Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 273 The Victor

Zhao Letian's words stunned everyone again.

Taking three Yannian pills can add 18 years of longevity.

Zhao Letian presented nine Yannian Pills, enough for three people to increase their lifespan by 18 years.

Or, let nine people increase their lifespan by ten years.

Even for the royal family, this is a huge fortune, and for other forces, it is even more valuable, far surpassing the congratulatory gifts offered by other consort candidates.

At this moment, no one dared to say that Zhao Letian's congratulatory gift was shabby anymore.

The faces of Wan Yanzheng and the others were all ashen, gloomy like frost, and the eyes they looked at Zhao Letian were full of jealousy and hatred.

Even Mastiff Tian, ​​who had presented the sacred beast of the clan, frowned at this moment.

Although the value of a king-level monster is immeasurable, it is nothing to the monarch. What the monarch needs now is a treasure that can prolong life. It cannot be compared with Zhao Letian.

"The elixir that can prolong life has long been lost. If he was lucky enough to get one, even if he was lucky, how could he come up with so many elixirs?"

The expression on Balu's face was also very serious, he didn't dare to underestimate Zhao Letian anymore.

His promise to the monarch is only to help the monarch find a way to prolong his life. As for whether it will be realized, it is still uncertain.

But Zhao Letian's congratulatory gift directly solved the problem of longevity for the monarch.

In contrast, Baru's promise seemed insignificant and pale.

"This guy really didn't disappoint me. His congratulatory gift is really amazing."

Murong Zhan felt relieved, and his eyes revealed surprise.

At the same time, Her Royal Highness's black eyebrows also stretched out, and a look of relief appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Zhao Letian's ability to come up with such a precious elixir is enough to show his sincerity, and it is not in vain that His Highness the Princess has a heart for him.

At the same time, the eyes of those king-level powerhouses quietly showed fiery colors.

The elixir that can prolong life is also very precious to them. If one day in the future, they have to face the same situation as the monarch, then this elixir will become their life-saving straw.

However, the elixir that Zhao Letian took out was a congratulatory gift to the monarch, and they never dared to have any unreasonable thoughts.

"18 years? Nine Pills of Extended Life? Okay, very good, Zhao Zilong, right? Come with me, the final candidate for the son-in-law will not be confirmed until the end of the imperial secret realm. Let's continue the celebration, Wan'er, you too. I come."

The monarch Murong Shengxiong stood up, with a happy smile on his face, and said in a faintly excited voice.

If it is only ten years, he does not have much confidence to go further, but if it is 18 years, he is more than [-]% sure that he will improve his cultivation level and obtain a longer lifespan. How can he not be excited? ?
After speaking, he took Zhao Letian and His Royal Highness, and flew directly to the depths of the palace.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the other prince consort candidates all became very ugly.

Although the monarch did not directly announce the result of this assessment, he used practical actions to tell everyone who is the final winner.

At this moment, everyone knew in their hearts that Zhao Letian, who was taken away by the monarch, won the assessment.

It is a great shame that these geniuses who came from a famous family and have a huge background finally lost to a country bumpkin poor boy who had no background at all and came from a small place.

They will never forget the shame of today, and will return it to Zhao Letian double in the future.

"Which direction? It's the harem. He was invited by the monarch to go to the harem, and he was still with the princess. Damn it."

Looking at the back of Zhao Letian and the three flying away, Meng Yi couldn't help frowning, his eyes were full of jealousy.

For men, the harem is a forbidden area. Except for the king, no man can enter and leave the harem at will.

Even Meng Yi, who is the adopted son of the monarch, has never been to the harem. It is a supreme honor for Zhao Letian to be invited by the monarch, and Meng Yi is naturally extremely jealous.

What's more, although Meng Yi is not a candidate for the son-in-law, he has always loved the princess, who has no blood relationship with him.

Seeing that Zhao Letian is more and more likely to become the final son-in-law candidate, Meng Yi's heart is like a knife twisting. If it is possible, he would like to kill all the son-in-law candidates including Zhao Letian.

"Hmph, it's just an assessment. Since the Lord has said that the final result will not be announced until the end of the Dynasty Secret Realm, it can be seen that the most important thing is the importance that the Lord Monarch attaches to the Dynasty Secret Realm. Whoever can perform outstandingly in the secret realm of the dynasty and win honor and benefits for the monarch and the Canglang Kingdom will be qualified to be the final son-in-law."

Just as the other candidates for son-in-law were downcast, Baru suddenly snorted coldly indifferently.

He is still sure to win the final consort candidate, because he has absolute confidence in his own strength. He will become the most dazzling existence among the geniuses in the kingdoms, and only he can be worthy of His Royal Highness. .

"Dynasty Secret Realm? That's right, there is still a chance."

Wan Yanzheng and the others were all brightened, and their hope was rekindled.

They are also very confident in their own strength. Even Wan Yanzheng, who is the weakest among them, doesn't think he will be worse than Zhao Letian.

As long as they performed outstandingly in the secret realm of the dynasty and overwhelmed everyone, there was still hope for them to compete for the final candidate for the son-in-law.

"Balu, I want to fight with you."

At this moment, Yan Moluo, who was dressed as a fan monk, put his palms together suddenly, and came to the huge Balu and said, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and his body was full of magic and Buddha spirit.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they all looked over curiously.

Yan Moluo is a very mysterious genius, he rarely makes moves in front of others, but those who know him know that his strength is very terrifying, not weaker than Meng Yi and Hua Qianyang at all, and even stronger powerful.

"If I fight with you, I will do my best. At that time, it is very likely that I will not be able to grasp the strength well, and I will directly kill you by mistake. Do you still dare to fight me?"

Balu looked down at Yan Moluo, with contempt in his eyes, and said coldly.

As the strongest existence below the Zongwu Realm, Balu never puts anyone in the Real Martial Realm in his eyes, including Yan Moluo and others.

"What is there to be afraid of? If the poor monk doesn't even have the courage to fight you, then there is no need to go on with this martial arts."

Yan Moluo smiled lightly and said without fear.

"Well, come with me."

Balu said indifferently, and then directly stepped on the sky, walking in the sky without any spiritual weapon at all, just like a strong Zongwu realm.

Yan Moluo's expression was still calm, and he also walked against the sky, and followed quickly.

"Go and have a look."

The other prince consort candidates all jumped up and chased after him.

(End of this chapter)