I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

What happened in the Western Shu Dynasty spread rapidly in the Southern Region of Zhongzhou.

Originally, a small war of annihilating the country was nothing at all, and it was impossible not to cause some waves.

But when Qin Feng appeared and beheaded Yayoi's clone, it caused a huge commotion.

People who heard the news, except for a small number of people who believed it, most of them were very skeptical and felt that it was impossible.

But as more and more witnesses appeared, those who doubted were also shocked.

"This Qin Feng is too monstrous! Last time in Shenyue Lake, he killed several quasi-holy sons of Dayan Holy Land by himself, and now he even killed Yayoi's clone."

"Monster, what a real monster."

"I just don't know when he will be able to have a good battle with Chaos Body or Yaochi Saintess, the top talents, to see who is the real No. 1 in the world."

"..."

Voices of various discussions resounded from all over the Southern Region of Zhongzhou.

All the peerless talents in Zhongzhou were also shocked by Qin Feng's record of beheading Yayoi's clone, and their attitudes were different.

The Heavenly Demon Physique of the Yaozu even said when drinking with others that he would compete with Qin Feng if he had the chance, which caused quite a stir.

It's just that he didn't intend to come to the southern region of Zhongzhou, which disappointed many people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

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Qin Feng didn't know or care about the various voices in the Southern Region of Zhongzhou.

The ancient ship of the Temple of Wealth sailed all the way, and after half a month, it finally arrived at the holy city of Zhongzhou.

"We'll be there in another seven hundred miles or so," Tang Rui said.

Qin Feng, who had been meditating in the cabin, also slowly opened his eyes.

Wherever he looked, there were mountains and mountains, towering mountains, and broken rock cliffs, all of which were majestic and stretched to the end of his vision.

But in the midst of such steep mountains, there is a very wide ancient road, which can allow dozens of chariots to run side by side. It looks like it was forcibly excavated by someone splitting the mountain and cutting the cliff.

Many chariots and monks walked on the ancient road, because at the end is the holy city in the southern region of Zhongzhou.

"I heard that the holy city is very lively recently. Several peerless geniuses have come. It seems that something big has happened."

"Did you know? It is rumored that there is a void passage in Zhongzhou, which can lead to other worlds. It seems to be near the holy city!"

"Void passage leading to other worlds? True or false!"

"Anyway, many people said so, and many Tianjiao also came. As for whether it is true or not, no one knows."

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Among the crowd, the voices of noisy discussions are bustling.

There are all kinds of strange news.

However, there are not many believers, because in all likelihood, it is just embellishment, and it is just a talk on the road.

"Roar!"

And at this moment, the roar of a ferocious beast suddenly sounded between the heaven and the earth.

In the sky in the distance, there are several ferocious wild beasts, pulling an ancient chariot, flying rapidly in the air like the wind and lightning, followed by dozens of soldiers in armor, all of them are full of fear. gas.

On top of the chariot, stood a young figure, surrounded by the aura of the imperial way like a dragon soul, exuding terrifying coercion, extremely domineering.

"Who is this?" A voice exclaimed.

"It looks like the tenth prince of the Tianyuan Holy Dynasty. Could it be that he also came for the void passage?" A mercenary recognized the young man and asked doubtfully.

"A few days ago, the saintess of Tianyinque and the son of Daoyi Holy Land showed up one after another, and now the ten princes of the Tianyuan Holy Dynasty have also come, and the holy city is really getting more and more lively." A monk couldn't help but sigh.

And at this time, the ancient chariot of the ten princes of the Tianyuan Holy Dynasty happened to pass by the ancient boat in the Temple of the God of Wealth.

He glanced casually and saw Qin Feng who had just stepped out of the deck.

He was slightly startled at first, a little surprised, he didn't expect to meet Qin Feng here, then there was a fleeting look of contempt in his eyes, he withdrew his gaze, and continued to rush towards the holy city.

"This guy doesn't seem to be the strongest prince in the Tianyuan Dynasty, but why does he have an inexplicable coercion that makes me feel a lot of pressure?" Tang Rui asked puzzled.

"I feel it too!" Chu Xianxian nodded.

Qin Feng did not speak.

He faintly felt that there was a very special energy in the body of the Tenth Prince of the Tianyuan Holy Dynasty.

But before he could take a closer look, the other party had already left.

The ancient ship continued sailing.

The distance of seven hundred miles will be reached soon.

Qin Feng saw that there was an incomparably majestic holy city in front of him, which was located on the ground and was extremely majestic.

The city wall is endless, like a bronze watered dragon crawling on the ground, under the sunlight, it shone with a metallic luster.

From a distance, it gives people a very great sense of oppression.

The gate of the holy city is hundreds of feet high and magnificent, allowing several ancient ships to run side by side at the same time.

"Is this the holy city of the Southern Region?"

Looking at the huge and majestic city, Chu Xianxian couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's so big! It feels like the territory of some small dynasties in the ancient spiritual domain is not as big as this holy city."

"Of course, the size of this holy city is beyond your imagination. If ordinary people walk along the road on foot and don't fly in the air, it will take a month to walk from the south gate to the north gate." Tang Rui said.

"Who built this holy city?" Chu Xianxian asked doubtfully.

"According to the records in the ancient books, this holy city is the oldest city of the human race in the southern region of Zhongzhou, but no one knows who built it for a long time." Tang Rui said.

"Then who owns this holy city?" Chu Xianxian asked curiously.

"The Holy City does not belong to anyone."

After a pause, Tang Rui continued: "It is the law of the Holy City that maintains the order here.

It is an invisible force, gathered by the formations of the Holy City. Those who violate the laws of the Holy City will be killed by the power of the formations, even those who are strong in Nirvana. "

In the endless years, countless people were killed by the law of the holy city.

It is also because of this that although there is no force in the Holy City responsible for managing and maintaining order, it is still surprisingly harmonious.

It can even be said to be the safest place in the Southern Region of Zhongzhou.

"Then if a monk is hunted down by the enemy, why not just hide in the holy city?" Chu Xianxian asked.