The guards who led the team faintly saw that the old man was unhappy, and quickened the pace of progress, not wanting to stay with the old man for a long time.

Passing by many magnificent halls, Wu Heng felt several powerful strong breaths from them.

Wu Guo originally established the country with martial arts, the Wu family belonged to the Wu Xiu family, and it was normal for the strong people in the palace to be like clouds.

However, so far, he has never met a strong person who ascends to the Immortals, either hidden somewhere, or not at all.

There are two types of immortal powerhouses, one is talented, relying on their own strength to enter the immortal realm, and the other is cultivating by relying on huge financial and material resources.

A strong person like Sun Wuchang, who was cultivated as an immortal ascendant, could only awaken the six veins, but he was valued by the giant clan and cultivated to the level of ascending immortal.

Even if there are many immortal sects, it is difficult for three or more people to ascend to the immortals by their own ability!

Most of them are financially strong and cultivated.

For example, there are six immortal powerhouses in Tianmen Mountain, except for Huo Zhen and Hechangshan, the other four belong to cultivation.

The Giant Clan is the overlord with the deepest financial and material resources in the Southern Regions, so there are the most powerful people in Dengxian, there are dozens of people, but there are very few who really rely on their own ability to enter Dengxian.

Therefore, the gap between the immortal gate and the immortal powerhouses of ordinary forces will become huge.

Ordinary forces simply don't have the financial and material resources to cultivate a strong person who ascends immortals, and even the power of the whole country of Wu wants to rely on financial resources to cultivate a strong person who ascends immortals.

In addition, it is difficult for a strong person who has been cultivated entirely by financial and material resources to enter the legendary realm, and he cannot enter the highest level of ascending immortal!

Sun Wuchang is a vivid example, creating a strong person, before stopping at the threshold of ascending immortals, he has been ascending immortals for most of his life, which is a side effect of too much external force.

With the help of external forces, there is a sense of dependence, so once there is no external force, it itself becomes a waste.

Not discovering the Ascending Immortal powerhouse in the palace is naturally good news for Wu Heng, so that he will not be at risk of being discovered his true identity.

Ten minutes later, the guards took Wu Heng and the others to turn left and right, and finally came to the martial arts arena in the center of the palace.

Wu Heng, who followed the crowd into the martial arts arena, saw at a glance what the guards said about Prince Wu.

A calm and restrained, handsome young man was sitting on the rostrum in front of the martial arts arena, wearing a golden four-clawed python robe.

Four claws are a python, and five claws are a dragon.

The dragon is the honor of the ninety-five, and the dragon robe is the exclusive clothes of the emperor.

And the four-clawed golden python is the costume worn by the prince.

The young man was dressed in such clothes that he was instantly recognizable.

At this time, Emperor Wu was seriously paying attention to the battle situation in the martial arts arena, and the two Dragon Transformation Realm monks were fighting in it, fighting fiercely, and entering a stalemate.

"Bang dang!"

Suddenly, one of them grabbed the opponent's flaw, knocked his weapon to the ground, and pointed the sharp blade in his hand at the opponent's throat, the killing intent boiled, as if he had no intention of sparing the other party's life.

"Stop!" On the rostrum, Prince Wu called a halt.

"Yes!" the victor immediately stopped, sparing the lives of his enemies.

It stands to reason that a person who has already lost the game is not worthy of being rescued by Prince Wu himself, but Prince Wu still did so.

"Thank you Prince Wu for saving your life!" the loser sighed.

Life and death in the ring of the competition, the opponent killed himself, and there was nowhere to shout injustice.

"As I said, this is just a contest, and you can't take the life of your opponent, so you can't stop it!" the prince of Wu said to the victor, his eyes full of charm and the majesty of the superior in his body.

There are still many people standing under the ring of the competition, there are as many as a thousand people, and it seems that there are many people who want to cling to Prince Wu in the Wu Kingdom!

One of them said to himself dissatisfiedly: "There are more monks and less meat, if it is not for the strong point that does not perform, how can it be reused?"

"That's it, in the martial arts ring, sometimes it is inevitable to kill the red eye, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, how to stop it?"

"If you stop at the point, you won't be able to show your combat effectiveness, and you won't be able to be reused at all, and you will get a place to follow the prince to the banquet......"

"From the morning competition to now, it's almost night, but Prince Wu has no candidates, is there no one to accept today?"

"Maybe I still haven't seen a good one. ”

"There are so many people, and if you wait like this, you have to delay a lot of time. Wu Heng looked at the crowded martial arts arena, frowning, not very happy, not at all from what he imagined.

He came to the martial arts arena just to make it convenient, so that he could go to Tianxian Pool with the help of the teleportation array.

Although it will not take much time to walk, but the risk is high, this 800,000 miles of road, it is inevitable to encounter a strong enemy, you must know that now many strong people in the fairy realm are looking for him all over the world.

"It's late today, it's better for you to have a banquet in the palace, and tomorrow you will compare!" Prince Wu spoke, his tone was very calm, and there was no prince at all.

"Prince Wu, we came to participate in the competition, most of us want to be lucky enough to accompany us to participate in the demon slaying event in Tianxian Pool, but the event will be held tomorrow, and we will compete tomorrow, I'm afraid we won't have the chance to participate, right?" someone said dissatisfiedly.

"This demon slaying event is unprecedented, everyone wants to have the opportunity to see and see, tonight is a competition, who stands in the ring to the end, then who wins?" a burly martial artist with a machete roared.

"Okay, this saves trouble, saves time, survival of the fittest, whoever has the last laugh will follow Prince Wu to participate in the demon slaying team!"

Many monks were excited, eager to try, and dared to participate in the competition, naturally they all had some confidence in themselves, thinking that they had some chance of winning.

In this regard, Wu Heng was a little incomprehensible, in order to participate in the Demon Slaying Festival, how could these people be like fighting chicken blood one by one!

"What's there to participate in, isn't it just to go and have a meal, with their strength to be able to fight the demon cultivators?" Wu Heng muttered quietly.

"Naturally, I want to participate, this time Tianxian Chi took out the holy water of Tianchi mixed with the banquet wine, and if you can drink a glass of wine in it, that is the great fortune, and everyone naturally wants to squeeze your scalp to go!".!

Wu Heng said indifferently: "Is the holy water of Tianchi so powerful?"

He, the man who drank the dragon marrow as water, didn't care.

"Actually, the holy water of Tianchi can be regarded as ordinary in the eyes of this great immortal, but there are many beauties in Tianxian Pond, all of them are full of heavenly courts, and they are all good seedlings, haha, when you enter the banquet, you must catch a few and come back to cultivate!" A somewhat obscene old man's voice sounded in his ears.

Wu Heng was taken aback, and still remembered that it was the same voice that answered him before.

He turned his head to look and found that the old flower stick, who had a temperament and a fairy style but was very obscene, was standing beside him, his cloudy eyes were shining, and the target was a black-clothed graceful female monk in the martial arts arena in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's really clumsy, I didn't even notice it before, he actually appeared next to me......"

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