National Clan: Starting From Investing In The Protagonists Of Wanjie

Indeed, no one cares about Tianjiao who has become a thing of the past. Everyone's eyes are still on top of the ten thousand Tianjiao in the inner city.

And at this moment in the inner city, the scene has undergone earth-shaking changes.

I saw a huge mountain range rising from the ground, towering high, straight into the clouds, as if it wanted to run through the sky.

Countless Spiritual Qi emerged above, the forest was green and multi-branched, and rows of giant trees rose from the ground, straight up to the clouds.

And starting from the halfway up the mountain, and then going up, there is no way.

There are only one platform after another, and on each platform, there is a huge dragon-shaped pattern.

"A total of one hundred and eight, is this the ranking of Xuanhuang Ancient City?"

"I guess so, and from the bottom to the top, each pattern is different!"

"I see, the one at the bottom is just a gigantic python with teeth and claws, and above that, there are dragons, dragons, real dragons, and golden dragons. The top ten platforms are actually ancient blue dragons!"

"Look, the Taoist platform at the top of the mountain is actually standing on top of a nine-clawed black dragon, as if it is being supported by a real dragon of the tenth class!"

"It seems that every stage means a ranking. From bottom to top, if you want to get more, it depends on your own strength!"

"Who will be the masters of these Taoist platforms in the end? Who will be titled Young Emperor?"

People in the outer city are talking, because people in the city have also learned the rules.

For a moment, their eyes were all looking at these Taoist platforms with extra fiery eyes.

As long as you board one, it is enough to be famous through the ages, and it is even more widely spread than some Saint Kings!

Not only that, but the astonishing luck they obtained is even more rare throughout the ages.

It is said that the luck brought back by the Xuanhuang ancient city quota every time gave birth to a giant Sect.

In particular, almost all of the current forces with ancient heritages have obtained the luck of the ancient city of Xuanhuang.

There were only seven days for "Six Six Three", and they didn't talk nonsense, they stepped forward and went directly to the top.

"Hahaha, this first throne is what I deserve, the King of God Wings!"

The divine sculpture of the monster clan soared up and headed towards the top of the nine-clawed black dragon in the sky.

However, what greeted him was a terrifying knife light, which directly cut off his right wing!

"Fuck off, dare to take the first place in anything? Here, I deserve it for my Nine Dragon Sword Lord!"

A barbarian burly man held a long knife and slashed across the front. The terrifying light of the knife, the sharp edge rioted, and the perfect level of knife intent invaded the audience, making people terrified!

"It's the Nine Dragon Sword Lord of the barbarian race. It is rumored that he is an evildoer who has awakened the blood of the Great Emperor of the barbarian race. He is also a well-known Gang Ling Dao body, and the space he can fight between is broken

The sky and the earth are pale!"

"Great Emperor's bloodline, Gangling Dao body, this person is immortal, maybe he can revive the prestige of the Great Emperor of the barbarians, lead the barbarians, and once again rank among the top ten thousand races!"

"They look at his sword intent, which is at the peak of perfection, and is only one step away from the Great Perfection. How did he cultivate!"

"They are all evildoers among evildoers. If such an existence was placed in the past, it would be the arrogance of an era of invincibility. Now, whether he can keep the number one position is a bit worrying!"

"Look, someone has made a move again, huh? This person is a half-dragon Long Aotian who has the blood of the dragon clan. Everyone knows that this person is famous overseas!"

"Half-Dragon Clan, unexpectedly, I thought this race was going to be doomed, but now it's rising again!"

"Since the mysterious Patriarch Long Ba took over as Patriarch, the Half-Dragon Clan has developed rapidly. There are more and more Half-Dragon Clan arrogance and powerhouses. Long Ba himself is a strong man who has broken through to the Yin & Yang realm , I don’t know how he cultivated!”

"Hehe, could it be that he broke into the dragon cave, the forbidden place of the dragon clan? If you really have the guts, aren't you afraid that the dragon clan will settle accounts in the future?"

"That's all for later!"

While everyone was discussing, Long Aotian had stepped across and came to the first position, looking at Nine Dragon Sword Lord indifferently!

"Get off!" Long Batian was not polite, and directly yelled.

It's as if this person is not an invincible Tianjiao monster, but an ant.

Hearing his unceremonious words, Nine Dragons Sword Lord was not polite.

"Looking for death!" He grinned, a trace of cruelty flickering.

Then, without saying a word, he slashed across with his saber, and slashed out forcefully.

Phew~~!

The whistling wind blew all directions, and the infinitely terrifying sword light with boundless mighty power rushed towards Long Aotian forcefully.

This knife was extremely terrifying, and the surrounding space burst into riots.

Even many kings have changed their faces at this moment, feeling the threat!

However, in Long Aotian's eyes, this terrible knife seemed so ordinary.

He pouted directly: "Trash, flashy!"

After speaking, he stepped out, and the sun was blank!

Boom~!

Boundless aura soared into the sky, piercing through the clouds.

The fist wind passed through the border, as if the Taikoo region was waking up.

Aww~~!

A terrible dragon chant roared in all directions.

