Projection of the Heavens

The cultivation of this old man is nothing but a sanctification. For the Kongming of the human race, the gods and demons naturally have some respect.

Especially after finding out that the two of them were only a hundred years old, he felt a little more awe in his heart.

Such a genius, as long as he doesn't fall, will inevitably have no chance to become a prince in the future.

This is far from what he can compare.

"Thank you!"

Gu Shaoshang nodded, stepped into the flow of people and walked towards Jinghai City.

Gao Jinyang followed closely.

The two walked into Jinghai City one after the other, and the old man was still a little stunned: "Is there such a genius in the District of Yan?"

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Walking into Jinghai City along the huge city gate, Gu Shaoshang felt that the vitality in Jinghai City was so strong that it was almost liquefied. In the city where the end of the city could not be seen at a glance, strands of brilliance were flowing.

The buildings in Jinghai City are taller than Wuma City, and the pavilions are lined up one after another, spreading to the extreme along the broad avenue, I don't know how far.

The difference between Jinghai City and what Gu Shaoshang has seen before is that most of the attic of this family is where weapons, elixir, intelligence, and even magic secrets are sold, but there are very few restaurants and inns.

"sharp!"

Gao Jinyang clicked his tongue incessantly, only to feel that under the cover of this endless vitality, the hot energy around him was reduced a bit.

"Under such an environment, I am afraid that even if you don't practice, your physical body will improve under the nourishment of vitality!"

Gao Jinyang was amazed.

The vitality in the Shenhuang Dynasty is many times stronger than that of Dayan and other countries. This Jinghai City is far superior to other regions. It is truly a paradise.

Gu Shaoshang didn't make a sound, his eyes swept across, and he saw that all the passers-by in Jinghai City were above the Qi Zong level, and there were not a few at the level of concentration.

However, Gu Shaoshang glanced at it but rarely saw Qiongtian martial artist.

This has not exceeded Gu Shaoshang's expectations. The warriors above Qiongtian are not resources that can be piled up. Once promoted to Qiongtian, they are considered masters in this Godly Desolate Dynasty. Naturally, it is impossible to have too many.

"Yes, the children born in my Jinghai City usually complete the practice of the five stages of foundation building before the age of twelve, and generally they can be promoted to the life-defining realm at the age of thirteen or fourteen!"

A handsome young man in a blue robe stepped in front of the two of them, bowed and said, "Wang Xiangxiang of the Marquis of Jinghai, I have seen two adults!"

This young man looked calm, and his every move was neither humble nor arrogant. Although he only had the cultivation of the sky, he had no fear in the face of Gu Shaoshang and the two of them.

"The Shenhuang Dynasty is really extraordinary, a country where the whole people cultivate martial arts, and its background is unfathomable!"

Gu Shaoshang sighed in admiration.

Before he activated the All-Heaven Mirror, he was only ten years old when he had just broken through the first stage of foundation building. His then cousin Gu Shaoze was promoted to the third stage of foundation building at the age of thirteen. He was already a rare genius in Gu family village.

But in this Jinghai City, all children at the age of twelve can advance to the five stages of foundation building. The gap is unimaginable.

You must know that Jinghai Hou Kingdom is only one of the more than 30,000 Hou Kingdoms of the Shenhuang Dynasty, and there are thirteen kingdoms on it, as well as the nine Shenzhou where the Shenhuang ancestral temple is located!

The number of warriors who are promoted every year is probably above hundreds of millions, and such a huge base is enough to cultivate countless martial arts talents.

Under the accumulation of countless years, the number of masters is probably beyond Gu Shaoshang's imagination.

"As expected of the three major dynasties of the human race, where the ancestral temple of the human race is located!"

Gao Jinyang was also a little shocked.

He was known as one of the four scorching suns of Dayan, and he was already thirteen years old when he broke through the realm of life, but he barely surpassed the average level of Jinghai City.

What about the geniuses in Jinghai City? What about the top geniuses of the Shenhuang Dynasty?

At this moment, he suddenly stopped rejecting the sun that Chen Ang had "planted" in his mind. Without this sun, what would he be?

The young man named Wang Xiangxiang smiled slightly and said: "Jinghai City is nothing, and it may not be in the top 50 among the many cities in the Shenhuang Dynasty! If it was before the Middle Ages, any village in the vast continent would have all the vitality. More than Jinghai City."

He said something calmly, with a little yearning.

"Middle Ages!"

Gu Shaoshang also sighed a little.

The more he practiced, the more he felt the unfathomable depths of the vast continent.

In just one million years in the Middle Ages, 10,000 innate gods were born among the ten thousand races. It was the most prosperous time in the history of the vast continent. Even in the ancient times, the ancient times were far behind. That was the peak of martial arts.

Wang Xiangxiang didn't say much, and bowed: "Two adults, please follow me to the Hou's Mansion!"

He waved his hand slightly, and his own four slender and strong dragon beasts pulled the chariot and jumped down from the air, coming to the two of them: "No one is allowed to lift off in Jinghai City, only this sea dragon beast can be free. pass."

"The beast of concentration pulls the cart, tsk tsk!"

Gao Jinyang shook his head and stepped into the carriage with Gu Shaoshang.

huh~

Wang Xiangxiang stepped onto the carriage, and the four sea dragon beasts let out a soft neigh and jumped up. In an instant, the speed was much faster than the speed of ordinary concentrating warriors.

