Beastmaster of the Ages

"As for the second and third banquets, that's still early. The second banquet seems to be a battle of cooperation between men and women? You may have to find a girl then, and both parties will calculate the victory in the end! As for the third banquet, then It's grand, it's a real ranking battle, the ancient feast genius list is ranked, the higher the score, the higher the score, and finally the top 100 are intercepted to see who is higher," An Ning said.

After hearing this, Li Tianming felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't it true that personal power can hardly change the outcome of Gu Yan's victory?"

"Nonsense, at least the first and second banquets have nothing to do with the peak genius. If more people can come to the front for the third banquet, the first banquet can be reversed, but the possibility is not high. After all, the God Emperor Banquet is compared to All the talent training reserves of both sides, not just a few peaks, are called foundations." An Ning said seriously.

"I understand, because geniuses will die, but the base of geniuses will not die." Li Tianming nodded.

"What? You still want to turn the tide, pretend to be cool, and help Xuan Ting win the ancient banquet?" An Ning looked at him with contempt and said: "Although I am extremely flattering to you, this is not something that can be done by humans. Yes, in the past three ancient banquets, Xuan Ting couldn’t win any of them, and the gap was a bit big.”

"How big is it?" Li Tianming asked.

"Look at the table, there are seven dishes and three bottles of wine." An Ning rolled her eyes.

"Three-seven?" Li Tianming asked.

There is no doubt that Xuan Ting is the third and God's Tomb Sect is the seventh!

Xuanting here is the genius of all the wealthy clans in the Xuanting Universe Empire combined!

"Thirty-seven, I think it's a shame to teach the God's Tomb. I heard that next time the God-Emperor banquets, I might just give you two bottles of wine."

"...!"

The Tomb of Gods Cult is disgusting enough, and the Dayan Manyue Snake is disgusting. The next dish must be disgusting, reminding the guests all the time, you are three and I am seven.

Xuan Ting's resources are now split 50-50. It's hard not to suspect that the God Tomb Sect wants to change this rule and take an extra two!

"The entire ancient three feasts lasted three hundred years?"

Li Tianming has no idea. He has not experienced a few three hundred years in his life until now.

However, judging from the passage of the past hundred years, it may only be a few months to truly perceive it?

"yes."

"Then those who are over 700 years old during the ancient banquet will be overage by then?" Li Tianming asked.

An Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "It's not so strict and rigid, just use your age at the moment. The rankings will be determined at the third banquet, which is the honor of a novice. It can last a lifetime, but in the end it is just an honor."

"I understand. Anyway, for the elders, the three ancient banquets are just a warm-up for the banquet. The banquet spans ten thousand years, so it becomes more formal." Li Tianming said.

"Well!" An Ning couldn't help but think about it, and said: "In the past, I didn't think much about the banquet, but now, as the genius pillar of the An clan Long Live, I must fight for my An Ning Mansion. When the time comes, you You have to support me here too.”

"Can't I fight side by side with you?" Li Tianming smiled.

An Ning rolled her eyes at him and said: "You have so much order, and it only takes a hundred years to advance to the level of Chaos God. By the time you enter the banquet, I will be old."

Li Tianming: "..."

Although she was speechless, what she said seemed to make sense?

"It seems that I have to find some more ways to hone order faster. This God Emperor's Banquet is still a perfect opportunity for me..."

Li Tianming's heart gradually became hot as he looked at this turbulent meeting and the countless geniuses.

"Even if I can't win the ancient banquet for Xuan Ting, as long as I rank high in the third banquet and suppress the Tomb of Gods Cult and the ghost geniuses of the Imperial Clan, my status among the Imperial Clan's connections will be more stable!"

The first two banquets were probably just a formality, they didn’t seem that important?

Suddenly remembering that Mu Baiyi, the Son of Chaos God, asked Wei Sheng Mo Ran to be his female companion at the second ancient banquet, Li Tianming felt a little itchy and said to himself: "Don't touch me, or I will destroy you, kid."

He stole from his house and stole from himself.

Damn it!

At this moment, An Ning suddenly said in a low voice and with awe: "The people from the Tomb of Gods Cult have appeared."

He hosted a banquet for all Xuan Ting tribes and the main force, but ended up showing up... How big of a deal was that?

The impression given by the God Tomb Sect is that they are both polite and arrogant. They greet each other with smiles on the surface, but secretly they hint at, despise, and ridicule through details. The above-mentioned people regard themselves as natives of Xuanting... It is true. Somewhat disgusting.