Long Aotian's punch directly blasted out a huge dragon. It opened its teeth and danced its claws, and with an incomparably majestic momentum, it directly shattered the knives of Nine Dragons Sword Master.

Afterwards, the terrifying giant dragon directly bombarded Nine Dragon Sword Lord head-on.

Boom~!

Without the slightest resistance, the body of Jiulong Daojun was directly knocked into the air and fell towards the ground.

Hiss~!

Countless people watching this scene were shocked and clicked their tongues.

The barbarian's pride on the first day was blown down by Long Aotian like this?

Is this the strength of Long Aotian, a half-dragon clan?

"As expected of the well-known Overseas Aotian Monarch, the Peerless Tianjiao who was placed high hopes by the head of the Long Family, Long Ba, defeated even the Nine Dragon Sword Lord with one punch!"

"The strength displayed by Long Aotian has always been exceptionally strong. I feel that even if he can't take the first place, he will be the top king!"

"He can't even win the first place. I really can't think of the strength of the first place? He can't kill the king, right?"

"Who knows? The reason why evildoers are called evildoers is that they can do things that ordinary people can't understand!"

"Yeah, when Hunyuan Sword Master kills powerful enemies every time in adversity, even after killing more than a hundred Supremes in Supreme Seventh Stage Tianzhen, I don't feel that anything impossible happens in this world. Surprised!

When everyone is discussing, in the national chat channel, the masters are also blunt.

After more than ten years of development, many families have grown stronger, and many patriarchs have been eliminated.

And the fate of being eliminated can be seen in retrospect.

After all, every year in the family selection, those with low scores will be punished.

And those who occupy low scores all the year round will slowly perish!

【Hiss~! The strength of Long Aotian is really terrifying!】

【Who said it wasn't! As expected of being the descendant of the top five Patriarch Long Ba, it's really extraordinary!】

【Ah! The strength of a junior actually gave me the feeling that I can kill me in seconds, I really am going back as I live!】

【Damn it, how come there are so many arrogant people in your clan?】

Some people are envious and jealous, some are lamented, and some are resentful.

Looking at so many chat channels, Long Ba in Long Island was suddenly very proud.

[Patriarch Longba of the Long Family: Hahahaha, my clan, Long Aotian, this time, is here for the first place, everyone, this first position, my family will accept it with a smile! 】

【Hehe, Patriarch of the Long family, is it too early to say this now?】

[Long Ba: Hehe, it’s too early, you’ll know if you don’t see it, Long Aotian’s current strength, even if he is the head of the same Cultivation Base, he can’t take him down, I want to see, who can compete with him !】

[Long Ba: Long Aotian's strength is definitely the most well-deserved number one pride among his peers. Even the evildoers of the Ye family, he didn't To put in one's eyes.

You can easily defeat Ye Wushuang and others!]

Ever since Ye Qingming fought against the Conferred Gods, he has never dared to be arrogant again. With his temperament, he has held back for a long time.

Now compared to the younger generation, after seeing Long Aotian's excellence, he feels that he will not be much worse than Ye Qingming, so he naturally has a heart to compare.

【Murong Qing: Longba, you are so arrogant now, are you not afraid of being slapped in the face?】

【Longba: Hehe, slap in the face? My Patriarch kneels down and begs, if you have the ability, let your younger generation come up!】

【Murong Qing: Wait and see!】

Among the Murong family, Murong Qing opened his eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed a trace of complexity.

I don't know when it started, but in her heart, there was already that figure in the blue shirt.

What's more, the Patriarch's big competition every year is torture to others, but to her, it is an expectation.

This is the only chance she can get in touch with Ye Qingming.

Begging to this extent, sometimes she would secretly scold herself for being cheap.

But this feeling has not diminished but increased.

Even if Longba doesn't pay attention to Ye Wushuang and others, she will feel angry when she sees them.

So she, who seldom spoke, didn't hold back, and spoke directly.

After she thought about it, she turned her eyes to the ancient city of Xuanhuang again.

In the national channel, there is a place dedicated to broadcasting this battle.

At the same time, not long after Long Aotian defeated Nine Dragon Sword Lord, a person once again stepped on the platform.

"It's such a terrifying sharpness of the spear, who is this person, it's so terrifying!"

"I know this person. Murong Qingcang of the Murong family is also an invincible powerhouse!"

"Supreme once said that in the Xuanhuang Continent, perhaps only Ye Chu He can compete with him for his gun skills!"

In the words of everyone's discussion, Murong Qingcang and Long Aotian have already fought together.

For a time, countless eyes gathered and went.

The expressions of countless people are constantly changing, because every move of the two is extremely terrifying, and every move seems to be able to suppress even the king.

I don't know how long it has passed, but with Long Aotian's punch in the air, Murong Qingcang was still not low after all, and was beaten down.

Long Aotian, who stood alone on the Taoist platform, gave the other party a proud look, and said this time: "I am an opponent, but unfortunately, this position is mine after all!"

Hearing his words, Murong Qingcang's expression became gloomy, but he didn't say anything after all, and went directly to the second platform...