"The two adults can see my Jinghai City style in the carriage!"

Wang Xiangxiang smiled slightly.

This chariot looks only a few feet in size from the outside, but it contains several miles of space, making it extremely comfortable to ride.

Gu Shaoshang nodded, his eyes swept across Jinghai City through the carriage.

This Jinghai City has a huge area, and there are billions of warriors. It is also located in the borderland of the gods, the junction of various clans, and the prosperous and lively places are extraordinary.

"Is the little brother a descendant of the Duke of Jinghai?"

Gao Jinyang said.

Since Dayan came out, Gao Jinyang's personality has changed greatly, his original indifference has been swept away, and he has been talking too much. Gu Shaoshang avoided talking to him too much along the way.

"Yes, the ancestor is the descendant of the 267th generation of Jinghaihou."

Wang Xiangxiang nodded, a faint trace of bitterness flashed across his face.

The number of descendants of the princes and even the emperors of the Shenhuang Dynasty is simply staggering.

If you only refer to the emperor, the hundreds of millions of people in the Shenhuang Dynasty, I am afraid that they all have the blood of the emperor.

Although Jinghaihou has few wives and concubines, it has been passed down for two hundred generations, and there are still as many as ten million descendants. If it is passed on to Wang Xiangxiang, unless the blood of Jinghaihou is activated, it is basically the same as passers-by.

"Little brother's cultivation is extraordinary, and it is not without the day of being a prince!"

Gao Jinyang comforted him and said, "Little brother may as well tell us about the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Clans."

Wang Xiangxiang restrained his emotions and smiled: "This is no secret!"

"Ten thousand clans on the vast continent stand side by side, and there are many sacreds. Once they fight each other, they will suffer heavy casualties. The conflict between the two is very likely to evolve into a war between two clans, or even a war between ten thousand clans! , to gather the sacredness of all races and set the great competition of all races. Once the battle involving the innate sacred level of power, it must be determined by the great competition of all races."

Wang Xiangxiang seems to have said it many times, and he said it very smoothly: "So, it is important to say it is important, and it is not important to say it is not important."

"Something makes sense."

Gu Shaoshang withdrew his distant gaze and nodded.

The power of the gods and demons and even the innate sacred level is so powerful, and once the life and death are fought, the power is so great.

In addition, no matter it is any clan, the Innate Sacred is the most top person, and it will definitely not allow any damage. Once one side loses, the people of the same clan will definitely make a move. Once you make a move, others will also make a move. fire.

It is said that the battle of the Middle Ages broke out like this. The damage to the human race was extremely heavy.

"However, this 10,000-race competition is too disadvantageous for some races."

Wang Xiangxiang shook his head and said: "Especially my human race, except for a few times, such as Jinghaihou and Xuanlong Great Sage, basically lost!"

"This is also impossible."

Gao Jinyang sighed.

Compared with the naturally tyrannical races such as the Celestials, the Kamikaze, and the Shura, the Humans naturally do not have an advantage.

Five thousand years may not be as long as someone's cultivation base when they were born, so what can I do!

How much pain he has suffered over the years is only comparable to the cultivation level when he was born. Just thinking about it, Gao Jinyang couldn't help but want to cry.

"However, once you emerge in the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Clans, you will have the opportunity to be received by the Emperor, and the Fenghou will not know! The two adults may have a chance!"

Wang Xiangxiang said with some envy.

"Fenghou is not my wish, it's just..."

Gao Jinyang waved his hand, and there was no talk.

"Fenghou......"

Gu Shaoshang smiled slightly.

Naturally, he has no interest in being a prince of Shenhuang. However, if he can enter the high-level human race, he will have the opportunity to understand the secrets of the vast continent.

Therefore, this time, he might as well show some means to attract the attention of the high-level human race.

Wang Xiangxiang was a little stunned. The masters of the various clans who had succeeded before, whether they were bold or cold, would feel a little eager when they heard the words Fenghou.

How are these two adults...

He was muttering in his heart, but he kept talking to Gu Shaoshang and the two of them about Jinghai City and even the Shenhuang Dynasty.

woohoo~~~

The airflow rolled, and a sea dragon beast chariot crossed the sky and landed on the field in front of a huge mansion.

Tread~

The three of Gu Shaoshang got off the carriage and saw hundreds of thousands of sea dragons and beasts parked in sequence on the grounds, and a huge mansion stood more than a hundred miles ahead.

It is Jinghaihoufu.

Many masters who participated in the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Races live here.

"The little brat of Yan Kingdom!"

Just before the three of them walked to the Jinghaihou mansion, they saw a thin monkey about six feet tall slowly stepping out, its hideous fangs turned out.

This monkey may seem weak, but it has a strong aura around it, and it gives people a feeling of oppression from the sudden eruption of a volcano that has accumulated for thousands of years!

Behind the monkey, the hideous-looking monsters stepped out, their eyes cold and bloodthirsty.

"Those who are wearing horns, dare to be presumptuous!"

Gu Shaoshang smiled lightly, and stepped out, his tyrannical fist shot straight into the sky, not giving in an inch.

Now that he has decided to emerge, he will naturally not back down. In this land of the human race, no matter how strong this monkey is, he will not dare to move a finger from him before the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Races unfolds.

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