1361: C1361 Young King

C1361 Young King

Appearing in front of Lin Feng were eleven vast halls, as if they wanted to charge into the clouds. On top of each shrine, there were beams of light that corresponded to divine halls, as if sealing this world up.

For example, what was opposite of Lin Feng was a divine hall that was shrouded in raging flames, as though the entire divine hall was covered in red, as though flames were burning it. The clouds in the sky were dyed red, and that Flame Temple was also at the ninth level.

The eleven divine halls, combined with the Icy Snow Temple that Lin Feng was in, just so happen. The Twelve divine halls should be corresponding to the twelve divine halls of the Nether World.

However, the people who stepped into the divine hall were definitely not limited to just the people from the Twelve Nations. For example, the Icy Snow Temple he was in did not come from the Ice And Snow Empire at all.

This meant that the twelve nations of the Nether World were merely a foothold in the Twelve Divine Palaces. The Twelve Divine Palaces led to other areas as well, but in the end, they gathered here.

The figure that stood in each of these twelve positions was none other than the figure of the divine envoy. It was as if he was the emissary of the City of Destiny, being able to incarnate for tens of thousands of times, to be located in every single divine hall within the City of Destiny. The figure that stood in the center of all twelve directions was the figure of the divine envoy.

The City of Destiny has many Destiny Temple. The old people inside should be the same as the divine envoy s, who belong to the divine envoy s. As for the identity of the prophet s, it should be a lot higher!

"Fairy Yiren, you have arrived too!" At this moment, a figure was rolling over from the distance, causing Lin Feng and Yiren Lei to cast their gazes over. It was a resplendent spatial shrine, faintly discernible, as if it could disappear at any time. Threads of spatial light were falling down from the sky, and on the seventh floor, exactly at the same place as Lin Feng, a familiar figure appeared.

"It's actually him!" 's heart trembled. Familiar, moreover, this was a familiar person from the Eight Desolation Realm, one of the Big Ten Evildoers s, Sikong Xiao!

"The world of the Martial Dao is so mystical. It will always surprise you unwittingly!" Lin Feng muttered in his heart. Sikong Xiao, with his Eight Desolation Realm, had appeared in the spatial palace. How did he enter the spatial shrine of the twelve nations in the Nether World? Moreover, Sikong Xiao was best at using the Heaven's Eyes.

Sikong Xiao naturally saw Lin Feng as well. The Devil Xiao that he had fought with the Damned over the Nether World Devil Monarch back then, how could he not recognize the current Lin Feng? However, within his bewitching eyes, there was a hint of a smile as he politely nodded at Lin Feng.

"The Fairy Yiren is getting more and more beautiful. I wonder if we can find a person with six desires!" Beside Sikong Xiao, there was a young man who had a hint of sharpness in his body, giving off an illusory feeling, as if he was unable to see through everything.

"Do we know each other?" Yiren Lei looked towards that person. She was unfamiliar with that person, and she could not remember seeing him before, but he obviously knew her. Furthermore, he was with Sikong Xiao.

"Let me introduce him to Fairy Yiren. This is Qi Family, Qi Qianren. It's just that he has been out training for a long time and rarely appears in the Eight Desolations. Thus, it's normal for Fairy Yiren to not recognize him." Sikong Xiao's voice was not loud, but each word floated clearly and entered Lin Feng's and Yiren Lei's ears.

"Qi Qianren!" Lin Feng's eyes slightly narrowed, the Qi Family Invincible Sovereign that forced him into exile was named Qi Qianxing.

"Qi Qianren, are you the same generation as Qi Qianxing? Isn't that the Old Demon Monster?" Yiren Lei said with a faint smile. She had heard about Lin Feng being expelled before she had even stepped into the Void Battlefield. Moreover, she had already known about Qi Qianxing's Invincible Sovereign title since a long time ago.

"Among the same generation, Qi Qianxing is my brother, but I was born a hundred years later than my brother!" Qi Qianren calmly said, causing the smile in his eyes to slightly freeze. He actually really is of the same generation as Yiren Lei, and furthermore, Qi Qianxing, was actually his elder brother.

What is the relationship between Qi Qianxing and the Emperor Qi? If Qi Qianxing was the son of the, then this could be explained as the son of the Martial Emperor, with a difference of one thousand years between different sons, was entirely up to the will of the Martial Emperor.

Lin Feng, this person's talent might be even more terrifying than Qi Qianxing's." Qi Qianxing and Qi Qianhu were brothers, and they were a hundred years apart. Qi Qianxing was an invincible High Lord, but Qi Qianhu had also stepped into the seventh level of the Divine Palace. Clearly, he was also a demon, and there was even Sikong Xiao.

