Chapter 387
As an immortal orthodoxy, the Dameng Ancient Dao has an extremely large sphere of influence with countless cities spread out. In the middle of the city layout with stars holding the moon, it is the main city where the Dameng Ancient Dao hosted a banquet for the forces from the upper world.
In the very center of the main city, there is a shockingly huge arena, covering an area of hundreds of thousands of feet. It is so majestic and majestic that the geniuses of all races cannot help but admire it.
This huge arena, which can accommodate hundreds of thousands of monks, is the place where the Dameng Ancient Path competes before entering the"Tianmeng Secret Realm" this time.
At this time, the huge arena was already crowded with people. The crowds of people from all major powers spread out, and the voices of the people soared into the sky.
The gladiatorial arena is also sorted. It is a place where the major forces are ranked according to their external strength to obtain an excellent place to watch the battle. There are hundreds of arenas flowing with Taoist charms across the arena. From the outside in, the closer to the periphery, the more arenas there are. There is only one particularly high stage in the middle, which is the final showdown between the great geniuses.
Obviously, the geniuses of all races who participate in the"Tianmeng Secret Realm" must fight all the way from the lowest arena to the largest arena to compete with the strongest geniuses of their generation.
Terrifying air waves have already swept across the various peripheral arenas. There are already figures flashing across the arena, and majestic divine power has swept up. This competition has begun!
"Dao Tianzong, Li Yunqing wins!"
"The Yang clan, Yang Qingfeng wins!"
"……"
At the same time, Ye Wushuang, who had been practicing for three days, also came to the arena at the invitation of Shenmeng Tianzun.
That ethereal, god-like aura instantly attracted the attention of all the major forces.
Ye Wushuang was walking through the air with his hands on him, and the mind-blowing Divine Dream Heavenly Lord was on his right, like a couple of gods and gods. Many of the jealous saints had their eyes red.
"Lord Daozi is here!"
"I’ve met Lord Daozi!"
The people headed by Dameng Gudao immediately saluted Ye Wushuang, and they were extremely enthusiastic. The major forces in the arena were a little stunned.
Although Ye Wushuang is a member of the Ye Clan of the Immortal Immortal Clan, he will not be defeated by the Digital Supreme Such groveling treatment.
What happened?
Countless forces started talking for a while, with confusion and shock in their eyes.
"too horrible!"
In an unattended corner of the arena, a young man with simple clothes but strong blood shouted lowly.
He could feel the terror of the white man on top of the arena.
The major forces competing against each other next year He is similar to Tianjiao, but his physical aura is capable of crushing ordinary strong men in the Great Emperor realm.
"If I were not limited by the shackles of heaven and earth, I would probably be able to match the body of this peerless evildoer hundreds of years later!"
The young man in simple clothes sighed. There was no trace of loneliness on his handsome face. The young man was alone in the arena and could not attract anyone's attention. There were two empty seats in the middle of the arena, and the one sitting on them was none other than Shenmeng Tianzun. With Ye Wushuang.
Three days ago, Ye Wushuang's skill in refining the ultimate imperial weapon instantly minimized the criticism of Ye Wushuang from many forces.
"Lord Daozi is a brave man, so he doesn't plan to go up and show off his skills."Shenmeng Tianzun's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and he teased enchantingly.
"If Dameng Gudao wants to be the enemy of the world, I can help you. There is no need to attack the younger generation."
Ye Wushuang was not afraid of this goblin-like woman at all. His eyes were deep and he looked at everything in the arena. The incident on the ancient battlefield had already happened. If it weren't for Xiao Yunqing's duel, he would have planned to leave. This kind of The stage battle was too boring.
Shenmengtianzun's youthful face froze, remembering that not long ago, the voice of the Immortal King in the Ye clan lingered throughout the upper world for three days to frighten all the impulsive actions of all clans in the world. It’s hard to imagine whether Ye Wushuang broke the news at that time.
Thinking of this, Shenmeng Tianzun couldn’t help biting her lips, with a fierce look in her beautiful eyes. She seemed to have no more power in this man’s hands. Cheap, as if he was his nemesis, immediately puffed up his anger and stopped talking to Ye Wushuang completely.
"Ding!"A cold mechanical sound sounded in Ye Wushuang's heart, and the familiar voice made his boring starry eyes feel a little excited.
"The main mission is released. Take in a disciple of the ancient holy body, change his fate against the will of heaven, break the shackles of heaven and earth, and resume his spiritual practice. The time limit is ten years, and he will be rewarded with the template of the Immortal-level Huangtian Emperor: Comprehension, and a luck value of 100 million!"
Ancient Holy Body, defying heaven and changing fate, shackles heaven and earth, why does this plot seem familiar?
"Is this the story template of Ye Heizi, Emperor Ye Tian?"Ye Wushuang asked strangely
"No, this person does exist in the upper world, and it has nothing to do with the host's past life memory."The system forcefully argued
"So is this ancient holy body the ancient holy body?"Ye Wushuang asked carelessly,
"yes."The system said.
Ye Wushuang ignored the system directly. His consciousness had already been searching in the entire huge arena, and the system did not want to pay attention to this old black man's luck value.
When he was refining the weapon for Xiaoyun a few days ago, he exchanged An intermediate-level weapon refining mastery had consumed thirty million of his luck points. Two pieces of immortal gold cost him millions. The only luck value left in his hand was shrinking rapidly. Now he just wants to find Huang Gu quickly. Holy body, I also want to see the elegance of the ancient holy body
……
In the huge arena, the atmosphere was extremely heated. Almost all geniuses from different levels of the major forces came up to compete. The"Secret Realm of Heaven's Dream" was very tempting for them. Countless eyes were focused on the young geniuses fighting in the ring. Every time a loud shout was heard announcing victory or defeat, deafening cheers erupted in the arena.
"Bang!"
In a venue, terrifying divine power exploded, and two figures turned into streams of light and passed by. One of the figures looked horrified and was already flying backwards in embarrassment. He flew directly out of the ring and landed hard. Under the high platform, I suffered serious injuries.
"Supreme Academy, Yun Qing wins!"
As soon as the announcement came out, the stadium exploded with countless cheers.
"The Saint of the Supreme Academy is really too strong. Every time she encounters an opponent, she can win with one move without causing serious injury to her opponent."
"Yes, she has won more than ten games in a row. You see, the sword his master gave her has not been unsheathed. It seems that no one in the younger generation can be his opponent."
"From now on, the Holy Lady of the Purple Mansion is no longer my goddess, Fairy Yunqing of the Supreme Academy is!"
"……"
The young and proud men from all the major forces talked about Yun Qing with red faces, and the cheers became louder and louder.
The girl carrying the black imperial sword on her back in the ring had a calm face. It seemed that all the cheers had nothing to do with her. Only when her cold autumn eyes looked at the man in white at the top, did she reveal the beauty of the girl. magnificent.
