Chapter 1475 The Holy Emperor Arrives
Yin Wuque's features are so distinct that everyone can never forget them.
The strange thing is that his feminine and charming demeanor and movements are not artificial, and they are very consistent with his own breath.
The dozen or so young geniuses around looked at him and Kuanglong leisurely, with complicated expressions and playful eyes.
Kuanglong turned his head slowly, glanced at him with cold eyes, and said in a murderous tone, "Yin Yang man, I will wring your neck off with my own hands!"
When he said this, his expression was not ferocious, as if he was explaining a fact.
But the young geniuses around felt a sharp and icy breath, and couldn't help shivering.
Just as Kuanglong and Yin Wuque faced each other tit for tat and secretly competed with momentum, another dazzling stream of light flew from the distant sky.
"Shua!"
In the blink of an eye, the dazzling stream of light fell under the ring, revealing a tall figure of a woman in a blue dress and long skirt.
This woman was about the same height as Ji Tianxing, with a slender and attractive figure, with well-proportioned bumps.
On the luxurious ice blue long dress, there are several ice flower patterns dotted, dozens of bright ice blue feather diamonds, and tassels are embroidered on the neckline and cuffs.
Her long gray hair was tied with a simple silver ribbon, hanging down tamely behind her head to her waist.
Her face was fair and beautiful, and her big clear eyes shone with a cold and deep brilliance.
No matter from the aesthetics of Shenwu Continent or Ji Tianxing's perspective, this is a beautiful iceberg beauty with a noble and glamorous temperament.
When she appeared, hundreds of thousands of people in the square all focused on her, staring at her intently.
More than a dozen young geniuses also showed a hint of awe, staring at her.
She glanced at Kuang Long and Yin Wuque expressionlessly, and said something indifferently and without the slightest emotion.
"No matter how much you fight, it's just two trash."
What an arrogant woman!
Kuanglong and Yin Wuque had a great reputation in the Izumo Empire, and they were among the top three martial arts geniuses among the younger generation.
But the woman in the blue skirt didn't take them seriously, and dared to despise them in person.
But Kuang Long and Yin Wuque were ashamed and angry in their hearts, but they didn't dare to attack on the surface.
Both of them suppressed their anger, sneered, and responded in a neutral way.
"Hmph! Lan Yiqing, the ranking battle hasn't started yet, and we don't know who will win!"
"You haven't broken through the sixth level of Yuanshen yet, what are you proud of?"
However, the counterattack of the two seemed a little weak.
Lan Yiqing didn't take it to heart at all, he stopped looking at them two, and stood on the spot with a blank expression, waiting for the start of the ranking battle.
Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing stared at Lan Yiqing solemnly, and took a few careful glances.
"Lan Yiqing, the undisputed number one young genius, has reached the fifth level of the Yuanshen Realm after 40 years of cultivation, and is about to break through the sixth level of the Yuanshen Realm!
It is said that this woman has a mysterious origin and a profound background, and many dignitaries in the Izumo Empire dare not offend her..."
He murmured silently in his heart, quietly observing Lan Yiqing's demeanor and behavior, wanting to spy on her strength and details.
To Ji Tianxing, the twelve ordinary geniuses were no threat, only Yin Wuque, Kuanglong and Lan Yiqing could attract his attention.
Among the three, Lan Yiqing is the strongest and the most mysterious, and he is his number one rival!
"In the Profound Sky Continent, with my strength at the fourth level of the Primordial Spirit Realm, it is enough to compete against the powerhouses at the sixth or seventh level.
But in this Divine Martial Continent, there are a lot of arrogance like clouds, geniuses emerge in large numbers, and martial arts are also multiplied to the extreme. The strength of the three of them, Lan Yiqing, is stronger than me..."
Ji Tianxing was thinking silently, his eyes became more dignified and cautious.
At this moment, a colorful auspicious cloud was flying towards the northwest of the square.
On the seven-colored auspicious cloud about ten feet wide, stood ten middle-aged strong men in luxurious clothes and powerful aura.
The leader is a tall, burly, and handsome middle-aged man.
He was wearing a dark golden robe with the sun, moon, stars and dragons embroidered on it, with gold trims on the hem and cuffs of the robe, and a delicate and gorgeous crown on his head.
He just stood tall and straight in the clouds, looking at the front with a blank face, and his whole body exuded the awe-inspiring aura of controlling the world, as powerful as a god.
Ji Tianxing's gaze was immediately attracted by this person, and he felt that this person's strength was unfathomable and had reached an extremely terrifying state!
At the same time, hundreds of thousands of people in the square bowed and bowed one after another, saluting respectfully.
"Welcome the Holy Emperor!"
Everyone saluted and shouted in unison, and the sound waves gathered into an invisible torrent, resounding through the entire Sky Cloud City.
Ji Tianxing immediately understood that the god-like man in the golden robe was none other than Izumo the Great, a martial sage!
Martial Saint is a strong man above the Nine Tribulations Realm.
The strong man who has survived the nine heavenly tribulations, escaped reincarnation, transcended the ordinary and became holy, lived forever, and controlled the world is the Martial Saint!
Before that, Ji Tianxing had only heard that above Yuanshen Realm, there were Nine Tribulations Realm and Martial Saint Realm, but he had never seen them.
Now, he finally saw the real martial arts powerhouse, and he was immediately overwhelmed by the sacred aura of Emperor Izumo, and a deep envy and yearning arose in his heart.
"When will I be able to reach his state, stand proudly in the clouds, overlook all living beings in the world, turn my hands into clouds, and turn my hands into rain?"
Behind Emperor Izumo stood a white-haired old man in a purple robe, holding a dark gold book in his left hand and a large black pen in his right.
The old man's clothes are fluttering, and he looks like a fairy. On the surface, he looks ordinary, but in fact his breath is restrained, blending with the heaven and the earth.
Ji Tianxing could sense that the old man's strength had also reached the Martial Saint Realm.
It's just that the old man is slightly weaker than Emperor Izumo, and his breath doesn't look sacred and majestic, but rather has the fairy breath of an outsider.
He guessed right away that this purple-robed old man was probably the holy master of the Izumo Empire, a great sage who assisted Emperor Izumo in governing the empire!
In addition to Izumo the Great and the Saint Master, there are eight strong men standing on Xiangyun.
The strength realm of those eight people obviously did not reach the Martial Saint Realm, but they were dozens of times stronger than the Primordial Spirit Realm, so they should be strong in the Nine Tribulation Realm.
Ji Tianxing saw that these people were all imposing, dignified, and very dignified, so he guessed that these people were the top dignitaries of the Izumo Empire.
Not long after, the colorful auspicious clouds flew to the middle of the square, suspended in the air of hundreds of feet.
Hundreds of thousands of people in all directions bowed deeply and saluted, all maintaining a devout and respectful demeanor.
Even those fifteen young geniuses who were arrogant and arrogant, kept bending over and did not dare to get up, with an air of awe.
Emperor Izumo's gaze swept across the audience majesticly, and then he raised his hands falsely, signaling that everyone should stay calm.
Afterwards, he announced in a majestic tone, with a voice like a bell: "This ranking competition is of great importance. Fifteen young geniuses stand out from thousands of people..."