The people of the magical powers of the square clan were all looking at each other, and they sat upright with a solemn expression, waiting for the ninth bell to ring.
Looking at the other nine alliances, the same is true for the same. Even the Jinyang Alliance is as crazy as the Jinyang Alliance, they are all nervous when they are about to fight.
Perhaps in order to relieve this tension, Wang Chongsong knew it directly pointed out the better people in the Holy Alliance of Fang Chen.
Therefore, I have a little more understanding of the saints behind them.
The Ten Saints of Human Race:
The saints of all paths, the saints of the Fang, the saints of Jinyang, the saints of Luoxue, the saints of forgottenness, the saints of agarwood, the saints of many treasures, the saints of black Buddha, the saints of Danzun, and the saints of Beixuan.
There is no exact ranking of strength among these ten saints, but they have qualification rankings.
For example, the saints of the Wandao, the saints of the Fang, and the saints of the Luoxue are all at their distant experience.
The saint who forgot love has a very old experience.
After the saints of the Wang family were transformed, there are records that the saints who forgot their love, the saints who don’t treasure, and the saints of the Black Buddha became saints one after another.
There is no way to know who comes first and whom, and only these saints can know clearly.
"We must be careful of the supernatural powers of the Agarwood Alliance, these guys eat everything."
When Wang Chongsong pointed to the agarwood alliance, he gave a special reminder, and his eyes showed a little fear, as if he did not want to have too much contact with them.
Fang Chen glanced over there and found that the magical powers of the Agarwood Alliance were all energetic, and their energy seemed to be more powerful than the other magical powers.
"What kind of magical powers do they have? Do I need to be careful?"
Fang Chen asked in a voice transmission.
"What kind of magical powers do you have? Hehe, I only know that there is a legendary magical power called "Five Insect Temple".
This magical power can swallow the sky and the earth, and it is definitely not an easy task. This time I can be selected to participate in the battle of the Holy Tower. I guess the magical powers of these guys are all the "Five Insect Temples".
Wang Chongsong yelled, with a hint of disdain in his tone and a few fears.
"Five Insect Temple?"
Fang Chen was thinking, but only after listening to Wang Chongsong's introduction, he knew that this magical power was indeed not simple, otherwise Wang Chongsong would not have been labeled as "Legend".
Dangdangdangdang-
Unconsciously.
The melodious bell ringed eight times.
The Burial Spirit Bansaint and others also stopped talking and prepared to welcome the ninth bell ringing.
During this period, the Jin Crow's half-saint's eyes fell on the magical powers of the square clan, and their eyes were full of jokes.
"The old Jinwu lost a chance to become a saint because of Fang Sheng. I don't know how many years I have to wait for to become a saint. This time I will definitely target us."
"And there is also the Luoxue League. You must be careful when you go in."
"Why remind me specifically?"
"Old Fang, haven't you understood it yet? The news that you have a solid bloodline and are the ancestors of the third generation have spread to all parties. Although your cultivation is low, all parties are paying great attention to you."
"...Well, there are indeed some people looking at me secretly. I understand, I will act carefully when I go in."
After Fang Chen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and quietly waited for the bell to ring.
clang--
With the last bell ringing, all the magical powers with identity cards disappeared from their original place at the same time.
The huge front hall in the inn suddenly became empty.
Only some semi-saints and those who break the limits are left.
Everyone in the Fang clan went in, but Qin Baichuan stayed in the Wandao Alliance to accompany the Burial Spirit Half Saint.
"The half-saint of the Burial Spirit, you should call on your people to contact the Fang clan less. If they are together, then the magical powers of our side will not be severe, and there will inevitably be death or injury."
The golden crow half-saint said with a smile.
The half-saint of Zangxue glanced at the half-saint of Zang Ling and said lightly:
"The Luoxue Alliance can become an ally of the Wandao Alliance, and you shouldn't choose the square clan."
"The Fang Sheng forced the Saint of Jinyang and Saint of Luo Xue with one sword to retreat. It has shown that the choice of the Saint of our clan is not wrong. The Fang Sheng used to be our ally and will be our ally in the future."
The half-saint of Burial Spirit stood up expressionlessly, and suddenly merged into the void and disappeared.
Qin Baichuan disappeared with her.
"snort."
Zhan Xue Bansheng snorted coldly, and also opened the interior and walked in.
For a moment, all the semi-saints in Longsheng City opened the interior.
At the same time, countless interior places are connected with Dragon Saint City at this moment.
The void inside the interior seemed to have turned into a scroll, reflecting the scene in the holy tower of Longsheng City.
Interior location of the square clan.
All the powerful people of the Square clan gathered together, standing in the open space and looking into the void, with expectations, curiosity, and excitement.
In the corner, Fang Qiurou and the other two stood together, talking in a low voice.
They knew that Fang Chen had also participated in the Battle of the Holy Tower, so they had the hope of seeing the scene about Fang Chen.
Interior of Wang Family.
It is as lively as the square clan.
Chen Feifei stood in the corner, looking at the void with emotion:
"I don't know if the prince will appear..."
The interior of the teacher’s house…
Not only the semi-saints of the human race, but also the saints have opened the interior to observe the battle of the holy tower.
Almost no one of the semi-saints and saints of all the foreign tribes in the divine realm has an interior location to fall into this battle. He chose to connect with the ten holy cities and observe the battle of the holy tower once every five hundred years.
This battle not only determines how many rewards each family can receive from the Qingming Supreme Alliance, but also whether anyone can stand out and be favored by the Qingming Supreme Alliance.
It can also allow all parties to truly understand the strength and heritage of each race, so as not to blindly observe the sky by looking at it.
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...
Fang Chen felt that he had appeared in a strange place in a flash.
The sky was vast, and it seemed like a divine light crossing the overpass, forming a semi-arc shape, covering the ground like a fly shield.
"This cover will get smaller and smaller, forcing everyone to meet and fight to decide the outcome."
Fang Chen withdrew his gaze from the "fly shield" and looked around.
There are hundreds of strange figures nearby. They are now looking at each other and watching without making rash moves.
Fang Chen knew that these guys were choosing "soft persimmons" and judging whether they were "soft persimmons".
In a short period of time, as long as no one takes action, this balance will not be broken.
"Everyone, now it is only the beginning of the Battle of the Holy Tower. We should retain our strength in order to enter the 100,000 people. I have a suggestion. I wonder if you would like to listen?"
A magical person from unknown tribe spoke slowly.
This magical person is eight feet tall and has a body shape that is almost the same as most ethnic groups. However, he has black wings on his back, and his soft feathers open and close with the breeze, as if he is breathing.
The magical people present did not answer his words, but looked at him together, obviously waiting for him to say the follow-up content.
Seeing this, the black-winged magical power coughed lightly and said:
"We can form an alliance for the time being in order to deal with the subsequent battle. If we are lucky enough to break into 100,000 people, we will give up and escape without losing our lives. We will have the best of both worlds."
The gods did not say anything, but a faint sarcasm surged in their eyes.
"Where did the slut come from? He was so naive?"
Those with supernatural powers directly mocked:
"Even if it is the same clan, who really dares to form an alliance with others, is not afraid of being killed suddenly from behind?
What's more, we don't know each other before, so it's better not to mention the alliance."
As soon as they finished speaking, everyone suddenly found that there seemed to be hundreds of phantoms of the portal in the void.
There seemed to be countless eyes falling on everyone, making everyone's expressions change!