Chapter 785 The Queen ascends the throne
Originally, she was promoted to the Wuzong, ascended to the throne of emperor, and became the Queen of Tianwu, which could be regarded as being able to help Han Yang from a blessed place.
But Chen Qiaoqian also didn't expect that her enemy would be so cunning and plot against her and "help" her advance to the Martial Master Realm so quickly.
This time, Han Yang was implicated, which made her very upset.
"Third-order spirit body?"
Han Yang originally didn't want to put too much pressure on Chen Qiaoqian, but when he saw the worried look in her eyes, he couldn't bear to persuade her any more.
After thinking for a moment, he quickly came up with a solution.
"There are ways to activate a third-level spirit body in a short period of time... Do you still remember the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Technique that I taught Ji Xiangtian?"
The second level is almost the limit of natural growth.
In a middle-thousand world like Qingtian Realm, it is unlikely that a third-order spirit body will appear.
If you want to change your destiny against nature, you need opportunities outside the rules.
The Heaven-Swallowing Divine Art is undoubtedly an extra opportunity.
"I'm willing to learn!"
Although the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Skill is actually more like a demonic skill, Chen Qiaoqian doesn't mind becoming a demon for Han Yang.
A flash of tenderness flashed in Han Yang's heart, he took her into his arms and said softly: "Okay, I will teach you this skill! When you ascend to the throne of emperor and become the Queen of Tianwu, I will help you soar to the sky."
At the beginning, Liu Yan only gathered the fortunes of the Dayan Dynasty, the Dashang Dynasty, and the Daxia Dynasty, and he was able to defeat the Wuzong in half a step from Emperor Wu. This shows how much luck and luck can help one's cultivation.
Chen Qiaoqian becomes the Queen of Tianwu and unifies Tianwu, and her strength will surely increase by leaps and bounds.
Breaking through the third level of Wu Zun is a piece of cake.
In fact, Han Yang killed hundreds of invading Martial Lords and Martial Emperors. With the blessing of heaven and earth gathering such luck, it was not impossible to break through to the fourth level of Martial Lord.
Moreover, the storm outside Tianwu Paradise is gathering, waiting for everything to explode during the Queen's coronation ceremony in a few days.
When the time comes, there will definitely be a crazy battle.
If Chen Qiaoqian can be allowed to madly devour the souls and flesh and blood essence of those who died in battle, she will definitely be able to achieve double breakthroughs in realm and spiritual body!
Killing is the nourishment for Chen Qiaoqian's promotion.
The crown of this Tianwu Queen is destined to be dyed red with blood.
After talking about business, the two cuddled together and enjoyed the rare silence.
The people around me were also understanding and didn't bother me.
Except for Han Yang, Song Tiandu, Qingshan Wuhuang and others are busy with the Queen's enthronement, and they are busy without touching the ground...
…
Time is like running water.
Today, the sky is cloudless in Tianwu Paradise, and the Queen's coronation ceremony is about to be held.
As soon as the day breaks, the magic land becomes lively.
Countless Martial Kings and Martial Emperors gathered in the Demon Realm to congratulate the Queen.
It can be said that almost all the Martial Emperors and Martial Kings of Tianwu have gathered here today.
"Are you sure? I feel like there's something wrong with the recent rumors..."
The Queen's coronation ceremony was about to be held, but Song Tiandu approached Han Yang uneasily.
"What's wrong?"
Han Yang knew what he meant, but still pretended to be confused and asked.
Song Tiandu had no choice but to smile bitterly, pointed to the sword light hanging high in the sky, and lowered his voice and asked: "Do you think that three-talented saint is reliable? What if his sword power breaks down at the critical moment? What will happen to us?" Isn’t it miserable…”
Today's Tianwu Continent is entirely protected by the sword intention left by the Three Talented Saint Jueyunzi.
Once something unexpected happens to the sword intention, even Han Yang will be unable to protect himself.
Han Yang looked up at the sword light in the sky, smiled and joked: "I am a saint, at least you can give me some confidence..."
Song Tiandu sighed: "This feeling of placing your life on others is really too bad."
To this day, the old Emperor Wu knows firsthand how sad it is to be unable to keep up with his talent.
Nowadays, Tianwu Blessed Land has been blessed by heaven and earth and is filled with Hongmeng Purple Qi. It is the best time to practice.
