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In the vast void, three fairy boats flew quickly, like three huge ghosts, without making a single sound.

There are tables placed on the Qinglong, and the saint-level monks sit around the tables. As for the monks below the saint-level, there are no seats at all. Some are practicing in the room, and some are strolling on the deck. Or stand on the side of the ship and look at the empty scene.

Of these three immortal boats, the Qinglong is the largest and flies in the middle. On its left is the immortal boat of the Japanese tribe, and on the right is the immortal boat of the star tribe.

The leader of the Japanese clan was standing on the deck at this time, looking into the void. A sixth-level saint-level monk stood beside him. He was the same monk who went to the meteorite belt last time. There were also some great saint-level monks from hundreds of clans standing around. .

These clan leaders did not go to the meteorite belt last time. The Japanese clan leader asked calmly: "How long will it take to reach the meteorite belt?"

The sixth-level holy monk immediately replied respectfully: "At our current speed, we can reach the meteorite belt in half a day. But..."

"Just what?"

"Clan leader, the mysterious power there is really weird. Patriarch should be more careful."

The leader of the Japanese clan smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I'm here."

The eyes of the sixth-level holy monk immediately showed admiration and said: "Yes, as long as the patriarch is here, nothing will be a problem."

"Clan Leader Yang, where do you think that meteorite belt is?" the Bear Clan leader asked angrily.

"I don't know." The leader of the Japanese clan shook his head slightly and said, "We went here this time just to see what kind of place it is. Some of us clan leaders have lived from the era of hundreds of clans to now, maybe We can see some clues.”

The saints couldn't help but cheer up: "Are you saying that the meteorite belt is a legacy from the era of hundreds of tribes?"

"It's not impossible." The leader of the Japanese clan said softly: "Don't look at the precious light in the meteorite belt."

"Have you guessed the treasure light?" All the saints' eyes were focused on the leader of the Japanese clan.

"It's just a conjecture." The leader of the Japanese clan said thoughtfully: "Do you still remember the Hundred Tribes Trial Field?"

"You mean..."

All the Saints of the Hundred Tribes were excited. Since losing the Hundred Tribes Trial Field, although they also have some skills in using the Heavenly Dao that have been passed down, how can they compare with the Hundred Tribes Trial Field? That is simply a thousand tests. A hundred times. If the center of the meteorite belt is really the trial ground of the Hundred Tribes, they will be able to return to the glory of the Hundred Tribes in the shortest possible time.

Every monk's heart became excited, and the fear in his heart was swept away. The discussion started heatedly. As for those monks who were born later and had never seen the Baizu Trial Field, they listened with interest to the other monks. Telling about the magic of the Hundred Tribes Trial Field.

Only a trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Japanese clan. He was very afraid of the mysterious power in the meteorite belt. Since that kind of power can have an impact on the sixth-level holy monk, it may not be able to affect him, the ninth-level holy monk. Peak monks at the later stages have no effect.

but……

If that place is really a training ground for hundreds of races, no matter how big the risk is, it is still worth taking.

If the Hundred Tribes Trial Ground can be found, the Hundred Tribes will double their strength in the shortest possible time. By then, controlling the Shangyuan Continent will no longer be a problem.

But if it weren’t for the Hundred Tribes Trial Ground, wouldn’t the risk be a bit high?

He looked back at the monks who were just like Tianzun. The reason why he brought these monks here was that he was going to let these people be the pioneers. After all, the saint-level monks are too precious for any race. If any one of them falls,

Saint-level monks are a huge loss.

The monks who died last time reported from their saint-level monks that the incident happened too suddenly. If they had been prepared in advance, monks with low cultivation levels might not be able to avoid the meteorite attack.

On another fairy boat, the leader of the Star Clan was sitting on a chair. He was playing with a wine glass in his hand, and his eyes showed confidence. He did not think that the meteorite belt could hold back the real strong men like them. The previous failure

It's because there is no late ninth-level saint level peak monk in that team.

But sitting next to him, the leader of the Wind Clan, Feng Wusheng, who was also at the peak of the late ninth level of the Saint Level, had a trace of worry in his eyes. Looking at the confident look of the leader of the Star Clan, Feng Wusheng said softly:

"Star Patriarch. The mysterious power that can cause harm to the soul must not be simple. Although the meteorite belt has not hurt the holy monks so far, we have not penetrated deep into the center of the meteorite belt. We cannot be careless."

"Haha... Brother Wusheng, there is no need to worry. This time we have more than twenty peaks of the late ninth level of the holy level. Is there any power in the entire fairy world that can stop us? Is there any place that we cannot go? Don't worry.

Well, the mysterious power of the meteorite belt has an impact on the mid-level saints, but it may not have an impact on us peak saint-level monks. Even if it does, it should be within the control range."

At this point, his eyes shone brightly and he said: "You must know that the depths of the meteorite belt are likely to be the training ground of hundreds of tribes. As long as we can get the training ground of hundreds of tribes, even if we lose a little strength, it will be worth it."

