I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"It is said that her physique is innately suitable for comprehending the Dao of Heaven and Earth, do you understand?" Qin Feng asked.

"I've heard more accurate news. She seems to be the legendary congenital fetus..." Tang Rui lowered his voice.

"Congenital birth?" Chu Xianxian's pretty face was full of astonishment when he heard this.

You know, in the legend, after this kind of physique is perfected, it can always be integrated into the Dao realm, almost as if it is one with the heaven and the earth, blending into the Dao self and nature, which is very mysterious.

"It's actually a congenital Taoist child, no wonder her cultivation level has always surpassed most of the saint children." Qin Feng said thoughtfully.

At that time, although none of the Saint Child level figures could fight him, the Yaochi Saintess, Lingshan Fozi, and Feng Wunian were the few worthy of his attention.

"Although my news is relatively accurate, I can't be sure it's true. I'm afraid only some elders in the Holy Land of Yaochi know what kind of physique the Saintess of Yaochi is." Tang Rui said.

Qin Feng nodded.

In the following time, peerless geniuses arrived one after another.

The sky demon body rode a very large ancient ship, stood on the bow of the ship, sailed like a wind and waves, and entered the Qiongyu Tower.

Li Wenjian, the sword son of Jianzong, came with his sword, accompanied by the sound of the sword resounding through the world, like a stream of light.

The Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land, the Holy Maiden of Misty Palace, the Sixth Prince of Gugan Shengchao, the Buddha Son of Lingshan...

Those who received invitations, even if they were not the sons and goddesses of the ancient holy land family, were almost all already famous all over the world.

However, there are exceptions.

"Boom boom..."

Suddenly, a bright golden light flew over from a distance, and the terrifying aura was deafening.

For a while, many eyes were attracted.

It was found that it was a man covered in ancient golden armor, not only his body, but even his face was covered by a golden mask, which looked extremely domineering.

"Who is this person?"

Many monks were astonished.

Because they have never heard of any peerless genius who looks like this without even showing his face.

And it is obvious that there are many eyes in the Qiongyu Tower, looking at the figure in the ancient golden armor.

"Divine breath!"

"Divine breath!"

At this moment, two exclamations sounded in Qin Feng's ears at the same time.

One is a black dragon.

One is Jin Yulu who was suppressed by Qin Feng in the nine-story demon tower for many years.

"God?" Qin Feng was a little surprised.

"He has a divine aura about him."

Jin Yulu couldn't be like the black dragon, who can always check the situation outside the nine-story demon tower, but at this moment, his body was glowing with golden light, and he felt his blood was boiling, and said: "And it is more intense than the divine breath in my blood lake."

"Could it be a descendant of the Shenji clan!"

In the words of the black dragon, there was some fear and said: "But I remember, didn't the Shenji clan become extinct?"

"Why, are you afraid of God?" Qin Feng heard the hint of fear, and smiled lightly.

"Just kidding, this dragon is a dragon race, and there is no other race that can scare this dragon."

The black dragon immediately retorted, but then murmured in a low voice: "But if this guy is really a descendant of the gods, it means that there may be old antiques of the gods alive, and he is definitely a very terrifying guy."

Jin Yulu also clenched his fists tightly, sensing the figure in the ancient golden armor carefully, wanting to know the details of the other party.

He had heard a legend about the Daliao Dynasty, and he wondered if this guy might be the legendary figure in the Daliao Dynasty.

"Om..."

In Qin Feng's eyes, golden runes loomed.

He cast his divine pupils, trying to see through the ancient golden armor whether it was a human race or a monster race.

However, what surprised Qin Feng was that even though he had divine pupils, he couldn't see through the ancient golden armor at all.

"It seems that this person has an extraordinary status!" Qin Feng secretly said in his heart.

Similarly, Jin Yulu in the nine-story demon tower also sensed it.

"Shh!"

And at this moment, the figure in the ancient golden armor above the lake had already stepped forward and arrived in front of the Qiongyu Tower.

"I'm coming to the banquet."

In the ancient golden armor, came a cold voice, which sounded very young.

"Your Excellency, please show the invitation card." The middle-aged person in charge of the reception at Qiongyu Building said.

He didn't remember giving the invitation to this person.

"There are no invitations."

After that, the man wanted to step in.

"Are you going to force your way in?"

The middle-aged man in Qiong Yulou's complexion was not good. He stretched out his palm, intending to grab the shoulder of the man in the ancient golden armor and throw him out.

"Oh!"

However, just as his palm touched the ancient golden armor, his whole body was shaken back again and again, even with half a step of strength at the extreme martial state, he couldn't even get close.

His face was suddenly full of surprise and solemnity.

"Hiss... who is this guy who dares to break into Qiongyu Tower?"

"More importantly, his strength seems to be good, and I'm afraid he is already at the Martial Extreme Realm."

"..."

The monks here couldn't help but gasped, and they all said in horror.

Although Qiongyulou is just a restaurant, the owner behind it has never shown up, but many saint-level figures often come and go here to hold banquets. As long as you are not a fool, you can think that the owner behind this is definitely not ordinary.

In the Qiongyu Tower, the sons and saints of the gods also had serious expressions on their faces. They didn't know who this person in the ancient gold armor was.

"Boom!"

At the same time, an astonishing aura broke out in Qiongyu Tower, and it was about to come out to maintain the majesty of Qiongyu Tower.

However, before the strong man showed up, the Saintess of Xianyao Ridge had already come out of the Qiongyu Tower to smooth things over.

"It was my negligence that I was unable to send invitations to Your Excellency when I invited the world's best geniuses to this banquet."

The voice of the saint from Xianyao Ridge sounded like the sound of heaven, and said, "I also ask Qiong Yulou to forgive me for not doing my job well."

Of course, she was just talking politely, because the invitation was not sent at all, and whoever felt qualified to attend the banquet would send someone to Qiongyulou to get it.

But this kind of polite talk is also for the sake of further simmering things on the surface, and everyone is not good-looking.

After all, the identity of the owner behind Qiongyu Tower is extraordinary, and this man in the ancient golden armor is too mysterious, maybe there is some great person behind it.

Once it froze, I'm afraid it would not end well.

"En." The mysterious man in the ancient golden armor just said a word and stepped in.

The strong man in the Qiongyu Tower had already opened his mouth when he saw the saintess of Xianyao Ridge, so he didn't show up again to stop him.