As soon as he returned to Xuanyuan Camp from the barbarian beast Tianshan, the witch Beigong Lianyan was already waiting for Meng Fei there.

"King Xuanyuan, congratulations, a place in Feishen Pool has made many people look red-eyed!" The witch's speech was still as frivolous and unscrupulous as before. Meng Fei had long been used to this.

Hearing this, he just smiled indifferently and said, "You came from all the way, not just to congratulate me, tell me what else is there."

The witch gave Mr. Meng a resentful look, and then said, "Tonight, there is a duel at the foot of Tianjun Mountain. If you have time, you can go and have a look. But in order to increase your inner knowledge, I have been doing it.

You are waiting for you here, and you are really hurting your heart when you speak."

The witch reached into her arms, took out a black card, and said, "This is the Heavenly Lord Order. When you get there, you can enter the venue."

"The Battle of the World?" Meng Fei took the card in confusion and said, "What level of battle is it?"

"Hehe, you don't need to ask more about this, you will know it will be there when you get there." The witch smiled mysteriously, and after a few steps, she disappeared.

"It's so mysterious. Could it be that this duel is related to the Heavenly Lord?" Meng Fei watched the witch disappear, and his eyes suddenly lit up. If it was a Heavenly Lord level duel, it would be really exciting.

Xuanyuan Camp.

The weather was not very good, and the dark clouds enveloped the air like an ugly gauze. The light was dim and there was no wind at all. The air was filled with a heart-wrenching breath.

Meng Fei walked out of the tent to look at the sky, frowned slightly, and suddenly he had a bad premonition.

Another half an hour later, a team of horses with golden helmets and armor galloped out of the ancient capital and galloped towards Tianjun Mountain in the center of the imperial capital.

At dusk today, the two great kings fought decisively on the top of Tianjun Mountain.

The lucky ones who have obtained the viewing quota will climb Tianjun Mountain before dusk and arrive in the designated area to watch the battle.

This was a rare opportunity. Countless arrogant and arrogant strong men obediently followed the arrangements of the Guards of the Old Capital, were removed from their equipment, and after undergoing strict inspections, they arrived in the evening.

Under Tianjun Mountain.

Tianjun Mountain is located in the ancient capital. From a distance, it looks like a blooming lotus. It consists of eight mountains. Seven slightly low lonely peaks are located around it, surrounding a sword that towers into the clouds.

The peak covers a large area, only a radius of less than ten thousand miles.

These eight peaks seem to grow from the underground. They are extremely abrupt in the old capital. There are no mountains around them. They are all white rocks and even slop slightly toward the outside. The stars arch the moon and the moon will lie in the middle.

The sword peak surrounds the middle.

A famous bard once made a metaphor. The Tianjun Mountain in the Chinese dynasty was like a pair of giant gods holding a sharp sword from the depths of the ground.

This metaphor aptly expresses the intuitive impression of the people of the imperial capital of Tianjun Mountain.

Under the leadership of the Imperial Guard, Meng Fei and others were sent to the Nansan Peak in the outer pan of Tianjun Mountain.

The three peaks in the south are about five or six hundred meters high, and the mountain still tilts slightly outward. Standing under the peak, there is a terrifying feeling of the mountain collapse and overturning towards the face. However, compared to the other petal peaks, it is the most

A soothing seat.

Because the mountain is covered by the mountain, the sunlight is not exposed to direct sunlight all year round. It looks dark and damp. There are a large number of moss plants growing, and there are also some dark gray vines and many fierce objects such as snakes and insects. They are usually empires.

The imperial family is surrounded by no one is allowed to approach, so it seems even more quiet and lonely.

However, at the bottom of the South Three Peaks, there is a dark and deep corridor, which is said to be naturally formed and has been artificially carved and opened later. It can lead to the top of the South Three Peaks, and get the lucky ones who watched this battle of the Heavenly King.

Enter from this corridor and reach the top of the South Three Peaks.

When Meng Fei and others arrived, seven waves of people had entered the corridor in front.

The order of this ranking reflects the difference. After all, Meng Fei and others are just some masters from the vassal states. In terms of their true identity and status, they are still much worse than the sects and the nobles of the imperial capital compared to the missions of several other dynasties, sects and the great nobles of the imperial capital.

, it is a blessing to be able to get the opportunity to watch, so naturally I can't care about these things anymore.

At the bottom of the Nansan Peak, Meng Fei and others were once again subjected to strict inspections from the palace guards, repeatedly confirmed the identities of everyone, and removed everyone's weapons, including space tools such as storage rings, before they finally released them.

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This inspection process is extremely rigorous.

"The viewing zone is right in front of you, please follow us."

After the inspection, two servants in ordinary white robes appeared in front of them and walked forward with everyone.

The prestige of the Empire Heavenly Lord is like an unattainable mountain, a monument, firmly standing firmly in the hearts of every warrior in the Empire. Even the crazy madman is like a kitten at this time, he is obedient and follows the steps.

