In the land of Kyushu, countless heroes gathered, the younger generation of kings looked down on all living beings, and the fighting spirit was monstrous, this battle of the king was unprecedented, and the number of people who fought for the king in 5,000 years was a thousand times more!

Many people are here to take a look at the Cloud Supreme and see how majestic the Supreme was back then, and become a generation of super powerhouses!

Countless kings with the potential to be crowned kings are unruly, and they fight without saying a word, and the sons of the star lords of some large living planets are even more arrogant, and the holy land has dispatched countless strong people to maintain order, and even invited a god department from the war department to come in person, which is worthy of suppressing the human king and the strong people of the holy clan.

"Du Te Niang, be honest with Lao Tzu, otherwise don't blame this seat for cutting you!" A captain of a large team sneered, although he was only the peak of the Great Emperor, he dared to point at a group of gods and scold, and no one dared to say a word.

Everyone was as quiet as a chilling cicada, most of these invincible kings were in the Tianzun realm, and some of the super powerhouses entered the Great Emperor realm with one blow, and even more, they had surpassed the Great Emperor and become gods, but wherever the war department passed, all the cold sweat floated and hid in the distance.

"Fuck it, a bunch of sissies, what a big piece of shit, make trouble everywhere, I haven't seen you get a supreme king to do it, isn't it great to be crowned a king?

"Now worry about these little guys, wait for them to enter the war department, and see how labor and management abuse them and add to the chaos!" Another captain kicked an arrogant guy next to him, and said with disdain.

Countless young generation powerhouses who came to participate in the War of the King were almost abused and cried by the group of soldiers of the War Department, and they all hid pitifully on the side of the road, looking at the heroes of the War Department with innocent eyes.

The strong man in the Holy Land in the distance sighed secretly, "There is still majesty in the War Department, there are rules under the stick, who doesn't dare to disobey a few slaps, kick away, it's stronger than the Holy Land!"

"No way, who makes the combat power of the War Department so strong! Although these young generations have not yet been crowned kings, their combat power is strong, and their background is even stronger, we can't afford to provoke them, but if the War Department provokes them, who would dare to stumble on Yandao Xing? Unless they don't want to live!" a god smiled bitterly.

"It's too late to say these now, the War Department doesn't recruit gods at all, they all cultivate on their own to avoid internal chaos, but this group of bear children has a bright future, and with the supremes such as Yun Supreme and Xiao Supreme leading the way, it's not so difficult to fight the Nine Heavens!"

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Outside the Fengwang City, the tomb of the Emperor of the Heavenly Seal stands proudly, and passers-by outside the tomb of heroes kneel down one after another, this is the ancestor who sacrificed for the mortal dust five thousand years ago! There are tens of millions of heroic souls sleeping here, and no one dares to blaspheme! The rules set by the Emperor of the Sky back then, Yun Yijian will not violate them.

A brigade of the War Department stood between the Hero's Tomb and the tombstone of the Emperor of Tianfeng, who dared to be disrespectful, and slaughtered it directly, even if the star lord came in person, he didn't dare to say a word more!

However, this place seems to be extraordinarily quiet, and the young kings who have arrived here only hate to be born five thousand years later, otherwise they will be arrogant and fight in the Four Realms, and now they see these dead ancestors, these arrogant young people finally bow their noble heads.

Today's Fengwang City has been expanded dozens of times, comparable to the area of a Qingzhou, but at the same time contains billions of strong people, the main city is still vicissitudes, majestic and monstrous, the Holy Land Holy Lord and the Holy Emperor have already arrived, and can only wait for the Yunyi Sword to come.

At this moment, Yun Yijian was holding tens of thousands of large Qiankun rings in his hand, and the treasures contained in them were too many to count, which was enough to cultivate such a powerful force as half of the war department! If the war department entered the immortal realm and the true demon domain to practice, it would obtain countless treasures, which would be enough to build the war department under the command of the war madman successfully.

Whoa......

The void was shattered, the golden light paved the way, Yun Yijian appeared outside the Fengwang City in an instant, standing in front of the tombstone of the Tianfeng Emperor, and bowed deeply, now his realm is still countless times beyond the Tianfeng Emperor, but in his heart, the Tianfeng Emperor is second only to Zhan Zu and the Curtain Cangtian, except for the two of them, no one can compare.

"Emperor, now the glory of mortal dust is exchanged for your blood and tears! The boy descends and all the souls of the Flood Desolation Universe kneel down to thank the Emperor, may your soul be reincarnated and create more brilliance! If you meet one day, Xiao Jian will do his best to cultivate!" Yun Yijian pounced on his knees, without the slightest pretentiousness, and now he is a true god, and he has long disrespected the sky and does not worship immortals, but the Emperor of Tianfeng is worth kneeling!

Boom Boom Boom ......

As soon as Yun Yijian knelt, the earth shattered, the sky wailed, no one dared to bear Yun Yijian's kneeling, and the Heavenly Dao in the desolate universe did not dare now!

Outside the Fengwang City, full of colors, Shenxia Dao, Yun Yi Sword divine power wrapped, I don't want to destroy the hero's tomb back then, let alone disturb the sleep of the Tianfeng Emperor.

As soon as the Supreme knelt, everyone knelt down, and there was a dead silence for thousands of miles in the Fengwang City, except for the autumn wind, flowers and butterflies dancing, no living beings dared to move a little.

"Get up, all the younger generation are ready to start the battle of the king! Let me see how much progress has been made in the mortal dust after five thousand years, if there is really someone who impresses me, I don't mind accepting him as a disciple and cultivating it with all my might!" Yun Yijian stood up gently, a wisp of green silk covered his face with vicissitudes, and he looked like a face in his early twenties, but his eyes contained the vicissitudes of eternity, and his voice was majestic and monstrous.

Although the soft whisper was like the autumn wind, it spread all over everyone's ears, making Zhuxiong in awe, and when they heard what Yun Yijian said, they were all excited.

Who wouldn't want to become a disciple of Yun Supreme? How many records Yun Yijian has broken, there is no way to know, but except for Mu Cangtian and Zhan Chuqing, he is the one with the strongest combat power, even Xiao Supreme and Mu Tianqian are inferior by half a point.

Yun Yijian didn't look at these geniuses, the most powerful people on the surface, but they might not be able to go to the last step! There are not many disciples! It is enough to select a super genius from among the countless younger generations!

Yun Yijian stepped into the air, stepped on the dragon bowl arranged for himself by the Holy Land, lay on his side slightly, and looked at the three thousand Xuanwu Terrace, which was the first stop of the elimination of the King War.

One thousand golden armor held his head high, standing beside Yun Yijian, his clothes swayed with the wind, arrogant to the sky, and his momentum rushed into the sky, shocking the heroes.

The 300 million young kings all held their life cards in their hands, waiting for the appearance of the opponent, and soon, a pair of talented people appeared on the 3,000 Xuanwu platform, each with monstrous fighting intentions, eager to force their limits out in front of Yun Yijian.

Yun Yijian wrapped the three thousand Xuanwu Tai with a wisp of divine sense, and closed his eyes gently, he didn't have the heart to look at the early battle of these people, if there were good seedlings, he would naturally include them in the war department.

"Let's get started, don't waste time. Yun Yijian lightly issued an order, and suddenly the Xuanwu platform was full of light, the sound was deafening, and the divine sword and demon swords were intertwined, full of momentum.