Emperor Beixuan nodded, his eyes especially lingering on Huang Lingtian, the second prince, and the third prince for a long time.
Although the Ninth Prince Huang Lingfeng has good qualifications and is his favorite child, he is still too young after all. It is destined to be difficult to achieve anything in such a grand competition.
This time, the hopes of the Beixuan Dynasty still rested on Huang Lingtian and the other three.
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Similar things also happened in the Eastern Region.
The Xuanhuang Sect is the number one force in the Central Region, the strongest force in the Northern Region is the Beixuan Dynasty, and the Eastern Divine Court is the absolute overlord of the Eastern Region.
This point is somewhat different from the Central Region and the Northern Region. Xuanhuang Sect and Beixuan Dynasty can only suppress the top forces in the same region, but they cannot crush them. However, the Eastern Divine Court is far superior to the Eastern Region.
above other forces!
It is precisely for this reason that it can be named after the Divine Court. No one in the Eastern Region dares to disobey an order!
In the Eastern Divine Court, each generation has three young gods, all of whom are the best geniuses among the younger generation. The future master of the Divine Court will be selected from these three.
At this moment, the Lord of the Divine Court of this generation was looking down at the three young gods and said calmly: "This first martial arts meeting is of great significance. All three of you must participate. Whoever has the highest ranking will be the winner."
The next generation of Lords of the Divine Court. In addition, I think you should understand the consequences of failure in the competition for the Lord of the Divine Court."
"We understand."
The three young gods spoke at the same time. There can only be one master of the divine court. If it is decided who will be the next generation of master of the divine court, then the remaining two young gods will naturally be executed!
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Antarctic Demon Palace.
Among the five major realms, the Southern Region is relatively at the bottom. However, as the number one force in the Southern Region, the strength of the Antarctic Demon Palace may not be inferior to that of the Beixuan Dynasty and the Eastern Divine Court.
The Antarctic Demon Palace has only one heir, the only son of the master of the Demon Palace. His name has only one character, "Yuan".
However, because he inherited his father's true legacy since he was a child, he was unruly and ruthless, so many people added the word "devil" after his name, so he was also called Yuan Mo.
At this moment, Yuan Mo was sitting on the main seat of a small sect's main hall. In his arms, he held two women, one was a middle-aged beautiful woman and the other was a slim girl, but their appearances were quite similar.
In the main hall, the leader of this small sect was kneeling on the ground, trembling all over and not daring to raise his head. His eyes were full of shame, anger and despair.
Because, one of the two women held by Yuan Mo was his wife and the other was his daughter!
"Yes, that's the expression."
Looking at the embarrassment of the sect leader, Yuan Mo showed an expression of great enjoyment on his face. As he moved his hands up and down, he sighed: "This expression is really enjoyable! Not bad, very good!"
Click!
The sect leader felt even more ashamed and angry. He couldn't help but use force to cut a huge hole in the floor. But even so, he still didn't dare to have any thoughts of resisting Yuan Mo.
If you don't resist, you will just be humiliated. But if you resist, the end will definitely be a hundred times more miserable than now!
"Um?"
Suddenly, Yuan Mo raised his eyebrows slightly: "The first martial arts competition in the Holy Yuan Continent? A martial arts competition held by the Six Emperors personally?"
"interesting!"
A strange smile appeared on his face, and he pushed away the two women in his arms. Then, with a flash of his body, he appeared directly above the small sect.
"Such a cowardly and incompetent sect should be destroyed."
He slapped a palm casually, and the demonic energy spread out, turning into a huge palm. With a "boom", he crushed the entire small sect to the ground, and everyone inside was naturally crushed.
Slap to death!
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Western Region.
The Pure Land of the West is the most powerful force in the Western Region. It is also the force with the longest history in the entire Holy Yuan Continent. It has been a top force since a long time ago.
For countless years, the overlords of Shengyuan Continent have changed again and again, and each force has risen and declined. However, the Pure Land of the West has always stood firm and has always been the top force!
For many years, it has been in peace with the world, but no force dares to underestimate its existence. Even the Xuanhuang Sect is extremely afraid of it.
For example, the Sakyamuni Buddha Kingdom in the Northern Territory was once a branch of the Western Pure Land. Of course, after many years, these two forces have become completely independent.
On a sacred mountain with golden light, there is a huge statue of Buddha. It is thousands of feet tall, with a golden halo behind its head. It has hands clasped together and a compassionate face, giving people a feeling of compassion for the world.
In front of the Buddha's Dharma image, stood a monk wearing a coarse cassock, and a young man with an unusually majestic figure, like a glaring Vajra.
In the Pure Land of the West, every generation has a Buddha and a protector. Among them, the Buddha will become the future lord of the Pure Land and sit in charge of the Pure Land. The protector will fight for the Pure Land and kill the demons.
"Yuanchi, Minghua, you two will participate in the first martial arts meeting this time. Normally, we, the Pure Land of the West, will not fight for it, but this time, you must do your best and don't hide it!"
"Yuan Chi (Ming Hua) understands."
The two of them put their hands together and bowed.
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At the same time, there is a place in Shengyuan Continent that no one knows about.
In an extremely deep cave, a young man is practicing. He is tall and has bright eyes. Behind him, there is a black hole slowly rotating.
"Unexpectedly, a warrior who has reached the sixth level of Nirvana can actually kill my clone. It seems that this world is not as boring as I imagined."
The tall young man murmured to himself in a low voice. His voice was plain and indifferent, containing a kind of indifference to life. He stood up slowly, and the faint light from the rock wall illuminated his face.
His appearance is exactly the same as that of Di Yu!
"However, how can a mere clone show the true power of the Hundong Spirit Body?"
With a cold smile on his face, he said lightly to himself: "Even if it's a clone, it's my Emperor Yu's clone. If you kill my clone, you have to pay the price! In this first martial arts meeting, I will
I will kill you with my own hands, and kill your body and clones!"
"Master, don't worry, I will definitely get the first place in this martial arts competition!"
He looked into the depths of the deep cave, his voice full of strong confidence.
"Go ahead."
The depths of the cave were deep and dark, with no light visible. It took dozens of breaths of silence before a hoarse voice came.