Longevity grass that escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum

Chapter 227 Fighting for hegemony!

From ancient times to the present, from ancient times to modern times, tens of billions of years, no one has ever allowed the supreme race to come out of the mountain together.

Even the invincible emperor who has proved the Tao does not have this honor.

But today, Xiao Cao Miao obviously angered them.

As a result, these quasi-emperors who ruled the eight wastelands and oppressed the world had no way out. They had to kill the longevity grass and compete for the right to rule in the next era!

The eight Dzogchen quasi-emperors are enough to wipe out everything.

But suddenly, in the fairy land of the human race, monstrous chaotic light beams shot up into the night one after another, and the laws of the emperor's way danced and spread in all directions, as if all Taos were united, fixing the universe.

The eight quasi-emperors who came out of the mountain were all stunned in an instant.

The eyebrows were tightened, staring at Xiantu, ready to strike at any time.

And the light that enveloped the fairy land, after the explosion, gradually dissipated, revealing some figures inside.

"Dahong, Fenghou, Limu, Queen Mother Xi, Bi Xing, Shaohao?"

The quasi-emperor of the Earth Spirit Tribe read his name one by one. He was old enough to know all these people.

In addition to Suihuang, these seven are all famous mythological figures in ancient times, powerful in the world, they once assisted the three emperors in ruling the world, made great achievements for the human race, and were called ancient sages!
It's just that I didn't expect that these guys had all stepped into the realm of Emperor Zhun's Dzogchen, and they had been hidden for billions of years!

Some even use the trick of feigning death to deceive the sky and deceive the sky, making the supreme race think that they died.

The seven quasi-emperors of the human race, as well as the giant bird king, evened the situation at once.

Although, when it comes to real action, Dahong, Fenghou, etc. are probably not the opponents of the quasi-emperor of the supreme race.

The life levels of both sides are destined to be lightning, jade and other lives, which can crush human beings at the same level.

Their longevity and life potential are not comparable to that of the human race.

Dahong, Fenghou, etc. are already very old, and it is really against the sky to survive from ancient times.

Now that their qi and blood are decaying, they only survived by relying on the breath of protecting the immortality of the human race.

However, if these ancient sages were desperate, it would not be too difficult to bite the enemy half to death.

"You human race wants to fight against our eight major races with your own strength?" Zhundi Zhun of the giant-eyed race said coldly.

"The human race never fights against anyone, just to seek a place to survive in the last days. I hope you will give me a chance and don't be too aggressive." Dahong said.

"Is your human race forcing us, or are we forcing you?" The quasi-emperor of the earth spirit race said, "How dare your human race take the position of the seven saints in the next era? Is it gone?"

"It is imperative to enshrine the gods. This is the destiny, and no one can change it." Feng Hou was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, and his voice did not fluctuate.

"Then see the real trick in your hand. In the final analysis, you still have to rely on your strength. If your human race can pass my test, you can even become a god!" The quasi-emperor of the Fire Spirit Clan said murderously.

"Then try."

The six ancient sages walked in unison, their silhouettes were ethereal, as if they were united with the heaven and the earth, and they walked out of the fairyland together, extremely powerful.

And the supreme race has never retreated at all. For hundreds of millions of years, no one has dared to underestimate them like this.

The Endless Mountain was silent, no one spoke, and the creatures of all races were extremely nervous, their hearts were jumping with fear, as if the end was coming, and they dared not breathe out.

With so many quasi-emperor battles, the shattering of mountains and rivers, and the annihilation of star fields are the inevitable outcome.

Even if they all went to fight outside the sky, they would destroy countless stars and cause an unbearable impact on the endless continent.

The little grass seedling standing on the round altar of conferring gods had anticipated this situation, and suddenly said:

"The end of the era is imminent. No one knows how long we can survive. Once the dark starry sky can't be blocked, everyone will die. At this time, we should work together to fight against the darkness instead of internal friction. Since your supreme races disagree Fengshen, then we will put aside the controversy and enter the second stage of the grand gathering of all races—the Tianjiao Grand Competition!"

Xiaocaomiao: "Emperors compete for the throne, heroes shine in the world, all the arrogance and evildoers from ancient times have gathered in this life, how about this, if you people of the supreme race get the first place in the heaven list, let go of the matter of conferring gods, if it is My friends and friends, you have won the first place in the list, and you must agree to become a god, and you must not obstruct it."

"Fighting for the top spot?"

All the quasi-emperors were stunned.

After a long while, the quasi-emperor of the Earth Spirit Tribe looked at his son, and suddenly felt that this proposal was good.

Because, he has absolute confidence in his own emperor!
The emperor of the overthrowing period, a piece of flesh that fell from his body, was born with perfect divine way and boundless magic power, who can stop it?
Similarly, other quasi-emperors are also extremely confident in their own emperors, and they don't believe that anyone can defeat the "clone of the emperor".

