Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1274
The Great Competition against Heaven, a legendary event.

The reason is not that the time span of the event is too long, but that the legendary characters in the Abandoned Land all came out of the Anti-Astronomical Competition without any exception.

Like women and dogs.

This is also the reason why the two have no interest in fighting against Tian Dabi.

But at this moment, the scene of the Kangtian Grand Competition is overcrowded.

Different from the hustle and bustle before, the scene of the Anti-Tian Dabi was much quieter, except for the audience and rustling discussions, there was only a sinister murderous look that was constantly being swallowed in and out of breath.

This point cannot be seen in the Lingjue Mountain Divine Ability Association in the Kyushu Realm, or in the Three Thousand Fighting Ranking Competition in the Heavenly Dao Realm.

Xie Tian finally developed a liking for the Abandoned Land, and did not dislike the heavy atmosphere.

Rather than saying that he came from the somewhat peaceful Three Thousand Realms, it would be better to say that he is incompatible with the peace of the Three Thousand Realms.

More than ten years of life and death trials made him look more like a native of the Abandoned Land.

From the whispers of the crowd, Xie Tian became more and more certain that the Dao Venerable Realm Anti-Heaven Competition had something to do with him.

It wasn't that he was too self-confident, but that the woman and the dog had just left for an hour, and the so-called anti-heaven order appeared, and he had to think about himself.

"And this may be the reason why she let me go..."

Xie Tian could ignore the big wolf dog, but he couldn't ignore the big wolf dog's man-eating gaze.

The only person who can prevent the big wolfdog from eating him can only be a woman.

And this Dao Zun Grand Competition is a battlefield that he exchanged his life for.

Xie Tian must participate.

But he didn't know how much he should do to participate in the Anti-Tian Grand Competition—he didn't know the reason why the woman asked him to participate in the Anti-Tian Grand Competition.

"Name?"

"Evil day."

"Cultivation?"

"Ninth floor of Soul Transformation Realm."

……

The registration process was very simple. After getting his own gray nameplate, Xie Tian randomly found a place to sit down and began to look at the opponents around him.

This is a wonderful scene.

Almost all the Daoist or Rakshasa venerables who were about to participate in the Anti-Tian Grand Competition were either frowning, horrified, or gloomily looking at the rules of the Grand Competition that made their hair stand on end, Xie Tian was looking at them.

Seeing this scene from a distance, a sentence that her master once said suddenly appeared in the woman's heart——

You look at the scenery from the bottom of the mountain, but you don't know that you are the scenery in the eyes of the people on the top of the mountain...

"Let's go." The woman smiled cheerfully, turned around and left.

The big wolf dog wondered: "You are so interested in him, why didn't you read it?"

"It's not necessary."

"So confident?"

"Ah."

"Ha, what if he meets a strong opponent and doesn't get the first place?"

"That only shows that he is hiding his clumsiness."

……

Xie Tian didn't know it, and he himself became the scenery in the eyes of others.

He only knew that, being the same Daoist, the Daoist in the Abandoned Land was far more powerful than the one from the Three Thousand Realms.

There were even a dozen of them, which gave him a faint sense of danger.

Xie Tian is very good at comparison.

After he finished the competition, he pulled out the six great geniuses of Kyushu.

After half a breath, he brought the six people who had died miserably back to his heart.

This gave Xie Tian the urge to inquire about these people.

No need to take the initiative, just let go of his evil feelings slightly, and after a while, he learned the origin and names of these people from the crowd.

"Miao Ci: Dao Zunjing Dao Consummation, the best result: one against three, ten days of fierce fighting, killing one person from Lu Xian's Dzogchen and two people in the late stage of Lu Xian..."

"Gou Qing: Dao Zunjing Dzogchen, the best result: at the cost of serious injuries, kill Lu Xian Dzogchen with a hundred moves..."

"Slaughter of Prey: Dao Zunjing Great Consummation, Best Results: Unknown, Origin: Nineteen Sons of the Lord of Prey Wind City..."

