Ten days ago, although the original Tianguan gambling contract seemed to be over, there was no doubt that it had such a great influence!
No one knows the nine veins of the entire Ancient League!
It can be said that Heiguang, Piaoxin, and Yangshan have completely become the laughing stock of the entire ancient alliance, and will be passed on from generation to generation.
And Ye Wuque also stepped on the faces of the three Heiguang people to make a name in the entire Nine Veins of the Ancient League, and only then was the awe and admiration of the Profound Vein disciples.
But Ye Wuque knew clearly!
Hei Guang, Piao Xin, and Yang Shan lost such a big face in his hands, and even lost his wife and broke down. They would never give up.
Although Ye Wuque didn't know what the other party was going to do against him, he intuitively told him that at the "quasi-spirit" coronation ceremony that is coming today, maybe the other party will take the opportunity to attack him.
However, Ye Wuque didn't have any fear in his heart.
Soldiers come to cover the water and earth, and no one can stop him from becoming a quasi-spirit!
Outside the hall.
Mu Daoqi stood respectfully, Huang Biluo and Zhuxiong stood behind him, besides the three of them, there were many others.
Hum!
The door of the main hall slowly opened, and Ye Wuque's figure slowly walked out of it and appeared in front of everyone.
"Benevolence!"
"Boss!"
Mu Daoqi and the three immediately spoke respectfully.
Ye Wuque nodded lightly and looked forward. He saw a total of 36 people standing there, wearing uniform uniforms all over his body, with a brilliant crown and hat on his head, a kind of solemn and grandiose. The breath of rushing to your face.
At the moment when these 36 people saw Ye Wuque, they immediately clasped their fists and bowed together. The one headed meticulously and solemnly said: "I am the coronation messenger, and I am specially ordered by the ancient alliance to invite the profound vein disciple Ye Wuque. , Go to the holy place of coronation."
Feeling the grandeur and dignity, and the courtesy and solemnity of the 36 people in front of him, Ye Wuque also understood that the ancient league is indeed the supreme overlord with a long heritage, everything is exquisite and full of ancient rituals.
"Thank you all."
Ye Wuque also spoke politely.
brush!
The thirty-six coronation envoys suddenly separated from it and gave way to a road. At the end of the road, there was a silver, simple and majestic, solemn and gorgeous chariot at the end of the road.
Before the chariot, there were a total of nine huge griffins, gorgeous, waiting there obediently, waiting for people to get on the chariot.
"This is the Coronation Chariot!"
"Represents the glory of the ancient alliance's Nine Meridians!"
"Only disciples who are about to be crowned as the'quasi-spiritual son' are eligible to sit on the seat and go to the coronation holy place."
"Ye Wuque...please!"
The envoy headed solemnly spoke again.
Upon seeing this, Ye Wuque nodded slowly, the process was like this, he naturally followed suit.
Slowly walked towards the coronation chariot, and finally Ye Wuque sat on it.
Thirty-six coronation messengers immediately filed out and surrounded the entire coronation chariot with an extremely ancient square array.
"Holy Cha...Get up!!!"
The head of the coronation messenger sat in the car and drove out with a loud shout, and the whole coronation chariot burst into brilliant light, shining all directions.
The ten originally quiet griffins roared at the sky at this moment, and the ten huge pairs of wings spread and flickered lightly, pulling the coronation chariot into the sky!
"Wow!! The boss is so handsome!!!"
Huang Biluo's starry eyes!
"Go! Keep up!"
Mu Daoqi was also very excited, and with a low drink, the three people flickered and immediately followed.
Ho Ho Ho! !
The crowned chariot soared into the sky, with brilliance shining, nine-headed griffins scattered in the void, majestic, and the huge roar shook the sky and the earth. Almost instantly, it reverberated through the entire profound veins, making the entire profound veins boil!
"Look! It's the Coronation Chariot!!"
"It's so handsome, this coronation chariot!"
"Senior Brother Ye is sitting on it!"
"Come and go! Keep up! Brother Ye is a disciple of our Profound Vein. He is crowned the quasi-spirited son. We must all cheer!"
"That's right! This is the face that has raised my profound veins. I must not let the other eight veins underestimate it!"
...
Shoo!
On the ground of the profound veins, all the disciples of the profound veins flashed, rushing after the crowned chariot, chasing Ye Wuque.
