In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

"Hmph, Qinghe, with your strength, you also want to step onto the second divine platform. Isn't that wishful thinking? Two days ago, you were defeated by the young man from Sanqing Temple. How can you be so embarrassed?" The moment Qinghe stood up, a mocking voice was heard.

"It seems that this [Little Zhenwu] is not strong enough to suppress everyone, either in terms of strength or status." Wang Hao joked.

hehe--

Wang Jingzhou smiled lightly and said in a playful tone: "The real reason is that he was defeated by you in front of everyone! After all, reputation is false, but the record is real!"

Hearing the many questioning voices around him, Qinghe's face instantly became extremely gloomy.

The previous defeat has become his inner demon.

  Now that he was pointed out in public, his expression became extremely gloomy!

"If anyone is dissatisfied, you can stand up. We, the Supreme Dao, will tell him why Qinghe is qualified to step onto the second divine platform." At this time, the old man of the Supreme Dao slowly stood up, speaking indifferently and coldly, his cold eyes swept across everyone present like a sharp sword, and the threat was self-evident! !

At this moment, the venue fell silent.

"What? You are all quiet now? Where is the courage you had to question just now? We in Tai Shang Dao still abide by the rules. If everyone does not recognize Qinghe, then we are willing to give up the second divine platform." The old man spoke slowly, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out, and a vast breath swept across the sky.

All the restless voices died down in an instant!

Even though they were extremely dissatisfied in their hearts, they could only lower their heads silently, being angry but not daring to speak out!

Qinghe's strength is indeed not enough to step onto the second divine platform.

But, he is the son of the Supreme Tao!

What he relies on is not his own strength and talent, but the Supreme Dao behind him!!

  One of the most powerful branches of Taoism, and also the oldest branch!!

"Since everyone is not dissatisfied, then the position of the second altar will be taken by us, the Supreme Dao."

The old man sneered and said in a cold voice: "Qinghe, go to the stage, and remember to thank the seniors for their magnanimity!"

"Junior, I understand! Thank you, seniors!"

Seeing that those annoying guys had all retreated, Qinghe snorted with great pride.

He glanced at Wang Hao in the distance provocatively, and stepped straight into the second altar. Then he closed his eyes, restrained his breath, and returned to his perception.

After Qinghe stepped onto the divine platform, many powerful forces took turns to appear.

The disciples of several major forces and the rising stars of several major families have all firmly occupied their seats with the support of the sects and the families.

The Wang family, the Wang clan of Langya, occupied two seats.

After just a moment, only the last two seats of the ten parties were left vacant.

"Clan leader, what should we do with Wang Hao? Do we need to fight for a shrine for him?" the elder of the Wang family asked with concern.

Wang Meng, the current patriarch of the Wang family of Langya, shook his head slightly and said softly, "I don't know. I asked the old ancestor, and he said that Wang Hao would fight for his seat himself, so we don't have to worry too much!"

  this.

Several elders of the Langya Wang clan looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

  What the ancestor meant was that he hoped Wang Hao could take down a divine platform with his own strength?

How can it be?

As time passed, everyone looked at the last two empty altars with solemn expressions.

  Unconsciously, the atmosphere in the square began to become tense!

There seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

Everyone present knew that it would not be easy to ascend to the last two pedestals.

The situation was gradually becoming tense, and that feeling was like being filled with the smell of gunpowder. Everyone knew that no one would dare to sit on the next three seats easily.

The previous eight people not only had outstanding talents, but also had powerful backgrounds, enough to shock everyone present.

  But everyone after this, even if they have some abilities, they no longer pose a deterrent threat!

"Wang family boy, you can enter now." Taoist Tianquan said with a strange smile. Wang Hao looked calm, "No hurry, it's not the right time yet! I will wait until the end!"

A strange and depressing atmosphere continued to shroud the square.

After that, for nearly an incense stick of time, everything was extremely quiet and no one stood up.

As the flames on the Conferred God Platform began to flicker, someone finally could not sit still any longer.

The flickering flames meant that time was running out and we had to step onto the altar as soon as possible.

A calm voice sounded:

"Since you are so humble, please let us, the Huode Sect, take the ninth seat of the altar!"

A faint laugh followed, and the burly man slowly stood up, speaking gently with a serious expression.

"The Huode Sect was once one of the 3,000 branches of Taoism in the world. It rose to power because it inherited the legacy of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and part of the legacy of Zhurong. They are also one of the forces that attacked you." Wang Jingzhou said with a sneer.

There was a chill in Wang Hao's eyes.

"What virtue and ability do you, the Huode Sect, have to dare to lay your hands on the throne of the gods? I think this position should belong to our Qinglong Palace!" At this time, a Confucian scholar in a green robe stepped out with a cold expression.

The big man said coldly, "Okay! Since you want to fight, then show us your true strength!"

As they were talking, the two earthly immortals displayed their magical powers and fought each other.

In the end, it was the man from the Huode Sect who won.

"Accepted!!"

The big man sneered and clasped his fists, then called his younger generation to come forward.

As the descendant of Huode Sect stepped onto the altar, there was still one last altar left vacant in front of the altar.

Looking at the last altar, many people present breathed faster.

  This is the last chance!

Once you lose it, I don’t know how many years I will have to wait!!

"Wang Hao, it's time to take action, right?"

Wang Meng clenched his fists nervously, looking quite uneasy.

Several elders of the Wang family of Langya were also extremely anxious. They looked in Wang Hao's direction from time to time, waiting for his action.

"call--"

  Wang Hao slowly exhaled a breath, and under the gaze of many people, he leaped up and stepped into the square like a meteor, with a force as strong as a gale and movement as fast as thunder!

The moment he fell, the earth shook.

Wang Hao clenched his fist suddenly, and endless thunder gathered in his palm, with infinite power.

A sharp and domineering aura suddenly burst out.

A roar like a dragon's roar resounded within his body.

"I, Wang Hao, will take the final position on this Ten Directions Divine Platform!!"

"If any brother is dissatisfied, feel free to take action!"

"It's just that Wang has only been practicing for a short time, so I don't know how to control the strength of my attack! If I hurt you, please forgive me!!" (End of this chapter)