1286: C1286 Royal Noble Rank(part Ii)

C1286 Royal Noble Rank(part Ii)

Article 1286. - dukedom (Lower)

The mixed mineral vein was a Treasure that even The Most Powerful was tempted by. How could it be Qin Sheng's turn to monopolize it?

Even though Qin Sheng was unwilling in his heart, he had no choice but to accept it. He wanted to participate in this dukedom competition.

When the world was in chaos, heroes would emerge. Qin Sheng wanted to take advantage of this time's Minor Destruction to rise from the ashes.

Bang!

Bang!

. . .

The war drums sounded in Demon Dragon Wasteland. Qin Sheng and Xia Bingning were summoned to a palace before they could catch up with each other.

This was a temporary palace. Although it was called a palace, it was actually a war fortress. It was entirely bronze in color, and it was forged from an unknown ancient bronze maternal gold. It was carved with a Desolate Giant Beast.

These Giant Beasts were lifelike, and their shapes were strange. If one took a second look at them, they would actually sink into a vortex.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Gong Yunping had actually fallen into an illusion. He waved his fist as if he was going to smash Long Wei.

Qin Sheng's face revealed a look of shock as he whispered, "Long Wei imprisoned him. These statues have a soul formation engraved on them. Fighter, who has a low realm, will fall into the illusion formation as long as his eyes come into contact with them. He will not be able to extricate himself from it!"

This was the first time Qin Sheng had come to this war fortress. If he was not careful, he would fall into the trap.

Qin Sheng's Soul Points was not low, especially after he had gone through the training of the Nine Deathly Gods Art. Although he was still stuck at the fourth star of the Life Soul, his real Soul Points was much more vigorous than the ordinary fourth star of the Life Soul, Fighter.

"Wake up!"

Long Wei suppressed Gong Yunping. Qin Sheng's finger lightly tapped on Gong Yunping's forehead, and a wave of Soul Points seeped into Gong Yunping's zodiac.

A few breaths later, Gong Yunping woke up.

The palace was very big. It was probably as big as a small town.

There were many people gathered here. There were experts from the older generation, and even Marquis experts.

When they saw Qin Sheng, each and every one of them had a strange look in their eyes.

Some were gloating over Qin Sheng's misfortune, some had cold expressions, and some had profound meanings.

Obviously, the resentment between Qin Sheng and His royal highness the prince had already spread.

"That person is Qin Sheng?"

"Hehe, who do you think you are? You think you can form a grudge with His royal highness the prince just because you have Eighth Prince? You really don't know the difference between life and death!"

"I heard that it is the collateral vein of a Qin nationality. It comes from a very small branch of an auxiliary country. "

"No wonder the structure is so small!"

The people around discussed animatedly. Many experts looked at Qin Sheng with strange gazes.

The people here were all high and mighty, and they were all either marquises or ministers. Inheritor, who was ranked in the top few positions of the major families, had a meritorious service.

Their attitude was very arrogant. They looked at Qin Sheng with disdain.

Qin Sheng brought Gong Yunping and Long Wei to find a place, and then waited for the dukedom to begin.0

"Ah, you are Qin Sheng?" Before he could even sit up, a tall and sturdy figure blocked Qin Sheng's path.

His figure was like a Ancient Giants, and he only wore an ancient armor on his upper body. A large number of Skins were revealed, and there were some Spirit Patternss engraved on them.

His body was actually able to withstand the power of the Spirit Patterns. One could only imagine how powerful it was.

"What's the matter?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Sheng raised his head and looked at the man. This man didn't come with good intentions. His eyes were cold, and he seemed to be high and mighty.

"Get lost, I want to sit here!"

"You, a Fate Proficiency Ants, still want to sit here?"

The man spoke rudely, as if he were looking down on someone.

This man's aura was as vast as the ocean. He was a Divine Palace Cultivation Level, and he was very young. He didn't seem to be over thirty years old.

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