Li Tianming looked up!

I saw in the clouds and mist, plus the parents, masters, and elders of the disciples who went out to fight, there were half a million people stepping on a pure, holy, and shining chaotic nebula and white clouds. They were like gods coming, pressing down on them. On top of the heads of all the Xuanting clans!

Each of them had a polite smile on their face, but they were trying to intimidate the guests. Half a million people entered the venue, and the invisible pressure created caused the tomb tables and coffin chairs around everyone to vibrate.

"The man in charge is King Zuo Tomb, Supreme Xingxuan." An Ning said respectfully.

The so-called Zuo Tomb King, according to Li Tianming’s knowledge, is one of the most powerful leaders under the leader of the God Tomb Cult, one of the top five or even the top three most powerful figures in the God Tomb Cult!

"He is the supreme pulse master of Xingxuan Vein?" Li Tianming asked.

"Yeah!" An Ning nodded.

In other words, Zhenbeixing Wang Xingxuandao, one of the four major bureaus stationed abroad by the Tomb of Gods, is just this person's younger brother.

"This man's status is higher than that of my grandfather. He is one of the top ten people in Xuanting. The key is that he is still very young and is only a little older than my father?" An Ning said with some awe.

Hearing that she was so scared, Li Tianming looked carefully.

Because there were too many people and the white clouds were too thick, I couldn't see clearly. I could only feel that this was a handsome middle-aged man with long hair of colorful stars. His temperament was somewhat similar to that of King Anyang. He was very noble and elegant, giving people the feeling of an otherworldly god. Such a temperament makes it difficult for people to dislike him, but instead produces a strong impression of him and a feeling of bowing his head.

Xingxuan is supreme!

This name is already very domineering.

Zuo Tomb King's identity is even higher than that of the An clan king, which is evident!

"Dear guests of Xuanting, on behalf of the Divine Tomb Sect, I welcome you all to the rooftop of the Divine Emperor!"

Xuanji, that Xingxuan supreme voice that makes people feel like a spring breeze, very comfortable to listen to, and not disgusting at all, spread throughout the entire audience, like a warm current, pouring into everyone's heart!

Bang bang!

The various clans in Xuan Ting burst into applause. There was visible enjoyment between the two sides. The overall atmosphere was very harmonious, and there was no sense of fighting or competition at all!

It’s such a joy to the world!

For those who didn’t know, I thought it was a big family gathering!

"Judging from this situation, the Tomb of Gods Sect in Xuanting is very capable of misappropriating resources and talents, sowing dissension, and winning people's hearts!" Li Tianming said secretly.

In the early years, the talent base capital of the Tomb of Gods Cult was not that much higher than that of Xuanting. Now the proportion is gradually increasing, which is actually related to the fact that a large number of Xuanting geniuses and their parents joined the Tomb of Gods Cult. Now that Behind Xing Xuan Supreme, the face of the Hundred Thousand God Tomb Sect's geniuses under a thousand years old is partly similar to Xuanting's!

Although most of these people will be eliminated and returned to Xuanting like Liu Fanchen's wife to save resources, the real elites will definitely be left behind.

After a brief welcome, the geniuses and powerful men of the Divine Tomb Sect took their seats one after another, competing with the other clans in Xuanting.

There is confrontation, but there is also friendship!

Li Tianming looked at the genius group of the God's Tomb Sect, looking for those two familiar figures!

"Old Zhan Chi, Mu Dongli..."

These two people had high status. Although Li Tianming was far away, he could easily find them right next to Xingxuan Wushang!

Li Tianming couldn't see clearly the white-haired one among them, but when he thought about it with his knees, he knew she was a peerless beauty, one whose elegance was peerless.

"Xiaoyu, Zi Zhen!"

Li Tianming found them and they also went to the banquet.

Snapped!

An Ning suddenly patted him on the shoulder, which startled Li Tianming.

She said quietly: "Which two are your wives? Point them out so that I can look up to them."

"No." Li Tianming quickly refused.

"Just take a look, why are you so stingy?" An Ning said.

"Are you angry after seeing this?" Li Tianming asked.

"Why am I angry?" An Ning was dumbfounded, glared at him, and suddenly said quietly: "To tell you the truth, I like beautiful women more than men. I get excited when I see beautiful women. You don't dare to introduce them, because you are afraid that I will give you With a hat?”

Li Tianming: "..."

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