about the mysterious figure with exquisite aura. The four of them continued to look for that person while watching the scenery.

After a period of time, several people did not find each other's existence.

About three months later, the Imperial City promulgated the decree again, and the talent recruitment event will be held in three months.

For Chaos God, three months passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the number of patrolling guards in the imperial city increased several times, and tens of thousands of young people gathered around a square in the imperial city, sitting down one by one and keeping quiet.

The four of Ye Yun sat at the end of the back, and they didn't mind, they didn't come here to participate in any talent recruitment event, Longlong secretly said: "Why is there still no sign of that person?"

"Maybe it's someone like Mr. Shaoyun, maybe the other party is a strong man in Qiankun Imperial City..." Ye Yun suddenly came to a conclusion.

These words made the three of them feel the crisis. If the Qiankun Imperial City participated in the massacre of the Linglong clan, wouldn't the four of them have already been killed?

Fortunately, this is just speculation.

"Wow!"

The sound of the solemn horn resounded through the imperial city in an instant, and a large number of men and women in costumes walked out of the palace, especially among the women, there was a woman whose whole body was covered by several layers of gold gauze, which attracted everyone's attention. Everyone knows that she is a beautiful woman with a great reputation.

Mu Zhao is sick!

The Emperor Qiankun is the 'surname Mu'. In this imperial city of Qiankun, people with the surname Mu are real nobles, and the saint 'Mu Zhaoji' is a descendant of the pure blood of the Emperor Qiankun, not to mention In this Qiankun Imperial City, that is, in the entire Great Zhoutian, God Realm, Immortal Realm, Mortal Realm and even Hell, they are all big figures.

Breath, no breath, this is the common aspiration of everyone present.

Of course, for Ye Yun, Wanhai, Chiyun, and Longlong, they could sense Mu Zhaoji's aura, but they couldn't release their sensing power. When sensing each other, the other party would also release their sensing.

Surrounded by a large number of court ladies, Mu Zhaoji came to sit on the throne in front of the palace, and a few old men walked beside him, who seemed to be important figures in Qiankun Imperial City.

These old men don't breathe nothingness, but they are all full of breath, oppressing the space present.

After several old men sat around Mu Zhaoji, more than a dozen middle-aged men or young men came to the seats below and sat down one by one.

"Om..."

One of the young people just appeared, Ye Yun and Longlong each trembled.

Because the aura in the young man's body actually has an exquisite aura, he is the target that everyone has been looking for.

The young man wore a feather crown, adorned with a large number of extraordinary fetishes, and a silver robe, making him look like a prince of a kingdom.

The most important thing is that although the young man hides his aura, it is only on the surface, and the aura in his body is not sealed. It is obvious that he is telling the young people around him that he is extraordinary.

"Brother, do you recognize those important people above? Especially those young ones, why are we all young people, why can they get the moon first?"

In order to find out the identity of the young man, Chi Yun started to act and chatted up the monks around him.

Chi Yun has the ability to do this, and soon, a young man gave the answer the four wanted.

"This person is not an aristocrat from the Qiankun Imperial City, but a prince from the 'Divine Misfortune Dynasty'. His name is 'Hua Wuqi'. He has been famous for a long time in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is very powerful. Don't worry!"

The man laughed and said: "The relationship between the Shenhua Dynasty and the Qiankun Imperial City has always been good. This Huo Wuqi and Mu Zhaoji have known each other since childhood, and they are also called brothers and sisters in the Great Zhou. So you, me and them all have a chance. Everyone has a chance!"

After finishing speaking, the man smiled complacently.

"The Dynasty of Gods and Misfortune, a great force created by the Lord of Zhou Tian!"

Several people were secretly shocked.

Unexpectedly, a young man with exquisite aura has such a background.

They all knew about the Great Zhoutian forces beforehand, and the Divine Disaster Dynasty was no exception.

The Dynasty of Gods and Disasters is the same power as the Imperial City of Qiankun and the Kingdom of God in Lingzhou, because the Dynasty of Gods and Disasters is a power established by the Lord of the Zhou Dynasty.

And behind the Dynasty of Gods and Misfortunes is the 'Miracle of God's Misfortune'!

108 One of the eight miracles, since the Dynasty of Gods and Misfortunes exists, the Miracles of Heaven and Misfortunes still stand in the Great Zhou, so this Huo Wuqi must be a powerful figure in the Great Zhou.

Chi Yun shouted furiously: "Grandpa, it means that the Lord Zhou of the Divine Calamity Dynasty was once one of the giants who participated in the extermination of the Protoss. Otherwise, how could Huai Wuqi have an exquisite aura?"

