"Seventy years?"

Lin Feng and the other two were puzzled.

Ye Anlan frowned and said, "I've only been away from the Holy Land for a few months. Why do you say seventy years?"

"Could it be..."

The three looked at each other and immediately had a guess in their hearts.

After a moment, they checked the time information and looked at each other in surprise.

During the time they were in the primitive world, seventy years had passed outside.

Ye Anlan's face was extremely livid, "Why was the Holy Land destroyed? Who did it?"

"Could it be that person?" Xiao Che thought of something and his face changed drastically.

"A great emperor, you can't be so stingy, right?"

"What's more, Fairy Ye didn't do anything, why did she destroy the sect? And doesn't the Wanjie Shenzhu Sect care?"

But the old man said in surprise, "What emperor?"

"The Ziwei Holy Land was destroyed because it stood on the wrong side."

As the old man told the story, everyone knew it.

It turned out that the old emperor of the Wanjie Shenzhu Gate was crazy for some reason. He had been in the position for ten thousand years, but suddenly wanted to give up the throne.

So the old emperor made a rule.

Select the heir to the throne from the nine princes.

The rule of selection is.

One hundred years is the limit.

During this period, the nine princes showed their magical powers and used all means to win over and make friends with the forces of the 136 major star systems of the Wanjie Shenzhu Gate.

After a hundred years, whoever has more supporters will be the heir to the throne.

The only restriction is that the prince cannot die.

Otherwise, the force that took action will also lose the qualification to run for election.

Commonly known as the Nine Dragons Fighting for the Crown Prince.

"Elder Ye, the destruction of the Holy Land is not the fault of the Third Prince."

The old man was dejected and continued, "Everyone knows that the Third Prince has deep feelings for you, Elder Ye."

"At the beginning of the election, the Third Prince also sent an invitation to the Holy Land and offered a high price."

"At that time, everyone thought that the Ziwei Holy Land would soon belong to the Third Prince's lineage."

"Guess what happened? The Holy Lord rejected the Third Prince repeatedly and chose the least favored Ninth Prince."

"You are not in the Holy Land, and no one can stop the Holy Lord."

"Then, in less than three years, the Liuli Star System where Piaomiao Star is located surrendered to the Third Prince. To show their loyalty, the Liuli King sent the Black Knife Sect to eliminate the Ziwei Holy Land overnight."

"More than half of the disciples of the Holy Land were killed or injured, and the few who remained also fled to the sphere of influence of the Ninth Prince."

...

Hearing this, Ye Anlan's chest kept heaving, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Who are still alive?"

"Ye Wanqing, where are the Saint Lord and the others?"

"The Saint Lord died in battle, the Saint Lady was captured..."

"King Liuli!!"

Ye Anlan gnashed his teeth, his face full of hatred.

"The Nine Dragons are fighting for the throne, this is the end..." Xiao Che was worried, "Brother Feng, your brother is probably in danger."

"After all, he has just become a prince, without any foundation, how can he compare to those princes who have been operating for thousands of years?"

"If he is smart, he should give up his rights directly, so that he will be imprisoned for at most a hundred years, and he will still be a prince when he comes out."

"Wang Yong..." Lin Feng frowned.

He didn't expect to encounter such a big thing just after returning to the Ming Universe.

He asked hurriedly, "How is the Ninth Prince now?"

The old man shook his head, "He is just lingering on."

"Among the 136 major star systems, there is only one star system that supports the Ninth Prince. Even so, the other princes are showing mercy and don't want him to be eliminated too early."

"It's good that he is fine."

Lin Feng nodded. Although the rules say that the prince cannot be killed, anything can happen in such a dangerous situation as fighting for the throne.

"Wait."

The old man suddenly thought of something and looked at Xiao Che, "You just said that the Ninth Prince is your brother?"

"What's wrong?"

"Something bad has happened!"

The old man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said to Ye Anlan, "Elder Ye, I'm leaving!"

"Before leaving, I want to advise you that it's best not to get involved with the Ninth Prince's people, otherwise you will be in big trouble."

After speaking, the old man used the escape light and left quickly.

However, the light of escape only flew a few miles away, but flew back again.

Moreover, there was a large group of people following behind.

"Elder Ye, it's the people from the Black Blade Sect!"

"Run!"

The old man shouted in fear.

"The Black Blade Sect!" Ye Anlan gritted his teeth.

It was the Black Blade Sect that destroyed the Ziwei Holy Land.

Like the Ziwei Holy Land, the Black Blade Sect is one of the three largest forces in the Liuli Galaxy.

The old man's light of escape passed over the three people and wanted to escape, but at this moment, a black curtain fell from the sky, like a barrier, blocking the way.

The people who took action were the group of people who were chasing the old man.

Among them was a strong man, holding a two-meter-longThe strange sword, just swung at the sky, seemed to cut through the space, forming a black curtain.

Those black curtains, as if they had life, completely blocked the area near Lin Feng and the other two.

After blocking all the retreat routes, the group of people scattered in the ruins.

One of the elegant men with glasses displayed an electronic screen in his hand. After a few taps, the portraits of Ye Anlan, Lin Feng and others appeared.

"It's still a big fish!"

The elegant man shouted excitedly: "Zhang Feng, the woman is Ye Anlan who has been missing for 70 years in Ziwei Holy Land."

"The man is Lin Feng, and he is also a friend of the Ninth Prince."

"The remaining one... well, it's not important."

Hearing this, Xiao Che jumped up and shouted:

"Four-eyed boy! Who the hell are you looking down on?"

"I am the disciple of Qianji Shensuan! Peerless Martial God Xiao Che!"

The elegant man covered his ears, "Don't make noise! ​​I'll arrange a big one for you later. "Is it okay to put me in a cell at 12 o'clock?"

"Beautiful Ye Anlan?"

The sturdy man holding the big knife had a flash of eagerness in his eyes, but he still endured it. He rolled his eyes and said:

"Fairy Ye, the matter of Ziwei Holy Land was just an accident. I hope you will not be sad. My Black Knife Sect will compensate you."

Ye Anlan gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Feng, this hatred is irreconcilable! I will definitely destroy your Black Knife Sect!"

While talking, they were not idle either, and continued to attack the black curtain that blocked their way.

Hearing this, the sturdy man, Zhang Feng, flashed a ruthless look in his eyes, and said in a fierce voice: "Then kill them all!"

"Zhang Feng, don't mess around!"

The elegant man immediately frowned, "The Third Prince specifically said that Fairy Ye should not be killed."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Feng sneered: "Old Meng, how can you be so wise all your life and so confused at this moment."

"We destroyed the Ziwei Holy Land, and Ye Anlan hates us so much. If we wait for her to climb up the high branch of the Third Prince, will we have a good harvest?"

"So, it's better to cut the grass and root it out to save trouble."

"Everyone is involved in today's matter. If the news leaks out, everyone will die. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Dozens of people from the Black Knife Sect shouted in unison.

"Do it!"

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