Of course, all of this has a premise.

That is, longevity grass is not allowed to participate in the battle...

"Don't worry, the Tianbang cannot tolerate me, and I will not compete with the juniors."

A certain grass seemed to see everyone's doubts, and took the initiative to explain.

The quasi-emperors felt relieved, and looked at the person who could compete for the first place on Xiaocaomiao's side.

The most prominent ones must be the Four Saints of Plants and the Umbrella Pillar. The transformation of black metal life is the uncrowned king of darkness and light.

The dark matter can't corrode the five of them, even if the era is destroyed, the five saints will be safe and sound, and they will be born saints in the next era, immortal.

But that is a matter of the next era. Now that the Five Sages have not grown up, let alone when they are kings and hegemons, they will treat the Son of God at most half a catty.

Followed by the five ancient ancestors, the Black Panther King, Goshawk, Old Ape, Tiger Mother, and Little Sparrow.

However, the gap between the five of them and the emperor's son is still a bit big, and the life level is difficult to surpass.

How can ordinary beings compare with creatures like lightning and flames?

The quasi-emperors have absolute confidence that their own emperors can crush the five patriarchs.

As for the Bolong Emperor Falcon, Aunt Yuan, and the two newly born ancient medicines are nothing, their life potential cannot be compared with the emperor's son.

Moreover, the Tianbang can only accommodate the strong ones who have attained the Great Consummation of the Sacred Law. Dao Emperor creatures cannot be on the list, let alone Zhundi, unless you suppress the realm.

But if you cheat again, can you be as powerful as the clone of the emperor?

A drop of blood from the overthrowing emperor can shatter the stars and suppress all ways in the world. It contains the power to open up the world, and the law and order in it are enough to obliterate everything.

And how terrifying is the lump of flesh that fell from the body of the overthrowing emperor?
"Where are the chances of winning the everlasting grass?"

Dare to come up with such an idea, Xiao Cao Miao must be sure to win, otherwise he would be crazy!
Many quasi-emperors fought against the myriad ways with supreme spirit, frantically absorbing all kinds of information in the world, analyzing cause and effect of everything, and calculating the future.

In the end, everyone was taken aback.

"Panfeng, the ancient medicine of human dragon?"

This guy is an anomaly, extremely arrogant, he dares to kill the Dzogchen Emperor Zhun, and he is lawless, he has dissected many powerful people, and mastered the secrets of how many bloodlines.

Looking at the appearance of his dragon-headed human body, he might be like the prehistoric Bat King and Giant Sparrow King, fused with the remnant soul of a real dragon and transformed into a supreme bloodline.

The quasi-emperor of the Fire Spirit Clan thought for a while, pointed at Pan Feng, and asked his son Huo Bayu, "Are you sure you can take him down?"

"Definitely!"

Huo Bayu said categorically.

"Okay!" The quasi-emperor of the Fire Spirit Clan raised his head and shouted to Xiaocao Miao: "Our Fire Spirit Clan agrees to your proposal."

"I, the Earth Spirit Clan, also agree."

"agree……"

The eight supreme races all agreed, including the giant-eyed race who wanted to kill Xiaocao Miao.

This is not just a battle with Everlasting Grass, but also a cold war between the supreme races.

There are eight emperors, whoever can stand out and get the first place in the heaven list, then he will be the sixth saint in the next era!

Because the No. 1 reward has a hundred long-lived grass whiskers, which is enough for these emperors to complete a more advanced transformation and enter a level even more powerful than the Supreme Bloodline.

After negotiating matters, all the powerhouses looked at the legend list hanging above the restricted area.

The first position is occupied by the prehistoric Bat King.

He suppressed the realm, hit the list, and just by blooming his momentum, he was ranked first. The blood of the supreme dragon bat is terrifying.

The second to tenth places are all occupied by the Seven Emperors, Eight Sects, and Nine Hegemons.

The difference in strength between them is not too big, and they are all sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the list at the moment, trying to comprehend the emperor's way, absorbing the strengths of all families, and trying to improve their potential.

As for the friends in the restricted area, except for the momentary itch of Bolonghuang Falcon, who left his name on the list and became the number one for a while, the other friends have never made it to the list.

"If you want to overwhelm the Supreme Dragon Bat and get to the top of the list, it will be very difficult."

At this moment, countless powerhouses looked at the celestial list, and the image of the prehistoric Bat King was like the sun in the sky, hanging high above the nine heavens, emitting an immortal light.

"If no one can kill the prehistoric Bat King, and he won the first place, then what should we do? Does he win whoever he stands on?"

"The Bat King must be the supreme race, otherwise he has been scrambling to death all these years, robbing here and there, if there is no big boss behind him, he will be finished."

There are endless discussions all around, and all spirits are looking forward to someone who can run over the name of the Bat Emperor and appear a new number one.

"Let me try."