"It seems that I will have to wait for a while to take revenge, the God of Misfortune Dynasty, I will destroy you myself in the future!" Fingertips almost scratched the palm of her hand, Longlong stared at Misfortune, full of anger.

"Welcome everyone to the Imperial City. Today is a great day for my Princess of the Imperial City to publicly select a Taoist partner. Each of you is the most outstanding contemporary hero in the God Realm!"

Above the square, an old man, as a representative, bowed his head and saluted everyone. He continued: "The specific method is very simple. All the heroes here just need to release their breath, and the princess will slowly sense it until the best one among you is found." Excellent candidate!"

"I have a question, what if none of the princesses are selected?" Someone below immediately raised doubts in public.

"Good question, good question, naturally you will not come in vain, each of you will get a copy of the divine map drawn by the princess herself, and there will also be a special divine pill refined from my imperial city, and then the princess will continue to wait for the fate People appear, everyone, the matter of dual cultivation is to value a predestined word, I hope everyone can understand!"

Ye Yun frowned, releasing his breath?How is it possible, the four of them all have a big secret, and immediately told the three of them: "We can't release the real breath, just use the breath of Taili Xuangong's lineage as a cover!"

"It's a pity that I don't know how this princess is born? How beautiful is she?" Chi Yun suddenly stared curiously at the princess of the imperial city, Mu Zhaoji, in the distance.

It's a pity that the opponent's breath is empty, and he uses great supernatural powers to release his defense. If he doesn't use his real ability, he will not be able to see the opponent's true face.

"Everyone, now the ceremony has officially started, I hope you can release your aura to the peak!"

The old man issued a divine seal, and suddenly a divine seal appeared in the square.

"Buzz!"

Tens of thousands of young monks from all directions of the Great Zhoutian scrambled to release their aura, and even the dozen or so heroes from the great forces at the front were the same, such as Young Master Shaoyun from the Divine Kingdom of Lingzhou.

In front of the palace.

Mu Zhaoji couldn't see any movement, but the prince from the God of Misfortune Dynasty, Huo Wuqi, had come to the side, stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the square, and smiled slightly: "Sister, don't worry, choose slowly. Not once, but next time!"

"Young master, look at these people, who can hold their breath?"

The refined, cold and arrogant voice came from Mu Zhaoji.

"Destroy me like a world, shatter me like a sky, the supreme kingdom of heaven!"

Among the layers of gold yarn.

A woman in white, wearing a phoenix crown, sits on the seven-colored plume and feather throne. After her hands are sealed, the woman slowly opens her eyes. She is Mu Zhaoji, the princess of the imperial city.

In her eyes, the entire square disappeared, all the geniuses disappeared, there were only tens of thousands of breaths, and each breath was different.

Time keeps passing, half a day... a day!

Three full days!

"Mediocrity, most of them are mediocrity..."

Mu Zhaoji opened her eyes again. What she could see in her pupils was still only breath, but gradually appeared the shadows of Mr. Shaoyun and a dozen young heroes from the great forces of the Great Zhou.

"As expected of the disciples of the noble family, all of them have extraordinary spiritual bodies, and the chaotic vitality in their bodies is also very strong. Apart from them, there are some people who are considered extraordinary, oh? How many special physiques are there? It's a pity, special physiques also have grades Points, these special physiques are too common!"

After many inductions, tens of thousands of people could not escape Mu Zhaoji's induction. She suddenly shook her head, as if she was very dissatisfied.

"Princess, do you want to feel more carefully?" The old man bowed in a low voice.

"Try to..."

Since the chamber of commerce is held, even if there is no satisfactory person, she still has to put on a show.

"How come there are three breaths that are not strong?"

As he continued to sense, Mu Zhaoji was suddenly attracted by the three auras behind him, because the other auras around him were almost burning or even moving, but there were only three auras here, which were normal, neither strong nor weak, just right remain above a certain level.

Apparently, these three people didn't seem to want to be the ones who practiced double cultivation with her.

Is there such a person in the world?

Unable to arouse Mu Zhaoji's deep curiosity, she formed a seal again, and in an instant, the clear faces of Chi Yun, Long Long, and Ye Yun appeared in her deep pupils.

The old man's voice came again: "Miss, is there any difference between these three people? The old man thinks that the three of them are very ordinary, with mediocre cultivation, they are all low-level Chaos Gods, and they are not powerful figures or descendants of powerful forces. In terms of strength, even the disparity in status is too great!"