"Ah, Junior Sister Ling'er, do you know? Tell me quickly, what's the reason?" Wang Yuan heard Lan Ling'er's words, as if a man who fell into the water grabbed a life-saving straw, rushed to Lan Ling'er and asked with great enthusiasm.

"Senior Brother Wang, I don't know what the complete process of the first emperors worshiping the sky when the mortal dynasties were recorded in your sect when the dynasties were changed. But I know the complete process recorded in our sect. In that record, this situation will inevitably happen now." Lan Ling'er said slowly.

"Why? Why did it happen?" Wang Yuan asked urgently.

"Because, changing dynasties is equivalent to creating the world for ordinary countries. Emperor candidates must be sincerely surrendered by everyone before the heaven will recognize the emperor's identity as the candidate." Lan Ling'er's face began to become serious.

"Everyone? Truely surrender?" Wang Yuan thought about something.

He raised his head, slowly patrolled the scene, and his heart suddenly sank.

In Wang Yuan's sight, except for the staff of the Xuanlong Society headquarters and the Shudu Base affiliated to the Xuanlong Society, the personnel of the Ludu Base were basically indifferent.

How can this be called "all people surrender sincerely"?

Wang Yuan's face suddenly looked ugly. He never expected that such a huge pit was hidden in the ceremony of sacrifice to heaven.

I think Wang Yuan can win the approval of other powerful people to the implementation of the imperial system and let the Xuanlong Society decide the throne. I have been worried and paid countless costs. It is already rare for these powerful people to not object verbally. If these powerful people want to truly surrender, they may be dreaming, a dream that will never be realized.

Lan Ling'er and Wang Yuan did not deliberately cover up their voices, and almost all those present were cultivators with clever ears and eyes. So for a moment, everyone on the scene knew the dilemma that Wang Yuan was facing.

Some people who are dissatisfied with the Xuanlong Society's control of the throne were immediately happy. They were happy to see that the Xuanlong Society encountered setbacks on the throne.

"Senior Brother Wang, you can ask next to me if the people present really surrendered to this person, this junior sister Zhao Qianqian. In front of the heavenly way, they can count as long as they verbally admit it." Lan Ling'er looked ugly at Wang Yuan's face, so she pretended to be kind and reminded her.

In fact, Lan Ling'er was sneering in her heart. She was sure that Wang Yuan could not overcome this hurdle.

Sure enough, Wang Yuan's heart moved and looked at everyone present. After seeing some sneering faces, Wang Yuan sighed dejectedly.

For example, Qin Zheng, Ouyang, and Sun Feng, it is OK to let them not stand up and interfere. But how is that possible if they want to make them express their sincere submission to Zhao Qianqian, a strange woman?

Even if it is a show, it is impossible! They do not have the obligation to act with Zhao Qianqian.

The monks from other worlds who support them cannot force them to bow their heads in public. Maybe these monks from other worlds are having unknown ideas in their minds.

The throne recognized and blessed by the Heavenly Dao represents a considerable part of the luck of a planet! If this luck is added, then the future cultivation speed and cultivation effect of the people they support...

"Junior Sister Ling'er, is there no other way?" Wang Yuan said to Lan Ling'er almost begging.

"Other ways? There are also some." Lan Ling'er replied.

Wang Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly looked at Lan Ling'er with expectations.

This time, Lan Ling'er did not have the appetite of Wang Yuan and everyone present.

"Senior Brother Wang, the best way is to challenge all the dissatisfied people present. Just be defeated by Zhao Qianqian. Even if this person is defeated by Zhao Qianqian, even if this person still refuses to surrender, Tiandao will no longer care about his opinions." Lan Ling'er said in one breath.

The interested people on the scene couldn't help but feel excited. Many people didn't think that a female person would have such a powerful force. So is their chance coming?

However, Lan Ling'er then said something, extinguishing the ambitions that many people had just developed.

