Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1538: Come to the door!

Inside Qingshui City.

It was crowded.

Today is destined to be an extraordinary day for the entire Qingshui City. Because today is the beginning of the key competition, and it is also the day that determines the life and death of all planes.

At noon, the streets of Qingshui City were already filled with people, and those coming and going were masters from various planes. Their strength is either at the emperor level or land immortals, and there are even some geniuses who have entered the realm of Zifu immortals.

All in all, the most indispensable thing in a place like this is experts.

Yang Chen and others also entered the street early in the morning. After they inquired about the gathering place, everyone rushed towards the gathering place.

The gathering place is the City Lord's Mansion in Qingshui City. However, because Qingshui City has been abandoned, the City Lord's Mansion has also been abandoned for a long time. It is said that when the City Lord's Mansion was ready to be reactivated this time, the plane managers spent half a month cleaning the City Lord's Mansion inside and out.

Otherwise, it would be full of weeds, stains, and an unpleasant musty smell, which would be a bit unspeakable. Otherwise, even if it is re-activated, I am afraid that the face of the plane manager will be lost.

Yang Chen and others arrived at the door of the City Lord's Mansion early in the morning. At this moment, a lot of people had gathered at the door of the City Lord's Mansion, all eagerly awaiting the appearance of the plane manager.

Everyone was talking and whispering to each other, and their eyes were full of excitement and excitement that could not be concealed.

"I wonder what the rules will be in this competition?"

"What rules can there be? Isn't it just killing people, setting fires, and fighting for the golden key? No matter how the rules change, we still have to fight for the golden key when we get to the root of it!"

"Yes, yes, but I wonder which dark horses will stand out among so many planes this time?"

Dark horse?

Hearing these two words, everyone around him was slightly startled, and their expressions became a little curious.

"I remember the last competition. The Beiming Dynasty and the Liuli Dynasty suddenly emerged. One won the top ten rankings, and the other even won the second championship! But this time, the Netherworld Continent has advanced to the higher level. plane, so the Liuli Dynasty naturally took the first place!"

"Yes, among our planes, the Liuli Dynasty is the most likely to advance to the higher planes. It is really enviable! I heard that the resources in the high planes are far greater than those in the middle planes. Much stronger, if anyone can advance to a higher plane, it will really be the virtue accumulated by our ancestors for three lifetimes!"

"Alas, this kind of topic is too far away. In a small plane like ours, it is already good to be able to protect ourselves! Not being wiped out by the managers is already a great blessing among misfortunes. Why talk about entering a higher plane?"

"Yeah yeah!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded with approval in their eyes.

Although they yearn for the legendary higher plane, everyone also knows clearly in their hearts how much they weigh.

That far-fetched higher plane can only be thought about when dreaming. In reality, if you want to achieve it... it will undoubtedly be difficult to reach the sky!

And everyone's discussion was clearly heard by Yang Chen, Ling Yuyao and others. However, Yang Chen and others also don't have much interest in this so-called higher plane. After all, like most people, they just want to survive this game.

but!

At this moment, Yang Chen suddenly felt a cold murderous intent coming from behind him. Under the invasion of this murderous intent, Yang Chen was shocked, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out from his back.

It was as if the hairs on his body stood on end at this moment.

"Yang Chen, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Yang Chen who looked a bit uncomfortable, Mu Lingyun frowned and asked carefully.

"Someone is coming, let's get out of here!" Yang Chen said without further explanation.

After saying this, he grabbed Ling Yuyao and Mu Lingyun beside him and quickly walked towards the crowded place.

When the two girls saw this scene, they were both confused and had no idea what was going on.

but!

They hadn't walked out for long when several figures suddenly rushed out and directly blocked the way of Yang Chen, Ling Yuyao and others. Immediately afterwards, a vicissitudes of life and murderous sneer also sounded.

"Yang Chen, I've been looking for you for a long time, and now you finally show up!"

A sneer sounded.

The person standing in front of me and others at this moment was an old man with white beard and hair. I was about seventy or eighty years old. He was wearing a golden robe. He looked calm and confident.

Behind the old man, there were a group of men in robes, all of whom seemed to be young. But when everyone looked at Yang Chen, there was a cold light in their eyes, and this endless killing intent seemed as if Yang Chen had some deep grudge against them.

"Bei Ming Dynasty?"

Looking at the group of people who suddenly appeared, Yang Chen squinted his eyes, with a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes.

That's right.

This group of people is none other than the previous members of the Beiming Dynasty.

Needless to say, this old man with white beard and hair is naturally the ancestor of Beiming Dynasty - the ancestor of Beiming!

"Is it you again?" Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao and others beside them also took a breath of cold air. They subconsciously took two steps back, and there was a coldness radiating from everyone's body.

At this moment, it was as if the air had solidified.

There seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder between the two sides.

"Ancestor, these are the guys! They are the ones who killed Feng Tianxia and injured Feng Tianxiao! Ancestor, you must avenge us!" The second prince pointed at Yang Chen and the others opposite and said with indignation. , his eyes were bursting with fire.

"Are you little beasts the one who killed my grandson?" Hearing these words, Patriarch Beiming took a deep breath, with a look of solemnity on his old face.

"Very good. Since you dare to take action, you are already prepared to die! I... I will send you down now to kowtow and apologize to my grandsons!"

After saying this, Patriarch Beiming slowly raised his right hand, and golden light filled his palm, as if it had materialized.

A powerful aura also filled the air from his body.

Golden elixir fairy!

"Sure enough, he is the golden elixir god." Seeing this scene, cold sweat broke out on Yang Chen's forehead, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.