I woke up after 300 million years

The king's orthodoxy is transformed into a divine palace.

"Are you ready?"

"Ancestor, I can't wait to put on the bones of a saint." The sickly Ji Hongwen was lying on an ice bed, her body trembling, not with fear, but with excitement and excitement.

She looked sideways at the boy next to her. He had a childish face, his eyes were covered with black cloth, and his hands and feet were bound, like a lamb being slaughtered.

The boy's name is Ji Hongyu. He is the younger brother of Ji Hongyuan who has never met him. He was born seven years ago and recently awakened from the bones of a saint.

The black-clothed ancestor picked up a big knife and prepared to dig out the boy's saint bones.

When the blade fell on the boy's chest, he paused, remembered something, and said:

"Yesterday, the Supreme Palace arrived in the Central Continent. Our people learned the news that Ji Hongyuan is not dead and has become a close disciple of the ninth elder of the Supreme Palace. He will participate in this Supreme War and obtain a god-given quota."

"Not dead!" Ji Hongwen stood up suddenly with an expression of disbelief.

After two seconds of relaxation, she licked her lips, her eyes were blood red, and she said to herself:

"Isn't he dead? My stupid brother, why is he living in the lower world and ascending to the upper world? Are you ready to seek revenge from me? Take back your own saint's heart? That's fine, just let me trample on you and rub you in front of all races. I'll pinch you and let you lick my feet, hahaha..."

Ji Hongwen laughed with a strange and scary expression.

The ancestor in black had no choice in this matter. His granddaughter's character was too twisted and could not be corrected. Yuhua Palace pinned all its hopes on Ji Hong's tattoo, and overindulgence caused all this.

The black-clothed ancestor sighed softly and said eloquently, "This time, there are two God-given quotas in Yuhua Palace, one for you and one for Ice Girl. Originally, I planned to give the Ice Girl quota to Long Aotian, but he didn't want it. He thought that one step at a time The fun is until the end.”

"So, you and Ice Girl still have one year to prepare. You must master the Saint Bone as soon as possible and get the first place in the Supreme Battle!"

Ji Hongwen grinned and thought in her mind, "First, it must be me. I saw myself as the supreme self, I saw myself sweeping across an era..."

The black-clothed ancestor stopped talking and slashed open the boy's chest with a knife!

Heart-rending screams echoed in the dark chamber.

At the door of the secret room, the boy's parents looked expectant.

......

The supreme orthodoxy, the Peacock Kingdom.

The man held a colorful feather fan and was as handsome as an immortal, walking slowly towards the palace.

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince."

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince."

Along the way, the powerful people bowed their hands and saluted the man with great respect.

Kong Rong entered the main hall, and as far as he could see, his father was majestic and solemn on the throne, and hundreds of princes and princesses were already waiting for him.

"Father." Kong Rong walked to the first row, shoulder to shoulder with the eldest prince and the third princess.

The Peacock Emperor nodded slightly and said in a heavy tone:

"The Supreme Battle is about to begin. I have decided that among the ten God-given quotas, one will be given to Kong Weiwei, one to Kong Rong, one to Kong Li, and one to..."

The princes and princesses had no objections to the arbitrary distribution, and no one was happy or sad.

The most ruthless ones are the emperors. They don't dare to show too many emotions. They must think twice before speaking and doing things. Otherwise, they will die without knowing how.

The Peacock Emperor seemed to be very optimistic about Kong Rong and asked tentatively:

"Rong'er, which opponents do you think are worthy of note in this supreme battle?"

Kong Rong, who was standing in the first row, took a step forward, graceful and responded with a smile:

"The world is still uncertain, and everyone is a dark horse."

Having said this is equivalent to not saying it, but it is the best answer.

The third princess Kong Li showed a strong desire and explained aloud:

"Father, based on the situation of the last Supreme War, the most noteworthy are the three great traditions, one is the Cloud and Mist Fairy Trail, the other is the Supreme Hall, and the third is the Great Luck Tradition. It is a pity that the emperor's brother did not receive the inheritance from the saints in the lower realm, otherwise Brother Huang’s qualifications have already broken through to the Supreme Realm.”

Facing the third sister whose tea was full of tea, Kong Rong calmly talked about it:

"Father, I have tried my best. Caixi came out of Sanqianzhou. She killed the younger generation by herself. She was stunning for all ages and made me ashamed. I think she must have come to the upper world and maybe she will participate in this event." Supreme War, if she appears, you will naturally understand that I did not lie."

......

The supreme orthodoxy, the supreme palace.

The fairy boat stopped on a mountain peak. Jian San held the communication jade talisman and was unable to contact Su Yao.

