The God King of Tsingwei understood one thing, that is, Ying Yi’s future future is limitless, so he knew that the current situation was not enough to win over Ying Yi completely, and even he had the idea of ​​giving it to King Ying Yi’s grade divine veins.

However, the king-grade divine veins are of great use to him, a powerful god king, the heavenly level, so his idea was only temporarily put in his heart.

As for what he said, he said, he understood that Ying Yi had just broken through to the realm of the Divine Emperor. When Ying Yi had the strength to help him break through to the realm of the Divine Emperor, he didn't know it was the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month. Although he felt that Ying Yi had the possibility of breaking through to the realm of the Divine Emperor, even the possibility of breaking through to the realm of the Divine Emperor was even greater than that of himself, his cultivation was in addition to talent, and he also paid attention to luck.

Good luck, strength is rising steadily, bad luck, body and soul disappear, dust returns to dust.

In the cultivation room where Yuanyue is located, suddenly, Yuanyue opened her eyes and couldn't help frowning. He only heard him muttering, "Why did I suddenly feel the breath of the divine vein weakened a lot just now? What's going on?"

"However, although it has weakened a lot, it is not hindered to my cultivation. After more than 1,000 years of cultivation, my strength has been several times higher than before I came in. If I had not made any mistakes in the estimate, my current strength should be the legendary half-step God King realm. I am only half a step away from being able to step into the God King realm. I have to say that this king-grade divine vein is indeed far from being comparable to the top-grade divine vein!" Yuan Yue said to himself, "I don't know if Brother Ying Yi has broken through to the realm of the divine general. With his talent, if he breaks through to the realm of the divine general, he will definitely have the combat power of the half-step God King several times, or even more!"

"However, although I have reached the strength of a half-step God King, the strength of a half-step God King and the real God King are very different! The difference between a half-step is just a distance of a distance! Unfortunately, I don't have a low-grade super artifact. If I have a low-grade super artifact, my strength will increase." Yuan Yue shook her head.

However, because the secret room where he was also closed, and his strength was far inferior to that of the God of Tsingwei, he did not realize that Ying Yi had broken through the realm, but he clearly felt the weakening of the aura of the king's divine vein.

At the same time, Xue Gang, Xue Sen and Xue Lei also felt the weakening of the aura of the king's divine vein, but they did not feel much.

In a blink of an eye, 1330 years passed by quickly, and it was time for the God of Tsaring God to lead the five people to set off.

"It's time. 300 years ago, I broke through to the realm of a one-star god general and immediately reached a star-like success. Now, I almost understand the functions currently possessed by the two low-grade super artifacts, the Golden God Brick of the Sorrow and the Reverse Qiankun Mirror." A happy look flashed in Ying Yi's eyes.

The great strength makes Ying Yi unhappy?

"When I go back to the realm of two-star god generals or even three-star four-star god generals, I will return to the Dishan Empire to try to destroy the Lei family and kill the two heads of the Lei family. At that time, I can bring up my relatives in the Xiaoyao Ancient Heart Realm." Ying Yi thought secretly.

After all, if you offend the Blood-Sthorn Demon Sect, the Blood-Sthorn Demon Sect will not give up.

Before setting out for the headquarters of the Blood-Spit Demon Sect, the God of Spit Power had already arranged the funeral, so now I just nodded slightly.

While walking towards that palace, the God King of Tsingwei looked at Ying Yi and said, "Our Blood Tsing Demon Sect now has more than 350 powerful God Kings."

"More than 350 god kings? So many?" Ying Yi and Yuanyue looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Like the Dishan Empire, it is good that they can have dozens of powerful divine emperors in one country, but they did not expect that the Blood-sting Demon Sect had so many powerful divine kings.

Xue Gang and Xue Sen probably knew something, so they were not too shocked, but they were also surprised, and it was obvious that this number was beyond their expectations.

Only the Blood Raid is extremely calm from beginning to end, because he represented the God of Sharp Power in the competition organized by the Blood Sharp Demon Cult last time.

"However, among these more than 350 god kings, in addition to some referees, there are 340 god king strong men each sending five strong men under their command. The realm of these strong men cannot reach the god king or even above. God king strong men are qualified to command one side in our Blood-Sthorn Demon Sect. The stronger the strength, the more branches it commands. Like me, the one who commands the largest number of branches."

"The 340 powerful God Kings men will take action, which means that the total number of participants will be 1,700 people. This is ordered in advance. As long as you enter the top 100, you will get rewards. After entering the top 100, the higher the ranking, the greater the benefits."

"This competition is divided into several rounds. The last competition, the top 100 strong men will directly enter the fifth round of competition." When he said this, the face of the God King Tsingwei was a little dim.

"I'm sorry, Lord God King." Xue Gang said seriously. Last time he fought with four other representatives of the Sharp Power God King, but in the end he was unable to enter the top 100. Moreover, some of the opponents of the Sharp Power God King took the opportunity to go down the well and fell into the rocks, which made him feel guilty.

"It's not your fault." The God of Thorns shook his head and smiled, "This time, as long as you five of you perform well, you can get me back."

"It will definitely happen." Xue Sen was the first to speak and said seriously.

"Well." Ying Yi and the others also nodded. After all, they were all under the command of the God of Tsarma, and the God of Tsarma was not bad for them.

Xuegang's eyes were firm, and he made up his mind to work hard this time to find a place for the God of Slayer.

"Haha. That's good." The God of Tsingwei smiled.

"By the way, Lord God King, what if there were those in the top 100 of the previous session, if there were those who died, or those who died, or who did not participate for other reasons?" Ying Yi couldn't help asking.

The King of Tsaring Power was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "This is easy to do, that is, the rankings are analogy. Anyway, those who enter the fifth round will definitely be the top 100 people in the last session. However, there are no more than ten people who fall, die, or do not come from the top 100 people."

"So that's it." Ying Yi suddenly realized.

"Because 100 people entered the fifth round directly, that is to say, in the first round, the number of people who competed in the total number was 1,600. The rules of the competition were eliminated, and 800 people entered the second round." When the King of Tsarwei said this, he paused for a moment, looked at the five people, and to be precise, he looked at four people, because he had known all this before the last session of Xueluo.

Several people were listening carefully. Even if Xuelei already knew it, he did not show any impatient expression. He was secretly determined to show his good performance.
Chapter completed!