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Jing Ming smiled, didn't say much, just stood behind Zheng Ming.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Zheng Ming turned his attention to the Xianlan Emperor Capital again.

At this time, there was a panic in Xianlan Emperor Capital.

Thousands of monster cavalry gathered outside the city, flying boats shuttled continuously in the sky, and continuous streamers flew towards them.

Such a scene of the coming of the great enemy made many residents in the capital of Xianlan Emperor feel uneasy and flustered.

The Zijin Palace is also full of oppressive atmosphere.

All the court eunuchs bowed their heads and did not dare to speak, and even did not dare to breathe.

Outside the main hall, a large number of courtiers stood in Shiping Square with dignified expressions.

They looked into the palace gate from time to time, but it was a pity that the palace gate was filled with darkness and there was no figure.

An atmosphere of uneasiness and panic lingers in everyone's heart.

suddenly.

In the hall, a vague figure slowly walked out.

Sikongshang stood in front of the palace gate, looking up at the scorching sun in the sky and the streamer of light that shuttled back and forth, his expression did not fluctuate.

"All here?"

He said flatly.

"Meet Your Majesty!" The ministers bowed.

Sikong still lowered his head, his eyes swept over the courtiers, and finally fixed on Li Chengyang.

"Didn't expect you to come back?"

He said.

Li Chengyang said with a bitter smile, "Does Your Majesty look down on this old man?"

"No, it's not that I look down on you, it's just human nature." Sikong Shang said.

Li Chengyang looked up at him, and said with a complicated expression: "The old man started at a young age. He was originally a villager. He should have died at the mouth of monsters. Fortunately, His Majesty Linhuang came to rescue him."

"After Emperor Lin ascended the throne, he regarded this old man as a brother and treated him with sincerity. This old man is very grateful."

"When Lin Huang's life ends, I entrust the old man with the thousands of years of inheritance of the Xianlan Dynasty."

"The kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and I have to repay it. This is human nature."

He looked at Sikong Shang and said slowly.

Linhuang, formerly known as Sikong Lin, was the No.20 third emperor of the Xianlan Dynasty.

And Sikong Shang is the No. 20 seventh emperor of the Xianlan Dynasty.

Si Kongshang thinks that it is natural for Li Chengyang to abandon the Xianlan Dynasty at this time, but Li Chengyang is telling him that people have feelings, even if thousands of years have passed, the feelings are still there.

Sikong Shang looked at him, nodded slightly, and said: "I blamed you."

Since then.

He looked up at the sky again, the brilliant sun.

The scorching sun was like a fire, wantonly swaying the light and heat that belonged directly to him.

"Let's go, it's time for us to meet the guests."

After all, he moved and floated into the air.

Li Chengyang took a deep breath and followed closely.

After the rest of the courtiers looked at each other in blank dismay, they also followed.

Outside the capital of Xianlan Emperor.

Zheng Ming was still sitting on the bow of the spaceship.

When he saw Sikong Shang coming from the sky, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"It is really an honor for the Xianlan Dynasty that you all come to our Xianlan Emperor Capital together."

Sikong Shang came up to him, stared at Zheng Ming and the others, and said with a serious expression.

Zheng Ming stood up and stretched his stiff body.

"It shouldn't be an honor."

"Hehe, Your Majesty Sikong, I believe you know the purpose of our coming here."

"If you don't have any other helpers, then we're going to do it."

He said with a smile.

Sikong Shang has already shown up, the rest is simple, as long as Sikong Shang is killed, then all the things he was worried about will no longer exist.

As for whether Sikong Shang can be killed!

Do not make jokes.

Although Sikong still has the ninth level of the emperor's Qi Refining Art, compared with Zheng Ming, he is still far behind.

"This is the first battle, let the old man come first!" Li Chengyang suddenly walked up to Sikong Shang and said.

Sikong Shang glanced at him, shook his head slightly, and said, "Don't worry."

At this moment, Zheng Ming frowned slightly, and looked towards the east.

A pool of azure blue water drifted from between the sky and clouds, and the cool wind filled the air with a strong water spirit, making the scorching sun in the sky gentle.

The azure blue waves poured down from the clouds, and they came to everyone in the blink of an eye.

Above the waves, stood a slender figure.

Jingming behind Zheng Ming saw this, paused, and said, "Your Majesty, it's the baby white dragon."

"Baby White Dragon!"

Jing Ming is one of the two immortal-level powerhouses of the Sea-Monster Clan in the Eastern Sky Territory, and the other is Yingbailong.

However, the monster clan in the Eastern Heaven Region never intervenes in the battles between human races, so why did the baby white dragon appear here?

Zheng Ming was a little surprised.

But that was not the only thing that surprised him.

