Originally.

Every year, the warriors who participate in the selection of the mountain gate are less than 10,000 people, and more than 50,000 or 60,000.

Those who can enter the mountains and forests, fight all the way, and get tokens are naturally the strongest. And the strongest more than 100 people, after a battle, selected the three strongest ones. Only inner disciples will be qualified to enter the imperial tomb to cultivate in the future, and enter the Tibetan scripture building to study martial arts.

As for the outer disciples, the treatment is very different.

Of course.

If you are a nobleman and have infinite backers behind you, you may also challenge the inner disciples in the future and replace them.

"Something is wrong!"

Yang Mucheng drank wine and narrowed his eyes.

"Holy Lord, how could something be wrong?" Gong Shaohai couldn't help but ask.

"Think about it from another perspective, if you are the emperor of the Holy Ape Dynasty. Do you want your sect to train so many masters every year? If these masters are all from their own country, they can also be added to the rank of official in the future. But if it is a royal and noble from the outside world, who is completely out of his control, will you cultivate these people?" Yang Mucheng said with squinted eyes.

Gong Shaohai pondered for a while and shook his head decisively. "No!"

Yang Mucheng smiled but did not speak.

This is the wrong place, only when you are in a high position can you feel the strangeness of this Heavenly Palace.

"It seems that this time the Tuotian Palace and his party are hundreds of times more complicated than I imagined!"

"This Heavenly Palace is like an altar, which attracts strong people from the thirty-six countries to enter it continuously. This is like raising Gu, screening the most suitable person from among these many powerhouses!"

"It's none of me, though. ”

"After getting the second layer of Battle Spirit and the Imperial Tomb, I will retreat and leave here!"

......

Three days later.

The sky was still bright, and countless people came out of Zhengyang City. They waited eagerly, their eyes fixed on the horizon, as if they were waiting for something. But I saw that the city wall like a road was empty, but few people dared to stand.

There was only a gilded carriage, standing still.

is worthy of being the crown prince of the Tianhu Dynasty, his set of cars was smashed by Yang Mucheng, and in just three days, not only was it restored, but also thirty-six big demons were used as mounts. Rows of golden-armored guards sat on the big demon, waiting eagerly.

Originally.

When the first rays of the sun set on the city wall, it was the signal to open the mountain gate.

Everyone wanted to be the first to reach the Tuotian Palace.

At this time, it is natural to get as far forward as possible.

However, due to the existence of Fang Baiyu, no one dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool. Under the city wall, the corpses of the hundreds of warriors who tried to stand on the city wall in vain were the best warning.

"This white feather is too domineering, and he has occupied the entire city wall!"

Someone is not reconciled.

"What's the way, who made him the crown prince? He was born more noble than us people! Why didn't Old Demon Yang come?" the man said, as if he remembered something, and couldn't help but look around. "Could it be that Old Demon Yang didn't dare to come, right?"

"That's nature. No matter how powerful he is, he doesn't dare to claim to be superior. This Yang Old Demon, before he entered the Heavenly Palace, attracted three strong enemies, whether it was Fang Baiyu, or Lin Ao, or Ziyang Zhenren, whose opponent was he? If I were him, I would definitely return to the Great Qian Dynasty as soon as possible and be my own soil emperor with peace of mind!" someone shook his head and said.

Of course.

The fact that one of the protagonists of the battle in Zhengyang City that day was actually absent not only attracted everyone's attention and speculation, but also made Fang Baiyu a little surprised.

"Old Devil Yang, that kid didn't come?"

"Prince. Yang Mucheng is certainly the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, but after leaving the Great Qian Dynasty, how many people still hold him and coax him? He has no backers and no power in this Holy Ape Dynasty, how dare he argue with you? How dare he participate in this mountain gate selection competition, maybe he will return to China a long time ago!" said a golden-armored guard with a smile.

Fang Baiyu's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Old Demon Yang is not a character who is so easy to give up, these three **** have never been out of the city at all, presumably he is bound to join Tuotian Palace this time!"

As he was speaking, Fang Baiyu's face turned pale and said:

"It's coming!"

At this moment, everyone felt a tidal aura, emanating from the center of Zhengyang City.

The imperial sedan chair that held up the sky was suspended by the ancestor of Longtang, as if gods and demons had descended.

And the place where the imperial sedan chair landed is where the city wall is located.

"Will there be another fight?"

At this moment, everyone nervously looked ahead.

Fang Baiyu was extremely domineering.

This city wall has already been regarded as his own territory, as the so-called mountain does not tolerate two tigers, how can this position accommodate the two of them? Some people have no doubt that Fang Baiyu will directly take action and knock down Yang Mucheng's imperial sedan chair and prevent him from settling on the city wall.

"Prince, don't you do it?"

The gold-armored guards also clenched their swords at their waists, waiting for orders.

"Why do you have to do it at this time?" Fang Baiyu narrowed his eyes and sneered: "The mountain gate is about to be opened, although His Highness is ten out of ten sure that he will obtain the token." But among these tens of thousands of warriors, there may also be people who have hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and His Highness doesn't want to miss this opportunity!"

"Yes!"

The golden-armored guard nodded, letting go of the long knife in his hand.

Under the gaze of a bunch of eyes, this gorgeous imperial sedan chair slowly fell on the city wall.

"Haha, Old Demon Yang, His Royal Highness thought that you had escaped, but I didn't expect you to stay in the city and dare to participate in the mountain gate of Tuotian Palace, don't you know the word death, how to write it?" Fang Baiyu laughed loudly.

"I've been acting all my life, so why do I have to explain it to you?" Yang Mucheng squinted.

Fang Baiyu sneered and shook his head: "Old Demon Yang, you really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. Believe it or not, His Highness is here and will end you completely?"

"Just you?"

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, which is perfectly interpreted at this moment.

Between the two of them, a strong smell of gunpowder spread out. This scene made many warriors tremble in fright and hurriedly retreated. I saw that with the city wall as the center, the warriors in all directions actually retreated together, for fear that once the two of them fought, they would be affected by the fish pond!

"If you don't believe it, Your Highness will give it a try with you!"

Fang Baiyu clenched his fists.

A violent aura erupted rapidly. The terrifying wave of air, the illusion of invisible sound waves swept away to the extreme.

"In that case, I'll kill you in this Zhengyang City!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes were cold, and a force that was not inferior to Fang Baiyu surged rapidly, and the two violent forces quickly slapped together. At this moment, even the space was squeezed by these two forces, and there was a 'crackling' sound.

The eyes of everyone looking at both sides became blurred and distorted at this moment.

Just when this terrifying aura reached its commanding heights.

In the Heavenly Palace——

The mountain gate is open!

(End of chapter)