Chapter 1505 The Heroes Gather Together

The black square stands solemnly among the mountain tombs, exuding a vast and heavy atmosphere. Black copper pavilions are erected one after another, standing quietly in this huge square.

Muchen and the other three looked at the square with solemn expressions, especially Qing Yanjing. She was a great master of the Holy Grade. Her attainments in the spiritual formation were among the best in the entire world, so she could clearly understand I felt that the copper pavilions in this square formed a terrifying array.

That level of formation has surpassed that of a holy product.

"If such a large formation is activated, even a strong saint will be wiped out." Qing Yanjing sighed, with deep admiration in her words. The Immortal Emperor back then was indeed amazingly talented. No wonder Can turn the tide and save the world.

Muchen nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "This shows how terrifying the evil god was that day. Even a sealing formation of this level would take 49,000 years to erase all his life marks."

Qing Yanjing's eyes were also solemn, and she sighed softly: "So, this world-destroying scourge must not be released."

While they were talking, the two gray-robed tombkeepers who were leading the way had already lowered their bodies and landed on a hill beside the black square. At the top of the hill, a huge black palace stood like a giant beast. .

Muchen and the others also landed in front of the giant hall. When they raised their eyes, they saw three big characters as vigorous as a horned dragon.

Daqian Palace.

Muchen stared at the Daqian Palace, his eyes flashing slightly, because he could faintly feel that this palace gave him a dangerous feeling, that feeling was like this palace, like a living thing.

"This Daqian Palace is a sacred and peerless holy object. It is the treasure of the Daqian Palace. It can travel in the void. In terms of power, it is enough to rank among the top ten in the Daqian World. It is not inferior to us. The ancestral tower of the ancient Futu clan," Qing Yanjing said.

When Muchen heard this, he suddenly understood, and immediately secretly smacked his tongue. He had seen the ancestral tower of the Buddha Ancient Clan and the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle of the Ancient Maha Clan, so he knew how terrifying a peerless holy object of this level could be. Even the Supreme Saint of Heaven will be extremely afraid of him.

It seems that this time, Daqian Palace has also taken serious measures and moved all these treasures here.

At this time, the door of Daqian Palace was wide open. Muchen and Qing Yanjing looked at each other, and then the three of them stepped inside.

And when they just stepped into the palace gate, they felt the scene in front of them change. Inside the hall, it was vast and spacious, with swaying lights. In front of it, there were circles of stone seats, which formed a ring, and then Going down one by one, it looks like an arena.

However, as you go down, there are fewer seats, and the color of the stone seats also changes from gray to silver, and finally to gold. The difference in treatment is naturally very obvious.

Obviously, the lower you are, the higher your status level is.

But now, on these stone seats, there are many figures sitting quietly cross-legged, with extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations surging around their bodies. It is obvious that all of the people here are the Supreme Beings.

However, nowadays, these Heavenly Supreme Beings who are enough to call themselves Tao Ancestors in the Great Thousand World have become ordinary in this Great Thousand Palace, and they have restrained their usual arrogance.

Muchen's eyes did not stop at the other positions, but looked directly at the golden stone pedestal at the bottom. He saw a familiar figure sitting there. With that appearance, it was naturally the Daqian Palace. The Demon-Slaying King, Qin Tian.

"Haha, Great Elder Qing Yanjing, King Mu, and Holy Lady Luo Li have not greeted you from far away, so don't worry." When Muchen and the others entered the Daqian Palace, Qin Tian sensed something and raised his head and said warmly .

Muchen, Qing Yanjing, and Luo Li also nodded to the world-famous Demon-Slaying King.

"You three, please enter the golden seats."

Qin Tian smiled and pointed at the golden seats beside him.

As soon as these words came out, there was a slight commotion in the hall, and many eyes were cast in, with inexplicable colors in their eyes. The position of this stone seat seemed simple, but to a certain extent, it represented what I had in the world. status.

According to the rules, the ordinary stone throne is the supreme position of the spiritual heaven, and the silver stone throne is the supreme immortal heaven. As for those golden thrones, only the saints or the masters of the top superpowers are qualified. Take your seat.

Among Mu Chen and the other three, Qing Yanjing is the Grand Master of the Saint Grade and the Great Elder of the Futu Ancient Clan, so he is naturally qualified to enter the Golden Seat. Luo Li wears the robe of the Saint of the Tailing Ancient Clan and is the head of the same clan, representing Of course the Tailing Ancient Clan also has this qualification.

Muchen, on the other hand, although the Mufu he founded now dominates the Tianluo Continent, his background is still shallow after all. Although there was a big commotion in the ancient Maha clan before and it spread widely, many people present today have been in seclusion for many years. He didn't know anything about the world, so he was a little surprised to hear that he could also be ranked among the golden seats.

Seeing the commotion in the main hall, Qin Tian smiled faintly and said: "Don't you have any doubts, Muchen is not only the lord of the Mu Mansion, but also the Demon-Slaying King of our Daqian Palace. In terms of strength, he is comparable to the saints." In the mid-term, not to mention the most important thing... he is still the second owner of the eternal immortal body, so he has enough qualifications to be ranked in the golden seat."

As soon as these words came out, there was some low uproar in the hall. The many Heavenly Supremes who had just left the seclusion stared at Muchen in surprise, obviously also shocked by this long list of titles.