Under the Tianbang, Duan Kuang Xing, one of the Nine Hegemons, got up, with huge horns on his head, exuding the artistic conception of unparalleled sharpness all over his body.

It seems to be able to split the stars, cut off the world of mortals, free the mind from the constraints of time and space, and gain great freedom.

He is a wild cultivator with no background and withered ethnic group. He is the only descendant of the ancient race that once shook the world.

Time has buried everything, but as long as you don't die, you will eventually come out!

"boom!"

Duan Kuangxing seems to have used some kind of supreme secret method to stimulate his own life potential, his consciousness and physique soared, and his energy was like a vast ocean, which could shake the starry sky and make the world tremble.

"kill!"

Shouting loudly.

The huge horns on Duankuangxing's head flowed with green light, which attracted the brilliance of hundreds of big stars and gathered them on his horns, triggering an unparalleled divine power.

"Boom!"

The sky exploded, and the light beam thicker than the house penetrated the sky list and shot directly into the sky.

A certain big star was blown to the point of collapse, causing the magnetic field of the sky and the earth to change, causing many weak creatures to fall to the ground, unable to distinguish between east, west, north, and east, and unable to stand at all.

Zhu Xiong was horrified, and hurriedly adjusted his body and mind to match the frequency of the heaven and earth's movement, so he didn't make a fool of himself on the spot.

Although this kind of power is weaker than that of Emperor Zhun, Duan Kuang Xing only has a sense of the sky realm. It is really impressive to have this kind of method of shooting down stars.

Even the supreme quasi-emperor couldn't help but glance at him, and nodded secretly, he is a good evildoer.

On the heaven list, Duan Kuangxing's name and image were originally ranked No. 11, but this blow caused him to flip his rankings, and he climbed to second place in a blink of an eye, knocking down a certain emperor.

However, there is still a huge gap between his potential and the prehistoric Bat King.

The size of the image is not even one-tenth of that of the Bat King, and it is crushed below, unable to climb to the top.

This action also made countless strong men look ashamed.

Duan Kuang Xing was already an invincible creature in their eyes, a legend in the world, but it was nothing compared to the Bat King.

However, he also made a start for Tianjiao Dabi, and ignited the struggle between the longevity grass family and the supreme race!
"I'll try it too!"

Wang Zhan's black hair was flying, and his blood was boiling.

Although he has a big hatred with Everlasting Grass, it does not prevent him from pursuing invincibility and improving himself in the competition.

In order to rise up, he has paid too much, making himself inhuman and ghost, and today he will be famous all over the world and let all spirits be in awe.

"Roar!"

Wang Zhan let out a loud roar, bleeding all over his body, and actually used his own blood to increase his combat power, reaching an unprecedented height in an instant.

But he is suppressing his realm again, allowing himself to fall back to the level of Dzogchen Dharma.

While raising the momentum, suppressing the realm, the two seem to be contradictory, but they are like a spring that has been tempered for a long time. If it is pressed too hard, once it is released, it will burst out with unparalleled strength!
"fear!"

All the powerhouses were shaken, and felt a looming aura of the extreme way.

It was as if a quasi-emperor had sacrificed his life potential, the laws he had comprehended, his spirit and body, just to send out a blow to destroy the world!
"Roar!"

A fist light rushed up, making the mountains, rivers, sun and moon pale, and the inside and outside of the restricted area were about to crack. With a puff, it pierced through the celestial list, tearing a huge hole in the list, but it recovered immediately.

After this punch, Wang Zhan's whole body was torn apart, blood flowed like pillars, and he suffered unimaginable severe injuries.

But his vitality was extremely tenacious, the dense wounds on his body were glowing, and there was a glow flowing. I don't know what kind of animal's ability it was, and it made him recover in a blink of an eye.

However, the pale face and weak breath showed that this blow cost him a huge price.

"exceeded!"

I don't know who roared excitedly, which ignited everyone's emotions.

I saw the image of Wang Zhan on the Tianbang, crackling and popping, passing bright names one after another, and the high-pitched battle songs that seemed to be bloody, made the transparent list rattle and shake non-stop.

In the end, under the expectation of all races, the image of Wang Zhan overwhelmed the prehistoric Bat King, overbearing and unrivaled, and was determined to be the first!
At this moment, Wan Ling no longer has racial differences, and is extremely excited to witness the glory and prosperity for himself.

This is the most pinnacle competition in hundreds of millions of years, and the general public is qualified to witness that the aloof Emperor Zhun and the supreme race who look down on the world are all doing their best to show their demeanor.

"I come!"

The emperor of the Fire Spirit Clan has agitated mind, which has been deposited for countless years, and has been sealed for countless years, isn't it just for today?
Suddenly, he was a little grateful to the longevity grass for organizing the grand gathering of all races.

Let all the creatures in the world see his invincible power, crush his peers, kill legendary creatures one after another, step on their achievements, and finally stand on the top of the world!

(End of this chapter)