A wisp of black cloud floated in from the south, covering the sky and the sun, dimming the surrounding hundreds of miles of sky in the blink of an eye.

An illusory figure appeared in the dark clouds, like a ghost, making it hard to see clearly.

"It's the Ghost Venerable of Southern Heaven." Ye Dao said.

Immediately afterwards, the other two demon venerables from the Eastern Sky Territory came hand in hand.

For a moment, above the Xianlan Emperor Capital, many majestic auras surged, making everyone feel depressed for a while.

Chapter 673 The Emperor Showdown

"It turned out to be well prepared, interesting, interesting!"

Zheng Ming looked at the unexpected people who came one after another, and said with a smile.

Xuan Qing frowned.

Before Dali's rise, there were thirteen immortal-level powerhouses in the entire fairyland, including eight from the Central Heaven Region, four from the Monster Clan in the Eastern Heaven Region, and the Ghost Venerable from the Southern Heaven Region.

In the fairy land, the human race has always been the most powerful protagonist, neither the monster race nor the ghosts can affect the human race's territory.

It stands to reason that the Yaozu and the ghost masters of the Southern Heaven Territory should avoid the battle in the Central Heaven Territory, but why are they coming here one after another now.

What price did Sikong Shang pay to get their help?

Four immortal-level powerhouses landed in front of Sikong Shang, and even Li Chengyang was shocked.

He also didn't understand how Sikong Shang invited these four people here.

"Welcome." Sikong Shang looked at the four of them and said calmly.

There was no emotion in his tone.

"I hope His Majesty Sikong will not violate our agreement." Gui Zun said in a cold voice, his whole body was filled with dark clouds.

Sikong Shang nodded slightly, and said: "As long as you help me block them, I will give you what you want."

It was not without price that he could invite these four.

And the price is beyond anyone's imagination.

"Then let's get started." The Winged Tiger Demon Venerable of Eastern Tianyu turned to look at the flying boat where Zheng Ming was.

The Winged Tiger Monster Clan belongs to the Two-Winged Tiger Monster Clan. It is extremely powerful and is known as the strongest of the Monster Clan.

"The other party has five immortal-level powerhouses, and we are also five, which is just right." Yingbailong has a delicate face, his hair is draped behind him like waves, and his handsome face is always smiling, giving people a very special feeling. Gentle feeling, but his vertical child betrayed his nature.

The Jiuying family is an ancient fierce beast that is good at the way of water and fire. It has nine heads, so it is called Jiuying.

Immediately, they released a ferocious aura, and the majestic and ferocious aura permeated the air, the sky and the earth changed color, and the scorching sun dimmed.

Looking at the majestic four, Zheng Ming sneered.

"Dao Zun, Lord Ye, how about sweeping the array for Dali?"

Xuan Qing and Ye Dao looked at him in surprise.

"Does His Majesty Li Huang not need us to take action?" Xuan Qing asked.

"Not yet." Zheng Ming said with a smile.

"It's time for everyone to see my Dali's strength, otherwise any cat or dog would dare to provoke me Dali, I'm really distressed."

He said in a cold voice.

Xuan Qing nodded thoughtfully.

Zheng Ming took a step forward, stepped out of the flying boat, and his slender body strode across the air.

Ao Bing, Lei Zhenzi, and Jing Ming followed closely behind, spreading their aura at the same time.

For a moment, above the sky, the breath surged to fight, the wind howled, and the wind gusts.

"Lihuang, aren't you being too arrogant?"

The Shuangyi Huzun looked at Zheng Ming, his rough face was full of ferocity.

His burly body, even standing there, gave off an extremely ferocious feeling.

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "Is it too big? No, I haven't."

"Three-on-five, it's really inappropriate. After all, you are all famous figures in the fairy land, so doing this seems a bit contemptuous of you."

"Hehe, since that's the case, then I'm looking for two of you."

After all, he waved his hand.

The portals of the yin and yang realms are slowly opening.

Inside the gate of the underworld, ghostly air lingers and the wind blows.

Inside the portal of the Yang Realm, fairy spirits permeated the air, and there was a gentle breeze.

The two portals were presented in front of everyone, which immediately surprised everyone.

This is the first time that the two realms of yin and yang are presented to the world.

Although the two worlds of Yin and Yang are very similar to Dongtian, they are very different from Dongtian.

Wan Gui slowly came out from the underworld, he glanced at the opposite Gui Zun, then came to Zheng Ming, bowed and said: "See you, Your Majesty."

Zheng Ming nodded slightly.

Since then.

Wen Zhong came out from the Yang Realm, wearing a crimson official robe, his face was not angry but majestic.

"Wei Chen greets His Majesty."

Zheng Ming nodded again.