Following among the crowd.

Of course, Meng Fei also understood that this was not because of fear, but because of worship.

The Empire Heavenly Lord, Meng Chanzi sits in Tianjun Mountain and protects the permanent pacification of the Empire. Even if those nobles are corrupt, at least the poor at the bottom can feel the stable life brought by this Empire Heavenly Lord silently.

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Historical records show that a hundred thousand years ago, the empire encountered a great war. In the midst of storms, the empire of the old enemy, Xuefeng Empire, launched troops to invade the territory. The Emperor of China personally went to fight south and north. At that time, many subordinate countries took advantage of such an opportunity to launch under the instigation of the enemy.

Rebellion.

For a time, the earth burned flames, the villages turned into ruins, the farmlands became scorched earth, and everywhere was filled with killing and looting, and bandits were everywhere. The people of the empire were wailing in the flames and blood. It was Meng Chanzi, the heavenly king of the country, who was angry.

Next, in a few days, he traveled billions of miles, killed 360 rebellious subordinate forces, strangled tens of thousands of bandit gangs, and shocked the entire empire with iron-blooded means.

After this battle, the rebellion was quickly assessed that in recent years, no subordinate forces dared to lead troops to rebel. The situation in the empire became stable overnight, the deterrence of the imperial family became severe and inviolable, and Tianjun Mountain was even more indestructible to countless empires.

In the minds of the people and warriors, they have become holy lands.

The glory of history has created the glory of the Heavenly Lord Meng Chanzi.

The scenery on Tianjun Mountain is as beautiful as a painting, like a divine realm on earth, but it is also filled with a solemn and dignified aura, which makes people involuntarily feel awe. Even Meng Fei was filled with the empire's heavenly king for a moment.

Awe and worship.

"There is the viewing area ahead. Please wait patiently here and don't walk around casually."

After walking slowly for ten minutes, there was a slightly empty grassy area in front of me. There were more than a dozen stone benches in front, and there were already people sitting on the ground, scattering two or two low

After talking to each other, there were about 70 people in total, and they clearly stood in more than ten small groups.

Seeing another person coming, these people all looked at this side.

Meng Fei looked back without hesitation and found that there were many acquaintances among the people who arrived early.

Princess Ziyi, Emperor Sun, Gongsun Fei, the charming witch Beigong Lianyan and others are all listed.

In addition to old faces, Meng Fei also has some new faces.

On the edge of the grass in the viewing area, there were ten figures standing quietly. Without introducing, the origins of these people can be clearly distinguished from the clothes they were wearing - representatives of the various sects in the Thousand Star Realm, they are

The hermit of the Thousand Star Realm.

Among these cultivators, one of the slightly bald, thin, old man with a white beard and good face with a slightly bald, white beard and good face was surrounded by stars and moons. He was obviously the highest identity. Meng Fei could feel that this old man with a white beard and good face with a white beard and good face with a white beard and good face with a white beard and good face with a white beard and good face with a white beard and good face with a white beard and good face with a white beard and good face.

The lowest strength is in the eternal realm, and he is a great master.

And the hermits around him are also very powerful.

The closest to the hermits are five strangers, and it can be seen from their clothes and dress that they are not from the Chinese dynasty.

Among them, a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, had a strong face and tall figure. He had short yellow hair soaring into the sky, wrapped around with a golden hairband, his cheeks were slightly convex, his eye sockets were slightly collapsed, his nose was huge, and his whole body was full.

It's so hairy that it looks like a gorilla from afar.

He sat on a stone bench with a golden sword, with a bright silver sword lying across his knees, his eyes slightly closed, and his thick hand tightly holding the hilt, as if he had held it.

The whole world is average.

This is the number one master of the Olenk Empire, Tracole.

The four men behind Tracole were obviously removed from their armor and weapons before going up the mountain. The four were wearing simple leather linings, with most of the muscles on the upper body exposed, and loose lantern-style trousers in long leather boots.

Among them, the muscles all over his body rose like a knife and an axe, standing quietly like four javelins, with alert eyes and looking around at the people around him.

Meng Fei had a look at the top ten empires before, so he knew the characteristics and appearance of important figures like Tracole, the number one master of the Olink Empire. He recognized them as soon as he met, but

I didn't expect that this person could actually carry a sword to climb a mountain, which shows that his identity and strength are extraordinary.

Meng Fei couldn't help but secretly release his mental power and cooperate with his spiritual sense to sense it. He found that the true energy in Tracole's body fluctuated frequently, rising and falling, constantly changing like a spring, completely unruly, and could not clearly sense it.

I couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

At this moment, it seemed like I felt something. Tracole's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, looking at Meng Fei. A trace of cold light flashed in the collapsed eye socket, and then turned to close it.

Eyes, no other movements.

Meng Fei looked up at the side without hesitation.

On a stone bench ten meters away next to Tracole was sitting at an elderly man about fifty years old.
Chapter completed!