Emperor Yong had Star Tower, Military Court, Jiange and Shushan.

Xinglou is responsible for supervising the country's destiny.

The star sorcerer in the Star Tower can be divided into Tianshi, Earth and Human.

The star master can not only monitor the national destiny,

It can also deduce everything that has happened over the past five thousand years, whether it is a person or a country's destiny.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was already relieved.

Even the Emperor Capital Star Tower took action, and the only one who could instruct the Star Tower was the one in the palace.

He didn't expect that even Emperor Yong was so interested in what he was in him.

More than a dozen figures condensed into a magnificent pressure and enveloped Ding Xiaoyi.

The pressures were like invisible mountains, making Ding Xiaoyi feel suffocating.

The long sword in his hand even exuded a brilliant sword light.

He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.

Each figure released its own life wheel, and the rolling pressure filled the entire sky.

After the water of Nujiang was under the majestic pressure,

There were waves of howling sounds, and huge waves surged.

At this time, a murderous atmosphere arose in the sky.

"I didn't expect you to be the successor of Xinglou. Even the one in the palace wanted to get the things on Ding. These groups should be worshipped in the inner courtyard of the palace, right?"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flashed over a famous super cultivator and finally fell on Song Tianye.

"Who doesn't want to get the chance to ascend to immortality? Your Majesty just doesn't want the chance to ascend to immortality to fall into the hands of others."

Song Tianye's face turned solemn, and he said slowly to Ding Xiaoyi.

"The fate of the Great Yong Kingdom is not maintained by these illusory things. The path of immortality has been cut off and there is no hope of ascension to immortality. Hasn't Xinglou been deduced? You are just deceiving yourself."

"Dayan is fifty, escape one of them, and Xinglou also deduces the opportunity, and this opportunity lies with you."

Song Tianye said with great calmness, without any slight tide in his eyes.

"What a great Da Yan fifty, escape one."

Ding Xiaoyi remembered what Li Chungou said to him when he left Qingzhou. He remembered what the silver-haired old woman Xuanyuan said to him when she was in Taoyuan Village.

And he was one of the ones who escaped, which made him very confused.

Why is he the one who escaped, who is he?

He really wants to find his own life experience.

No wonder Aunt Yin asked herself to go to the imperial capital before her death, saying that she could find her own life experience.

In this way, I must have known my life experience.

"Since you want to take the opportunity from me, then show your strength."

Ding Xiaoyi abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind. With a deep shout, he burst into strong self-confidence.

A thousand scattered, vast clouds,

Ding Xiaoyi's temperament suddenly changed.

He stood proudly in the center of more than ten super masters holding a long sword in his hand. His eyes were as dazzling and bright as the stars in the cold night.

"Wow...",

The sword in his hand stirred up a sword roar.

The sword intentions, like a tide, spread out in all directions, and the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand burst out with crisscrossing sword energy.

But a middle-aged man in brocade robe had a rising momentum.

I saw the rolling righteous spirit rushing towards Ding Xiaoyi like a storm.

This is a scholar holding a thick book in his hand, and his body is filled with a magnificent righteousness.

then,

The book in the scholar's hand turned into a long sword full of cold light, and the sword swung down towards Ding Xiaoyi with the momentum of storm.

Another burly man in gorgeous armor was holding a flaming spear.

The spear swept with flames and stabbed Ding Xiaoyi around him.

At this moment,

Several figures released their life wheel, like countless invisible mountains crushing down Ding Xiaoyi.

But Ding Xiaoyi's figure shook,

The long sword in his hand stirred up a brilliant sword light.

The sword light was like a bamboo shoot and attacked several weapons.

"Boom, boom, boom",

Ding Xiaoyi's figure immediately retreated several feet away.

His eyes narrowed, and the sword in his hand once again let out a loud long whisper.

"hiss……",

The space torn apart under the sharp sword light.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure suddenly disappeared,

When he appeared, his figure had already appeared next to the scholar whose righteous spirit was filled with all his body.

A sword light flashed,

Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed towards the scholar's eyebrows.

His figure turned into countless afterimages, but the scholar's face turned solemn.

I saw the scholar wave his sleeves,

A powerful and intense righteous energy turned into a thunderous momentum and slapped Ding Xiaoyi's chest.

If Ding Xiaoyi did not dodge, his sword could penetrate the scholar's eyebrows.

But the scholar's righteousness in his sturdy spirit would also slap his chest.

at the same time,

The flaming spear swept across the thousands of troops and swept towards the countless afterimages.

Ding Xiaoyi's face turned cold,

His figure shook, and countless afterimages suddenly disappeared.

And his figure passed by the scholar,

I saw a flash of sword light and a stream of blood sprinkled up.

A sword light flashed by,

Ding Xiaoyi's figure passed by the scholar like a phantom, and the long sword in his hand had already passed through the scholar's neck.

With a "bang",

And the flame spear also hit his back hard.

Ding Xiaoyi was hit hard, and his body staggered.

At this moment,

Several more weapons were shrouded in the breath of death and shrouded him.

Ding Xiaoyi felt the pressure increase, and the long sword in his hand waved towards the several weapons.

"Wow...",

The sword lights crisscrossed.

Ding Xiaoyi was covered with brilliant sword lights, and the attacks of the weapons were blocked by him.

At this time,

A ghostly figure ignored the crisscrossing sword energy, and the ghostly figure sank into the sword light.

However, it was an old man with a pale face. The old man was dressed in gray clothes, but his body was extremely strange.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was shocked,

The long sword in his hand cut towards the ghostly figure, and the sword light kept flashing in front of the ghostly body.

"Zang",

The ghostly figure shot out a dagger from his hand and hit Ding Xiaoyi's long sword.
To be continued...