Time finally came half a month later, that is, the day the banquet opened.

On this day, the entire imperial capital seemed to be boiling.

All the major forces rushed to the Forbidden City in the center of the imperial capital.

Many people who are not eligible to participate in the banquet also follow, even if they are outside to watch the excitement.

Many people are also very curious, who will eventually get the hands of Wu Mingyue, the jewel of the gods?

Panwu Palace, Forbidden City.

The magnificent Forbidden City, like an ancient heaven, carries a breath of majesty.

The Golden Queyun Palace, with glazed tile roofs, sacred clouds, thousands of Rui Cai.

From a distance, it looked like a palace of the heavens.

This Forbidden City is rumored to be built by the Great Emperor Panwu when he ordered countless craftsmen when he founded the Shen Dynasty.

It is also a symbol of the Panwu dynasty.

As for the Wuling, it is deep behind the Forbidden City.

There, it is also an absolute forbidden place for the Panwu God Dynasty. If anyone approaches it without permission, it will be killed directly.

At this moment, there is a big banquet in the Forbidden City.

Numerous delicacies and delicacies were presented by the maid of the palace.

Many top powers, people of immortal orthodoxy, gathered together.

In a hall in the Forbidden City, Wu Mingyue in a red dress robe sat in front of the dressing table.

There are several court ladies next to her who are pulling up her hair buns.

Wu Mingyue, dressed in a red gown, was a bit more charming and moving.

She has cut water on her pupils, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, she has light powder on her fat-like skin, and she has Zhu Dan in her mouth.

Only between the eyebrows, there is a melancholy color that cannot be removed.

On the side, a close-knit lady who had grown up from childhood saw this, and said: "Your Royal Highness, today is your day to choose your husband, you should be happier."

Wu Mingyue shook her head slightly when she heard this, "Xi'er, I can't choose my partner freely, so how can I be happy?"

Wu Mingyue was thinking whether Xiao Chen would come.

In fact, she didn't want Xiao Chen to come.

Because even if Xiao Chen came, he couldn't change anything.

Her father, the **** of Panwu, couldn't let her marry a little man with no background.

Unless Xiao Chen is talented and evil is the same as Jun Xiaoyao, then it is possible to be valued.

But is it possible?

In the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm, how many people are talented to be comparable to Jun Xiaoyao?

Xiao Chen did work very hard, but if the hard work is useful, what would he have to do with genius?

"His Royal Highness doesn't have to be too disappointed. Among those young talents, maybe there are those who can match the princess." Xi'er comforted.

"Heh, who is it, is it the champion Hou?" Wu Mingyue sneered.

She knew that the **** of Panwu had always wanted her to marry champion Hou.

For nothing else, just because the champion Hou got the Panhuang Shengling Sword to recognize the master, there is a trace of it may be the reincarnation of Panwu Great.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it is not.

Because what the Lord Panwu wants most is to let the champion Hou find Panhuang Sanjian for him.

The Panhuang Life Spirit Sword is just one of Panhuang's three swords.

In addition, there are Panhuang Years Sword and Panhuang Void Sword.

It is rumored that the combination of Panhuang's three swords can be transformed into Emperor Panwu's warrior, Panhuang sword.

Emperor soldiers, also known as ancient Emperor soldiers, Great Emperor weapons, Ji Dao Emperor soldiers.

It is the tool of the ancient emperor's proof of the Dao, with great power.

With a move of the emperor's soldiers, it can shatter the universe, destroy all star fields, hit the sky of the universe, and bleed hundreds of millions of creatures!

To put it in an unimaginative metaphor, the deterrent power of imperial soldiers is equivalent to nuclear weapons.

Generally speaking, the ancestors had the immortal orthodoxy of the Supreme Emperor, and they all have the background of emperor soldiers.

Panwu God Dynasty also had it.

But later, Panhuangjian was divided into three.

The Panwu God Dynasty experienced many turbulences, and finally led to the loss of Panhuang Sanjian.

It wasn't until Yang Pan got the Pan Huang Sheng Spirit Sword that he regained hope in Pan Wu Shen Chao.

