Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 2: Ancient Immortal Land
"Look, the ancient immortal land is open!"

In the ancient immortal land, a total of five million venerables gathered here, all of them had great vitality and were the unrivaled geniuses in the Three Thousand Dao States.

Among them, there are ancient freaks who have been hidden for many years, the invincible young first generation in the world, and the rare holy sons of the great sect. They are all top figures who dominate an era.

Boom!
On this day, accompanied by a dull sound, colorful clouds like smoke appeared in the sky, like a dragon drum, shaking the soul. Billions of rays of light rain fell, making the whole world sacred.

"Turn on!"

In the ancient immortal land, three thousand flower buds are in perfect bloom today!
"Wow!"

In an instant, countless monks in the entire uninhabited area became excited.

In a moment, five million venerables transformed into streams of light and flew towards the fairy flowers, like starworms flying into a fire.

"I saw the Six-Crown King, the Heir of the Immortal Palace, and the Fallen Son of God. They all went in!"

Many monks exclaimed in amazement. They were masters from major sects.

In the sky, the figures of many sect leaders appeared, glancing at the geniuses who entered one by one.

"The heir of the Immortal Palace is extremely powerful and is the best in the world today." A big shot sighed.

"Let me ask you, if there is no six-time champion in this world, who can be called the king?"

Someone nearby immediately objected.

Ning Chuan, born with Kirin pattern, won the championship six times and dominated three thousand Daozhou six times. His terrifying strength is known to everyone.

Not to mention the contemporary geniuses, even if it was an ancient freak, there would probably be few people who could match him.

"I've heard that there's a young man named Huang who is very good, and that Youyu from the Celestial Clan is no match for him."

A leader also spoke up, making the Celestials nearby very angry.

Huang’s grievances with the Celestial Clan are known to everyone. A mere venerable has made the former imperial clan so embarrassed, he really deserves to be killed.

"Perhaps you have forgotten that the Ten-time Champion has not yet appeared. Once he appears, what will happen to Di Chong, Ning Chuan, and Huang?"

At this time, a young important figure on the cloud-colored imperial chariot suddenly chuckled, and someone recognized that he was from the imperial clan, the Yun clan.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

The ten-time champion has a mysterious origin and has achieved many accomplishments.

He has won the Immortal Ancient Championship ten times, has a complete True Dragon Technique, and possesses a World Tree sapling. He is a disciple of an old monster and is on good terms with an imperial clan in the Three Thousand Dao States.

Some even say that he comes from a certain immortal family in the upper realm, with a terrifying background.
Such an existence is definitely the most dazzling freak-level existence in this championship, but why is he not seen?

At this moment, the sky in the distance suddenly became bright.

boom!
At the edge of the sky, accompanied by a loud noise, the void was torn apart, and a nine-headed phoenix rushed out from the clouds and soared high into the sky.

What was shocking was that each of the nine-headed phoenixes was actually a celestial god, pulling a dragon chariot, which instantly startled many people.

Nine phoenixes pulling the carriage, this scene is more majestic than that of many sect leaders, comparable to the emperor of a clan. Who is coming?
"Fortunately, I didn't miss it."

Inside the sacred dragon chariot, Xia Sheng was dressed in dragon robes, his eyes were bright, and his majestic blood and energy surrounded his body like a real dragon. His fighting power surged to the extreme.

After chasing closely, he finally arrived here just in time for the opening.

"Sir, the world is different now, you need to be more careful"

Behind him, a maid in blue came forward and handed over a dragon sword.

In this world, countless generations of ancient freaks are gathering together, so it is not surprising if a few of them can compete with the emperor.

"it is good!"

Taking the dragon sword, Xia Sheng walked out of the dragon chariot, stepped across the void, walked like a dragon and a tiger, and flew towards the last fairy flower.

"It's him!"

"The Ten-time Champion, it's definitely him!"

As soon as he appeared, countless monks and leaders set their eyes on Xia Sheng.

Having won the championship ten times, his name is too loud, which is definitely better than the six-time champion and the heir of the Immortal Palace. Such a person is destined to become a revered ancestor.

"He chose the 3,000th flower, the one from the present time, which embodies the understanding of the present time."

A snow-white black turtle narrowed its eyes slightly, and an old voice came out of its mouth.

