Chapter 340: The Desire of People and the Battle of Destiny (Please subscribe for more updates)

Yuan Gu wanted to challenge the human race's hegemony. The news spread throughout Yaochi in an instant, and then quickly spread out. Suddenly, countless holy places and ancient tribes throughout Beidou changed their travel plans and headed to Yaochi in advance.

They wanted to see the battle with their own eyes.

Before the start of the Ten Thousand Races Conference, there was a collision between the bloodline of the human king and the royal family. This was of extraordinary significance.

In Yaochi.

"Originally I just hoped that Zhou Tong could shock the ancient clan a little, but I didn't expect that he would play it so big and directly start the imperial qualification competition to fight against the blood of the ancient emperor!" Queen Mother Xi couldn't help but reveal a wry smile after hearing the news.

"Master, if Zhou Tong fails, all the efforts made by the seniors will probably be in vain!" The Saint of Yaochi was also a little worried.

Even though she knew that Zhou Tong had already reached the Eighth Forbidden City and had a top-notch physique such as the Cangtian Tyrant Body; but after all, his opponent was of the ancient emperor's bloodline and had unparalleled qualifications. It was really hard to predict whether he would win or lose in such a battle.

"Now that the matter has come to this, we can only believe that he can succeed!"

The Queen Mother of the West pondered for a while, then said: "I will leave the affairs of the Ten Thousand Races Conference to you for the time being. I will fully control the Xihuang Tower. If Zhou Tong can win, what you seniors are planning will have huge consequences for our human race." With help, we must not allow the Ancient Clan to take advantage of it."

"Yes, Master!" Saintess Yaochi nodded.

On the holy cliff, next to the list of gods left by Emperor Wu Shi.

"There are new variables in the plan!" Gai Jiuyou's eyes were as vast and deep as the starry sky, and he could see the scene outside Yaochi at a glance.

"Young people just can't sit still and like to cause trouble everywhere!" The old master of Qishi Mansion was also speechless.

Zhou Tong is always doing things without any problems. He doesn't discuss with them at all. He has a good plan, but now there are new variables, which is really frightening.

"The saint-level ancestor kings of the ancient tribe may have to come to Yaochi in advance. This battle is of great importance. Wei Yi, you can leave in advance!" Gai Jiuyou said to an old man beside him.

Tianxuan Weiyi nodded and immediately left the holy cliff.

"Senior, aren't you afraid that the little guy will lose to Yuan Gu?" the old master of Qishi Mansion asked.

Gai Jiuyou smiled and shook his head, saying: "The probability of Zhou Tong winning is still very high. According to my estimation, there is at least a 90% chance of winning."

The 90% winning rate that Gai Jiuyou mentioned refers to a battle at the same level as Zhou Tong's sealed cultivation. If he didn't seal his cultivation, Zhou Tong's winning rate would be 100%, without any surprise!

"Ninety percent, so high? Yuan Gu is of the ancient emperor's bloodline!" the old master of Qishi Mansion exclaimed.

"Even the ancient prince may not be his opponent, let alone the eighth generation grandson of the ancient emperor?" Gai Jiuyou said.

At the same time, outside Yaochi.

Domain gates were opened one after another. From all over the world, many races and countless holy places, as long as they were well-informed, got the news and opened the domain gates one after another and came here. I don’t know how many strong men have come here.

This battle has a great impact, especially before the grand gathering of all races begins, it is of great significance.

The reason why the grand meeting of all races was held was because of the conflict between the ancient race and the human race. This battle was almost related to the fate between the ancient race and the human race.

The human race has vaguely regarded Zhou Tong as a representative, representing the fate of the human race; and the ancient tribe also vaguely regarded Yuan Gu as their representative.

Regardless of victory or defeat, this battle will set off a great storm that will sweep across the entire ancient star.

"The hegemonic body of the human race is nothing. How can it be compared with the bloodline of the Ancient Emperor? He will definitely die this time! A king who finally appeared in the human race is about to die. I don't see how you human race can have the face to hold a grand gathering of all races." The person who said this was naturally an ancient monk.

Some casual cultivators and cultivators from small sects of the human race immediately refuted it, saying: "If you can't do it in Yuan Gu, you will definitely lose this time. The Cang Tian Hegemon killed the king before he could kill the Tao, let alone the king now. Unless the young man The Emperor is resurrected, otherwise no one will be able to match the Overlord!"

"How can your human emperor compare to the ancient emperor? I believe that even the emperor of Yuan Gu can win, let alone a mere tyrant."

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Countless monks from the ancient tribe and the human race were quarreling at the gate of Yaochi. This battle is already a battle of fate between the human race and the ancient race. Even if they have nothing to do with the Yuanhuang lineage, the ancient race are speaking out for Yuangu.

As for the human race, apart from those holy lands that Zhou Tong had cheated, others also started to argue with the ancient race.

"Son of God, although you will not take part in this battle in person, it is not a trivial matter. How about..." Beside the Emperor, an old servant conveyed the message in a conspiratorial manner, and at the same time made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The Emperor was about to answer, but his expression suddenly changed and he said: "No, I can vaguely feel the faint aura of the West Emperor Tower. Once we take action, Yaochi will definitely not stand idly by, and we are probably the first in Yaochi." A surveillance target!"

This time the Emperor chose to believe in the energy he felt and rejected the old servant's request.

"I understand!" The old servant suddenly felt shocked and said nothing more.

Outside Yaochi, Zhou Tong and Yuan Gu stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

But just when the battle was about to break out, a voice came -

"Where is the hegemony of the human race? Do you really think that you can blaspheme the gods with the support of Yaochi? If you dare to insult the Son of God, you must die to apologize!!"

Finally, the three saint-level ancestors of the ancient tribe came. I don’t know what race these three ancient tribes are. The leader is a beautiful woman with a graceful body and unparalleled grace. Behind her there are two others wearing silver armor. The saint-level ancestor king.

The woman at the head didn't care about the imperial qualification battle. She came up to raise an army to investigate and kill Zhou Tong. She was strong and domineering.

She rushed directly into the battlefield, looked at Zhou Tong, and sneered: "I don't care who is behind you, and I don't care what you are going to do now. If you dare to insult the Son of God, you must pay the price with blood!"

After finishing speaking, she stretched out a slender hand and brushed it towards Zhou Tong.

At this moment, everyone was horrified, and the saint's pressure swept across all directions.

Most of the people who came to watch the battle were trembling and then knelt down. Once the saint's aura breaks out, it is simply not something that people below the saint level can bear.

"Plop!", "Plop!", "Plop!"...

Everyone knelt down, and there were patches of ground on the ground, including people from all races. They were all trembling and trembling under the holy power.

Zhou Tong didn't bother to look at it and didn't take it seriously, but Jingang Zhuo was ready and could take action at any time.

"boom!"

At this moment, a huge fist struck from the void. The fist was so fierce and domineering that it penetrated for dozens of miles. Chaos energy filled the air. The power of the punch shocked the gods and weeping ghosts!

The old saint Wei Yi from Tianxuan Holy Land appeared. It was just a blow, but it was overwhelming. With one punch, this ancient female saint could not block it at all, and her whole body exploded on the spot!