I have a magic pot

After all, the scene of a Hongwu-level late-stage great power dying physically was really too terrifying.

But at this moment, the golden holy dragon looked at Han Feng with gratitude in his eyes, and quietly transmitted the voice.

"Han Feng, thank you very much, if it wasn't for your help, I would have made a breakthrough.

This time, the Great Yan Empire might really want to be removed from the four great powers, and the consequences would be disastrous. "

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Facing the sound transmission thank you from the golden holy dragon, Han Feng also secretly responded: "Senior Shenglong, there is no need to say thanks between you and me."

Han Feng and Jin Shenglong met when they were in their infancy.

The other party did not bully him because he was weak, but gave Han Feng a lot of help, in Han Feng's heart.

The latter is a trustworthy teacher and a close friend.

And the other party also trusts him immensely.

Before the imperial qualifying match, the golden dragon was willing to plant a seal in Han Feng's body.

Even if this seal was planted, Han Feng could wipe him out in a single thought, and he chose to believe it.

The reason why Han Feng did this was naturally to save the golden holy dragon. After he planted the golden holy dragon and sealed it, he directly collected it into the ancient bronze temple.

He also used the remaining Chaos Essence to heal the golden holy dragon.

The other party had already touched the threshold of the Hongwu class peak, but because of too many old troubles and injuries on his body, it hindered his promotion.

And the essence of Chaos Qi is the most miraculous power in the world, which can even reshape Dao Foundation, let alone solve these hidden wounds.

As expected, in the ancient bronze temple, within a month, the golden holy dragon used the essence of chaos to heal the injuries on his body, and once again gained an astonishing understanding.

And on the eve of the Lingwu Conference, he broke through the shackles and entered the peak of Hongwu.

The unconditional trust between the two parties has brought about today's turning point!

After hearing Han Feng's words, Golden Shenglong also smiled, but he was still a little worried.

"The situation of the Great Yan Empire is stable now, and the test of the Qianlan Empire is not small, and I can't act on behalf of you."

Although the Golden Shenglong disregarded the attitude of the Tianyuan Dynasty, he openly sided with the Qianlan Empire.

However, in the imperial qualifying competition, the representatives of their own country cannot take action for other countries.

Hearing this, Han Feng said with a smile: "Senior, you have already cleared away so many obstacles for me, leave the rest to us."

On the eve of the Empire Ranking Tournament, Han Feng had already expected that the two countries would be targeted, and he had already discussed countermeasures with the Golden Dragon.

Previously, the Golden Saint Dragon played in the battle, pretending to be weak, and the first battle was weaker than the first battle.

Its purpose is to attract all the chess pieces arranged by the Tianyuan Dynasty and suppress them one by one.

Especially Kong Fang who appeared last, this person should be the last killer move arranged by the Tianyuan Dynasty.

However, the golden holy dragon who had stepped into the peak of the Hongwu class cut off his flesh on the spot with the help of the ancient copper coin sword that Han Feng lent him.

In this way, the Golden Sacred Dragon not only traumatized Xingyue, You Tian, ​​and the two great powers.

It made them unable to challenge again, and it also played a deterrent effect of killing chickens and monkeys.

Everything has met Han Feng's expectations.

After a long time, when everyone gradually woke up from the shock just now.

Huangfusheng raised his hand and took another huge mountain suspended in the sky, which was used as a ring, and spoke again.

"The next step is the challenge from the second most powerful country in the mainland. The one who accepts the challenge is the Qianlan Empire. You can challenge yourself!"

As Huangfu Sheng's voice fell, the eyes of representatives from all sides hung on the mountains.

They couldn't help but look at the Qianlan Empire, at the two representatives, Han Feng and King Ying.

Of course, they would also unconsciously look at the golden holy dragon standing beside Han Feng, carrying an ancient copper coin sword, with a cold face!

"This……"

It was completely different from the expected scene where all the heroes rose together to overthrow the older generation of overlords.

After experiencing the shocking reversal of the Great Yan Empire just now, these strong men, except for the deterrence of the golden dragon.

There are also some secretly jealous of the background of the four great powers, worrying whether the Qianlan Empire will come out like this.

However, the representatives of the Qianlan Empire are only King Ying and Han Feng, and both of them are newly promoted powerful men who have proved Hongwu in recent years.

Although Han Feng had amazing combat power before entering Hongwu, but now, he has only entered the early stage of Hongwu, so how strong can he be?

After some thinking, everyone present gradually came to their senses, and their eyes became hot again.

Under the so-called heavy reward, there must be a brave man. Among these representatives of the empire, which one is not a strong man who has survived life and death and escaped from death.

Naturally, he would not be easily scared off and give up this opportunity to "change fate against the sky".

Finally, a figure stood out from the crowd.

This person has a red beard and beard, a face like a jujube, and a burly figure. It is the Taoist Nuyan from the Huoyun Kingdom.

He appeared directly above the main peak, and cupped his fists towards the Qianlan Empire.

"Under the flames of Huoyun Kingdom's national teacher, I came to challenge the representative of your country. I have heard the name of Qianlan Empire's strong man for a long time, and I hope to teach you a thing or two."

This Nuyan is also an upright person, he doesn't care too much about gains and losses.

He didn't even think about being able to replace the Qianlan Empire, and he was kind of sincerely asking for advice.

Seeing this situation, Han Feng and Ying Wang looked at each other.

Ying Wang, who had already been itchy for a long time, rubbed his hands and stepped up to the ring.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Fury Flame also proved Dao Hongwu a year ago, and the time when this king broke through to the God Void Realm is almost the same. You and I can learn from each other."

Hearing this, Fu Yan's eyes lit up.

"What the prince said is exactly what he wants."

