The years change without mercy.

Including this is the imperial palace, and the same is true. A full half a month's time passed in a flash, and the more time it changes, the more everyone in the entire imperial palace can feel the world. Variety.

In the faint, it seemed that all the energies of the heavens and the earth were flowing, heading towards the core place in the imperial palace, which attracted the attention between the disciples and elders of the temple.

There is no doubt that this is already here... Only when the imperial palace has been opened for time will this change.

Hum!

The bell came out, extremely loud, resounding through the peaks of the whole world.

The land of ten thousand yuan, the imperial palace!

Even if the imperial palace is opened every once in a while, this signal is this Hong Zhong. Eighty-one full times are the taste buds reminding you to gather at the entrance of this imperial palace. Once the eighty-one bells fall, It means that everyone is about to step into it.

The imperial palace opened, how shaken.

The same is true for the major forces in the entire universe, but all of them have sent their respective elite juniors to step here. Everyone understands that once the imperial palace is truly entered, it is possible to reshuffle the strength changes in this junior.

Unpredictable ghosts, the ultimate world!

It is definitely not an exaggeration to describe the imperial palace in this way. In the latter, no one can tell what they will encounter and what sensation it will cause.

However, it is conceivable that there is an unchanging rule in these ages, and if you can live out of it, you have already made enough progress. The more you go, the greater the gain.

Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many young generations of Tianjiao set foot here to write their own legends, but today’s turn belongs to the generation of Meng Fan!

Temple, a deep hall.

The light here is dim and the breath is suppressed. No one can look at it at all. Under this light, one can see a figure standing facing the two of them, with terrifying breath and indifferent eyebrows, which is surprisingly confused.

"No, this thing... Take it well!"

With the palms open, two jade pendants appeared in his hands, and they were picked up by two young men. If anyone could see the faces of these two people, it would be extremely shocking.

Because here is more than just chaos, the other two are the two emperors, with great fame, one of them is Zhao Family Zhao Wudi, the other is Liu Family Emperor, Liu Changsheng!

The great emperors of the Golden Twelve League, that one is not the real Tianjiao of the Ten Thousand Races, and possesses a shocking secret method that can suppress the peers of an era.

The emperor of the three tribes, the secret is here.

I have to say that this in itself is enough to make people tremble, and at the same time the chaotic voice is slowly coming out.

"The time is still too tight. Others cannot be refined. There is only this piece of god-chasing jade, and the aura covered on it belongs to Meng Fan. As long as you step into it, you can use this god-chasing jade to sense Meng Fan’s position I don't need to talk about it.

Remember, this guy is very scheming and has been listed as the top priority in my family intelligence. I don’t know how many times I have escaped from danger. So once I face him, I will wait for the three of them to gather everything at any position. Action Thunder, fighting for a siege is to make him fall, this time he should not have such good luck anymore"

The tone is indifferent and murderous.

On the side of it, Zhao Wudi and Liu Changsheng nodded and sneered.

"We won't make the mistakes of those old guys. With this thing, Meng Fan has nowhere to hide. Seeing that he can find out what kind of rescuers in the imperial palace, he must have no way to go to heaven and no way to go down to earth! "

"well!"

Chao Mi made a point, and then said,

"And you remember... I don't just want Meng Fan alone, but also the people beside him, the brave kid, and Bai Shui'er... don't exist anymore..."

In the ancient palace, there is only endless darkness around, and the old man sitting cross-legged in the center suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, staring at a gray-robed young figure not far away, and said hoarsely,

"Go, as the old man said... That's it!"

"understand!"

The gray-robed youth nodded, expressionless, his whole body did not have any emotional fluctuations, like a machine, cold and terrifying, slowly withdrew from this ancient hall, but before leaving the hall, his fingers were gently Trembling.

And if the young generation of the temple saw this scene, they would be extremely frightened, because they knew too much who this person was, and this kind of action was the first sign that this person wanted to kill.

There have been three hundred and fifty-eight times before, and each time represents the completion of a mission sent by the temple, and there is a person, even.... A group of people dissipated and died completely.

Not only in these two places, but even more so in other places. There is no doubt that the imperial palace is about to open, and naturally everyone can't sit still. In the places outside the imperial palace, vitality flickers. Fighting vigorously.

In a certain corner, a wave of vitality emerged, flashing like a shooting star, including the woman in red who had appeared before, etc., all acting separately, and aura surged, there are a few unknown, but faint The breath that doesn't lose to the woman in red is also in it, all in... Prepare quietly!

Here is a gathering of powerhouses representing the qualifications of the Golden Twelve League, and there are also major penance juniors in the temple. They are about to step into it. Each tribe has fifteen places, plus the temple, a total of only two About a hundred.

No matter who knows this, it is almost a collection of the strongest juniors in the world today. It almost covers an era, and centuries-old talents are gathered here.

This is what a great handwriting. Looking at the heavens and the earth, I am afraid that only the temple has this kind of appeal, and the attraction of the imperial palace is really huge.

And under such circumstances, this scene can be said to have gathered the juniors of this world and the whole era stepping into this imperial palace. If they collide, then it will inevitably be extremely fierce.

Any battle is a duel of Tianjiao, frightening the ages.

Just when these heroes were in riots, the mountain range that belonged to the old man in the capital was quite calm.

Both Bai Shui'er and Cao Qiushui came out of the retreat, and their qi and blood reached the peak, shocking the void, and the benefits they received during these few days were extremely significant.

The two of them are now waiting quietly outside a hall, looking at it with some hesitation.

Accompanied by the sound of the bell, it was thirty full times, and a little half of the time passed. However, at the place where Meng Fan was retreating, it was motionless, and there was no sound, which made both of them extremely nervous.

After all, under this kind of juncture, there should never be any changes.

In the secret room, a figure stood, not moving, like a silent old monk, holding a token in his palm, not who Meng Fan could be.

For half a month, his mental power was integrated into the token of the emperor's way, and his whole body was motionless, and if he carefully sensed it, he found that Meng Fan's soul was already in danger, and only the last breath of life was in this body. , Like a dying person, may break at any time.

The artifact spirit contained in the imperial way was too domineering and fierce. During this period of time, almost all of Meng Fan's mental power was almost exhausted and the loss was huge.

There is no doubt that this is undoubtedly putting Meng Fan into the most terrible crisis, thinking for a living, thinking for death... . There is no second choice!

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