Being invincible is so lonely, I just want to show off!

"It's on!" An

Yu suppressed the restlessness in his heart and looked at the huge circular ring with a radius of thousands of kilometers with seriousness.

It was actually a large-scale supreme spiritual artifact, Demingtai, provided by Meng Ge of the Hetian Holy Land.

Even if a strong person enters it, his strength will be suppressed to the realm of Shenzang, which is recognized as one of the best rings.

The sons and daughters of the four holy places sat in four directions, and the contestants they found were in their respective directions.

On the surrounding platform, there were powerful representatives sent by the surrounding countries to pay homage to the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of the Four Holy Lands.

Even the Phantom Yang Dynasty sent two marquis to receive the envoys of the Four Holy Lands.

There is also the local big family and magnates in Qinglin Country, who have obtained the qualifications to enter the battle through various relationships.

Thousands of seats were filled, and some aisles were full.

After King Qinglin announced his entry, the Quartet entered the arena one after another.

The first to enter was the team of Hetian Holy Land, five young men dressed in black and white robes, each carrying at least five flying swords on their backs, and one by one the imposing young men stepped forward.

"The first sect of the Weilan Country, Monluo Sword Sect

, I heard that each of them can manipulate several flying swords, and the power is enough to crush any Tianjiao of the same level.

"The Weilan Kingdom is also because of the existence of Luo Jianmen, and its strength has increased extremely rapidly in the past hundred years.

I heard that a request has been made to the Phantom Sun Dynasty to be promoted to the Middle Kingdom.

"If the Weilan Kingdom becomes a medium kingdom, it will have the right to include all the kingdoms within a hundred thousand miles

of the surrounding area!" "It is worthy of being a branch of the Hetian Holy Land, just a small faction is enough to change the situation of dozens of surrounding countries

!" "With Luo Jianmen participating in the battle this time, the outcome can already be predicted

!" "Not necessarily!"

"......!".

Meng Ge condescendingly looked at the surrounding audience, and he was very satisfied with the awe-inspiring eyes.

In order to find the strongest contestant, he found the strongest Luo Jianmen among the five outer sects of the Hetian Holy Land.

Because Luo Jianmen was too far away, he even sent his own floating cloud boat to personally pick up Luo Jianmen's people.

And Luo Jianmen did not disappoint him, and the five Tianjiao sent out were all from the Shenzang realm.

This can be used as an official disciple even in the Hetian Holy Land.

It is used to suppress the small sects in these small countries around it, and it can almost be completely crushed.

This gambling battle has been won by himself

! Hmm! Do you want to wait for the others to be stimulated, and then raise some chips and win some pocket money?

After Meng Ge was sure that he would win, he began to think about other things.

As Luo Jianmen entered, five strong men with tall horses and hard upper bodies like granite.

They have flame-like red tattoos on their bodies, and their average height is more than two and a half meters, and they stand there like a wall.

"What sect are they? How can they be so tall and mighty?"

"I don't know it! This is the Burning Flame Clan of the Mang Country!

It is a race left over from the era of the ancient gods, and it is born with more than ten times the strength of ordinary monks, and the innate ability to control fire.

The Canglin Holy Land was originally a cultivation holy place composed of countless descendants of ancient gods.

They spread out in the vicinity, so naturally they wanted to recruit the Burning Flame Clan. "

I rub it! It turns out to be the relics

of the ancient gods!" "I heard that the ancient gods can stimulate the bloodline, thereby triggering the power of the ancient gods, and instantly improve several realms.

These five scorching flame clans are all in the late stage of foundation building or consummation, so wouldn't they be able to directly rush to the middle stage of Shenzang and above.

"Of course! Seeing that the Burning Flame Clan who is at the forefront is not!

He is the young patriarch of the Burning Flame Clan of the Mang Country, and he has the strongest ancient god bloodline.

He once promoted himself to the late stage of Shenzang, and killed a demon beast comparable to the late stage of Shenzang in one fell swoop.

"If such a monster participates in the war, how can other people live

!" "......!" "

The Holy Son of Canglin Holy Land, Cang Be, is a tall young man with slender limbs, a cold face, and a diamond-shaped scale in the center of his eyebrows.

Cang Bei has the bloodline of the Divine Dragon, his strength has reached the early stage of the Purple Mansion, and he also has a superb spiritual weapon fist.

If it is based on combat power alone, I am afraid that among the four Holy Land Saintesses at this time, it will definitely rank first.

He is also bound to win this gambling battle, not for the sake of betting, but to overpower the hypocritical and disgusting Meng Ge.

"Senior brother, what is the ancient god?" Mo

Qingxue looked at those Burning Flame Clans, her face full of doubts.

Born in Qinglin Country and practicing in the Wujian Sect, she has never heard of any ancient gods.

Now looking at the people around me who praise the Burning Flame Clan, they all feel that they are lonely and unheard.

"Ancient gods!" Hearing

his junior sister's inquiry, Ye Ming couldn't help but think of the slut who hurt herself, she was actually an ancient god.

"That was the first innate beings that were born when the whole world was opened.

They have an innate ability to manipulate various elements, and they can be regarded as the most blessed cultivators.

The most precious physiques are now popular in the cultivation world, and the source can actually be traced back to the power left by the ancient gods.

According to the strength of the world, the strength of the ancient gods is also very different.

For example, the ancient gods of the Northern Xuan Realm, supporting death is the level of robbing immortals, or the weakest kind, which is not worth mentioning at all.

However, in the upper worlds, extremely powerful ancient gods will be produced, some even surpassing saints.

However, while they are powerful, they also limit their ultimate achievements.

The ancient gods are generally overtaken by the acquired beings, and eventually become the stepping stones of the acquired beings. When

Ye Ming said this, An Yu and Zhan Momo were both very novel.

The ancient gods they know are mysterious and powerful ancient gods.

Unexpectedly, in Ye Ming's eyes, they were just a group of doomed stepping stones.

Is this arrogant self-confidence that regards the ancient gods as nothing, is it the difference between the essence of the strong and them

While Ye Ming was discussing here, the contestants from the Huaming Holy Land entered.

Five beautiful women wearing long flowing dresses of various colors and veils on their faces just entered the arena, and the entire dueling arena seemed to be bright.

Each of these five people has a beautiful appearance and a bumpy figure.

The quiet, elegant, lively, amorous, and sassy temperament revealed by every move makes them even more beautiful.

"It's so

beautiful!" "Beauty! It's really a peerless

beauty!" "If you can kiss Fang Ze, even if you die, you won't regret

it!" "Don't dream! That's not an existence that we can touch

!" "It's so beautiful! This is the peerless beauty of the Valin Sect

!" "These are good, but compared to the one in Huaming Holy Land, it's still a little worse!"

Don't be delusional, be careful that someone slaps you out!" "

That's right, the beauty of the disciples of the Valin Sect is really beautiful, but the strength is absolutely not enough."

Even if it is against Luo Jianmen's Tianjiao, he may not fall into the disadvantage. "

I can watch the battle this time, but Sansheng is lucky

!" "......!" When

the audience was discussing the beauty of the Hualing faction, the saint of the Huaming Holy Land sat elegantly on the viewing platform, and the holy woman of the Huaming Holy Land, Yu Qingyan, frowned.