Projection of the Heavens

"Gu Shaoshang!"

Tian Ren Di Shi's pupils shrank, revealing deep fear.

Gu Shaoshang's domineering punch, until now, she still has lingering fears, and once again, she is not sure that she can resist.

"The victory has been decided."

Gu Shaoshang rode on top of the ox, his eyes faint: "Are you going by yourself, or will I send you?"

"Gu Shaoshang, Wang Yuanyuan!"

Looking at Gu Shaoshang, who was riding a bull, and Wang Yuanyuan, who was walking calmly behind him, the Emperor of Heaven took a deep breath: "I will repay today's shame one day!"

After she finished speaking, she took a deep look at Gu Shaoshang, her figure moved, turned into a streamer, and rushed to the lower level of the Ten Thousand Demon Pagoda.

After a slight stagnation, it was wrapped in a blue-black streamer and disappeared into the Ten Thousand Demon Pagoda.

huh~

Wang Yuanyuan stepped over, looked at the disappearing Tianren Di Shi, shook his head slightly and said, "I hope you will have the courage to seek revenge in the future."

While hunting in white clothes, his expression was calm and calm, without the slightest worry.

From the beginning to the end, in his eyes, Heaven and Human Emperor Shi was not an opponent.

shhhhh~~~

At this time, a stream of light jumped out of the small world, and after slightly nodding to Gu Shaoshang, they all fell into the dark void at the lower level of the Ten Thousand Demon Pagoda.

With the flashes of blue-black rays of light, they all disappeared into the Ten Thousand Devils Tower.

Among them, Gao Jinyang, Man Gang, Tianbing Fangtian, Miao Xiaoxiao and others were among them.

"So, let's go too."

Gu Shaoshang smiled, and the scalper shook his head and slowly descended.

"go."

Wang Yuanyuan also stepped down.

............

Jinghai City is high in the sky, in the Hall of Saint Martial Artist.

"Hey, it's interesting."

King Shengwu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "It's only been six years, and it's over? How strong is that little guy from the Celestial Clan?"

buzzing~~~

In an instant, in the majestic and magnificent hall, the wills shrouded in divine light all bloomed with brilliance, and the tyrannical aura filled the hall.

The entire floating island vibrated violently, and all the mezzanine spaces in the hall trembled slightly.

On the countless thrones in the hall, one after another supreme and noble silhouettes emerged.

Kamikaze, Shura, Celestial Soldiers, Celestials, Humans, Monsters, etc., all the tyrannical races that have their clansmen participating in this great competition of ten thousand races will come with a mighty will.

Watch the final result of the big game.

"After just over six years, this competition has already ended?"

"The advantages of the Celestial Clan in the early stage are really huge. It seems that we need to discuss and change this limit from five thousand years old to fifty thousand years old. Fifty thousand years old is still very young!"

"Fifty thousand years? Do you want your heir to compete with the Xuanlong City Lord?"

These silhouettes of divine light began to speak, and the roar shook the entire hall.

"Ugh!"

King Shengwu slightly rested his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.

Those who can appear in this hall are all experts above the ninth level of gods and demons, and many of them are equal to him, and he also has a headache.

"Trouble, trouble."

A trace of melancholy appeared on the handsome face of King Shengwu.

Such a troublesome errand, if it wasn't for Jinghaihou's incompetence, he would never have come.

"Okay, be quiet!"

After the time was almost up, King Shengwu said: "There are 3,461 races participating in the competition this time! There are 5,743 Hou-level great powers involved, and three king-level great powers. Sixteen!"

As King Shengwu spoke, the other voices in the hall disappeared instantly, and all the figures looked at King Shengwu.

The races and the number of people participating in this competition are different. The only thing in common is that behind the young Tianjiao who participated in the competition, they all stand behind the gods and demons and even the innate gods and demons.

With so much power involved, no one can be careless.

"There will be no one peeping in the Ten Thousand Demon Pagoda to prevent someone from secretly doing tricks! However, the Ten Thousand Demon Pagoda is a sacred treasure, and it will record the victory and defeat one by one. The emperor, the patriarch of the Celestial Clan, the Asura King, the Divine Wind Ruler and Supervisor, no one can cheat!"

Saint Wu Wang continued.

The rest of the great powers whose wills came, also nodded slightly.

With those few overseers, even if they were congenitally holy, they couldn't possibly deceive them, and the result of the competition was naturally just.

Boom~~~

At this time, in the sky above Jinghai City, in front of the Holy Martial Hall, there seemed to be thousands of thunderstorms blasting at the same time.

The huge portal of the sacred world that seems to cover the sky is slowly opened to both sides!

A mysterious and boundless breath of the vast and distant world poured down, covering the entire Jinghai City.

"The atmosphere of the Middle Ages, how I miss it!"

"Unfortunately, now only in these small worlds, there is such a breath."

"Middle Ages!"

In the hall, some old antiques who have experienced the battle of the Middle Ages said with a slight nostalgia.