Hearing this, many leaders' hearts skipped a beat. Can the ten-time champion continue his previous title and become the eleven-time champion?
"鞥!"

At this moment, a huge monster in the distance suddenly made a move, and the overwhelming dragon pressure came. It was Yinglong who had been waiting for a long time.

Not long ago, it had just sprinkled a pool of dragon dung, leaving marks on some Tianjiao, in order to seize opportunities in the near future. However, the aura on Xia Sheng made it more fascinated, that was the desire from the depths of his blood.

Ten evil magic techniques, true dragon magic!

boom!
The huge dragon claws were like mountains, covering the sky and the sun, smashing towards the direction where the emperor was.

"True Dragon Qi, you have my clan's magic on you, give it to me!"

Yinglong uttered a cry, and a terrifying divine thought swept over like a fierce sword, shocking many sect leaders so much that they turned pale.

Yinglong is a descendant of a true dragon, and his bloodline is too powerful. Even a leader-level figure would not want to provoke such a ferocious creature.

"How dare a mere dragon dare to meddle in the art of true dragons? How ridiculous."

Xia Sheng's expression remained unchanged. He ignored the dragon claws behind him and continued to approach the fairy flower.

It was just a Yinglong. Any of the enemies that were killed by him back then would have grown up to be more powerful than it.

"Dare you!"

At this moment, accompanied by a crisp sound, a killing sword shot out from the dragon chariot and blocked behind Xia Sheng.

boom!
In an instant, the sword light flashed across the sky and earth, and the three dragon claws broke at the same time. Along with the shrill dragon roar, countless dragon blood spilled down.

The one who took action was Xia Qian.

"You are just a dragon bastard who has just entered the Void Path. How dare you offend my master? Get lost!"

Behind him, a maid in blue walked out from the void, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, murderous intent flashing in her eyes. Four killing swords hovered in front of her, illuminating the heaven and earth.

Kill me!
Having followed Xia Sheng for ten generations, she never killed herself, but sealed herself as a saint for nine and a half generations. In order to protect her master, she was born two hundred years ago, and rose rapidly to become a young master in the realm of killing me.

"Invincible!"

The sword light was bright, Yinglong looked at the broken dragon claw, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, it spread its dragon wings, shook the void, twisted its huge body, and fled in panic.

"A maid is so terrifying?"

Seeing this scene, many of the religious leaders present couldn't help but feel shocked.

He is a master at the level of killing me. He is definitely a super master in the Three Thousand Dao States, but he is willing to be my slave. Is this the foundation of the Ten-Crown King?
"Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating."

Next to the Peacock Lord, Er Tuzi sighed softly and lamented.

He thought of Shi Hao, who was hunted everywhere because he possessed the Kunpeng magic. However, the Ten Crown King, who also possessed the Ten Evil Magics, was not provoked by many people.

Sure enough, only those with a big enough fist can have the right to speak!

"wait me back."

Xia Sheng looked at the maid and nodded slightly in greeting.

He believed in Qian'er's strength. She was a master of the Killing Me realm trained by an immortal family. Looking at the Three Thousand Dao States, she could be called a leader of a generation.

Turning around, he came to a patch of fairy flower buds. Perhaps because he arrived late, there were only a few people left here.

Obviously, the emperor is not the only one who values ​​the Immortal Flower of the time, but unfortunately, most of them are swept out by the aura of the Great Dao and cannot enter.

The flower buds of the world must be in harmony with one's own path, and not everyone can enter.

"Hmm, new here? Don't bother trying it, try another fairy flower."

A young venerable reminded kindly.

The next moment, he saw Xia Sheng's figure flash by without any resistance, as if the fairy flower took the initiative to welcome him.
"This is really true that comparison makes one feel dreadful!"

The young venerable had a handsome face. He waved his fist and said with some dissatisfaction.

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the surrounding geniuses.

"Which small sect are you from? Don't even the Ten Crowns know you?"

"What a bumpkin."

A young genius said disdainfully that he didn't even recognize the Ten-time Champion. This kid must be from some minor sect and had no knowledge.

"Who are you calling a bumpkin?"

Hearing this, the young venerable frowned. He resisted the urge to punch the man and snorted coldly:
"Since you are in human form, I will spare your life."

"Also, I am not from some minor sect, I come from the Supreme Palace!"

(End of this chapter)