"Luo Han: Venerable Rakshasa Dzogchen, the best result: Swallowing Lu Xian Dzogchen six people..."

……

After remembering these people in his heart, Xie Tian closed his blood eyes and began to adjust his state.

He is very clear that his current state is not suitable for open competition, only suitable for escape and one-hit kill.

After half an hour, Xie Tian finished the adjustment.

Under the hidden sky at this moment, the fierce killing intent that could change the color of the world with one blow has turned into a subtle murderous intent like gurgling water.

Realizing that there is still some time, Xie Tian once again sank his mind into the depths of his body, where the Little Overlord of Hongmeng and the stupid spirit root are.

If there is no war in Xietian, the second primary school will have a regular schedule.

Play awesome games and practice awesome Pei Yuan Kung Fu.

Since practicing, Er Xiao has changed.

The stupid and cute spirit root like a bean sprout has now grown into a small grass, and the little overlord who is about the same size as the stupid and cute spirit root has now become a giant.

This is the natural gap between the spirit roots, but the relationship between Er Xiao is still good.

Xie Tian only allowed Xiaobawang to fuse some of the origin of primordial origin from King Supreme's body, and now there are seven copies left.

Through the fusion, Xie Tian figured out one thing - to make a qualitative change in Xiaobawang, seven copies of the primordial origin are just a drop in the bucket.

"Supreme..."

Thinking of these two words, Xie Tian secretly sighed.

At the same time, a tragic tripod sounded.

"The No. 18 Dao Zun Competition is over, and the No. 19 Dao Zun has entered the tripod!"

After glancing at the number nineteen on the nameplate, Xie Tian got up, followed the Taoist priests, and walked towards the stone hall.

Not far away, Xie Tian saw a person passing by Dao Zun's army.

This person is also a Daoist, with a perfect Soul Transformation Realm, drenched in blood, pale face, and short of breath, as if trying to suppress the killing intent, but the scarlet Dao pupil shows that this person has gone crazy.

After discovering this, Xie Tian's eyebrows twitched.

There is only one person left in ten thousand people, which is not enough to explain what women want to do, but it is enough to explain what women want to see.

The stone hall is huge.

A huge gray tripod stood erect in the hall, Xie Tian glanced at it, then turned his gaze to the sides.

Hundreds of Lu Xian with gloomy faces lined up on both sides, each holding a thin stick in his hand.

The Taoist priest who entered the hall walked up to Lu Xian in two rows, and handed the wrist with the anti-sky bracelet to Lu Xian.

Lu Xian used a thin stick to lightly touch Dao Zun's anti-sky bracelet, and seemed to gain something. While drinking out the position of the anti-sky bracelet, he recorded the position information on the nameplate in a special way.

"Blood Fiend: Gear 93..."

"Luo Xiu: gear 92..."

……

Xie Tian listened and found that among most of the Taoist priests, the highest gear was only 93, most of them were 92.

"Miao Ci: Gear 81!"

"Gou Qing: Gear 82!"

"Kill of Prey: Gear Eighty!"

"Luo Han: Gear 82!"

……

The dozens of people Xie Tian focused on observing were in scary positions. Not only did the Taoist priests change their colors, but even hundreds of Lu Xian's complexions were a little unnatural.

"Xie Tian, ​​gear 95!"

Lu Xian frowned, and tapped a little with a thin stick in disbelief, and found that it was indeed 95. Then he looked at Xie Tian with a deadly look, and wrote down the word 95 in the Anti-day bracelet.

The hall is very quiet.

Even if there was a 95-level death seeker, no one laughed, pointed at Xie Tian and taunted him.

But there are still quite a few ordinary Daoist priests who can't help but look at Xie Tian, ​​their eyes are the same as Lu Xian's without exception.

As for the dozen or so Taoist priests who had been paid attention to by Xie Tian, ​​their expressions did not change at all from the beginning to the end, and they did not even glance at Xie Tian.

(End of this chapter)