Age of Gods: I'm on the Account of the Ancient Gods

Before everyone waited too long, Liu Dagu appeared in front of everyone.

"Students, follow me."

Liu Dagu took the lead.

The students followed suit.

They passed through the cracks in the void and arrived at the Combat Division of Xiajing City.

There is a huge underground martial arts plaza here, enough to accommodate [-] people.

Now, it is used as the arena for the selection of talents from all over the country.

Liu Dagu said calmly, "I know that everyone wants to go to Yulong Ruins, but I also want to tell you that there are many dangers in Yulong Ruins. The dangers not only come from the dragon people and dragon beasts living there, but also Gods from Paro and Gaotianyuan."

"Scared, you can quit now."

None of Zhang Jing and the others retreated.

"Okay!" Liu Dagu nodded appreciatively, "There is one more thing I want to tell you, this time there are only [-] people who have passed the selection, and the other [-] people will be selected within the Combat Division."

"But those who participated in the selection and competed for these [-] places, there are nearly ten thousand contestants from all over the country!"

Chang Boyuan, Lu Zuan and the others were startled.

This selection is too cruel!

"Let's go, let's go to the resting place in Yucheng first."

Liu Dagu took the lead, Zhang Jing and others came to the seats and sat down.

At this time, a god of Xiajing City's Combat Department stepped out, summoned up his divine power, and spoke loudly.

"Please be quiet, everyone. Now let me explain the rules for the Yulongxu trials."

"Whispering, gossiping, chirping, flirting, and eating instant noodles and drinking, please stop talking."

Tianshen's words immediately caused everyone to laugh.

But everyone also fell silent.

"There are a total of 49 contestants in the Yulong Market Selection Contest, among which, there are 49 midgods and [-] lowgods."

"The middle god and the lower god are selected separately, and both sides will be divided into several groups of equal numbers for melee. Only divine spells and artifacts can be used in the melee, and believers are not allowed to participate in the battle."

"When there are [-] people left in the Yanwu Square, the scuffle ends and the battle begins in groups. The winner will be eligible to enter the Yulong Market."

The voice of the god spread throughout the audience, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"As for the safety issue, you can rest assured that as long as you silently say the word admit defeat in your heart, you will be teleported away from Yanwu Square immediately."

The contestants all nodded.

This kind of competition is held by the strong predecessors, and there will be no casualties for hundreds of years.

With a wave of the god's hand, countless streamers fell into the hands of the contestants.

Zhang Jing's eyes flickered, but a ray of light did not enter his palm.

He took a closer look and found that it was "B, two thousand and nine".

The god spoke again, "The text in the front is grouping, and the text in the back is the serial number."

"All contestants, please enter their respective performance squares."

The members of the Combat Department maintained order, and the contestants entered their respective martial arts squares in an orderly manner.

Zhang Jing glanced at the people around him, everyone he knew.

Among these people, there are young people who are the same age as him, and there are also tall, strong and brave young people and middle-aged people.

There are no elderly people, and they will be screened out during the review.

In such a dangerous place, the elderly should not join in the fun.

Zhang Jing vigilantly scanned the people around him.

The corners of the mouths of several burly men around were raised, and they all glanced at the 15 years old boy.

"Weak chicken, take care of him later."

A big man sneered.

Zhang Jing heard that he took out his tiger soul halberd.

Just looking at the Tiger Soul Halberd gave off a murderous look, overflowing with dominance.

Several big men, "..."

They couldn't help but took half a step back.

"Ye Qing, come back to me!"

Zhang Jing roared.

Ye Qinghui was not far from him, she raised her eyebrows, "Why are you calling me?"

Zhang Jing was surprised, "Are you really in Group B?"

Ye Qing replied, "..."

It turns out that you just yelled casually!

Zhang Jing smiled and said, "Come to me, I'm worried that my magic will accidentally splash on you."

Ye Qing sneered back, "Just blow it."

But still squeezed over immediately.

The official melee has not yet started, and now you can move freely in Yanwu Square.

Several big men around sneered.

"Mystery, young man, have you learned to deceive people at a young age?"

"It's tens of meters away. Can your magic be so far away?"

Li Xiaoyu is also in the second group, and her strength is also the middle god of the three stars.

She looked at Zhang Jing suspiciously.

Just now, the distance between Zhang Jing and Ye Qing was more than twenty meters.

What magic can sputter so far.

At this time, the god in mid-air stirred up his divine power and spoke loudly.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"start!"

As soon as the words fell, the six Yanwu squares of A, B, C, D, Wuji immediately became chaotic.

Divine power surged, and divine spells flew wildly.

Various attacks emerge in endlessly.

Zhang Jing and several big men around Ye Qing attacked immediately.

"Help block them for three seconds!"

Zhang Jing immediately accumulated divine power, and traces of cold air radiated from his body.

Ye Qing snorted coldly, "Block them for three seconds? I can kill them in three seconds."

The big men were all happy when they heard the words.

The little girl speaks arrogantly, right?

It seems that you don't know the dangers of society!

The attack of the two big men came immediately.

The speed of the other big men was a little slower.

Ye Qing stretched out his hand back, a blue light emerged, forming a shield.

when--

The two big men only felt as if they had hit the steel plate.

The opponent didn't move, but his fist hurt terribly.

"Hold the grass, this little girl's magical skills are really amazing!"

"I'm afraid this is not a genius cultivated by some family?"

The big men were shocked and angry.

Just when they were surprised, three seconds had passed.

"Shenhuo, come!"

A quarter of the Void Divine Fire split out and fell into Zhang Jing's palm.

"Divine Art, Frost Storm!"

Zhang Jing shouted deliberately.

Ye Qing curled his lips back, "Why are you so [-]nd? You still call out the name of the move before you make it?"

Zhang Jing laughed and said, "You don't understand, this can increase the power."

The majestic icy power gushed out from Zhang Jing's hands.

A terrifying frost storm crazily swept forward.

Like a Frost Dragon, roaring away.

The pupils of several big men shrank suddenly, and they felt the incomparable power from the frost storm.

They immediately used defensive spells and took out defensive artifacts.

But at such a short distance, there is not even enough time to chant divine spells.