"Senior Brother Wang, to put it bluntly, the current situation is that only the strongest among the people on earth are qualified to ascend to the throne of the emperor. Anyone who wants to compete for the throne must consider whether you are the strongest among the people present. Even if you are actually the strongest, if you take too much challenge from multiple people, you may be beaten by someone who is not as good as you before." Lan Ling'er continued.

Many people immediately stopped their impulses. They wanted to fight against all the heroes alone. I'm afraid such a person has not been born yet, right?

But, a little while, among the Earthlings present, there is another great god Lin Chen who has never failed and no one knows his depth.

Countless people's eyes immediately gathered on Lin Chen.

Wang Yuan's eyes couldn't help but condense.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Chen stepped forward and said loudly: "Everyone, I have promised Senior Brother Wang Yuan not to interfere in this throne selection. So, now I will not participate in the throne competition. If someone wins in the end, I will express my in advance here that I can verbally express surrender to the final winner."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he returned to the team and began to close his eyes and rest.

The eyes of those who are interested suddenly became alive. Without Lin Chen, the great god, participating in the competition, it seemed that perhaps they would have such a chance.

"Senior Brother Wang, how about it? Are you asking Junior Sister Zhao Qianqian to start challenging now? Senior Brother Wang, in fact, things have progressed to this point and can no longer stop. Even if Junior Sister Zhao Qianqian doesn't take the initiative to challenge, those who want to compete for the throne can still challenge her." Lan Ling'er said while the heat was hot.

Wang Yuan was stunned, and he never thought that things would develop to such a level.

No matter how confident he is in Zhao Qianqian, he also knows that at least four or five people at the scene were unable to defeat by Zhao Qianqian. Even if Zhao Qianqian and these four or five people belong to the same level of the ninth grade, the same is true.

In other words, Wang Yuan, who worked hard for so long and prepared so much, ended up making wedding clothes for others.

Wang Yuan felt extremely frustrated and extremely depressed.

"Junior Sister Ling'er, can this throne selection be terminated now?" Wang Yuan struggled desperately and asked Lan Ling'er.

"Senior Brother Wang, you can ask a member of the Xuanlong Society to try to leave this altar." Lan Ling'er chuckled and said sly.

Wang Yuan glanced at Lan Ling'er suspiciously and pointed at someone in the Xuanlong Association camp: "You, go get off the stage."

The man pointed at by Wang Yuan hurriedly walked down the steps from the Xuanlong Club.

However, the man stood at the first step and could not make any progress.

"What's going on?" Wang Yuan shouted in afar.

"Immortal Master, it seems that this place is blocked by an invisible wall. If you insist on going down, you must express your opinion in your heart and submit to the last winner on the altar. You dare not express your opinion easily, so you cannot go down." The man replied with a sad face.

'boom'

The people present talked enthusiastically. The way of heaven really did not leave any loopholes for others. It seems that the emperor had to be chosen if he didn't want to choose.

"Junior Sister Ling'er, can we send the Heavenly Dao back?" Wang Yuan asked Lan Ling'er unexpectedly.

"Senior Brother Wang, who is your family in Tiandao? You will come and whip it away?" Lan Ling'er asked Wang Yuan in great surprise.

Wang Yuan's old face suddenly turned red.

"Then, start the challenge mode!" Now that things have come to this point, it is useless to think too much, and Wang Yuan suddenly made a decision.

"Junior Brother Dongfang, Elder Yilong, Elder Changfeng... You seven of you go to join the challenge!" Wang Yuan pointed out seven people from the Xuanlong Association camp.

Among these seven people, three elders actually wore purple masks and did not show their true faces. Among them, the Yilong Elder was always a Golden Dragon Mask Envoy who had no name. Because of the adventure, his martial arts made rapid progress, and now he has become a top-ranked figure in the Xuanlong Association Elders Group.

Judging from the momentum they emitted, Dongfang Sheng and the man named Elder Yilong were at the first level of the ninth level, and the other five were at the top of the eighth level.

"What should you do after you go up? I don't need to teach you, right?" Wang Yuan gave the seven people a gloomy face.

"Don't worry, senior brother (Immortal Master), we can save it." The seven people replied in unison.

