"Jin Shang Dynasty, Sun Sword Sect, present ten king-level spirit fruits, ten Jinyang fruits, and ten thousand catties of Yuanyang stones, I wish my Daewoo Dynasty a prosperous life.? Ranwen ??? ．ｒａｎｅｎ`ｏｒｇ”

Chaowang Square, under the white jade steps, a middle-aged man in a white robe said respectfully to the throne on the stone platform.

This middle-aged man was Yan Yangzi, the sect master of the Sun Sword Sect, the strongest sect of the Jin Shang Dynasty, under the rule of the Daewoo Dynasty, and cultivated to the half-step Immortal King Realm.

However, if you don't break the pill and turn into a baby, you will never be a strong immortal king.

As far as the various forces present today are concerned, there are no less than seven or eight hundred half-step Immortal King Realm powerhouses, and none of these people have stepped into that step.

Therefore, for the powerful immortal king who was high above the throne of the five directions of the stone platform, Yan Yangzi also had to maintain enough awe in his heart.

At this moment, behind Yan Yangzi were more than a dozen elders and disciples of the Sun Sword Sect.

In the hands of these elders, the red jade box was placed with ten king-level spirit fruit Jinyang Fruits, while those disciples carried in mahogany boxes were ten thousand catties of Yuanyang Stone.

In the Sun Sword Sect, there is a mature Jinyang Fruit Tree, and the Jinyang Fruit Tree will bear one or two Golden Yang Fruits every year, and ten to twenty Golden Yang Fruits will be produced in ten years.

This kind of king-level spirit fruit is so precious to the sect.

The Sun Sword Sect had to hand over ten of them every year.

Sometimes, in ten years, the sect can only keep two or three.

In addition, there is also a precious Yuanyang stone deposit in the sect, which has to be handed over to most of it.

After Gongsheng finished speaking, Yan Yangzi raised his head slightly and looked respectfully at the Wufang Throne on the stone platform.

The throne of the five directions, in the center position, is a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown on his head.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a purple and gold glass robe, with a jade belt around his waist, revealing an innate nobility.

The corners of his mouth are smiling, his eyebrows are resolute, and a pair of eyes are circulating, with a domineering spirit that looks at all directions.

This person is none other than the supreme ruler of the Daewoo Dynasty, the Daewoo Emperor!

Yan Yangzi glanced at the Daewoo Emperor with awe, the current Daewoo Emperor is the most qualified one in the Daewoo Dynasty for hundreds of years, and now his strength is unfathomable.

On the throne to the left of the Daewoo Dynasty, there was a person who was shrouded in dark black robes, and he couldn't see clearly.

However, when his gaze swept to the figure, Yan Yangzi's instinctive heart sank.

"Warden King!"

Yan Yangzi said awe-inspiring in his heart.

The Warden King rarely shows up in ordinary times, and it is only at the once-in-a-decade event of "worshipping the king" that everyone can see it.

However, no one wanted to see that figure.

It is rumored that the half-step immortal king powerhouses who died in his hands exceeded the hundreds.

Once it is found that there are traitors in the Daewoo Dynasty, or factors that affect the rule of the dynasty, they will be escorted to the prison under the rule of the Warden King, and when they arrive at the prison prison, death will be a luxury.

Therefore, in the territory of the Daewoo Dynasty, when they heard the name of the Prison King, they were all terrified.

Just when Yan Yangzi glanced at the dark black-robed figure, in the black robe, a cold light like a poisonous snake also glanced at Yanyangzi.

Yan Yangzi's whole body suddenly stiffened, feeling that his back was soaked with cold sweat, and at that moment, he hurriedly moved his gaze.

On the lower throne of the Prison King, there was a man dressed in a flaming red robe, the man was long, his lips were thin, there was a kind of confidence in his expression, and there was a majestic flow of fire spirit power around him.

"One of the two great holy envoys of the Daewoo Dynasty, the Flame King. ”

Yan Yangzi whispered in his heart.

Yan Yangzi's gaze swept over the Prison King and the Flame King, and landed on the two thrones to the right of the Daewoo Emperor.

Sitting on the first throne on the right side of the Daewoo Emperor was a tall man, who sat straight like a spear, his eyes were like thunder, and his eyebrows were full of the aura of conquest.

"Zhenguo Martial King, Yu Feihu. ”

Yan Yangzi's gaze condensed slightly.

The Daewoo Dynasty can still hold the current territory, it is because of the existence of the martial king of this town, the body has become a king, and it is rumored that it has been promoted to the realm of the immortal king, and has resisted several heaven and earth thunder tribulations with his body.

In the end, Yan Yangzi's gaze turned and landed on the figure of the last throne.

Above the throne, there was a figure dressed in a luxurious golden robe, the figure was quite handsome, and a pair of eyes had a faint golden color.

"One of the two great holy envoys, the Great Heavenly King!"

Looking at the figure, Yan Yangzi's eyes flashed with expectation.

The ten Golden Yang Fruits he offered were of the greatest effect to the Elder Heavenly King, who majored in the Golden System, and could enhance his cultivation to a great extent.

The last time he paid tribute, the Long Heavenly King praised him with a smile.

This praise also shows a kind of trust, with the indirect support of a powerhouse in the Immortal King Realm, the position of the Sun Sword Sect in the Jin Shang Dynasty will not be shaken in the slightest.

Therefore, at this moment, Yan Yangzi also expected the Changtian King to say a few words.

However, he was disappointed.

Although the face of the Long Heavenly King was as handsome and extraordinary as usual, there seemed to be a touch of gloom between his eyebrows.

"Ten Golden Yang Fruits, Eternal Heaven Holy Envoy, your cultivation can be improved a little. ”

Zhenguo Martial King Yu Feihu glanced at Jin Changtian and said with a smile.

"Hmm. ”

Jin Changtian glanced at the ten golden yang fruits, and the light in his eyes flashed, but the gloomy color between his eyebrows did not dissipate at all.

"Heavenly Holy Envoy, your face is not very good-looking, but you are still thinking about that incident?"

The Flame King looked at Jin Changtian's appearance, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc, and the power of the Yuan Infant spoke.

Hearing the Flame King's smiling voice, Jin Changtian's face became even more gloomy, and there was a cold flicker in those pupils.

"Yes, in the past ten days, not a single day has been forgotten!"

Jin Changtian's face was gloomy, and his eyes flashing with cold pupils glanced at his left shoulder.

On the same day, in the battle of Qingyang Stream, Jin Changtian's arm that was cut off by Qin Yang has been restored.

The immortal king is strong, as long as the infant is not extinguished, the injuries on the ** can be recovered.

"This king really can't wait for this dynasty to end as soon as possible, and wants to destroy that little beast immediately. ”

There was a hint of coldness in Jin Changtian's voice.

Therefore, for ten days, all he thought about was how to kill the little beast.

He was a dignified Immortal King Realm powerhouse, but he was beaten and fled by a half-step Immortal King's junior, which was a shame that was difficult to wash away for him!

This matter has become his biggest demon, that little beast is immortal, and he can't cultivate with peace of mind.

Hearing what Jin Changtian said, the Daewoo Emperor wearing the golden crown, the Martial King of the Zhenguo, and even the figure under the dark black robe, all cast their eyes on him.

"King Changtian, that little beast is really so strong, this king is still surprised today. ”

The light in the eyes of Yu Feihu, the martial king of Zhenguo, flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

"However, my Daewoo Dynasty is not something that anyone dares to provoke, and when the worship of the king is over, the king of Ming Japan will take the dragon guard and accompany you to the Qingyang Stream, and slaughter the entire sect. ”