Summon the Mahayana Shadow Corps to establish the Shura Hall.

Tiannan.

City of Stars.

This is a completely neutral and proudly independent force from the major imperial families.

Qunxing City is famous for commenting on the heroes of the world and ranking the strength of the major forces in the south of the world.

But the essence of the business of Star City is a 'tongue-chewing' thing, which is very easy to upset.

After all, there is no first in Wen and no second in Wu.

No strong person wants to be judged all day.

And they are also evaluated by beings weaker than themselves.

However, legend has it that the Lord of Star City has an extremely terrifying background.

Therefore, even the ten great emperor clans in Tiannan did not dare to come to the trouble of Star City.

Therefore, Qunxing City has become a spy holy city in the south of the Middle Continent, and countless spies of forces have taken root here, paying attention to changes in the list at any time.

At this moment, the Wanchun Building of the Star Pavilion is in a suite on the top floor.

In the suite sat an imposing son-in-law.

Yingying Yanyan's fairy snuggled in Brother Gongzi's arms, making a few bursts of laughter from time to time.

"Ah Xing, why have you been frowning since you returned from Dongzhou."

A holy son of the Fire Cloud Qilin Emperor Clan raised his glass and asked curiously.

A Xing is the nickname of Zhuge Xing, and no one else can call it except those close to him.

The so-called four iron of life!

The Holy Sons present here were from the ten great emperor families, all of them had limited potential.

Pursuing the supremacy of eating, drinking and fun, and destroying the family property as the purpose of the sons and daughters.

Therefore, they have an irreversible relationship with Zhuge Xing, and they can be regarded as the best drinking and meat friends.

"Yes, Ah Xing, what's wrong with you? Could it be that he encountered the Nether Supreme who was sleeping in the Eastern Continent?

Another Gongzi brother, who was shaped like a lion and had purple crystals on his skin, also asked.

He is the holy son of the Amethyst Lion Clan, and he is powerful.

"Nether Supreme?"

Zhuge Xing woke up like a dream, shook his head with a wry smile, and said in a low voice:

"I think that existence is more terrifying than the Nether Supreme."

All the princes present looked at each other, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"Ah Xing, are you confused, the Supreme is the strongest in this world, how can there be a more terrifying existence than the Supreme?"

An ancient holy son, holding a wine glass in his hand, said with disdain.

"I don't know if it's the Supreme, I just know that the Being is terrifying.

In front of him, the ten great emperor clans are probably just chickens and dogs.

Zhuge Xing's face showed a sad look of memory, and the Heavenly Court lingered in his mind like a nightmare.

Even if he returned to the Star Pavilion and was sheltered by the Great Emperor's father.

He also felt like sitting on pins and needles, and his heart was panicked, as if some great disaster was about to come.

"How is it possible, the situation in Tiannan has not changed for tens of thousands of years, and our ten great emperor clans are standing!"

A white giant with a faint twinkle of stars on his forehead buzzed.

In this land of the south of Middle Africa.

The ten great emperor clans surpassed all living beings and became gods who jointly ruled the ten directions of the southern part of the heavens.

The ten emperor races are the Bloodthirsty Mad Dragon Clan, the Fire Cloud Qilin Clan, the Ancient Cangluan Clan, the Abyss Demon Clan, the Roaring Wind Beast Clan, the Amethyst Lion Clan, the Nine-Star Giant Spirit Clan, the Double-headed Divine Cow Clan, the Colorful Peacock Clan, and the Wind Yan Thunder Peng Clan.

The ten great emperor families all have a common feature, they once traveled to the core of the Middle Continent - Xingzhou.

Xingzhou is a completely different world, and it is very easy to feel the heart of heaven here.

The Great Emperor can try to attract the heart of heaven in Xingzhou and leave his own imprint.

The emperor with the Heavenly Heart Mark is equivalent to having a ticket to enter the supreme realm, and his combat power is more fierce, and he can kill several emperors in the same realm!

Therefore, the strong people who have imprinted the Tianxin mark will be called the ten emperor families, which will distinguish them from other emperor families.

"Ah Xing, you are a god, do you know the name of that existence?"

The holy son of the bloodthirsty mad dragon clan, his eyes flashed with bloody light, and said in a deep voice.

When Zhuge Xing heard this, he hesitated for a second, and said slowly and firmly word by word:

"He, of the name, the word, the word, the heavens, the court."

The atmosphere of the entire private room suddenly froze.

Time seemed to stop for this second, and everyone was speechless in shock.

"Heavenly Court? Ah Xing, I heard you right!? The

colorful peacock holy son plucked his ears and asked suspiciously.

"Hahahaha, Heavenly Court? How can such forces exist, I think someone pulled the tiger skin to pull the banner! The

Abyss Demon Saint Son looked up to the sky and laughed, his tone full of disdain.

What heavenly court, there is no such thing as well!

"Heavenly Court? I have heard the elders of the clan say that the power established in the primeval period has long been destroyed. The

Holy Son of the Two-Headed Divine Cow hesitated for a moment before speaking.

It sleeps with one head closed and the other manages daily life.

When the other holy sons present heard this, they turned their heads to look at the double-headed sacred cow.

The double-headed sacred cow family likes to collect books, as well as trace the magical powers of the past and present.

Therefore, the style of the double-headed sacred cow is incompatible with the other nine races, and it is more bookish.

"A force that has been destroyed, even if it has the ability to re-establish, has limited potential."

Feng Yan Lei Peng Holy Son shook his head and said.

"The old bird is right, what is the fear of a force that has perished for an unknown amount of time?"

"Yes, it can't reach the height of our top ten emperor clan, how loud is the name?"

"Then play music and dance, drink and watch the dance do not stop,"

everyone present heard this, and they all agreed with the opinion of the Holy Son of Feng Yan Lei Peng.

The private room resumed laughing and playing, completely forgetting Zhuge Xing's words.

What heavenly court?

Is it a big deal to have a young lady?

"No one can empathize with my unease."

Zhuge Xing lowered his head and sighed deeply.

When his emperor father heard about the Heavenly Court, he was also noncommittal.

Everyone took him for a fool, for a madman.

Zhuge Xing felt as if he was alone in the world, and no one could understand it!

Buzz.

The bloodthirsty mad dragon holy son, the colorful peacock holy son, and the double-headed sacred cow holy son, the faces of the three changed at the same time.

Suddenly, the storage rings of the holy sons trembled, and several things flew out uncontrollably.

The first is a miniature door, the second is a piece of red clay, the third is a green dragon that bites each other end-to-end, and the fourth is a skull engraved with the word Tianxiao.

"This is?"

When the other holy sons saw these things, their faces changed.

Looking at the eyes of the three people, there was a hint of vigilance.

With the tokens of the killer organization, for what it is for, it goes without saying.

"What are these rats hiding in the sewers crazy?"

The colorful peacock holy son's face turned slightly red, and he said with a sneer.

"Fellow holy sons, don't worry, although these four killer organizations are very weak, they are sometimes a very good sword, if necessary, Old Niu can introduce you."

The double-headed sacred cow holy son was thick-skinned and said calmly.

When the others heard this, they couldn't help but move in their hearts, and their hearts began to calculate.

Although the four major killer organizations, compared with the ten emperor families behind them, are simply garbage.

But at the level of their holy son, the four killer organizations were more than enough!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

I saw the token where the killer organization was blooming.

Four identical tokens flew out!

Just when everyone is not aware of why.

Zhuge Xing's eyes widened sharply, and he shouted in horror:

"Asura Ling, he is coming!" No, He has come! "