"The relationship between the Sikong Family and Qi Family is indeed very deep. No wonder they would come together to deal with Wen Family together!" Yiren Lei laughed, causing Lin Feng's eyes to flicker. Since two familiar people appeared, then, could it be that there were others?

When Lin Feng's eyes were searching the other shrines, his gaze suddenly froze. An acquaintance appeared again, and it was not just one person.

"Brother Wen Family, we are also at the seventh floor of the divine hall!"

The entire hall was like a peerless ferocious weapon, there were quite a few figures on the seventh floor, and among them, were two of them, who were impressively Wen Tiange and Wen Aoxue!

Lin Feng's eyes only stayed on the Wen Family Brothers for a moment before he continued to look at the others. Very quickly, when his eyes fell upon a thirty thousand meter tall shrine, his pupils immediately contracted.

After all, he already knew a few people in front of him. However, Monk Kongming was on the eighth floor of the Buddha Temple.

Adding on to the various methods he had used to raise his cultivation level, with the help of his Venerable Lord, he could understand the reason why Lin Feng was able to enter the seventh floor. Taking into account his own situation, if it wasn't for the fact that the divine envoy had deliberately made it difficult for him before breaking through the Second Level of Venerable Martial Stage, he definitely had the confidence to enter this place while fighting ten people. However, the divine envoy had allowed him to battle thirty people.

Moreover, the circumstances of the different divine halls were different. He did not know how to select the other divine halls, so it was possible that they were different from Icy Snow Temple.

Lin Feng thought about how he and Yiren Lei had met the Monk Kongming when they were passing by the Void Battlefield. The Monk Kongming had proceeded in the same direction as them, and went to the Twelve Nations of the Nether World, and Yiren Lei had also said at that time, the Monk Kongming was not as simple as they had imagined.

"The eighth level!" Lin Feng muttered to himself, since Monk Kongming was able to enter the eighth floor, then his fighting strength should at least be at the peak of the Seventh Level of Venerable Martial Stage.

However, the most dazzling people were not them. There was only one person among the twelve halls who was the most dazzling. The person who stood on the ninth floor of one of the halls was the only person who could stand on the ninth floor.

This person's cultivation was not high, he was only at Third Level of Venerable Martial Stage, but just by standing there, he gave off the aura of a Ling Tian, as though he was an eternal immortal and was the supreme being.2

This kind of aura was not intentionally released by him, but it actually appeared on his body. It was as if this aura was imprinted in his soul, born in the Xiantian realm.

"This person should have a strong innate constitution, which is why he gave birth to this kind of temperament!" Yiren Lei said in a low voice.

"It seems like the kings of ancient times, this is a type of king body, as if they were born to become kings!" He was a true frost Demonic Dragon, with vast experience and a king. He was not in a realm, but a form of address, a form of respect towards the supreme expert, or perhaps those kings were Divine Spirit expert s.

"A physique!" Lin Feng's expression froze. The Undying Nether King's body, was it one of the beast kings?

King, Pluto!

"The Twelve Temples would not have gathered together, but it seems that they decided to fight for the Ruler's Physique and decided to gather together." The black-robed young woman spoke as well. Her gaze was sharp, as though she wanted to replace that young man as an existence akin to a king. Even if that person didn't have the body of a king, who said that he couldn't become a supreme king?

"You are an Ice Demonic Dragon, they actually don't even fight!" Lin Feng asked the burly teenager.

"Haha, Ice Snow Demonic Dragon is not the supreme existence of the Demonic Dragon race. Demonic Dragon s live in a clan group in the Holy City Zhongzhou, there will be many of them, but the king's body is not so easy to find. Furthermore, it's useless for them to fight for me, you understand?" The burly teenager laughed as he spoke, making Lin Feng nod his head slightly. Since the Demonic Dragon race had their own clan, then it was obvious that the youth that was an Frost Dragon was going back to his clan.

The Demonic Dragon Clan should be a terrifying force that was comparable to a shrine. After all, Demonic Dragon s were king level existences in Demon Realm, just like the physique of a king among humans.

"Gentlemen, do you have any ideas? How should we decide whether or not he belongs to us, or whether or not he decides by himself? " At this moment, on the vast dueling platform in the center of the divine hall, a divine envoy spoke out. Just as the black-clothed female had said, the Twelve Divine Temples were fighting over the youth's Ruler's physique.

Brilliant light radiated in all directions as it was fought over by the twelve shrines. It could be imagined that no matter which shrine he stepped into, he would obtain the best nurturing. The shrine would make him the true ruler of the world!

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