Chapter 922 (1/2)

The voice suddenly sounded, but it didn't seem abrupt at all.

It is difficult for Ji Tianxing to judge the age of the speaker only by his voice.

The voice has the domineering and dignity of a middle-aged man, the vicissitudes of life experience of an old man, and an open-minded and indifferent insight into the world.

It's hard for Ji Tianxing to imagine what kind of strong man he is to integrate these two distinct temperament into his voice?

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the north head of the hall.

At the end of the hall, there are two six meter long golden bridges. Under the exquisite and luxurious arch bridge, there is a river flowing with colorful spirit.

After crossing the Golden Bridge, there are nine steps of gold brick, on which is a ten meter platform.

On the platform, there is a spacious and luxurious emperor's throne.

On the left and right sides of the throne stand two statues, one dark gold and one dark.

The dark gold statue on the left depicts a dragon man, half man and half dragon, holding a gold spear in his hand.

He was a strong and beautiful man, dressed in gold armor, with human limbs and head, but his skin was covered with golden dragon scales.

What's more, there is a golden dragon horn on top of his head.

The dark statue on the right depicts an eagle shaped Banshee.

She is enchanting and hot, long legs straight and vigorous, wearing short black armor, with a pair of broad and slender black wings, holding a treasure bow in her hand.

Although they were only two statues, they were so lifelike that they seemed to come alive at any time.

Ji Tianxing's eyes swept over the Golden Dragon man and the eagle body banshee, and his eyes fell on the throne.

The six meter wide dark gold throne is made of fire sky gold, inlaid with tens of thousands of rare gemstones, and many ancient and mysterious patterns are woven and drawn with spirit chalcedony and star silver.

A big and strong middle-aged man in a purple robe is sitting quietly on the throne.

His nearly two meters high body, containing the world's majestic, overlooking the world's powerful domineering.

A long snow-white hair, tied by a dark gold dragon rope, tamely hung in the back of the head, showing a free and unrestrained, unrestrained temperament.

The purple robe he was wearing was simple and elegant with mysterious patterns.

His shoulders were covered with a broad cloak of dark gold, which was dragged on the ground for a long time.

His face was not handsome, but he was dignified and dignified, and his outline was as tough and resolute as a knife.

A pair of dark and deep eyes, like the boundless abyss, but also like the vast starry sky, contains the magic of the vicissitudes of life and insight into the human heart.

Ji Tianxing only looked at him and felt that his mind was like being seen through, and he did not dare to look directly into his eyes.

There is no doubt that this mysterious, but majestic man is the legendary Lord of the imperial palace!

Ji Tianxing walked into the hall, full of doubts in his mind, and was still secretly pondering the words of the purple robed man.

”I have been waiting for you for a long time. Are you finally back?

The master of the mansion is the most powerful one in Yuanshen realm, and the original one is his self proclaimed.

Why have you been waiting for him for a long time? How long is it? How many days? Or a few years?

You mean me? Or sword God blood?

What does it mean to be back at last? I have never been to the Imperial Palace in the future. How can I come back? ”

Ji Tianxing felt that the master's words contained deep meaning, but he could not understand and guess.

A moment later, he went to the hall and stood in front of the Lord on the throne and bowed respectfully.