Invincible Conqueror

However, before going to the UFO Demon Land, Huang Xiaolong still planned to stroll around the demon battlefield outside the territory to see if he could find the Qi of the Great Meng.

The Hongmeng Parasitic Art is one of his biggest reliances. If he can break through the third layer, then he doesn't need to worry about the trials of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune.

Therefore, Huang Xiaolong collected the Tianwu treasure, turned it into a ring shape, and put it on his finger. Although it looked a little strange, like a flat top, no one thought that the space ring in his hand would be a Tianwu treasure. .

Huang Xiaolong replied the letter to Master Zhao Lei, confirmed his safety and briefly talked about his experience in the demon battlefield outside the territory for more than ten years.

Of course, Huang Xiaolong only said that he had obtained a certain treasure, and his strength had improved a lot. He did not say that it was the Tianwu treasure and that he did not mention that he had broken through the Divine King Realm.

Just when Huang Xiaolong rode the Golden Horned Mavericks and Xiang Xun and others in the outer demon battlefield to search for the aura of grandeur, Zhao Lei, who was far away in the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune, received a letter from Huang Xiaolong.

Zhao Lei swept away the letter talisman Huang Xiaolong had replied. After confirming that Huang Xiaolong was safe, he was relieved. As for the strength improvement mentioned in Huang Xiaolong's letter talisman, Zhao Lei did not take it seriously.

He turned to see the disciple Chen Hao behind him also staring at the letter talisman with a look of concern, and couldn't help handing the letter talisman to Chen Hao: "Your junior replied that he is now safe in the demon battlefield outside the territory, so we don't have to worry."

Chen Hao respectfully accepted the letter talisman, swept away his spiritual sense, and felt relieved after seeing the contents of Huang Xiaolong's letter talisman.

"Master, after the Heavenly Court announced the time for this Heavenly Court battle, the old fellow Zhou Chen proposed that only the disciples who were a thousand before entering the trials can participate in the Heavenly Court battle on behalf of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune. This shows that it is aimed at our Junior Brother Huang." , Chen Hao couldn't help saying: "He knows that with the strength of our juniors, it is impossible for us to enter the top 1,000 in the trials of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune within ten years."

When talking about Zhou Chen, Zhao Lei also had a cold face, and said: "That old guy's mind, how could the sect master and I not know."

"Then you and the sect master, why do you agree?" Chen Hao was startled.

Zhao Lei groaned: "This Heavenly Court battle will be held in a hundred years. Even if your junior's talents are evil, at most you will only be able to break through to the early and mid-stage of the third rank of God King in a hundred years. At that time, with your junior's strength, even if it represents The Imperial Palace of Good Fortune participates in the battle of heaven, not to mention the top 100,000, even if 200,000, 300,000 won’t be able to squeeze in, your junior is the supreme king, if you even 200,000 in the battle of heaven, 300,000 people can't get in, what would others think of your junior, what would they think of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune?"

Chen Hao said silently.

"Furthermore, in this Heavenly Court battle, the Heavenly Court has let go of many conditions that were not available before. For example, as long as it is an emperor-level genius, anyone under 100,000 bone age can participate, and this time, regardless of life or death, it is only about winning or losing! There are many genius disciples who are jealous of your junior's talent. At that time, in the arena, I am afraid that they will make heavy moves or even killer moves against your junior. If something goes wrong with your junior, won't the master and I become sinners in the good fortune palace? "Zhao Lei said: "Since your junior did not hope to win a good ranking by then, so, out of protecting him, the sect master and I felt that he would not participate, so we agreed to Zhou Chen's suggestion."

Chen Hao was unwilling to say: "It's just that, it's cheaper than that old fellow Zhou Chen."

According to the rules of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune, any disciple who performed the best and ranked highest in the Battle of the Heavenly Court, would receive an amazing reward from the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune.

And now the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune is now the strongest, the emperor-level genius disciple Liu Yong with a bone age of less than one hundred thousand is a direct disciple of the hall master Yan Ying of the Xueyue Palace, and is also Zhou Chen's named grandson.

Thinking of Liu Yong's dazzling performance in the Battle of Heaven at that time, and the triumphant smiles of Zhou Chen and the host of the Xueyue Hall, Yan Ying, Chen Hao felt a little frustrated.

At this time, outside the God of Good Fortune, in a certain palace in Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen was kneeling in front of several disciples of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune, and beside him stood Xueyue Hall Master Yan Ying and Sun Shihai.

Those disciples of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune are all direct disciples of the Hall of Xueyue Hall Master Yan Ying, and all of them have a bone age of less than 100,000, and they are all of God King's ninth rank and above. They are expected to be able to compete in the battle of heaven in a hundred years. Get a good ranking.

Kneeling in the center is Liu Yong in the late tenth stage of the God King.

"These are the top-grade Chaos Spirit Pills given to you by the ancestors. Go back and work hard to cultivate and strive for breakthroughs in strength within a hundred years. Especially Liu Yong, I hope you can win the top 100 in the Battle of Heaven. , To win glory for the imperial palace of good fortune and glory for the ancestor." Zhou Chen exhorted Liu Yong: "At that time, not only the palace of good fortune will be rewarded, but the ancestor will also reward you. At that time, if you can be in the heaven After winning the top 100 in the battle, my ancestor will make an exception to accept you as a named disciple!"

Named disciple!

Liu Yong's face was ecstatic, and he bowed respectfully: "Please rest assured, Master Zhou Chen, the disciples must work hard to cultivate and strive to win the top 100 in the Battle of Heaven!"

Zhou Chen nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the head of Xueyue Hall, Yan Ying, said: "I really didn't expect that this Heavenly Court battle would be held so much in advance, and it would be held so soon. I was worried about that kid Huang Xiaolong, but now I feel relieved. He definitely couldn't even pass the trials, and he didn't even have the qualifications to compete in the Heavenly Court."

Mentioning this, Zhou Chen smiled: "Zhao Lei must be extremely depressed these days. He has accepted a disciple of the Supreme King, but he is not even qualified to participate in the Battle of Heaven."

Everyone smiled.

Zhou Chen turned his head and saw that Sun Shihai's expression was a little depressed, and said, "This time the battle of heaven is ahead of schedule. You don't have to be discouraged. In this century, I will use secret methods to improve your strength as much as possible. As for the trials ten years later, you don't have to Worry, Master promises you to pass the trials!"

Sun Shihai was startled, he was happy, and respectfully said: "Yes, please let the master let go, and the disciples will definitely not let Master down."

Zhou Chen nodded: "However, it will be very painful in the process of casting this secret technique. Can you bear it?"

"As long as you can pass the trials, as long as you can participate in the Heavenly Court battle, disciples can bear any pain!" Sun Shihai said excitedly.

As long as he defeats Huang Xiaolong in the trials, he can indeed endure any pain!

He has been waiting for this opportunity.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was a year.

Since the time of the Battle of Heaven was made public, this year, all the great imperial palaces of the God Realm were sparing no resources to improve the strength of their disciples, preparing for the coming battle of Heaven in a hundred years.

And one day after a year, an astonishing sword gas passed over a certain mountain in the depths of the demon battlefield outside the territory, and the evil spirits all over a certain mountain fell like rain and fell to the ground one after another.

These evil spirits are surprisingly all of the God King's level 5 or higher strength.