If they are not as good as Jiang Huan, these excellent talents from all over the world are not satisfied.

After all, Jianghuan's name of waste has been passed on for more than ten years. Now we tell them that Jianghuan is not a waste, and no one can believe it.

Ji frame calm down under the agitation of the mood, can not wait to speak, only to see his expression changes, immediately turned to look at the first throne.

Jiang Zhenfeng and others at the next head also sensed something. Immediately they all stood up and faced the throne.

At this time, the sharp voice of the eunuch he Anxi suddenly sounded, and it was widely spread throughout the imperial stadium.

"The Holy One!"

The huge voice mixed with strong vitality, although it is hard to accept the sharp, but whether it is in the audience or in the grandstand, or in front of the challenge arena through the first pass of the Juncai people, are all expressions suddenly changed, that is, snoring, pulling up his robe and kneeling down, devout worship.

But one exception is Jiang Huan.

I saw him with his hands in sleeves and across his chest, standing in place with calm expression, neither kneeling nor showing any respect.

So that people nearby are scared.

Because they are afraid of Jiang Huan's irreverence, which makes the longevity master angry, and thus angry at them.

At this time, there was a flash of golden light on the stand, and a group of eunuch palace maids led them forward. Behind Minhang dragon waist with long sword body and gold armor, nine feet tall was full of pressure. Gongwei, a middle-aged man in golden five clawed Golden Dragon Robe, and several royal Wang Jia, slowly climbed onto the Golden Dragon climbing chair on the stand!

In the moment of climbing that step.

The palace maids and eunuchs on both sides also knelt down to worship their heads.

Even Minhang long kneels on one knee behind Ji Ao.

No one dares to take a step up.

Several kings drive thousands of years old people to worship beside the seats of Ji frame and Luo Qianxing.

Only Ji Ao, with long hair and golden robe, with a faint smile and a dragon breath, is still on the move!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

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makes the imperial playground, which was originally noisy because of Jiang Huan's feat, quiet in an instant.

Jiang Zhenfeng's expression was very dignified, and he said in his heart.

"Long live long Xi, has become much stronger!"

Since the emperor Taizu opened up the mountains and rivers, the royal family of the Ji surname has built its own true dragon vein skill! Then we can inherit the dragon breath which is only inherited in the direct blood of Ji family!

So far, in addition to Taizu, Xiandi and today's long live, there is also a third prince, Ji Xiaofeng can have this powerful power!

Therefore, Ji Xiaofeng, who is also a personal disciple of Luo Qianxing, the noble four level Danshi, and inherits the emperor's dragon breath, is now the most hopeful person to inherit the throne.

Ji Ao comes to the Dragon chair and smiles. Although she is over forty, her handsome face is as white as jade.

Carefully looking at the Dragon chair in front of her, Ji Ao suddenly turns around and immediately sits down with her robe lifted!

Just after sitting down, no matter in the eight auditoriums, on the grandstand, or in front of the challenge arena, even the royal guards in Gongwei's Royal field, are shouting loudly!

"Long live my king! Hooray! Long live! "

The sound waves came, as if to break through the sky!

Living at the top, overlooking the world, Ji Ao laughs.

"All of you, get down!"

The Dragon sound reverberates, making everyone's mood extremely excited.

The face of the emperor.

Now they all admire it with their own eyes. How honored it is!

It's an honor for all of us to be here and walk with the people under such a grand ceremony.

But for Jiang Huan, it's no big deal.

Now he is looking around the throne, looking for Ji Linglong.

I wonder if this little girl will come today.