Immediately, the two began to fight against each other on the ring.

That angry flame is proficient in the law of fire element, and is quite tyrannical with his profound fire secret technique.

And the fighting style is fierce. Among the strong at the beginning of the Hongwu class, he is not considered weak.

But in comparison, King Ying is obviously stronger. The talent of King Ying's divine sense is one of the best in the entire Qianlan Empire.

And the background of the Qianlan Empire is far from comparable to that of the Huoyun Kingdom, and in addition to the ruins of the Martial God Clan this time.

The Qianlan Empire obtained many imperial martial arts and secret techniques, and King Ying also practiced several powerful methods.

At this moment, he can finally fight heartily.

Seven seven and forty-nine flying swords, with countless illusions, exploded with extraordinary power like arms and fingers, and won the victory by absolute advantage.

If it wasn't for the sake of being handsome, and ignited a Huazi in the middle, the battle would be won faster.

At the end of the battle, Taoist Fuyan, whose body was covered with scars and whose complexion was slightly pale, clasped his fists at King Ying, and said sincerely: "The Qianlan Empire is well-deserved, I have surrendered."

After all, he flew directly back to the Fire Cloud Nation camp.

As soon as Nuyan left the field, an old man with a silver beard from Shifang Kingdom immediately chose to play.

"Your Highness King Ying, please enlighten me."

The silver-bearded old man is also a newcomer to the Void Realm, and he controls twelve "Silver Needle Weapons", and his methods are strange and vicious, quite powerful.

But in the end he still lost to King Ying.

In the end, a seductive young woman from Baiyue Kingdom entered the battle.

This woman has a hot figure and is dressed boldly. She is wearing a fiery red short skirt, which completely exposes a pair of snow-white thighs.

The neckline has extremely low slits, and with a little movement, you can see the turbulent waves, ready to come out.

However, King Ying liked this one the most. When he saw this woman's coquettish energy, he almost burst into tears.

Especially before the other party started the battle with him, he gave him a charming smile and bowed gracefully to salute.

At that moment, the waves were turbulent, and the white waves were rolling, which almost made King Ying's eyes pop out.

No, this woman looks seductive and charming, but she is a strong person who is good at surprise attacks. The weapons are a pair of blood-colored short blades on the index fingers of both hands, and her movement is as fast as lightning.

At the moment King Ying lost his mind and shot, he suddenly broke through King Ying's defense and shot from close quarters.

A pair of bloody daggers intertwined, directly and fiercely inserted between King Ying's legs.

"Pfft...!"

Even Han Feng was taken aback by the sudden change.

Many men present clamped their legs tightly, gasping for air.

However, in the end, what everyone expected was unexpected.

King Ying actually resisted the opponent's blade, spit out a flying sword, and sent the woman flying, and then a series of bombardments, defeated the bewildered woman on the spot.

After winning the victory, King Ying looked at his tattered underpants and sneered triumphantly.

"Hmph... Fortunately, the king was prepared and prepared a pair of ancient treasure pants, otherwise, you, a witch, would really hurt the foundation of the king."

The audience was stunned, and Han Feng also gave King Ying a thumbs up.

With the end of this battle, the expressions of the representatives of various countries looking at King Ying also became dignified.

Only then did they realize that they had somewhat underestimated His Royal Highness the Prince of the Qianlan Empire.

This person's strength, even in the early stages of the God Void Realm, is at the top level.

Perhaps, this person is the main combat force sent by the Qianlan Empire this time, and Han Feng should not be afraid of him if he is brought down.

With this thought in mind, Ying Wang, who had won three games in a row, was already sweating, and his breath was a little vain.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a purple robe and golden crown with an extraordinary bearing stepped into the battlefield in one step.

"Your Highness King Ying, I'm also here to ask for advice."

As soon as this person entered the venue, there was a lot of discussion immediately.

"It's True Monarch Futu!"

"This strong man, one of the Nine Great Loose Cultivators, finally couldn't sit still."

This time, in the imperial qualifying competition, the nine casual cultivators were also invited by some countries at a huge cost.

Because in the ruins of the Martial God Clan, two loose cultivators fell, and now there are only seven of the nine great loose cultivators left.

This Futu Zhenjun is one of them. He has the initial stage of the Hongwu class and is only one step away from entering the middle stage of the Hongwu class. He is a veteran powerhouse.

Facing this long-established rogue cultivator in mainland China, King Ying restrained his initial laughter and turned serious.

The two started fighting in an instant, and King Ying still faced the enemy with 49 golden flying swords.

Unexpectedly, Zhenjun Futu held a black nine-story pagoda and released a burst of black light, covering those flying swords and greatly reducing their speed.

True Monarch Buddha himself held a golden sword, attacking frantically, sharp in offense and defense.

King Ying was forced to use all means, retreating steadily, with several scars appearing on his body.

I thought that King Ying would fight to the death with Zhenjun Futu to defend the position of the empire.

Unexpectedly, Ying Wang, who was not long after falling into the wind, put away the flying sword, turned around and jumped out of the ring.

"Damn, I won't fight anymore, I've surrendered, brother Han, the idea is tough, you go!"

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On the Hanging Mountain arena, seeing King Ying who had put away the flying sword and ran out of the arena, and Zhenjun Futu who was gaining the upper hand, he was stunned.

The others were also speechless for a while, is this the representative of the Qianlan Empire?

Although the strength is quite strong, the courage and courage are too much.

King Ying flew back to the Qianlan Empire camp indifferently, and looked at Han Feng with a serious expression.

"Brother Han, be careful, I'll recover some energy first, if you can't do it, replace me!"

King Ying knew that the hope of this empire's ranking battle still rested on Han Feng.