Above the void, the Coronation Chariot flew, not fast, and not high from the ground, the nine-headed griffin roared gorgeously, showing its majesty.
Ye Wuquei sat on it, like the absolute protagonist between heaven and earth, and his arrogance was entrusted to the fullest, as if the emperor dominated the world!
Above the earth, countless Profound Vein disciples came from all directions, chasing the coronation chariot, constantly looking up, and casting extremely awe-inspiring gazes at Ye Wuque. They were dressed in uniform disciple uniforms, like endless waves.
Noble heaven!
Majestic on the ground!
This scene is really magnificent and full of visual impact.
Soon, the coronation chariot drove out of the profound veins and entered the misty sea of clouds. Not long after, it left the profound veins and entered the realm of the Ancient League.
At this moment, all the nine-veined disciples of the entire Ancient League saw the crowning chariot glorious and brilliant!
However, many Jiumai disciples have already gone to the holy place of coronation early, waiting there early, and those who are still in the ancient league at this moment have just pulled out and are about to rush to the holy place of coronation.
The coronation ceremony of the quasi-spirit!
No one wants to miss such a spectacular and enthusiastic scene.
Above the void!
Ye Wuque sat quietly, the mighty breath of the crowned saint shining above and below, Ye Wuque remained motionless, looking down at the earth below, feeling countless eyes with awe, yearning, and excitement, and he had to admit it. This feeling is really good.
It's no wonder that the Jiumai disciples of the Ancient League are doing their best to become the quasi-spirited child. This honor alone is worth the struggle of countless young and passionate Jiumai disciples.
Ho Ho Ho! !
The nine-headed griffins once again roared in the same direction and headed in the same direction. Ye Wuque looked at that direction, and immediately realized that it was the Western Discovery of the Ancient League. At this moment, a huge square could be vaguely seen. Shrouded in glory, the indescribable ancient and splendid.
"There is the holy place for the coronation of the quasi-lingzi, we are almost there."
The driving coronation messenger spoke like this.
brush!
The Coronation Chariot traverses the void, all the way to the west.
however!
At this moment, on this ground, among the countless Jiumai disciples who were equally excited and rushed towards the Coronation Holy Land, there were more than a dozen figures who were not impatient or impatient, and were walking slowly, and they were going there. The direction is also the Holy Land of Coronation.
"Tsk tut! What a majesty! What a glory!"
At this moment, among this group of people, a tall and thin young man looked up at the coronation chariot that had just flown above his head and spoke with a grin, but there was no envy or excitement in his tone, but it revealed A touch of playfulness.
The man hugged his head with his hands behind his head, walking swayingly, and on his back, he carried five long swords of various lengths.
"The quasi-lingzi is crowned the saint chariot! It is indeed the most glorious to be able to sit on it and travel the ancient league!"
Another urn sound sounded, very stout, from a strong man like a hill.
"That's it, I've been yearning for the crowning chariot for a long time. One of my dreams is to be able to sit on it and be crowned as a quasi-spirited child. You still let me!"
The third voice sounded, with a hint of frivolousness. He was a man in Chinese clothes, with a good face, outstanding temperament, and a touch of evil spirit all over his body.
"Let it to you? Why? Everyone depends on their ability!"
Someone snorted coldly, as if not convinced.
"Pay attention to the words, don't forget, there are already people on the coronation chariot, it seems that the coronation chariot belongs to you to die! How can you be a person without Ye Wuque?"
Someone said strangely.
"Ye Wuque? The one sitting above? Hahahaha! Why should he exist? There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is the king! A newcomer who has just emerged, and he has cultivated to the forty level of the Heavenly God Code. It is indeed not easy, but... so what?"
"Which of us hasn't practiced the Heavenly God Code to the forty level?"
"Warning you, my first challenge, I will send him personally!"
The tall and thin man who spoke at the beginning joked again.
"Go away! Why do you go first?"
"Yes! Let me do it!"
"No! I'm coming! I've been waiting for a long time, let him go, and then we will do our best!"
A group of people suddenly quarreled, glaring at each other, all scrambled, verbally abused each other, talking, as if defeating Ye Wuque for them, it was as simple as drinking water and eating, and it was full of a natural sense.
At this moment, many other disciples of Jiumai saw this group of people from a distance, and their complexions changed drastically one by one. Awe and... fear!
Because they are all people who have just come out of the land of inheritance!
In the ancient league, the existence of a dozen people like them all have a common name, that is...Monster!