Feng Wusheng pondered for a while and couldn't help but laugh. At this time, he also felt that he was a little too worried. As a peak monk at the late ninth level of the holy level, he was already at the top of the world. What other power could affect him?

?

"The leader of Star Clan is right. However, if we can really get the Hundred Tribes Trial Field this time, wouldn't we also want Shangyuan Continent to get a share of the pie?"

The leader of the Yu clan sitting aside was heartbroken. The soul of Yanshan killed Yu Zhen, a holy monk of the Yu clan, and Xu Ziyan defeated him with a sword. This kind of hatred has been engraved in his bones. If Xu Ziyan is also allowed to compete in the Hundred Tribes Trial Field,

A piece of cake would make him extremely unwilling.

However, Xu Ziyan's sword made him very frightened. In his opinion, the Yu clan had no hope of revenge against Xu Ziyan. You must know that the life of the holy monk is endless, and it is impossible to wait until Xu Ziyan himself falls. And now

Xu Ziyan is only over 300 years old, which is too young. According to the calculation of the fairy world, over 300 years old is still just a girl, not even an adult. But Xu Ziyan is already in the middle of the ninth level of the Saint level.

With Xu Ziyan's age and cultivation level, it can be said that as long as Xu Ziyan does not perish, she will reach the peak of the late ninth level of the holy level in a short period of time. I am afraid that she will still be a young girl when she reaches the peak of the late ninth level of the holy level.

The most important thing is that when Xu Ziyan was only in the middle of the ninth level of the holy level, he was able to defeat him, the peak of the late ninth level of the holy level, with one sword. If Xu Ziyan's cultivation was raised to the peak of the late ninth level of the holy level, he glanced at the Star Clan

The clan leader secretly thought that by that time, even the star clan clan leader would not be Xu Ziyan's opponent.

When the leader of the Star Clan heard Feng Wusheng's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. However, thinking of Xu Ziyan's sound skills, there was also a trace of fear in his eyes.

However, it is just fear. She, Xu Ziyan, has a trump card like sound skills. How could the Star Clan, as an ancient race, not have a trump card? In the eyes of the Star Clan leader, if he goes all out, he may not be able to kill Xu Ziyan. Of course,

He also has to pay some price.

"Wu Sheng, there is no need to consider this matter. The Hundred Tribes Trial Field belongs to our Hundred Tribes, and we are just going to get back the things that belong to our Hundred Tribes. The monks from Shangyuan Continent are just helpers we invited, and we will naturally use other

I will give them something to thank them, but if they want to get their hands on the Hundred Tribes Trial Field, I will cut off their claws."

Feng Wusheng couldn't help but nod with relief. In the eyes of monks like them, this training ground belongs to them. It can only belong to them. If others dare to get involved, they will cut off their arms unceremoniously.

Hands coming over.

But then he frowned slightly. If he was too tough, would it affect the investigation?

After all, when they see the Baizu Trial Field, Xu Ziyan will definitely propose that they Shangyuan Continent want a share of the pie. If they are rejected, even if the monks in Shangyuan Continent don't get angry on the spot due to the pressure of the Baizu, I am afraid they will leave.

Once Xu Ziyan takes the Qinglong and leaves, it will have a big impact on the power of this operation.

"Head of the Star Clan, before we can truly obtain the Hundred Tribes Trial Field, we still have to rely on the power of the Shangyuan Continent."

"I know!" Star Clan leader nodded.

There was still a trace of worry on Feng Wusheng's face as he said: "I observe that Xu Ziyan's character should be round on the outside and strong on the inside. If they are not allowed to get a share of the Baizu Trial Field, I'm afraid she won't give up.

"

"So what if you don't give up?" The Star Clan leader said calmly: "Even in the era of hundreds of tribes, under the leadership of Yuan, the human race was not stronger than our three tribes of the Sun, Moon and Star. What the human race relied on was just the number of monks. Scoff...

"

Having said this, the leader of the Star Clan sneered and said: "The reproductive ability of the human race is really strong! If they dare to get involved in the Hundred Tribes Trial Field this time, we don't mind killing all the saint-level monks of the human race, and then

All human races are enslaved. There are so many slaves at once. I think all races are happy to see it happen. Haha..."

"This..." Feng Wusheng looked hesitant and said, "Yuan and Yao Wang are also from the era of the Hundred Tribes, and Yuan Yuan is the leader of the Human Race. If Yuan insists on getting a share of the Hundred Tribes trial field, we seem to have to

Nothing can be said."

A cold light flashed through the eyes of the leader of the Star Clan and he said: "A share of the pie? Yes. But we have to tell Yuan that our Hundred Clan only recognizes Yuan and Medicine King from the Hundred Clan era. If Yuan can become the leader of today's human race, we will

Just promise to share a piece of the pie with humanity."

Feng Wusheng looked stunned for a moment, and then his eyes shone with light. At this time, it was already clear that the monks in Shangyuan Continent had only two ways to go if they wanted to get a share of the Baizu Trial Field.

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