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Chapter 1530 Lively

"Ninth Prince!"

"It's the ninth prince here."

"I didn't expect the ninth prince to come to attend the 17th prince's holy banquet."

...

Seeing the arrival of the Ninth Prince, some discussions rang out in the crowd.

Everyone knows the competitive relationship between the Ninth Prince and the Seventeenth Prince. Now the Seventeenth Prince becomes the Great Sage first and throws the Ninth Prince behind. Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince dares to attend the Holy Banquet. Are you not afraid of embarrassing?

Ye Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the ninth prince who came in. Although the other party restrained his breath, his spiritual power was strong, and he could tell at a glance that the other party had become a saint.

And like him, they are the peak of the little saint.

This is also normal. The Ninth Prince did not accumulate enough, and being able to directly advance to the peak of the Little Saint has consumed a lot of treasures.

If you want to become a great saint directly, you need to have a piece of divine position fragment to help.

"snort!"

It seemed that Ye Yi's gaze was sensed, and the ninth prince also looked at Ye Yi. His eyes were cold, his eyes were sharp, and his cold light flashed.

Obviously, Ye Xingchen traded a piece of divine position fragment to the Seventeenth Prince, which was a big blow to the Ninth Prince and was regarded as an enemy by the Ninth Prince.

Ye Yi didn't care about this at all. Even his clone could easily suppress the ninth prince, let alone his original body.

In Ye Yi's opinion, as long as someone surpassed by his deity, it is impossible for him to catch up with his deity again.

The only strong man who can make him fear now is above the ancient saint.

Once the master is promoted to the realm of the Great Saint, he will be invincible among the Great Saints, and it is normal to compete with the ancient Saints above the level.

The threat from the ninth prince is naturally not worth mentioning.

"Haha, it turns out that the Ninth Emperor Brother is here. I have misunderstood. Please forgive me."

The seventeenth prince greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Nine Emperor, I heard that you were in seclusion and hitting the saint's realm, but Seventeen did not disturb you. Please don't blame Brother Nine Emperor."

"Where are there!"

The ninth prince waved his hand with a smile.

The two brothers hugged each other hard.

When everyone saw it, they all smiled and shook their heads. The two brothers were really hypocritical. They clearly regarded each other as enemies, but they still hugged each other with a smile, making it look like the brothers had a good relationship.

The Ninth Prince and the Seventeenth Prince did not care about other people's opinions and were there to show off their brotherly feelings. After a cordial conversation, the two came hand in hand.

The seventeenth prince gave up his position, and it was not until the ninth prince refused to refuse that he could barely sit down.

Everyone just watched the two brothers perform without disturbing them.

The ninth prince finally sat down near Ye Yi, turned to look at Ye Yi next to him, and seemed a little surprised: "Hey, Brother Ye is here too? Did Brother Ye become a saint?"

Ye Yi said lightly: "Ye received an invitation from the Seventeenth Prince, so he naturally received congratulations."

The ninth prince shouted: "Didn't it mean that only saints can attend the holy banquet? I have just become a saint and dared to come here shortly."

His voice was deliberately spoken very loudly, trying to let others hear it so that Ye Xingchen could be ugly.

Ye Yi ignored him.

The seventeenth prince on the side explained with a smile: "Brother Ninth Emperor, it is only an unwritten rule for the saint to attend the saint banquet. Brother Ye's situation is special. Although he has not become a saint, he can compete with the little saint of the Tiansheng Sect and is qualified to attend the saint banquet."

"That's all rumor. Who knows if it's true? Otherwise, Brother Ye, let's fight?" The ninth prince looked at Ye Yi with a provocative look on his face.

The Seventeenth Prince is now promoted to the Great Sage, which is not something he can deal with, but the culprit of all this is Ye Xingchen, so he targets Ye Xingchen in this way and wants to vent his resentment.

Ye Xingchen has a close relationship with the Seventeenth Prince. If he beat Ye Xingchen, he would embarrass Ye Xingchen and would also make the Seventeenth Prince lose face.

"Try to exchange? Forget it!" Ye Yi looked at the ninth prince with a provocative look and shook his head.

When the ninth prince heard this, he sneered: "Are Brother Ye afraid? Don't worry, just to compete, I will not take any serious measures."

Ye Yi sneered without saying a word. The ninth prince had a special identity and was the imperial capital. He would only compete with the ninth prince if he was stupid.

Because once he takes action, he not only cannot kill the Ninth Prince, but also cannot severely damage the Ninth Prince. Ye Yi is too lazy to do such a thankless thing.

If he could kill the ninth prince and give Ye Xingchen another saint clone, then Ye Yi might agree to a battle.

"Brother Ninth Emperor, today is my holy banquet. Please give me some face. Don't do it here. If you have time in the future, you can have a conversation." The Seventeenth Prince said with a smile, but his eyes were a little cold.

Now he is not afraid of the Ninth Prince at all.

Feeling the powerful majesty faintly from the seventeenth prince, the ninth prince was very angry and very depressed, but at this moment he had to bear it. He forced himself to smile and said, "Of course I have to give my face to my seventeenth brother. Since Brother Ye doesn't want to discuss it, let's talk about it another day."

Seeing this, the seventeenth prince withdrew his timid gaze.

But at this moment, a powerful aura came from outside.

All the saints sensed it and looked outside at the same time.

"It's really lively. Ding came uninvited to the 17th Prince's Holy Banquet. He also asked the 17th Prince to forgive his crime." A blood-red light shot up and then stopped outside the Ning Palace.

This man was wearing a blood-colored robe, his eyes were like a knife, and his aura was soaring to the sky.

All the saints present, except for the Seventeenth Prince, were all vaguely suppressed by this person.

"It's the Great Sage!"

"It's the Great Sage of the Blood-Clothed Divine Cult."

...

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd.

The seventeenth prince's face changed, then stood up and laughed: "It turns out that he is the great sage of the Blood Clothing Divine Sect. The emperor can come here. The Ning Palace below is also full of glory. How dare you blame him... Please come in!"

As he said that, the seventeenth prince went up to meet him.

However, on the way, the Seventeenth Prince also burst out with his powerful aura, which was no less than the Great Sage of the Blood-Clothed Divine Sect opposite him.

After all, this is the chassis of their central divine kingdom, so the Seventeenth Prince naturally cannot let the Great Sage of the Blood Clothing Divine Cult overestimate himself.

Ding Xiangwen looked at the seventeenth prince who was walking towards him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "The seventeenth prince's talent is really amazing. Once he becomes a saint, he is a great saint. Ding really admires it."

"Ding Xiangwen? It turned out to be the son of the previous blood-clothed divine religion. He has long heard of the famous name." The seventeenth prince moved his ear and said with a smile.

Obviously, a strong man sent a message to him just now, informing him of Ding Xiangwen's identity.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a powerful energy fluctuation came from the center of the imperial capital.

The next moment, a dazzling sword light teared through the layers of voids, penetrated through the sky and earth, and burst out with an amazing sword intent.

"Today, I, Jiang Xinyan, set foot in the holy position!"

In the imperial capital, Jiang Xinyan soared into the sky, stood in the sky, and let out a long roar.

Then, he slashed out with a sword, and the Nine Heavens collapsed.

saint!

Someone has been promoted to saints.

A series of screams came from the crowd, and a pair of surprised eyes looked at Jiang Xinyan in the distance.
Chapter completed!
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