Chapter 1539： Suppress all Tianjiao 1

"Meet the emperor!"

"Haha, Jian'er is here, sit down, sit down!"

In a palace that looked like a small palace, Ling Jian'er entered inside and respectfully worshiped the old man sitting in the center.

The old man was wearing an ice-white robe, with a white dragon embroidered on his chest, a dragon from an extraordinary continent!

This is the Lord of the Bingxin Dynasty.

Lord Bing Xin saw Ling Jian'er coming, his face was full of smiles.

This woman was brought back by the ancestors of the dynasty not long ago. She possesses a very terrifying talent. She is only in her thirties and possesses the strength of the second-order hole.

The most important thing is that she possesses terrifying combat power and can completely fight by leapfrogging.

Stronger than the most enchanting disciple cultivated by the three superpowers!

This made the Bing Xin Kingdom Lord very happy. The Bing Xin Dynasty's ability to appear such a proud son of heaven is a good thing for the entire Dynasty.

But what made him helpless was that Ling Jian'er was too cold, as if he had no feelings.

"It's the emperor!"

Ling Jian'er nodded and sat aside.

In the room, there are several princes and princesses, the most outstanding among them is the nine princes, who are now more than 100 years old and possess the strength of the third-order hole virtual.

Over a hundred years old, for a life span of five thousand years, it is still very young.

"The Shady Garden opens in a few days. You must be careful when you enter it. At that time, our Bingxin Dynasty will send some powerful men of the third-order peak of the hole to follow you, mainly for experience, don't encounter danger!"

Country Lord Bing Xin said to all of them.

"Don't worry, Father, my sons and ministers must protect my brothers and sisters!"

The Ninth Prince said towards the Bingxin Kingdom Lord.

"Haha, well, with Jinghuan, your father is at ease!"

Country Lord Bing Xin smiled, very satisfied with his son.

The crowd was chatting one by one, Ling Jian'er sitting there rarely spoke, but only said a few words when she asked her, which seemed a bit cold.

Wang Xian was hiding in the thousand-meter void, looking towards the position below.

Half an hour later, Ling Jian'er got up and left, leaving only the Lord Bingxin and the Ninth Prince in the room.

"Father, can you marry Jian'er to your ministers!"

Just when Wang Xian was about to leave, he suddenly heard the words of the Nine Princes below.

This made him slightly startled, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Jing Huan, do you like Jian'er?"

Kingdom Master Bing Xin knocked on the table lightly and asked with a smile.

"It's the emperor father, don't lie to the emperor father, the sons and ministers love swords!"

A trace of heat flashed in the eyes of the Ninth Prince and nodded.

Whether it was Ling Jian'er's talent or her temperament, he was more excited.

"The time for Jian'er to join us in the Bingxin Dynasty is still too short after all. It will be a little bad if the father directly makes a marriage. Wait, wait a while!"

Lord Bing Xin said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you father, thank you father!"

The Ninth Prince stood up with excitement and bowed.

"Haha!"

Lord Bing Xin smiled.

"Damn, a one-hundred-year-old guy still wants to marry Jian'er!"

Wang Xian in the void narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"It seems that I can't hide around every day. I have to act. With Ling Jian'er's current attitude, if the Lord Bing Xin betrothed her to this nine prince, she may not necessarily know how to refuse!"

Wang Xian frowned, staring at Ling Jian'er's figure, followed by a movement.

"Sister Ling Jian'er, two days later, Prince Wuqing invited us to a banquet. Don't forget it then!"

Ling Jian'er and the princesses of the Bingxin Dynasty walked outside, one of the princes said with a smile.

"The prince of Wuqing City? The prince of Wuqing City of Wuji Imperial City?"

Ling Jian'er was slightly interested and asked towards them.

"Yes, the prince of Wuji Imperial City, Wuqingcheng, I heard that the prince of Wuqing City wanted the shady fruit in the shady garden to enhance his strength, and the shady fruit is very precious, so he is ready to entertain the disciples of the major forces, Ruuo We get it and hope to sell it to him!"

The prince nodded.

"I heard that the two peerless Tianjiao from the sky and the underground Solipzun of the Solipsoid sect will also go, and the forest master of the He family will also go. When the time comes, the vast area of ​​Tianjiao will gather!"

A princess said with bright eyes.

"Then I am going to have a look!"

Ling Jian'er nodded, and was also full of curiosity about Tianjiao in the vast area.

"Have a banquet? How about going there and having a formal meeting with Ling Jianer!"

Wang Xian raised his brows, thinking in his heart.

"However, I don't seem to have an invitation letter? Wouldn't it be too good to go directly in!"

Wang Xian frowned slightly, followed Ling Jian'er to her residence, and continued to watch her practice sword.

Until the evening, when Ling Jian'er sat on the bed to practice, Wang Xian hesitated and flew outside.

"He's direction, there!"

Wang Xian hid in the sky and flew towards the position of the He clan.

According to the conversations among the princes and princesses of the Bingxin Dynasty, He Yuan would also attend the banquet.

"Master Forest Beast Controlling, this title has personality!"

Wang Xian smiled and came to the He clan's base in the ruins of the Kingdom of God.

As the top He clan of first-class forces, they also occupy a lot of territory in the ruins of the kingdom of God.

However, what made Wang Xian frowned was that he searched the entire He Clan from above with dark and dark fire dragon eyes, and there was no He Yuan figure.

"What's the matter, haven't you come yet?"

Wang Xian hesitated and moved to the position below. He asked some people to inquire, but he didn't see He Yuan coming.

"Not here yet?"

Wang Xian frowned and walked slowly on the road, thinking about how to get an invitation letter.

"Go to Guangming Villa to find Wu Qingyan. He is the princess of the Wuji Dynasty. That sister from Wuqing City should have an invitation letter?"

Wang Xian hesitated in his heart and walked toward the front position.

The site of the Wuji Dynasty, in the center of the He Clan and the Bingxin Dynasty, went back by myself, just passing by.

But he and Wu Qingyan only met once, and he taught her a lesson, if he goes...

"His Royal Highness, the mansion has arrived!"

Just as Wang Xian was pacing on the road while thinking while walking, a voice suddenly came from ahead.

"Prince?"

Wang Xian was taken aback for a moment, with a look of error on his face.

"Is that a coincidence? Someone gave a pillow as soon as I fell asleep."

He muttered in his mouth and looked forward.

A handsome and extraordinary young man got out of a luxurious pride.

The youth is wearing black clothes, and there are four large white letters on the chest.

Wu Ji world!

The crown prince, within the dynasty, can have this title, only the next generation heir to the throne.

The heir to the throne of Wuji Dynasty represents the top existence of the world with only one hand covering one third of the world.

And Wu Qingcheng is the prince of Wu Ji Dynasty!