You have a good chance, I accept it.

As time passed, everyone was a little nervous, while the cultivators in Class A were silent, and the atmosphere was a little scary.

After all, it was the first time for everyone, and it would be a lie to say that they were not nervous.

"Second brother, I didn't expect to see you."

At this time, Jian Wushuang moved slowly and came to Ye Lin's side.

This time Ye Lin was actually here, which was completely beyond his expectation, because Wuming Mountain was full of geniuses and the competition pressure was high.

And as a core figure in Shenjian City, he also knew many secrets, such as Wuming Mountain only had ten places each time, and these ten places were occupied by the top ten sequences.

So in his heart, it was unlikely that Ye Lin would come, after all, Ye Lin was not one of the top ten sequences.

To be honest, there were many people in Wuming Mountain who were stronger than those present.

But the one hundred places for each ethnic group were limited to each ethnic group.

Although Wuming Mountain was the first force of the human race in Dongzhou, if it occupied all the places, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction among many forces.

In order to balance, Wuming Mountain only chose to ask for ten places.

In this way, everyone will feel more comfortable.

"You are the only one coming from Shenjian City?"

Ye Lin was not surprised at all about Jian Wushuang. After all, with the deterrent power of Shenjian City, it is not a big problem to get a quota.

And the strongest and most talented person of the younger generation of Shenjian City is Jian Wushuang. If he doesn't come, who will come?

On the contrary, Wuxin, he looked at everyone and didn't find Wuxin.

Although Foshan is strong, Wuxin is still developing. As a Buddhist of Foshan, the Foshan high-level officials know Wuxin's talent.

If Wuxin dies, they will have nowhere to cry.

"Naturally, there is only one quota in Shenjian City, so I came."

"I look around, and everyone is almost at the peak of the Nascent Soul. Only you and I are in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. When we enter the ruins, let's help each other a lot."

After Jian Wushuang finished speaking, Ye Lin nodded. This is natural.

But he didn't notice that Jian Wushuang's cultivation has actually broken through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"It's natural to help each other."

Ye Lin nodded and said.

At this time, they must take care of each other, all just to resist foreign races.

"Okay, we're here."

As the eyes lit up, the entire flying boat flew directly out of the dark space turbulence, and finally welcomed the light again.

Everyone sitting cross-legged on the warship stood up and looked into the distance.

In the distance, all kinds of ethnic groups were entrenched around, and each ethnic group occupied a small position.

And behind each ethnic group, there was a Hedao period Zhenjun standing.

In Dongzhou, as long as the race can survive from ancient times to the present, there must be a Hedao period foundation.

Otherwise, this ethnic group would have been destroyed long ago, how could it have continued to this day.

This is a world that speaks by strength. Without strength, it would have died long ago.

"It seems that the last ethnic group has arrived."

Suddenly, a voice emanated, and even the air was trembling slightly.

Below, there was a huge circular open space, and a number of Hedao period masters stood in the air.

"That must be the Shura clan."

Jian Wushuang stood beside Ye Lin, frowning slightly, looking into the distance.

Ye Lin followed Jian Wushuang's line of sight.

One after another, the people, who were all red in color, exuding fierce killing intent, and their bodies seemed to be drenched in blood, stood there quietly, similar to the human race.

That was the Shura clan, the first clan in Dongzhou.

They were intimidating just by standing there.

They seemed to be born for killing.

They were like the darlings of heaven, born to be close to the way of killing, and they made extremely fast progress in the way of killing.

And this is a necessary condition for every member of the Shura clan, so they can become the first clan in Dongzhou.

"Everyone is here, let's start now."

In the sky, there were eighty-three Hedao-stage True Lords standing, and each Hedao-stage True Lord represented a race.

In other words, there are currently eighty-three races in Dongzhou.

As for whether there are more, no one knows.

"Okay, let's start."

After the eighty-three Hedao-stage True Lords finished speaking, they began to attack together. Suddenly, the whole ground began to tremble violently, and a terrifying earthquake occurred in a radius of thousands of miles.

The ground below began to crack, and a huge door slowly appeared in it.

It was a white jade door.

Under the guidance of the eighty-three True Lords of the Hedao period, the door began to rise slowly.

With the appearance of the huge portal, the geniuses of the major ethnic groups were ready to go.

This movement lasted for five minutes, and the mysterious portal also revealed its full appearance.

A portal that was 100 meters high and 50 meters wide, with the figures of all races engraved on the surface of the portal. As long as the races that have existed in history are engraved on the surface of the portal.

"Let's start."

As one of the True Lords finished speaking, the True Lords took out a jade talisman, and light emanated from the jade talisman. The entire portal trembled fiercely, and a blue light gate filled the entire portal.

"This is the key. In ancient times, the great powers of all races united to block the ruins of the Heavenly Palace. In the end, each ethnic group had a key. If one ethnic group did not come, the ruins of the Heavenly Palace could not be opened."

Jian Wushuang stood beside Ye Lin and explained.

"If that's the case, what if the keys fall into the hands of a certain tribe? That would be equivalent to taking the remains of the Heavenly Palace for themselves in disguise?"

After Ye Lin finished speaking, Jian Wushuang frowned.

This incident happened in history, but the fight was very intense, but in the end, it was left unresolved.

"If this kind of thing happened in the past, the probability of it happening was not high, but..."

Jian Wushuang's face was slightly gloomy.

For millions of years, the myriad races have been developing vigorously. After all, after the ancient world-destroying war, every race was not doing well.

So basically no one does this matter of snatching keys.

But now, after millions of years of development, although the myriad races have not yet developed to their peak, they are almost there.

The great era is also coming, and Ye Lin's words made Jian Wushuang fall into deep contemplation.

The ruins of the Heavenly Palace are too important. As long as one race gets it and opens it once, that race will take off directly.

After all, there is no quota limit for entering the ruins of the Heavenly Palace. The quota limit here is just a rule set by the myriad races.

During the conversation between the two, the ruins of the Heavenly Palace have been completely opened.

"Okay, now, start entering the Heavenly Palace ruins. Remember, you only have one month. No matter what you are doing, you must come out within one month."

"After one month, we will seal off the Heavenly Palace ruins. No one will be waiting after that."

In the sky, the Shura clan's true master said loudly with his hands behind his back.

He has the highest status here.

After the Tianjiao of each clan nodded, everyone began to rush to the glowing portal.

After all, each of their clans has a map of the Heavenly Palace. There is definitely no danger when they just enter.

And the earlier you enter, the more benefits you will get.

"Let's go too."

A young man stood in the crowd and said.

Ye Lin looked up and immediately understood the identity of this person.