Inside the golden barrier, Zhang Tian and Mo Jiao chatted and even acted quite happily.
It is possible to kill an ink dragon incarnation, Zhang Tian, but it is not wise to offend the dragon clan.
However, the incarnation of the Silver Shark Clan fusion monk who made a sneak attack outside was nothing if he killed him.
Regarding the strength of the human race, monks at the level of Zhang Tian are naturally very clear.
The Silver Sharks are nominally stronger than the Humans, but if they really take action, the Humans can definitely make the Silver Sharks look at them differently.
There is nothing to be afraid of if you kill the incarnation of a fused monk.
The two chatted for about half a day when there was a violent impact outside, and then everything calmed down.
The palm of the hand controls the Golden Realm Bell, and the perception of the outside world is naturally clear.
At this time, he got the message from his companions and knew that the silver shark outside had been killed.
"Little friend Ji Mo, it has calmed down outside. When is the best time for the competition we agreed on in the ring?"
"Ten days later, at Haiheng Mountain, Jimo will set up the arena."
The two of them had just agreed that the competition would be divided into nine matches, corresponding to the places corresponding to the Star Blue Sea.
The winner will become the owner of the corresponding land, and the loser will lose the corresponding land.
Zhang Tian has other requirements for this, that is, the ownership of these lands only lasts for three hundred years!
For the combined monks, three hundred years is nothing more than a period of seclusion and practice.
But for many things, there will be many variables in three hundred years.
The two fused monks naturally understand this truth.
What Zhang Tian wants to do is to regain these lost territories in three hundred years, while Jimo wants to complete his mission this time.
Once both parties reach an agreement, things become simple.
The golden light barrier naturally dissipated, and the two of them appeared in the sky of the spirit world.
Both parties who were fighting just now have disappeared.
The fusion monk who Jimo was very curious about and who had fought him repeatedly was nowhere to be seen.
Seeing this, Jimo said goodbye directly and disappeared instantly.
Zhang Tian took back the Golden Realm Bell and then disappeared.
This collective battle is over.
The incarnation of a silver-shark fused monk disappeared and he lost tens of thousands of years of cultivation.
However, the killing of a combined monk triggered earth-shaking changes in the surrounding area.
Mountains and rivers have changed their appearance, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as turning rivers and seas upside down.
Fortunately, this scene was just the impact of the realm, and the two sides were not fighting on the ground, otherwise the impact would be even greater.
Azure City was also affected, especially the last blow, which already consumed a lot of the spiritual energy accumulated by the formation, and consumed a lot more.
To restore the Fuhai Azure Formation to its original appearance, it would take at least nearly ten thousand years of accumulation.
After the war, various strange phenomena still appeared in the heaven and earth, which were colorful and colorful.
The Ten Thousand Years Monk who merged into a monk was like a fresh wind blowing across the entire wilderness.
Even though the annihilated human monk took away most of it, the remaining aura still made the place where the fused monk transformed into a god and annihilated it, becoming a holy place for cultivation of low-level monks.
Many ethnic monks went quietly.
If you want to find an opportunity to break through in a place like this, the mixing of various races will inevitably cause chaos.
Many of those monks who wanted to break the mirror were implicated in it and perished before they could concentrate on their cultivation.
However, these are all things for later. The most important thing among the human army now is the battle with the Sea Clan in the arena ten days later.
"The Great Elder Zhangtian has been ordered by Emperor Taiyu to recruit county guards to participate in this competition. Dahai, your name is on the list!"
Zixu found Long Dahai with an order in hand, his expression a little heavy.
This kind of competition can usually only be participated by profound spiritual transformation monks, but I don't know how the Great Elder Zhangtian chose it. Among the nine places, Long Dahai was actually one.
Long Dahai did not reply, but took the order and read it carefully.
"These are nine temporarily transferred god-incarnation monks. You can use your incarnations or yourself in the competition. There are no restrictions, and it won't be too dangerous."
Although Long Dahai was a little surprised by this arrangement, he was able to accept it.
Although this competition is very important, there are no requirements for him in the order.
By understanding the rules of the competition, Long Dahai can figure out the meaning above.
First of all, of these nine places, only three are currently occupied by the human race.
The remaining six places are currently occupied by the Haizhou Lanzhou Hai people.
As long as the human race wins three games, the human race can defend its territory. If it wins two more games, the entire Xingzhou can be taken back.
But the choice of Long Dahai by the Great Elder Zhangtian means that he will give up the victory of one or two battles.
The higher-ups naturally understand Tian Ji's principles of horse racing.
"I am an inferior horse."
After knowing his position, Long Dahai felt calm.
Being able to take action in this kind of competition that attracts the attention of the sea people can already gain a huge reputation.
If you want to achieve good results and become famous in both worlds, it is possible.
After receiving the order, Long Dahai invited Zixu to have a chat.
In the Azure City, he only has a common topic with Zixu now.
Different realms mean different perspectives on the world.
Zixu is not a fool. If he thinks about it, he will understand why he let Long Dahai go.
What surprised him was that he actually lost the election. With his strength, he definitely had a chance to win.
However, the Great Elder Zhangtian did not choose him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
You know, being able to participate not only gains fame, but also corresponding rewards.
At his level, there are not many opportunities to get what he wants, and this competition is one of them.
But if there is no chance, there is no chance. After Elder Zhangtian makes a decision, it is impossible to change it.
"Dahai, no matter whether you win or lose in this competition, you can get three bottles of True Cicada Pill. This is a good thing in the clan that can be compared to the purest dew."
"Three bottles of true cicada pill!"
Long Dahai was also shocked by this news.
He knew there would be rewards, but he didn't expect the Immortal Alliance to be so generous.
There are three true cicada pills in a bottle, each of which can improve the cultivation level of a late-stage cultivator of the God Transformation for a hundred years.
Three bottles of True Cicada Pill is equivalent to nine hundred years of cultivation. For Long Dahai, who has just entered the middle stage of becoming a god, it can increase his cultivation for a thousand years at least.
This is exactly what he needs.
You can get three bottles by participating, and if you win, there will be more rewards!
After seeing the generous rewards, Long Dahai felt that he needed to plan carefully for this competition.
If we can win, we will be able to advance to the later stage unimpeded.
After Zixu left, Long Dahai took the void-refining inner elixir and returned to the secret room.
On the ninth day, when Zixu came to recruit, a god-changing monk with the same face as Long Dahai came out.
"Do you want to go to the sea in person?"
"Hey, can't you?"
Zixu was surprised and didn't know how to dissuade him.