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Chapter 781: Imperial Holy Mountain

Later, Li Yuanba said goodbye directly to Qin Yichen, without saying a word, the figure turned into a streamer, and unhurriedly chased away in the direction of Gu Feitian and others.

Even if he knew the purpose of Gu Feitian and others, it must be something extraordinary, but Qin Yichen was not interested.

Qin Yichen took a deep breath and suppressed some sadness and some excitement.

Although with the help of Fu Mo Da Sheng, he has helped him to become a supreme hegemony, but his spiritual training method has not yet changed.

Although Lingshenjue has a speed that is far beyond the practice of spiritual force, its degree of tempering cannot be compared with the immortal deities that almost subverted Qin Yichen's concept!

And the demon palm method, although he has roughly grasped the Nine Forces, but in the case of using Wuhun, he has not yet tried.

Therefore, now for Qin Yichen, the most important thing is to master the three great magic skills!

The dynasty grand event is just a springboard to jump out of the dynasty area. With his strength, perhaps in the dynasty area, it can already be regarded as the top class.

However, as long as it is out of the realm of the dynasty, compared with the talents and geniuses who possess far more resources than the geniuses in the realm of the dynasty, this strength cannot be ranked in the top class!

The dynasty grand event lasted for a long time. In the following time, Qin Yichen not only practiced the supreme hegemony, but also under the control of his demon's spiritual power, the spiritual power also began to cultivate the immortal tactic!

With the passage of time, the dynasty grand banquet is also in full swing.

In such a cruel environment, the dynasty grand event also showed its terrible scene, with a mortality rate of 50%. This figure represents hundreds of talented young people who hate themselves. Just under half of the ferocious beasts died in the hands of menacing hearts.

During this time, there are still many people who have made breakthroughs in the battle between life and death, and become more advanced!

The waves are rushing into the sand, this ancient battlefield is like a cruel screening machine, the survival of the fittest, no trace of mercy!

And every day, every night, there is a fall of genius. One month has passed slowly.

On a certain day, when Qin Yichen was absorbing the sun spirit on a towering tree, from the depths of the ancient battlefield, an ancient bell groaned and spread widely.

Zhong Yin's voice spread and opened, ringing throughout the inner battlefield of the ancient battlefield, the long Zhong Yin, enduring!

When they heard this bell groaning, the figures hidden in the ancient battlefields, in the mountains and forests, or in some hidden places, all looked relaxed, and a touch of surprise emerged from their faces.

Is this terribly ancient battlefield trip finally over?

"The dynasty sacred mountain opens, and all remaining players immediately rush to the dynasty sacred mountain!"

With the sound of Zhong Yin sounding, a majestic sound, a mighty sound resounding between the heavens and the earth, and then spread far away, as if spreading throughout the ancient battlefield.

When I heard this voice, in the inner wall of the ancient battlefield, the remaining hundreds of people were looking extremely hot to the depths of the inner wall, where the sacred mountain of the dynasty was located.

They abandoned in their dynasty, enjoyed the respectful eyes of countless people, risked their lives to enter here, and waited, that was the day!

"Is it over?"

Qin Yichen also looked up, looking inward to the inner circle, and his heart was a kind of complexity.

A month ago, he left the Tianlong dynasty and came to this dynasty gathering of dynasties. At that time, he was just the peak of the king of martial arts. His strength is not the bottom of the line here, and it is definitely not a high-level class.

However, by chance, here is the heritage of Fu Mo. Although Qin Yichen has not yet fought a full battle since then, he is confident that even in the face of Gu Feitian and Yaoyue, he may not have the power of a war!

The mighty voice that filled the heavens and the earth slowly dissipated, and there was a figure all around the ancient battlefield, rushing away to the depths.

"Imperial sacred mountain, here I am!"

Qin Yichen also smiled slightly, immediately got up, and flew past the place where the sacred mountain of the imperial dynasty was.

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The sacred mountain of the imperial dynasty is located at the deepest part of the ancient battlefield. The sacred mountain is extremely steep, and its walls are straight into the clouds, extremely steep.

Perhaps it is because there is a kind of vague coercion from this towering mountain peak, and within a few dozen miles of this circle, there is no trace of a beast.

At this time, around this mountain peak, from time to time, there was a sound of breaking wind, thinking of every figure, with excitement, flying up.

After half a day, Qin Yichen also reached the peak.

Immediately after falling down, Qin Yichen's gaze was opened on the top of the mountain.

I can only see that the top of the mountain is a flat bluestone square. At this time, there are already dozens of figures standing on the square.

Most of these figures seem a little embarrassed, but they all have a proud smile on their faces.

To be able to reach this step in the dynasty grand event, the difficulties involved, only those who have experienced before, will know.

As he glanced at the end of Qingshi Square, Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed for a moment, and his eyes stopped there.

It can only be seen that at the end of his sight, there are three elegant pavilions floating in midair. Beyond these three Yatings, there is a kind of vague fluctuations, which makes people's sights a bit blurred, and it is impossible to see the scenes clearly.

I can only barely see that in Ya Ting, all the figures stood casually among them. The occasionally opened eyes and a faint look at the top of the mountain had a terrible coercion. If there were The shroud of nothing came in fear.

"Holy place, ambassador ..."

Looking at those somewhat vague figures, on the top of the mountain, many geniuses from various dynasties all couldn't help lowering their proud heads in humility to show respect.

They are very clear that these giants are the masters of this continent, and the dynasty where they belong can only survive under these detached forces.

These transcendental forces, whether they are the details or the level of strength, are enough to let them bend their proud body!

On the top of the sacred mountain of the imperial dynasty, there was a silence, under the several figures sitting casually among the three Yatings in the air, these geniuses were not half proud.

With the gradual passage of time, there are more and more people on the top of the bluestone platform on the top of the mountain. However, after more than a hundred figures, no one has come up!

Some people may be trapped inside, while others ... presumably the bones are not there!