"Marquis Jinghai has obtained a sacred world?"

Mr. Gu was sad and realized why Marquis Jinghai didn't care about the billion cubic qi liquid at all.

There is a sacred world in hand, and one billion squares of vital energy liquid will naturally not be seen in your eyes.

"Yes, the vitality in that sacred world is even stronger than Jinghai City. All the children in Jinghai City who have not been promoted to the Qi Sect above their lives are among them."

Wang Xiangxiang nodded and said.

Almost all the people in the Shenhuang Dynasty practiced martial arts. Most of the people who had achieved success in martial arts chose to become the lords of a place, because they would one day be granted the title of king and prince.

Almost every city is a small sect, and every marquis country is a huge sect, and the fifteen sacred kings of Shenhuang are even more supreme sects.

Small town, big city, marquis, kingdom, and divine dynasty.

The Shenhuang Dynasty formed in this way has a much greater potential for war than any sect.

Therefore, cultivating talents is naturally indispensable.

"I see!"

Gao Jinyang knew it and said, "No wonder he had hardly seen anyone below the Qi Sect in Jinghai City before."

"But those children didn't know that they were in the legendary sacred world."

Wang Xiangxiang was just talking, but suddenly stopped and said, "Here!"

Gu Shaoshen looked up and saw that the three of them had already arrived outside the martial arts field of the Marquis of Jinghai Mansion. In the distance, there were already a huge crystal clear martial arts field full of people.

A middle-aged man in a light blue robe stood on the high platform of the martial arts hall with his hands behind his back.

The middle-aged man's expression was as cold as ice, and his eyes were as deep as a sea of ​​stars. Just standing here gave people a feeling of suppressing the world. None of the masters of all races in the martial arts arena dared to make noise.

This middle-aged man is the Marquis of Jinghai.

"I wish the two adults a victory and a title of marquis and kings in the future."

Wang Xiangxiang bowed and retreated aside.

Although he is a descendant of the Wang family, he is not allowed to enter the martial arts venue today.

Gu Shaoshang and Gao Jinyang looked at each other, walked into the martial arts field, and found two places nearby to sit down.

There were dark figures of people entering my eyes, with no less than 100,000 people under my eyes, most of which were powerful people above the sky, and the aura of gods and demons appeared.

Next, there were a series of figures entering the martial arts arena.

"The competition for all races was originally intended to resolve the grievances and contradictions of various races."

On the high platform, a young man with a saint's cultivation level walked out slowly from behind the Marquis of Jinghai.

The young man was not nervous when facing the gaze of hundreds of thousands of masters of all races, and said lightly: "Although everyone knows, I still want to say it."

"All grudges involving the powerful people of all races can only be resolved in the competition of all races."

The young man stood on the stage and talked happily.

Gu Shao looked at it sadly. The young man looked a little similar to the appearance of Marquis Jinghai. I think he should be the genius among his descendants.

The competition of the Ten Thousand Races originated from the million-year alliance signed by the Demon Emperor and the Holy Tribes. All the powerful gods and demons and innate sages who took action on the Cangmang Continent will face the attacks of many powerful people.

At first it was just to resolve grudges, but then it gradually evolved into another model.

Bet!

For example, Chen Ang and the old demon in Daming Mountain, I don’t know how much the price they have paid behind the scenes.

Once you lose, everything will be taken away by the winner.

Although Gu Shaoshang didn't know what Chen Ang had paid, it can be seen from Gao Jinyang's previous thought that he would rather die than return to Da Yan if he lost, he would rather die than return to Da Yan.

For example, the old monkey led by the demon clan was willing to test him at the crisis of being crushed to death. I think that price even the Holy Dragon King would hurt.

".........This competition of the Ten Thousand Races was held at the Ten Thousand Demon Tower in Jinghai World."

After the young man finished speaking, he bowed slowly.

"Everything is closed in the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, and this marquis and even the Human Emperor will not peek at. You can use all your means!"

Marquis Jinghai's eyes swept across the martial arts venue and spoke lightly.

He knew that many of these masters of all races who were as quiet as virgins under his pressure were rising stars in the same tribe, and they were all lucky people with great luck. They had many secrets. If they were under the gaze of many powerful people, they would inevitably have some concerns.