"I didn't expect that such a person would appear in this vast world after not showing up for a hundred years. He is really formidable..." Some of the older Heavenly Sovereigns secretly sighed.

In response to those exclamations, Muchen's expression did not fluctuate much. He asked Qing Yanjing to step forward, and then he and Luo Li followed closely, stepping up the stairs and entering the golden mat.

However, just as he stepped into the outermost circle of the golden mat, Muchen's footsteps suddenly paused because he saw a somewhat familiar figure, and that person noticed his gaze and immediately stiffened slightly.

"Haha, Western Heaven War Emperor, I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect you to break through to the Holy Grade. Are you really fine?" Muchen looked at the figure sitting cross-legged on the golden stone throne and said with a half-smile.

Because this figure turned out to be the Western Heaven War Emperor who had a grudge against Muchen back then.

At that time, the Western Heaven War Emperor tried to accept Luo Li as a saint, which triggered a grudge between Muchen and Muchen. Later, Muchen invited the Yan Emperor, and even took the title of Son of the Continent from the Western Heaven Continent.

It's just that the Western Heaven War Emperor stayed in the late stage of the Immortal Stage for many years. Unexpectedly, when we met now, he had broken through to the early stage of the Holy Stage.

Hearing Muchen's voice, the Western Heaven War Emperor's complexion was also slightly green, a little embarrassed and embarrassed. Muchen back then was like an ant in his eyes, and he never paid attention to it at all.

However, who could have imagined that in less than ten years, the boy who had just stepped into the Earth Supreme would actually become a Saint and gain such a prestigious reputation in the world.

Although he has now reached the early stage of the Saint Grade, he knows that even he is not necessarily Muchen's opponent. After all, he knows everything about the ancient Maha clan.

Not even Mahatian could do anything to Muchen, let alone him at this early stage of the Sainthood?

Therefore, when thinking about the grievances of the past, even he, the Western Heaven War Emperor, felt a little restless and his expression was uncertain.

Muchen glanced at him, smiled faintly, and said: "Although we had grievances back then, they were settled later. Over the years that the Luo Shen Clan has been in the Xitian Continent, you have not seen any stumbling blocks in secret. You are still somewhat graceful. I Naturally, I won’t trouble you again.”

After saying that, he walked into the seat and sat down in the golden seat close to Qin Tian.

The Western Heaven War Emperor gritted his teeth when he saw his back, but in the end he shook his head helplessly. Today's Muchen is indeed no longer the ant he used to be, and he cannot tolerate being ignored.

It would be best if we could let go of the grudges from back then.

Muchen entered the table, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and stopped paying attention to the many glances.

After that, many Heavenly Sovereigns came one after another and all sat down at the banquet. Among them, the Tailing Ancient Clan, the Black Sky Ancient Clan and the Maha Ancient Clan all arrived and took their seats at the golden banquet.

Naturally, the person from the ancient Maha tribe was Maha Tian. He looked at Muchen and his expression was quite ugly, but he also knew that this was not the place to resolve personal grievances, so he could only hug Qin Tian and sit down. .

Muchen also ignored the Mahatma, but took a look with interest at a golden mat. There was a strong man with bare arms. The strong man's body was pale yellow, and his veins were like dragons, exuding terrifying fluctuations.

Muchen was interested in him because this person was the leader of the fifth largest ancient clan, the Huanggu clan, Huangqiu.

It was rumored that the Huanggu clan had mastered their physical body, and in Muchen's perception, the Huangqiu's body was indeed like his, reaching the level of a saint, and unparalleled in strength.

As time went by, more and more figures were sitting cross-legged on the stone seats in the hall. Such formations made Muchen secretly frightened. You must know that each of these people here is a member of the world. The overlords of one party, now all gathered together, indeed have the potential to stir up troubles.

Whoops!

While Muchen was sighing at the strength of the lineup in the hall, his mind suddenly moved and he felt wisps of black wind appear out of thin air, then wrap around and land on a golden throne beside Qin Tian.

When the dark wind dissipated, only an old man with black robe and white hair could be seen, sitting there with his eyes lowered, as if in a drowsy state.

This old man exudes an aura of twilight, as if the fire of life will be extinguished at any time, but under his shaky posture, he exudes an indescribable terrifying pressure.

Feeling that kind of majesty, even Muchen felt a chill in his heart.

When Demon-Slaying King Qin Tian looked at the old man in black robes, his expression became solemn, he cupped his fists and said, "Qin Tian has seen the immortal old man."

There was a slight uproar in the main hall, and awe-inspiring looks were cast towards them. It was obvious that this old man was the leader of the tomb-guards who guarded the hills of the Northern Wasteland, the mysterious and unpredictable immortal master.

Buzz!

While everyone was looking at the old man in awe, a clear sound of swords suddenly resounded through the void. Everyone saw a green sword light that seemed to come through the sky, and finally landed on the golden sword beside the black-robed old man. on the seat.

When the green sword light dissipated, he was wearing a green shirt and sitting cross-legged. On his knees, a green-edged long sword lay quietly.

He raised his head, smiled at everyone present, and said: "Sword Domain Qingshan, I'm a step late, I hope you don't blame me."

As soon as his voice fell, an uproar resounded in the hall again, and the gazes showed even more awe, because the person in front of him was as famous as the Flame Emperor, the Martial Ancestor, the Demon Slayer, the Immortal Lord and others in this vast world. The pinnacle of strength...

Sword Domain, Sword Master in Blue Shirt.

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