Xiahou Zun said lightly: "Well, if he fails to be crowned with the king, he will naturally not appear. Forget it, don't mind it. The title of the White Tiger King will be given to you afterwards."

"But what I want is more than just a title!" Xiahou Jue gritted his teeth and said.

Xiahou Zun looked a little sad and pondered: "You should recover from the wound first. Recover the wound well. The Three Saint Lords will meet you in person. Remember today's humiliation and try whatever you want."

Xiahou Jue's face was shocked, and the Three Saints met him in person.

The Holy Lord is in the holy land, but he is high above him. Even if he is the Holy Lord, he has few chances to meet.

Now that the three saints want to see him together, is there still a turning point?

"Don't think too much. Xiao Chen's title of king has been finalized and cannot be changed. You are the only one who can change it. This is your opportunity, and you can seize it yourself."

Before Xiahou Zun left, he said something.

...

In Tianwu Square, Ao Jiao was no longer possessed by Xiao Chen. She returned to the small part of the Fairy Ring and moved to live. Xiao Chen was in charge of his body again, and only then did she know how severe he was injured!

Di Wuque's last shot was so fierce that he was extremely fierce. With his fourth-level holy body, he was seriously injured and died of death by bombing and was extremely weak.

If Ao Jiao hadn't suddenly awakened, the path to becoming a king would have really been cut off.

After exercising my hands and feet, I felt that it would be difficult for my body to return to the peak without half a month of cultivation.

"This is your fiefdom and the king's order."

The old man in black stepped forward and handed Xiao Chen a map and a token. He immediately left, for fear that Xiao Chen would make things difficult for him.

Xiao Chen smiled indifferently, and did not rush to see his fiefdom. He collected the map and tokens, and boarded the battleship of Haotian Sect with Shui Lingling.

"I will heal my wounds first, and my senior sister will help me temporarily refuse some people's disturbances." Xiao Chen said immediately after getting on the boat.

Shui Lingling nodded, called someone, and led Xiao Chen to the restroom on the boat.

Half a day later, Xiao Chen suppressed his injuries, his movements were unhindered, and his complexion calmed down before he took out the map of the fief.

Seeing the point where the map pointed, my brows frowned slightly.

"Why, the fiefdom area is too small, there is still no resources, or what?" Ao Jiao asked in the fairy ring.

"No, you can see it yourself."

Ao Jiao flew out of the fairy ring and expanded the map.

The map is made of precious magical materials, engraved with formations, and outlined the terrain. With a thought, you can change directions, which is much more convenient than the electronic maps in Xiao Chen's previous life.

His eyes remained on the red dots of the fiefdom, and Ao smiled and said, "It seems that the Three Saint Lords have used some tricks and actually threw you so far."

The point marked on the map was not in the Tianwu Domain, but crossed the Chaos Domain and the Sea of ​​Chaos. It was an island in the Tianxing Sea, called Tianxing Island.

The islands are vast, no less than a state in the Tianwu Domain, and there are several affiliated islands, so the radiation range is even wider.

There are no shortage of spiritual veins on the island, and it is also rich in some ores, which are not too barren.

Such a huge force in the Wushen Palace has its own strongholds in the starry sky, and there must be its own strongholds in the sea of ​​stars.

But Xiao Chen didn't expect that the other party would still be so far away when he threw it away.

But this is good. If we don’t meet each other, he can just show it quietly. With the resources on this congratulations to the king, even a piece of wasteland can be displayed as the basis for the future revival of the Dragon Gate.

That's right, Xiao Chen is just this doubt. Things in the world are all for profit. Without enough benefits, how could Ying Zongtian help him for no reason?

The other party helped him too much, either lightly or darkly. Many times, it was not the emperor behind him, and he would die miserably.

"From ancient times, behind the rise of every man, there is his own guardian. I am your guardian. My desires are different from others."

"The Spirit Fox King is because of the decline of the demon realm. He wants to use his adopted daughter to take the line with you. The Sword Kings are for the upcoming demonic disaster and do not want to have internal fighting. The Thunder King is for a promise."

"And I only have one wish. If one day you pass through my current realm, tell me if there is really a martial god after the Supreme One!"

After the Supreme, is there really a martial god?

As powerful as Ying Zongtian, he didn't know if there was a martial god in this world. Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile.

"Is there really no martial god?"

Ying Zongtian smiled and said, "It should be that there must be, but no one in this world has ever seen the God of Martial God. There is no definite record, there are only some legends that catch wind and shadows. There is really no convincing power, at least I don't believe it."

"Sect Master, you are a peerless and powerful man. You can't even see through the emperor's level. Why do you believe that I can break through?" Xiao Chen asked in confusion.

Ying Zongtian thought about it and smiled and said, "Because you are the descendant of the Qing Emperor, because of the name Qing Emperor?"

"How strong is Qing Emperor? He will die in the end." Xiao Chen said helplessly.

Ying Zongtian smiled but refused to answer. After a long time, he handed Xiao Chen a bottle of pills: "Ten Tianyuan Pills, king-level pills, take this pill with your physique, and the injury should be healed faster. It's my little gift."

Xiao Chen opened the medicine bottle, smelled the fragrance of the medicine, and swallowed one on the spot, and suddenly felt a coolness in his internal organs.

The damaged cells and the ruptured meridians are recovering at an extremely fast rate, far less casual than Ying Zongtian said.

"Wu Shen Palace, where is the fiefdom given to you?"

“Central Island.”

Hearing the name of Tianxing Island, Ying Zongtian recalled it for a moment before laughing: "Tianxing Island is really far away. The place is very chaotic. How about I send you a Supreme Elder."

The Supreme Elders of Haotian Sect all have the cultivation level of a quasi-emperor, and even some old antiques, with the cultivation level of Emperor Wu, unless the sect is in great trouble, they are generally in hard practice.

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Xiao Chen was delighted. He didn't know any strange existence in Tianxing Island. If there was a quasi-emperor to help him, he would undoubtedly be much better.

Ying Zongtian shook his head and smiled, "You are no longer a member of my Haotian Sect. If you don't dislike me, call me Brother Ying!"

"Then I would like to thank Brother Ying. If Xiao Chen had such a hint of luck in the future, he would definitely be grateful if he broke through the Supreme."

Xiao Chen was startled at first. The elder brother took a lot of advantage, but he was also a free and easy person.

Ying Zongtian was obviously not the kind of strong man who was stubborn, persistent and senior, and he no longer had any worries.

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

A ray of light flashed in Ying Zongtian's eyes, and he slapped a palm at Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen followed the trend and slapped a palm.

When slapping high fives as a vow, one day I will understand the agreement between men, whether there is really a martial god in the world.
Chapter completed!