Villain: I really didn't want Master to be pregnant!

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Sky Continent Zhongzhou, Yanhuang City.

In the center of Yanhuang City, the Huangtian Pagoda soared into the sky, trembling like a star.

The Ji family united with the major families to clear the center of Yanhuang City, and the idlers are not allowed to approach, and those who violate the order will be killed without mercy.

Today, all those who are qualified to stand here are big figures in the Saint King Realm.

They come from the ancient world, the great holy places, or the immortal sects, dynasties, or powerful casual cultivators like Su Wanqiu.

They greeted each other, and the number was more than that of the holy king's gathering, a total of 76 people.

More than half of the powerful human races who are famous on the holy king list have come.

: "This time the Emperor Tower is opened, the scene is really grand."

A holy king couldn't help sighing.

Beside him, an old man in a white robe twitched his beard and smiled, "The rules of the Huangtian Pagoda have changed, and there will definitely be treasures in the world. It is normal for more people to come."

: "Hey, so many people enter to look for opportunities, and I don't know how many fellows will stay in it forever."

"You don't have to worry about it, Mr. Wang, my monks, how can we shrink back when we strive for the upper class, even if we die on the road, it is our own choice." A young man dressed as a scholar walked slowly, full of air. .

This is a holy king from Zhulu Academy, bathed in a light white halo of talent, like an ancient sage.

: "Mr. Qin—"

Seeing that it was him, the surrounding saint kings immediately became solemn, clasped their fists together, and called Mr. Qin.

Qin Mian nodded, serious.

Wenxiu is very powerful in this era.

This man named Qin Mian is a great literary master, and he is the outstanding one among literary cultivators. He is ranked ninth on the list of current holy kings, and he is the second head of the Zhulu Academy.

Master Mo Ling didn't come today, but he did.

Above the nine heavens, two golden dragon beasts flapped their huge wings and pulled a luxurious chariot, making the sky tremble.

It caused some holy kings to look sideways.

: "It's the holy king of the Ji family. With such a big show, could it be that one?"

: "It must be that one."

The bead curtain of the chariot was pulled open.

A woman in a golden skirt, with bare feet, took a step forward.

The woman's appearance is peerless, tall and graceful, like a mysterious girl, surrounded by various visions, standing there, like the center of the world.

: "Ji Rushuang, it really is her."

A strong holy king was secretly surprised, "I didn't expect that she would appear in person this time."

"It is rumored that this woman is already on the ninth floor of the Holy King, and her strength is so strong that it is not impossible to win the top five of the Holy King list."

"Her breath is more majestic and terrifying than before, and her strength is unfathomable."

"It's not that Ji Rushuang and Su Wanqiu are stronger or weaker."

"It's a joke, how could Su Wanqiu be Fairy Ji's opponent?"

"Don't underestimate Su Wanqiu either. A week ago, she and Mingjing had a fight in the starry sky. According to Mingjing, the two were on par."

A dark-skinned holy king raised the corners of his mouth and said with a strange smile: "It's a good show."

"What do fellow Daoists Huang say?" Aside, an old man who looked like a farmer asked curiously.

Huang Daoyou lowered his voice: "Zhang Daoyou, you don't know something. Ji Ruju is the uncle of Ji Rushuang's lineage. Ji Ruju was beheaded by that Chu Xiu. You said Ji Rushuang met Chu Xiu, how could he let him go?"

The old man surnamed Zhang nodded, "I just don't know if Chu Xiu will show up today."

"It will definitely appear, just wait!" Huang Daoyou resolutely said.

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time flies.

The vision of Huangtian Pagoda became more and more intense.

All the powers present knew that the Emperor Tower was about to open.

Right now.

A gap opened in the sky.

Two figures walked out one after the other.

See who's coming.

Many people have changed color.

: "Chu Xiu, it's late autumn, they actually appeared."

Others were not surprised.

The opening of the Huangtian Tower is a major event for the Holy King of Fuze. Generally speaking, unless he reaches the realm of the academy master, who is infinitely close to the quasi-emperor, no Holy King can endure the temptation to enter the Huangtian Tower.

Feeling the gazes from around, Chu Xiu smiled slightly, it seemed that everyone was more enthusiastic.

"Hey, Holy King of the Ji family, there is something wrong with the way I look at me, it feels so scary..."

Su Wanqiu couldn't help laughing, and patted his shoulder, "Come on, don't tease their sensitive nerves."

: "Are there so many saint kings in the human race?" Chu Xiu secretly clicked his tongue.

In the era of the emperor's fall, there are generally only overlord forces, and there can be one or two holy kings. The top immortal religion can have at most one holy king, and most of them have no holy kings.

There are more than 70 holy kings present today.

Su Wanqiu shook her head, "The real peak saint king is not present."

"Moreover, the real peak power of this era is those quasi-emperor monsters."

"The quasi-emperor monster holding the imperial weapon is terrifying. I can only run away when I encounter it."

Chu Xiu pouted, "It's as if you are the opponent of the quasi-emperor without the emperor's weapon."

With her eyes wide open, Su Wanqiu said unhappily, "When my sister fought with Emperor Zhun, you didn't know where to play with mud."

"You say what you say, don't touch your hands..." Chu Xiu warned.

Snapped--

As soon as he finished speaking, his shoulders went numb again.

This woman's hands were not so heavy, and her physique was as strong as Chu Xiu's, so she couldn't bear it.

: "Do you want to eat pancakes?"

The two laughed at each other.

Not far away, Ji Rushuang opened her closed eyes and rested her mind, her gaze cast over Su Wanqiu, and then fixed on Chu Xiu's face.

notice her gaze.

The smiles of the two were restrained, and they looked over together.

Everyone thought that Ji Rushuang would strike directly, but she just glanced at Chu Xiu, turned her head, and continued to close her eyes and rest.

: "This woman is not easy to mess with, so be careful."

Chu Xiu nodded, the pressure this woman put on him was much greater than that Ming Jing.

It really doesn't look like a mess.

The two stopped talking and waited quietly for the opening of the Huangtian Pagoda.

The sun is slanting westward, and it is about to sink into the horizon.

A sound came from the Huangtian Pagoda, like an ancient bell.

All the saint kings were shocked together.

Looking at the first floor of the Huangtian Pagoda, the originally closed gate of the pagoda, which was about a thousand feet high, gradually opened...

With a loud bang, the door of the Qianzhang Pagoda opened suddenly, and the white light overflowed, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

: "Finally opened."

:"Walk--"

: "Fellow daoists, let's go meet the monster bastards!"

: "Hahaha, kill kill kill—"

The saint kings laughed loudly one by one, and flew into the Huangtian Pagoda.

Chu Xiu and Su Wanqiu followed the flow of people into it.

The moment he entered the gate, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

A group of people were teleported into a large hall.

The old voice resounded in everyone's ears.

"Welcome to the Emperor Tower."

"I am the Heavenly Emperor Tower Artifact Spirit."

"I will announce the rules!"

"The place you are in is the first floor of the Emperor's Tower, and each of you will be randomly assigned an opponent."

"Kill the opponent, or let the opponent admit defeat, and if you win, you will be eligible to go to the second floor."

"Of course, if you're lucky and get a bye, you can also enter the second floor."

"Okay, now the battle begins!"

As soon as Qi Ling finished speaking, two beams of white light fell from the top of the hall.