Villain Fantasies: The Empress Takes My Opportunity From My Mother's Womb

The record is broken!

The youth who came out of the bitter cold land completed the eight-story challenge of the Lingyun Pagoda with the fastest time in history.

Officially obtained the seat of the Son of God.

As for the phantom of the young emperor on the ninth floor, it is indeed possible to win with the help of the teacher, but doing so will inevitably arouse suspicion from the outside world.

Instead of taking risks, it is better to accept as soon as it is good. The resources possessed by the Holy Son are enough for him to rise from the humble at the fastest speed.

"Enjoy the glory that belongs to you." The old man's voice revealed exhaustion.

Obviously, the way of possessing and fighting consumes a lot of his soul power.

If it wasn't about his disciple's future, the old man would not easily use his original power.

"The challenge period is one year."

"After getting started, I have a year to become stronger, and I might be able to defeat the ninth-floor Shaodi Xuying by then."

Having experienced the warmth and bitterness of the human world, Mu Fan is very clear that everything today is due to his excellent martial arts talent.

Be prepared for danger in times of peace, he will not forget everything he has suffered just because of the title of a mere holy son.

"Look, I will step by step reach a height that you cannot reach."

"Your cynicism will become the driving force for me to keep moving forward."

The birth of the Holy Son is no small matter for any force.

Of course, it wouldn't be too exaggerated, there are currently eight holy sons in Tiandao Palace.

Including Mu Fan, it happened to be the nine sons of heaven in this era.

For the illusory position of Son of God, the nine will have a bloody fight.

Winners have everything, losers never stand a chance.

"Brother Mufan."

"Brother Mu Fan is really amazing."

"Mufan."

"Mufan."

"Mufan."

As soon as he walked out of the Lingyun Pagoda, he was completely overwhelmed by the violent noise.

As the upstart of Tiandaozong, he should be sought after by people.

The other eight saint sons are also in a similar situation.

"Mufan step forward." At this moment, the majestic voice of the law enforcement elder sounded.

The crowd that had gathered suddenly dispersed, for fear that if they took a step too slowly, they would be recorded in the notebook by the disciples of the Law Enforcing Hall.

Silently heaving a sigh of relief, Mu Fan had a smug smile on his face, like a star walking on the red carpet that everyone was looking forward to.

However, the unexpected noise suddenly interrupted his most enjoyable moment.

"Everyone, look at the mountain gate."

"Oh my god, is that a mortal army? How can it have such power?"

"What a terrifying battle, who is it?"

"Red Flag Black Armor. I know, it's the Buddha Black Armor Army that runs across the northern border!"

Escorting the eldest son to study, of course, the battle cannot be ignored.

With a team of 1000 people, even if the Martial Emperor Realm powerhouses come, they can be killed by horses.

Such a terrifying army, one can imagine what kind of impact it would have on a group of low-level disciples.

Then the person sitting in the sedan chair was even more curious by the disciples.

"Futu Heijia, could it be that Qilin from the legend?"

"No way, you mean that the son of the Northern Realm, the peerless arrogance who has the inheritance of the Qing Emperor?!"

"Why does such a person go out to study? The martial arts inherited by Emperor Qing is enough for him to study for a lifetime."

"You idiot, think about our Heavenly Dao Palace, and the city of Jukang in the north, think about it carefully."

"Damn it, you mean."

"Shh, stop talking about these things."

In the distance, Mu Fan, who had just walked halfway, was neither advancing nor retreating at this moment.

In the end, he could only stand awkwardly under the steps, looking at the hustle and bustle in the distance.

Just like when countless low-level disciples looked at him a few minutes ago.

He clenched his fist subconsciously, and an unknown fire suddenly sprang up from the bottom of his heart.

No matter who the visitor was, Mu Fan knew clearly that he hated that person very much.

[Ding~ Found the son of luck. 】

[Successfully disturb the mood of the child of luck, reward 30 points of destiny. 】

"what?"

Just as he was about to get off the carriage, Su Beimu suddenly stopped, with obvious excitement on his face.

Unexpectedly, there is still a child of luck hidden in the Tiandao Palace. It seems that the study career in the past few years should not be lonely.

Feeling the gaze cast from a distance, Su Beimu calmed down and walked all the way to the high platform with firm steps.

"Disciple Su Beimu, I pay my respects to all the elders."

Neither humble nor overbearing, with a gentle and sharp attitude.

Against the backdrop of many Buddha black armored troops, the courage of the young prince was no less than that of the elders on the stage.

"What a unicorn."

Under the eyes of countless murderous eyes, the law enforcement elder smiled awkwardly, unable to show the majesty he should have on weekdays.

Seeing this, Shizi raised his hand with a smile, and the murderous aura lingering above his head disappeared immediately.

This is the strict military discipline of the Futu Heijia Army.

Even if they knew they were invincible, as long as the son gave the order, they would immediately swing their butcher knives at the Tiandao Palace in front of them.

Being able to come to preside over the new disciple's tower challenge shows that the status of the elders present is not very high, and there is no need to care about it as the son of Subei Mu.

What really deserves his attention are the Twelve Peaks of Heavenly Dao, those peak masters all hold real power, and they are all powerful in the Martial Emperor Realm with extraordinary combat power.

In addition, it is necessary to count the contemporary Nine Sons of Heaven, and Su Beimu needs to compete with these older young warriors.

There is also the newly discovered son of luck, that is, the young man with bad eyes beside him.

【Name: Mu Fan】

【Fate: Earthfire Mingyi (Gold), Changing Fate Against the Heavens (Red)】

[Destiny value: 12850]

[Realm: Chakra Realm Peak]

[combat power evaluation: Tianjiao]

Depending on the growth process, the destiny value of the protagonists will fluctuate greatly.

Being able to accumulate more than 1 points of destiny shows that Mu Fan has already grown up as the protagonist of luck.

In contrast, Qin Feng, who fled far away from the capital, and the younger sister of the Empress, who went out to study, are both still in the early stages of development.

His cultivation level may not be lower than Mu Fan's, but his accumulation is far from reaching his own level.

"Looking at it this way, the older Mu Fan is not as powerful as those two."

[Dihuo Mingyi: Born with a body free from fire, he has an extraordinary affinity for flames. 】

[Changing fate against the sky: accepting the precepts as a master, there is a world in your belly. 】

It also has two fates.

The former is born with a Lihuo body, and is definitely an excellent fire attribute kung fu user.

The latter's predestined relationship with the ring teacher reminded Su Beimu of the classic ring grandpa opening.

"Let me just say, the golden finger of the protagonist of luck, how could there be no opportunity for the grandfather to appear on the stage."

Glancing at Mu Fan next to him, he looked playfully at the ring on the young man's hand.

Seeing this, the son of luck's heart beat a little faster.

Fortunately, he has long been out of immaturity. Although he was flustered in his heart, he didn't show any strangeness on the surface, and he could even squeeze out a sincere smile from the corner of his mouth.

"hypocritical."

Su Beimu ignored him, and turned to look at the white-robed Taoist leader, Yan Fenglou, who appeared in the arena at some time.