Martial Mythology

Yuan Tianyang's complexion fluctuated, he hoped that the story was true, but also feared that the story was true.

Because he didn't know whether the existence of the ninth-level prehistoric world was a bad thing or a good thing for this endless time and space.

"Maybe my brother knows something." The figure of his brother Yuan Tianji flashed in Yuan Tianyang's mind.

As the emissary of the chief judge, one of the most powerful figures in this endless time and space, Yuan Tianji's understanding of endless time and space is probably comparable to that of a very few super old monsters.

Thinking of this, Yuan Tianyang couldn't sit still for a while, and wished he could rush back to the Holy Court immediately to ask his brother Yuan Tianji for clarification.

However, the competition in the sky and the world is already halfway through. If you leave at this time, you will definitely attract the attention of the dean...

Yuan Tianyang groaned secretly in his heart and fidgeted. Although he wanted to leave immediately, he had to hold back and pretend that nothing happened.

"Wait a little longer, I will go back as soon as the competition in the sky and the world is over." Yuan Tianyang persuaded himself in his heart.

Of course, he still has another choice, which is to ask the dean directly, or the clone of the dean, but the impression of him is not good by the dean, so he will ask the dean again at this time, and it is still a matter of relationship. When it comes to the ninth-order prehistoric world, God knows if the dean will slap him to death.

Yuan Tianyang didn't dare, he could only pin his hopes on his elder brother Yuan Tianji!

Long Zu didn't know what Yuan Tianyang was thinking in his heart, and seeing that Yuan Tianyang hadn't moved, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

For them, both the dean and this mysterious ninth-level powerhouse are existences that cannot be provoked.

No one noticed the communication between Yuan Tianyang, Long Zu and others. Everyone's eyes were on the many teachers and students of the upper realm of true gods in the field. Their breath was restrained, calm and calm, as if what was going to be done next Ordinary sparring, not high-profile contests.

Each of them has a perfect breath and no power fluctuations in their bodies. Even the three legendary heroes Long Zu, Lu Di, and Yu Wa Huang are hard to perceive their cultivation. If they don't know that they are true gods The teachers and students of the Shangjing group, I am afraid that everyone will think that they are just a group of ordinary people, and the three Longzu are no exception.

Among the hundreds of millions of creatures outside the arena, only Yuan Tianyang can see through their cultivation.

This is because the gap between Yuan Tianyang's cultivation and theirs is too great, so big that it is difficult to hide his cultivation under the eyes of the other party with the characteristics of extreme martial art. After all, the extreme martial art they practice is not the perfect version of extreme martial art , does not have the ultimate effect of the perfect version of Jiwujue.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly.

When the God King Jiang Taixu, Yang Jian, and Sun Wukong recovered, the three of them got up one after another, and turned their gazes to Zhang Haoran who was slanting overhead: "Vice President, we're done."

Zhang Haoran nodded slightly, and then his voice sounded slowly: "I announce that the first competition of the True God Upper Realm has officially begun."

The emotions of hundreds of millions of creatures have become unprecedentedly excited, and their eyes are full of anticipation.

Yuan Tianyang, Longzu, Ludi, and Yuwahuang were also paying attention to the many students, mentors, and elders in the field.

Jiang Taixu, Yang Jian, and Sun Wukong, who had amazed and awed countless people, seem to have lost their original brilliance and become ordinary among the crowd of true gods. No, it's not that they have become ordinary, but this The group of teachers and students in the upper realm of the true gods is even more eye-catching.

Of course, compared to the rest of the True God Middle Realm students, Jiang Taixu and others naturally received more attention. Even Chen Nan, Feng Yun Wuji, and Luo Feng of the True God Lower Realm Group were far more popular than many True God Middle Realm students. Realm students, not because they are stronger than True God Middle Realm students, but because hundreds of millions of creatures pay attention to the most outstanding members of each group, which represents the peak combat power level of a group.

Just like at this moment, although Jiang Taixu and the others appear very ordinary among the people in the upper realm of the true gods, the impressions of hundreds of millions of living beings on them are definitely far better than the impressions of many powerful people in the upper realms of the true gods.

Perhaps only after the True God Upper Realm Group decides the number of promotion places, those few advanced experts can be thoroughly remembered by hundreds of millions of creatures and leave the deepest impression in their hearts.

Just when hundreds of millions of souls were looking forward to it, an unexpected scene happened on the field.

I don't know when, a group of young true gods are standing opposite to another group of young true gods. Many mentors, elders, etc., are faintly aware of something, and they didn't immediately choose their opponents , but retreated a little distance, and completely gave up an area in the center of the street to two groups of young true gods.

Regarding the actions of many students, mentors, and elders, Zhang Yu did not stop them, and Zhang Haoran did not say anything, as if they did not see them.

Everyone faintly felt that something was wrong. What are these people from the Upper Realm Group doing?