It is precisely because of this that the **** of Panwu sees Yang Pan in this way and directly named him the champion.

As a result, Yang Pan's character became more swollen, and he was lawless throughout the Panwu dynasty, just like the earth emperor.

When Xi'er heard the three words Champion Hou, there was also a flash of disgust in her eyes.

The reputation of champion Hou is really bad.

"Your Royal Highness doesn't have to hurt your mind. Maybe someone can suppress the champion." Xi'er said, a look of yearning suddenly appeared on her face.

"You mean..." Wu Mingyue said.

"Yes, of course he is the son of the king's family. It is rumored that he was born like an immortal, with a good personality, strong strength and unparalleled background."

"It's the most perfect and perfect character in Xi'er's heart..." Xi'er looked forward to it, with little stars in his eyes.

Good personality?

A fairy-like existence?

Wu Mingyue's Yuyan tightened.

It is another ignorant girl who has been biased.

What kind of fairy is Jun Xiaoyao, he is simply a devil who eats people without spitting out bones!

He didn't show any pity for her, and used despicable coercion methods to make her a slave.

Up to now, Wu Mingyue has clung to this secret.

"Don't mention him again." Wu Mingyue's face was slightly cold.

"Oh..." Seeing Wu Mingyue's expression was wrong, Xi'er closed her mouth wittily.

She thought Wu Mingyue was upset because of the champion Hou.

"I hope he won't come." Wu Mingyue prayed in her heart.

Otherwise, she really doesn't know how to face Jun Xiaoyao when the time comes.

at the same time.

A courtyard with a quiet environment and pleasant scenery in the Royal Capital.

The fairy mist is faint, and the sun is lingering.

There is a divine breath permeating.

In the courtyard, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged.

The flowers and plants around him seemed to be nourished, bright and lush.

And Jun Xiaoyao's whole person, breath is even more detached.

His right arm seemed to be imprinted with immortal patterns, like an immortal arm.

In the distance, Qin Xuan watched Jun Xiaoyao practicing with a surprised look, shocked.

That kind of weather is too amazing.

Nine lions, turned into nine Shiba Inu, lay lazily on the ground, eating the flesh of the spirit beast.

"The young man's breath is too terrifying," Qin Xuan exclaimed.

"Master, he is an evildoer, this kind of sight is not strange." Nine lions replied lazily.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's body shook slightly, which also ended his cultivation. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

In front of him, there was a pile of immortal sources that had lost their spirituality.

"It's okay. I have refined 14 large Luo fairy bones, plus the previous six, which is exactly 20." Jun Xiaoyao whispered.

His right arm, including the wrist bones, metacarpal bones, and phalanges, has 20 bones tempered into a big Luo fairy bone.

The power is definitely much better than before.

"It's still a bottomless pit, if only a fat and oily leek can be found." Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.

But he thought about it, and he hasn't found a suitable candidate yet.

As for Ye Xingyun, Jun Xiaoyao never cared about this little role.

I didn't know that he had such a change later.

"The banquet is about to begin." Jun Xiaoyao got up and walked to Qin Xuan and the nine lions.

"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Where is the son going?" Qin Xuan asked.

"Imperial Palace, Forbidden City to make an appointment!" Jun Xiaoyao said with deep eyes.

"Entry?" Qin Xuan was puzzled.

At this moment, nine lions and one donkey rolled, got up and soared into the air.

The golden light surged and shook the sky, and all the monks were astonished in a radius of ten miles.

Among the gods, a mighty and mighty nine lions appeared and roared to the sky!

Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the void and directly sat cross-legged on the nine lions.

"Why, don't you go together? This **** son said, you may be able to look forward to it." Jun Xiaoyao looked down and looked at Qin Xuan.

And Qin Xuan on the ground is already like a clay sculpture, stuck in place.

It seemed to be lost.

"The son is... the son of the Jun family?!"

Qin Xuanyu covered her pink lips with her hand, couldn't help but lose her voice, blood poured to her forehead, her pretty face flushed red.

She was dizzy and almost fainted because of excessive surprise, excitement, and excitement!