Unfortunately, these people have limited qualifications and have been unable to break through for a long time.
So far, he and Qingshan Martial Emperor have both stopped at the second level Martial Emperor and failed to be promoted to Martial Sect.
What worries him even more is that even if he is promoted to Wuzong, he will not be able to help much at present.
In the current situation, even a few more Martial Lords are of no use.
Song Tiandu felt to some extent Yuan Zong's original feeling of powerlessness.
Seeing Han Yang soar into the sky, carrying everything on his own, made the old Martial Emperor feel very uncomfortable.
"Do not worry!"
Han Yang patted Song Tiandu on the shoulder and said: "From today on, I, Tianwu... will have no external worries!"
Seeing Han Yang speak so firmly, Song Tian couldn't help but feel refreshed.
He was about to ask when Song Changsheng trotted over not far away: "Oh, what are you waiting for? I'm waiting for you to crown the Queen!"
Yes.
Under the arrangement of Song Tiandu and Emperor Qingshan Wu, Han Yang will crown the first queen of the Tianwu Dynasty.
Only Han Yang has this qualification.
Han Yang stood up, leaving Song Tiandu with a firm back.
Song Tiandu laughed boldly and said: "Although our human power is weak, our martial arts can be overwhelming! Although my Tianwu is weak, warriors are not afraid of death! Anyone who wants to invade my Tianwu must step on my corpse!"
So what if we lose today, we will just die.
…
The auspicious time has arrived, and the sound of rituals and music sounds.
The Queen's coronation ceremony officially begins.
Today's Tianwu Continent has ninety-eight Martial Emperors.
These ninety-eight Martial Emperors were lined up on the left and right, bowing in salute.
Chen Qiaoqian, under the spotlight of everyone, stepped up the steps and walked towards the throne that symbolized Tianwu's highest power.
Dressed in a bright yellow crown, Chen Qiaoqian can no longer see the innocence of a small town girl. Between her bright eyebrows, she has the majesty of a queen who rules a world and controls the universe.
"bye!"
Under the leadership of Song Tiandu, all the warriors kowtowed three times and bowed nine times to welcome the new emperor on his ascension to the throne.
"Please crown me!"
Han Yang held the tray in his hand and walked away.
The Demon King crowned the Queen, which is destined to become a good story in Tianwu Continent.
However, some people just don't want the story to go on smoothly.
"Jiejiejiejiejie... you want to ascend the throne as emperor, have you asked me?"
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, with a loud laugh, figures appeared in the sky above the Demon Realm.
ten!
Hundred!
There are nearly a hundred third-level Martial Lords standing in the void.
Everyone is shining with the brilliance of the Martial Ancestor Talisman.
In order to hunt Han Yang and hinder the establishment of the new dynasty, the Six Holy Lands spent a lot of money.
Even for a Martial Ancestor, making a talisman requires a lot of effort.
The entire hundred talismans were probably accumulated by the Six Holy Lands over tens of thousands of years.
"today……"
The first saint, with a look of contempt in his eyes, pointed his finger at Chen Qiaoqian rudely, preparing to say some dirty words.
The moment he raised his hand, a cold voice sounded.
"I'll chop off your dog's paws first!"
Following this shout, a bloody light shot into the sky.
Nine turns without form, fifth turn.
boom!
The blood exploded.
"defense!"
The Holy Son shouted loudly and prepared to form a defensive formation with other Martial Lords, but unfortunately, they misjudged Han Yang's speed.
The fifth of the nine-turn formless turns is equivalent to the eighth-level Martial Lord.
Before they could form a formation, Han Yang's sword light had already passed through his fingers.
Click.
The halo of the talisman shattered.
puff!
Several fingers flew into the void.
If I say I want to cut off your dog's claws, I will cut off your dog's claws.
The warriors in these holy places are still too proud and dare to get so close to Han Yang.
Obviously, they didn't learn a lesson from Han Ye'er's death at all.
Boom boom boom boom.
It wasn't until the unlucky saint's fingers were cut off that the others formed a magic circle.
"kill!"
No unnecessary nonsense, hundreds of warriors, half defensive and half offensive.
There are fully fifty talisman lights, causing boundless waves, just like fifty thunders that defy the sky, shooting down...