Just when hundreds of millions of creatures were puzzled, Ye Fan walked forward slowly, glanced at Wu Mo, Xiao Yan, Bai Ling and others, and finally said slowly: "We have long been looking forward to this day."

Wu Mo looked at Bai Ling, saw that Bai Ling hadn't spoken, she was silent for a while, and said, "We are also looking forward to it."

Unknowingly, the people on both sides stood together.

Beside Ye Fan are Xiao Yan, Li Xiaoyao, Tang Xuanzang, Monkey King, Qin Yu, Lin Lei, Nezha, and Ao Bing.

Beside Wu Mo are Bai Ling, Xiao Yan, Deng Qiuchan, Lei Jian, Ye Mu, Lu Mingjin, Su Ya, and Mingquan.

The nine people headed by Ye Fan were the first nine named disciples accepted by Zhang Yu. Because of this, the nine of them became famous and became a group of people with a special status in the Sky Academy.

And the nine people headed by Wu Mo and Bai Ling are the nine star students, and they are the objects of envy and worship of countless students of the General Academy...

Although they have all become Zhang Yu's official disciples now except for Xiao Yan, there is still a transparent boundary between them that cannot be clearly seen or touched.

Perhaps because of their different identities, it is doomed that they cannot live in harmony, but they inspire each other in a competitive way.

In the arena, many elders, mentors, and elderly students surrounded the outside, handing over the entire stage to these two groups of young people!

The nine Ye Fan and the nine Wu Mo stood in the center of the stage, facing each other, and an invisible spark quietly filled the street.

"What are they doing?" The hundreds of millions of creatures outside the venue couldn't figure it out.

"Why did those seniors go outside? Did they stop fighting?"

"Who is that group of people in the middle?"

Everyone had doubts in their hearts, but they didn't dare to speak out, they could only watch quietly.

"Come on, let me see what is so extraordinary about a star student!" Ye Fan turned his palm, and a small bronze-like tripod appeared in his palm. It is also like its owner, restrained and perfect, but no one dares to underestimate the small tripod, because everyone knows that the small tripod contains terrifying power, and it is a powerful magic weapon for attacking and enchanting.

Beside Ye Fan, Xiao Yan, Li Xiaoyao and others also took out their own weapons, each of which contained terrifying power!

On the other side, Wu Mo, Bai Ling and the others also took out their weapons. Not surprisingly, they were magical magic weapons again!

The incomparably precious enchanted true artifact is as cheap as Chinese cabbage in Sky Academy. Most of the mentors and elders almost have one, but some of them are exchanged for the points obtained by clearing evil spirits, and some are obtained by asking Xiao Yan helped refine it...

Only the registered disciples and star students of the Nine Great Schools back then, their enchanted true artifacts were all bestowed by the headmaster!

Hundreds of millions of souls have almost become numb to the extravagance of the teachers and students of Cang Qiong Academy. Now it is not surprising to see them take out enchanted true artifacts. Compared with these enchanted true artifacts, they are more concerned about what this group of young students have. What identity, why do many seniors give way to these young students and hand over the stage to these young students?

"I just remembered, among them, some... are disciples of the dean!" In the crowd, a detached person suddenly exclaimed.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar outside the arena, and the gazes towards Ye Fan and the others in the arena also changed instantly.

Everyone's eyes became hot, even Yuan Tianyang's original casual eyes had changed. He looked at Ye Fan and the others with some doubts: "Master Dean's disciple?" He has experienced it himself. The invincible power of the dean, naturally dare not underestimate the disciples of the dean, and more importantly, becoming the disciple of the dean, doesn't it mean that these little guys are destined to stand tall in the future At the pinnacle of endless space and time.

So, which one is the disciple of the dean?

"Who, who is Master Dean's disciple? Tell us quickly!" Many people in the crowd asked anxiously.

But the person who spoke up at first seemed to realize that he shouldn't reveal this matter casually, so he immediately shut his mouth and didn't say any more.

"Except for Xiao Yan, everyone else is the dean's disciples, and Xiao Yan is also considered half of the dean's disciples." At this time, an emotionless voice sounded in everyone's ears, "This is a group of dean's disciples." A duel between disciples!"

Everyone was startled and wanted to find the person who spoke, but the voice was faint, indifferent, and the source could not be found at all.

Only Yuan Tianyang noticed that behind hundreds of millions of souls, Daoist Hongjun stood quietly, staring at a group of young students in the field with indifferent eyes, and the voice heard by everyone came from Daoist Hongjun.

"Hongjun..." A trace of doubt flashed in Yuan Tianyang's eyes, "Is there any connection between this Hongjun and the Taoist ancestor Hongjun of the ninth-level prehistoric world? Is the exact same name just a coincidence?"

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There is a bug in the outline, and the newly revised outline, because it was written in a hurry, made a mistake in the cultivation of the star students, but there is no way to modify it, so I can only make mistakes, or the new version of the outline will be invalid. The old house went back and changed the cultivation bases of the previous star students when they walked out of the secret realm of the sky. Everyone has the right to think that they are the real gods.