In the Middle Ages, the vast continent was not much stronger than it is today, but now, only in the remaining small world, there is a trace of medieval appearance left.

boom!

The vitality was boiling like the sea, the boundless divine light shone in all directions, and the huge door opened instantly.

The terrifying and majestic aura poured down like a waterfall, and the entire Jinghai City roared under this aura, shaking the entire Jinghai City.

A group of people who stayed outside the Martial Arts Arena in Jinghai Hou's Mansion woke up one after another: "The big competition is actually over?"

"Six years, it's actually over? This..."

Anyone who knew about the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Clans in previous years was a little stunned at this time.

Hundreds of thousands of geniuses above the fantasy world, many of which are Kongming, demons in the realm of gods and demons.

How could it be so easy to end so many arrogant battles?

Although it is said that the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Clans over the years will throw together the arrogant talents who have hatred according to the landing, and it will not be delayed for too long, but six years is too short.

huh~

Suddenly, a blue-black streamer roared out and landed on the huge martial arts field.

A young man with an embarrassed expression flashed out of the divine light.

The young man was wearing a green robe and had a handsome appearance, but at this time, he was a little embarrassed and even a little helpless.

"puff!"

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, and when he looked back, his face was ugly like the bottom of a pot. ..

On the empty martial arts field, he was the only one. There was no doubt that he was the first to be thrown out of the Ten Thousand Demons Pagoda except for the dead.

Historically, the first and last are the most famous.

As the penultimate number one in this competition, his name will be circulated on the vast continent for thousands of years!

For a time, Rao Shi was in a calm mood, and at this time he couldn't help but want to spit out another mouthful of blood.

However, at least compared to those who lost their lives, he was lucky, he gritted his teeth and comforted himself.

"Royal Wood Clan, Lin Zhengrong! Tsk tsk, the first one to be eliminated is enough to be known for eternity! The face of the Patriarch Wood King has been disgraced!" The people who stopped outside the martial arts venue shook their heads one after another.

Some people even recognized the identity of the young man.

"The 70th Ten Thousand Clan Competition is the last one, the Mu Wang Clan, Lin Zhengrong! Record it soon!"

A few people who looked like little servants worked **** a screen of light.

Lin Zhengrong recognized that it was the No. 1 intelligence organization in the vast continent, the intelligence collectors of the Wanji Building, and his face suddenly turned darker.

What's even worse is that he lost to the old rival of the Wood Royal Clan. After the Hui Clan, I am afraid it will not end well.

hum~

At the same time that Lin Zhengrong flew out of the gate, a streamer of light disappeared into the sky, and that was the Hall of Saint Martial Arts that stretched across the sky like a continent.

This is Lin Zhengrong's record.

"Haha! Old Wood, you have ninety-six cities and one Wood King Pill, but the old man is disrespectful!"

At the northwest corner of the hall, a pale old man suddenly burst out laughing.

Not far in front of him, on another throne, was a middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to Lin Zhengrong, his face was blue, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

In this world, there is no more unpleasant thing to give one's own treasure to the enemy.

The ninety-six cities are nothing but a piece of territory with a radius of tens of billions of miles. However, that Wood King Pill is a supreme Qi Dan that has a slight effect on the promotion of innate sacredness!

If it wasn't for the Demon Emperor, the Three Sovereigns, and the patriarchs of the powerful clans to supervise the Great Competition of the Ten Thousand Clans, he would rather fight to the death than give the Wood King Pill to that grinning old beast!

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man glanced coldly at the bewildered Lin Zhengrong ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ who disappeared on the throne.

"Haha! I'm sorry everyone!"

The pale-faced old man folded his hands slightly and disappeared into the hall with the middle-aged man.

Needless to say, it was natural to go to collect the bets.

As soon as the two of them left, all the great powers couldn't help but raise some interest. They looked at their old rivals, and felt nervous in their hearts.

Although their status is respected, the price they pay is enough to make their flesh hurt. If they lose, their thoughts will not be understood.

"Ah!"

On the martial arts field, Lin Zhengrong shivered, and he felt an inexplicable sense of coolness even though he had long been indifferent to the cold and heat.

"It's over..."

His heart was wow wow wow cool.

That look, he naturally noticed that it was his old ancestor, the top master of the gods and demons.

However, when he lost, he didn't know whether his ancestors would punish him, the 1,674-generation descendant.

shhhhh~~~

The gate stands in the sky, and from time to time, silhouettes fly out of it and fall into the martial arts field.

After that, there will be laughter and snoring in the Holy Martial Hall.

All the geniuses who participated in the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Clans, the winners were relieved, and the losers were the same as Lin Zhengrong, and they were all drenched in cold sweat.

In a flash, more than ten days passed.

In the past ten days, I don't know how many people fell out of the sacred world, some happy and some sad.

huh~

On this day, in the gate that had been silent for two days, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

A young man with a whole body in the color of azure landed on the martial arts field with a gloomy face.

Exactly, the arrogance of the kamikaze clan, the kamikaze destroys the Dao!