Therefore, all races have been carried out in an absolutely secret environment, and no matter which tribe is the powerful, they will not peek at random.

"In the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, there are all the enemies that I met in this life. The one who survives to the end is the leader of this competition."

The sleeves of Marquis Jinghai swung, and a huge roar suddenly sounded in the sky.

boom!

The vitality is boiling like the sea, and the boundless divine light shines everywhere. A huge portal that is as big as a cover of the sky and the sun slowly squeezing open the space of the vast continent, rising and falling in the void.

The moment the portal emerged, a terrifying and powerful aura poured down like a waterfall, and the entire Jinghai City roared under this aura and kept trembling.

Everyone felt great pressure, and the mighty power rolled down like the pressure of the world, oppressing everyone's body, soul and will.

Even though most of the geniuses present were geniuses of various races, they couldn't help but change their qualities at this time.

"As soon as you enter this door, you will not regret your life or death, and you will not regret it!"

The indifferent voice of the Marquis of Jinghai sounded in everyone's heart, and it impacted everyone's hearts with inexplicable power.

As long as there is a trace of fear and cowardice in my heart, it will expand infinitely at the moment when the voice of Jinghai Hou sounds.

However, those who came here were those with firm will. Even when facing the torture of Jinghai Hou, no one retreated.

Rumble~~~

It's like thousands of thunderstorms exploding at the same time.

The huge portal that was enough to cover the sky slowly opened to both sides!

The moment the door opened, a mysterious and profound aura poured down.

For a moment, everyone felt a huge shock in their hearts, as if they were enlightened, and they had endless wonderful uses!

"This is, the Middle Aura!"

Gu Shaoshu took a deep breath, as if he could feel the infinitely prosperous medieval aura of millions of years ago in this breath.

In a trance, from this wisp of breath, you can see the medieval era where thousands of races emerged together and countless sacred people appeared.

"go!"

The King of Jinghai shook his sleeves, and an irresistible supreme force instantly wrapped up everyone in the martial arts field, like meteors pouring into the huge world gate.

"This Marquis of Jinghai is worthy of being the first Marquis of the Divine Desolation. I am far from reaching you for the time being!"

Gu Shaoshen shook his body slightly, feeling that the aura that wrapped him was extremely powerful, even if he struggled with all his strength, he might not be able to break free.

In one thought, hundreds of thousands of masters of all races were suppressed.

You know, although I didn’t look closely, there are many god-demon-level masters in this martial arts field.

Swallowing ~~~

A series of divine lights entered one after another, and the huge portal closed instantly and disappeared into the dome.

Buzz ~~~

The moment the portal closed, a loud noise broke out between heaven and earth again.

A huge palace comparable to the sun and the moon floated in the sky, and the shadows reflected by the light instantly enveloped the entire Jinghai Marquis Kingdom.

The palace was full of lilac color, and the endless chaotic energy around it rolled and exploded, but this palace was like a big world that spewed out of the vast continent.

This palace is majestic and solemn, like a majestic god.

But it is one of the fifteen kings of Shenhuang, the car of the Holy Martial King, and the Holy Martial Hall!

It is said that the main hall here was created when the Holy Martial King had just achieved sacredness and went to Chaos Heaven and condensed it with 120,000 ancient stars. It is a car and a treasure.

"Marty Jinghai!"

A huge sound came from the hall.

"Holy Martial King!"

A smile appeared on the face of Marquis Jinghai, and his figure moved to the huge palace in the sky.

In the main hall is a huge floating island, with an area of ​​no less than the entire Jinghai City. There are hundreds of thousands of huge thrones on the floating island.

When the Marquis of Jinghai stepped onto the floating island, there were already figures shrouded in endless divine light on the floating island.

These figures are all powerful and are all masters above gods and demons.

Marquis Jinghai knew that these figures were all powerful wills of the kings and princes of Shenhuang and other tribes, and not many of them came to their true bodies.

Above one of the thrones was a young man with a pretty face as beautiful as an immortal. He was the only one who had not been shrouded in divine light.

The young man had a beautiful face, flawless body, a little cinnabar mole on his forehead and purple, which was the owner of this hall, the innate holy holy king of martial arts.

"Have you met the prince!"
To be continued...