The sermon begins with covering the sky

Chapter 340 The Destiny of People's Destiny and Destiny

Yuan Gu was going to challenge the Human Race Hegemony, the news spread throughout Yaochi in an instant, and then quickly spread outward.Immediately, the entire Beidou's countless holy places and ancient tribes changed their travel plans one after another and went to Yaochi ahead of schedule.

They wanted to witness the battle with their own eyes.

Before the start of the Ten Thousand Races Conference, there was a collision between the blood of the king of the human race and the blood of the royal family, which is of extraordinary significance.

In the fairyland.

"At first, I just hoped that Zhou Tong could scare the ancient clan a little bit, but I didn't expect him to play so big, and directly started the qualification battle of the emperor's road, fighting against the blood of the ancient emperor!" Queen Mother Xi couldn't help showing a wry smile when she heard the news.

"Master, if Zhou Tong loses, all the hard work done by the seniors will be in vain!" The saintess of Yaochi was also a little worried.

Even if she knew that Zhou Tong had already reached the eight bans, and he had a top-notch physique like the Heavenly Overlord Body; but the opponent was of the blood of the ancient emperor after all, and his aptitude was heaven-defying, so it was really hard to predict the outcome of such a match.

"The matter has come to this, we can only believe that he can succeed!"

The Queen Mother of the West pondered for a while, and then said: "The affairs of the Ten Thousand Clans Conference will be left to you for the time being, and I will fully control the West Emperor Tower. If Zhou Tong can win, it will be of great importance to what the seniors have planned, and to our human race." With our help, the Gu Clan must not be allowed to take advantage of it."

"Yes, Master!" The Yaochi saintess nodded.

On the holy cliff, next to the list of gods left by Emperor Wushi.

"A new variable has appeared in the plan!" Gai Jiuyou's eyes were as vast and deep as the starry sky, and he looked at the scene outside the fairyland at a glance.

"Young people just can't stay idle and like to make troubles everywhere!" The old mansion master of Qishi mansion was also a little speechless.

Zhou Tong's work is so inconsistent, he doesn't discuss with them at all, he plans well, and now there are new variables, which is really frightening.

"The saint-level ancestor kings of the ancient clan may have to come to Yaochi ahead of time. This battle is of great importance. Wei Yi, you can also start ahead of time!" Gai Jiuyou said to an old man beside him.

Tianxuan Weiyi nodded, and then left the holy cliff directly.

"Senior, aren't you afraid that the little guy will lose to Yuan Gu?" asked the old head of Qishi Mansion.

Gai Jiuyou shook his head with a smile, and said, "The probability of Zhou Tong winning is still very high. According to my estimation, there is at least a [-]% chance of winning."

The [-]% winning rate that Gai Jiuyou said refers to Zhou Tong's sealed cultivation level in a battle at the same level. If Zhou Tong's cultivation base is not sealed, Zhou Tong's winning rate is [-]% and there is no surprise!

"Ninety percent, so high? Yuan Gu is of the blood of the ancient emperor!" the old head of Qishi Mansion exclaimed.

"Even the ancient prince may not be his opponent, let alone the eighth grandson of the ancient emperor?" Gai Jiuyou said.

At the same time, outside the fairyland.

Domain gates are opened one after another, all over the world, many races, countless holy places, as long as they are well-informed, they all get the news, open domain gates one after another, and come here.I don't know how many strong people have come here.

This battle had a great impact, especially before the opening of the Ten Thousand Races Festival, it was of great significance.

The grand gathering of all races was held because of the conflict between the ancient race and the human race, and this battle was almost related to the luck between the ancient race and the human race.

The human race had faintly regarded Zhou Tong as a representative, representing the luck of the human race; while the ancient race also faintly regarded Yuan Gu as their representative.

No matter the outcome of this battle, it will set off a big storm that will sweep across the entire ancient star.

"What is the hegemony of the human race, how can it be compared with the blood of the ancient emperor, this time it will undoubtedly die! A king who finally appeared in the human race is about to die. I see how your human race has the face to hold a grand gathering of all races." The person who said this was naturally an ancient monk.

Some casual cultivators and monks of the small sect of the human race immediately refuted, saying: "Yuangu can't do it, this time he will definitely lose. The heavenly overlord has killed the king before he cut his way, let alone he is already the king now. Unless the young man The Great Emperor is resurrected, otherwise there is absolutely no one who can match the Overlord!"

"How can the emperor of your human race be as good as the emperor of the ancient times? I believe that even the emperor of the human race can win in Yuangu, let alone a mere overlord."

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At the gate of Yaochi, countless ancient and human monks were arguing.This battle was already a battle of luck between the human race and the ancient race. Even though they had nothing to do with Emperor Yuan's lineage, the ancient race spoke up for Yuan Gu one after another.

As for the human race, apart from those holy places that Zhou Tong had duped, other people also opened their mouths to argue with the ancient race.

"Son of God, although you are not personally participating in this battle, it is still a big deal. Do you want to..." Beside the emperor, an old servant transmitted a voice speculatively, and at the same time made a movement of wiping his neck.

The Emperor of Heaven just wanted to answer, but suddenly his face changed, and he said: "No, I can vaguely feel a faint breath of the West Emperor Tower. Once we take action, Yaochi will definitely not stand by and watch, and most of us are Yaochi No. Monitor the target!"

This time the emperor chose to believe in the aura he felt, and rejected the old servant's request.

"This subordinate understands!" The old servant's heart froze immediately, and he didn't say anything more.

Outside Yao Chi, Zhou Tong and Yuan Gu stood facing each other, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

But just when the battle was about to start, a voice came——

"Where is the hegemony of the human race? Do you really think that you can blaspheme the gods with Yaochi's backing? If you dare to insult the son of God, you must apologise with death!!"

Finally, the three saint-level ancestor kings of the ancient clan came. I don’t know what race these three ancient clans belonged to. The leader of the three ancient clans was a beautiful woman with a graceful body and peerless elegance; behind her were two other people wearing silver armor. The holy ancestor king.

The woman in the lead didn't care about the qualifications of the emperor's road, and she came up to ask the teacher for the crime, and wanted to kill Zhou Tong. She was strong and domineering.

She rushed directly into the battlefield forcefully, looked at Zhou Tong, and sneered, "I don't care who is behind you, or what you are going to do now, if you dare to insult the Son of God, you must pay the price in blood!"

After finishing speaking, she stretched out a slender hand and brushed towards Zhou Tong.

At this moment, everyone was terrified, and the coercion of the saint swept all directions.

Among all the people who came to watch the battle, most of them were trembling, and then knelt down.Once the breath of a saint erupts, it is simply not something people below the saint level can afford.

"Plop!", "Plop!", "Plop!"...

Everyone knelt down, one piece after another on the ground, people from all races, all trembling, trembling under the holy power.

Zhou Tong didn't even bother to look at it, he didn't care, but King Kong Zhuo was ready and could make a move at any time.

"boom!"

At this moment, a huge fist hit from the void. The fist was fierce and domineering, penetrating tens of miles long, filled with chaotic air, and the power of the punch shocked the immortals and wept ghosts!

The old saint Wei Yi from Tianxuan Holy Land appeared, and with just one blow, he was overwhelming. With one punch, this female saint of the ancient clan couldn't stop her at all, and her whole body exploded on the spot!

(End of this chapter)