Obviously, they went up to study with the prince and escort Zhao Qianqian for the final victory. Among other forces, three people appeared at Shudu Base and two people appeared at Ludu Base. As soon as the five people from these two bases stood up, they merged into the Xuanlong Society's appearance camp.

The number of players who appeared in the Xuanlong Club was 12. Adding Zhao Qianqian, the "team leader", there were a total of 13 people.

The Imperial Capital Family Alliance was led by Qin Zheng Ouyang, and a total of 8 people stood up. Other major forces close to the Qin family and Ouyang family sent 4 people to stand with the family alliance camp. The total number of their appearances was 12.

Leading by Sun Feng, five people stood up. These five people came straight to the side of the Tianlang camp. Although they did not integrate into it, their intention to stand up for the Tianlang platform was very obvious.

In addition, the Jindu base was headed by Wang Zhaoyong, and three people including Jinlei Prince Wang Cong and military master Xi Chongyang also came to the side of the Tianlang camp.

A total of 8 people from Bihaicheng and Jindu Base are obviously Tianlang's foreign players.

Now, everyone's eyes are looking at the Tianlang camp. People want to know, who will stand up to carry the flag when Lin Chen doesn't take action?

Without surprise, Lin Ya stood out of the queue with a solemn expression. Behind her, six people including the Knife Witch, Li Jun, Li Ying, Yu Yang, Wenwen, Cui Dayou were followed.

Xu Peng, Xu Tong, Liu Qingqing and many other powerful generals originally wanted to stand up, but Lin Chen raised his hand to stop him.

Lin Chen could see that the people who came forward to participate in the challenge were the most elite heroes in China now, and none of them had a level lower than the top of the eighth level top. In this level of duel, if one is not careful, he will be scattered.

In the Tianlang Army camp, only the six people who are following Lin Ya to fight can make Lin Chen completely relieve their safety.

What no one knows is that Lin Chen's current number of Liu Huang's divisions is seriously insufficient. After Liu Huang advanced to level 9, his ability to split the child bodies infinitely was lost. At that time, it could only divide ten separations. After it advanced to level 9, it could only split nine separations.

After Lin Chen's parents each occupied one of the plants, only the seven people who went to fight had one. This is their absolute life-saving capital.

In fact, there was a nine-level intermediate Liuhuang split, and the Tianlang team almost announced the victory in advance. However, that was too shocking, so Lin Chen still needed them to fight hard to win, and try not to inspire the offensive and defensive function of Liuhuang split.

After 7 Sirius players joined with 8 foreign players, the number of people entering the game reached 15, and it suddenly became the team with the largest number of people in the competition.

At this time, Kang Chong snorted coldly and signaled Bai Yulin.

Bai Yulin immediately took seven people out of the queue and walked directly to the Xuanlong Association.

Zhao Qianqian looked up at Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan frowned and nodded gently. At this time, Wang Yuan no longer cared about the reputation of the Demon Team. As long as he could help Xuanlong win, he would not care so much.

Otherwise, his many early investments would be wasted.

The number of members of the Xuanlong Club suddenly became 21, and they immediately surpassed the Tianlang team.

The world's vision is broad when watching the live broadcast. In this case, it is obvious who is whose enemy and who is whose friend.

The situation in China has never been as clear as it is now.

The sun in the sky exudes a little temperature weakly, and the Eye of Heaven at a distant high place is still as majestic as the Heavenly Dao Crown at an altitude of 80 meters did not stop flashing. However, the clouds in the sky stopped flowing, and the sound of the wind at the altar stopped hustle and bustle.

The irrelevant personnel on the altar have tried their best to retreat to the edge of the altar, leaving a sufficiently open field for the combat team in the middle. Six monks from other worlds who served as referees have floated into the air and divided into six directions to surround the central field.

"The Heavenly Crown's Own Challenge, start now!"

With Wang Yuan's silence, a dragon-tie battle that determines the fate of the Chinese people on Earth exploded!
Chapter completed!