Elder Jiuli leaned against a peach tree and said feebly:

"Uncle Su hasn't arrived yet for the Supreme Battle tomorrow, which is worrying."

The Fifth Elder and the Seventh Elder were playing chess, with relaxed expressions on their faces, "I was wondering if I should fill in Yan Fan's name."

"Nonsense, Uncle Master is going to save people in person. Nothing will happen to Yan Fan. If he doesn't fill in his name, he will lose the qualification for the Supreme Battle. Whether he can arrive is his problem. Whether he fills it in or not is our problem. , do you understand?" The seventh elder spoke plausibly, and the black chess was lost and he won the victory.

Three thousand geniuses are still practicing on the immortal boat.

Kong Renjie was restless, three parts nervous, three parts apprehensive, three parts eager, and one part confused.

He never thought that he could participate in the Supreme Battle. As a result, he went out to practice three times and got the opportunity three times. He just practiced to the Three Thousand Realm Lord Realm and competed for a spot.

The elegant Xuanyuan Shu glanced around and took the initiative to say hello, "Junior brother, don't be nervous. Regardless of victory or defeat, at least we have worked hard and everything will be as it comes."

Kong Renjie responded, "Senior Brother, I also know that everything is left to chance, but I can't control the nervousness in my heart. I'm a little panicked and afraid of embarrassing the Supreme Palace."

The No. 1 sect in the Supreme Hall is known as Senior Brother, Xuanyuan Shu.

......

The next morning.

"Fortunately, it's not too late." Su Yao changed into a red skirt and trousers, her black hair was tied up, with strands of hair attached to her ears, and she wore a light pink gauze.

In the past, Su Yao's beauty was 70% aloof, but now she is 30% approachable.

Today is the golden age of the Supreme War. Early in the morning, the immortal boats and horses in the sky and on the earth are all heading in the same direction.

Su Yao put away the fairy boat and took Yan Fan's arm, low-key yet noble.

After a while, the two arrived at Tianyuan, the holy land in the Central Continent.

As far as the eye can see, you can see the endless prairie with lush grass and beautiful scenery.

There were layers of auspicious clouds, and the crowd was as turbulent as the sea. Many monks set up stalls, selling heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and shouted loudly at the top of their voices.

Those teams with uniform uniforms obviously belong to the participating crowd and hold their heads high.

In the center of Tianyuan, there is a magic weapon called "Tiantian Platform". It is a battle platform given by the Tianxing clan. It is made of special metal and cannot be destroyed by the Supreme Being.

“It’s so lively!”

Yan Fan looked left and right, walking among the crowd.

Su Yao's posture was dignified, without the openness of two people alone, and she whispered:

"The number of creatures here today will not be less than ten billion, and the number of geniuses participating in the Supreme Battle will not be less than two million. Of course, 99% of them will be eliminated in the first game."

Yan Fan sighed secretly, this elimination rate can be described in two words - cruel.

They slowly arrived near the Celestial Platform.

The place is overcrowded, divided into thousands of areas, equipped with tables, chairs, fine wine, refreshments, etc. Only monks from the King's lineage and the Supreme lineage are eligible to sit.

At this time, the masters of a sect, the masters of a country, and the mysterious ancestors...were sitting in the front row one by one, chatting and drinking, laughing and testing each other.

The fight hadn't even started yet, but the atmosphere was already very lively.

Yan Fan looked around and said, "Aren't you here yet?"

"Jiansan has a free and easy temperament, is lazy, and is very gossipy. He often likes to step on things." Su Yao complained.

She is not worried that anything will happen to her disciples. The reputation of the Supreme Palace is one of the best in Hongtian, and few Taoists dare to offend it.

At this time, a middle-aged man stopped, stared at Su Yao for two seconds, and shouted in surprise:

"Yao Yao!"

"Qin Huang." Su Yao recognized the other party, a former suitor.

The man strode closer and smiled happily, "Yao Yao, I saw you at a glance in the vast sea of ​​people. Our fate cannot be severed. You...why are you wearing a veil?"

"I'm too good-looking. I'm afraid of being harassed by prostitutes. Also, don't get close to me!" Su Yao said seriously.

Afraid of being harassed by rogues? There is something in your words, well, you shouldn't be talking about me... Qin Huang comforted himself, and then he realized something was wrong.

Su Yao actually held a man's hand! ?

Qin Huang frowned, looked at Yan Fan and asked:

"Yao Yao, who is he?"

Su Yao leaned in Yan Fan's arms, deliberately showing affection, and said calmly:

"my husband."

Qin Huang was stunned.

listen!

The sound of heartbreak!