"Murong Qingcang is still defeated after all!"

"I knew that Long Aotian's strength was extraordinary, but I didn't expect it to be so terrifying and powerful!"

"Murong Qingcang is already very good, compared to Long Aotian, he is really only a little worse!"

"But this point makes a world of difference!"

Everyone kept discussing, and in the national channel, the dragon room became more and more concerned.

【Longba: Hahahaha, Murong Qing, your people are still inferior after all!】

【Murong Qing: So what, it's enough that the Patriarch can defeat you. In other words, it's been more than ten years. Do you beat me once in every Patriarch competition?】

With these words, let Long Ba

The voice paused for a while, and then he spoke.

【Long Ba: Hmph, today is a contest between clansmen, the Patriarch will not argue with you, if you lose, you lose!】

Speaking of this, he specifically pointed out Ye Qingming!

[Longba: @Ye Qingming, the head of the Ye family, his personal strength is inferior to yours. I don’t know if the descendants of your family have a world-class monster?】

To Ye Qingming, he considers himself no opponent, but he will not admit defeat as a disciple of the Bi family.

His words also reminded Ye Qingming.

Speaking of the juniors in the clan, he also posted on the channel once in more than ten years.

【Ye Qingming: Wait and see!】

Simple four words, no more response.

Seeing this, Long Ba didn't continue to say more.

The battle is still going on. Among the ten thousand strong men, every one who can survive is a well-known top talent.

The battle was still going on, and gradually some people stood still in the 108 seats.

Don't think too much about how terrifying the strength of these one hundred people is.

Maybe the gap between the next thirty or fifty is not much.

"At present, it seems that the first place should be Long Aotian, the second is Murong Qingcang, the third is Liu Fufeng, the fourth is Duanmu Mingyue, the fifth is Situ Xin, and the sixth is Sima

Wu Guang!"

"If there are no accidents, the previous rankings will be finalized. Maybe in the late stage, someone will fight for the latter!"

"Huh? It's strange, did you find out that none of the six Ye family's arrogant experts has ever challenged them!

"Yeah, I'm also curious, what's going on here?"

"Maybe it's because I know I'm not strong enough, so I can't choose to go up!"

"No, after all, he is a member of the Hunyuan Sword Master. If you give up without trying, it would be a bit embarrassing for the Ye family!"

"Look, Ye Chen, they're moving!"

In the eyes of everyone, it is the king of the small circle of Ye Chen and others.

The first one to stand up was Ye An Lan. He held a spear in his hand, and his footsteps continued into the sky. His figure appeared on the one hundred and eighth platform in an instant.

He had just stood up, and he hadn't even given the opponent the time to react. His footsteps crossed the void a few more times, and he climbed over countless platforms, and landed directly on the sixth platform.

"Hiss~! Isn't this the one who forced Wang Ye An Lan? He actually made the first move!"

"Isn't it a bit reckless to challenge for sixth place as soon as you come?"

"Yeah, the strength of the sixth Huadriu is obvious to all. Except for the first five, no one is sure to win the battle. Isn't Ye An Lan a little bit too big?"

In the 1.7 voice of everyone's discussion, Hua Liuliu opened his eyes indifferently, and his eyes fell on Ye An Lan.

"Go down!" His voice was very flat, but it contained a meaning that could not be refused, that could not be disobeyed!

However, Ye An Lan is not polite!

"Are you going down by yourself, or is this seat throwing you down in person?"

Ye An Lan raised his head slightly, and his tone was extraordinarily arrogant!

[Ding! The pretend is successful, and you will get a little inheritance from the king! 】

Hua Liuliu's expression suddenly sank, and his lips hung on his lips.

He took a step forward and came towards Ye An Lan. Compared with Ye An Lan's mouth, he is a typical person who doesn't speak harsh words, but he can't move his mouth if he can move!

Seeing this, Ye An Lan raised his chin: "Stop, if you take another step forward, the world will be turned upside down!"

[Ding! Pretend successfully, gain momentum bonus, fix it! 】

Hua Liuliu's face turned dark immediately, without saying a word, a sword crossed the sky, and the boundless Sword Ray pierced the sky, stopping Ye An Lan from coming.

Seeing this, Ye An Lan didn't talk nonsense. Although he was indifferent, his fighting power was really terrifying.

The spear in his hand hit with the momentum, and the terrifying brilliance directly swung the sword away.

The next moment, he soars into the air, looking down at the flowers drifting condescendingly!

"The top of the fairy, proud of the world, with me An Lan is the sky, today, I will defeat you with one move!"

【OJ...)

Ignoring the desire to force the king in his mind, he cut across the sky with a spear in one hand, and swung forward with a mighty force that would destroy the world.

Boom~~!

In an instant, pieces of void exploded, and a russet spear light pierced through the void, drifting towards the flower.

Hua Liuliu looked slightly startled, with the long sword in his hand, he directly swung the sword glow of hundreds of thousands of feet, and collided with the opponent.

Boom~!

A shocking sound resounded, and at the next moment, a Daoist figure flew directly from the platform and headed downward.

Countless people watching this scene were horrified. .