Peerless God Emperor

Three thousand five hundred and ninety-two chapter Tianjiao out

Tianqi Mountain is said to be as high as the sky, hence its name.

But, in fact, this legend is true.

Tianqi Mountain is really as high as the sky.

Its highest main peak is connected to the Jiuzhong Heaven. Once you climb the main peak, you can enter the Jiuzhong Heaven.

This is a miracle.

When placed in the lower realm, it is definitely the number one sacred mountain. There will be countless people worshipping and the incense will not go out.

Regarding Tianqi Mountain as the venue for the Hundred Clan Contest, this alone is enough to see that the importance of the Hundred Clan Contest is not at all comparable to that of the Weishui Grand Biography.

It can even be said that the battle for hegemony among a hundred races will determine the trend of the major forces in the Haotian Divine State in the next thousand years. Who will rise and who will decline again.

Of course, this does not include the Haotian Dao Sect and the Pope of the Sun and Moon.

These two giants are supernatural and profound, and it is hard to guess. They have existed for a long time, especially the Pope Sun and Moon, which has continued from the Primordial Era to the present.

Despite the rise and fall, the incense has never been cut off.

Compared with the heyday of the ancient times, the situation of Pope Sun and Moon is much worse now. After all, they are not the nominal masters of the Haotian Divine State, but the Haotian Taoist Sect.

Early in the morning.

Near Tianqi Mountain, there is a crowd of black and oppressive people. According to preliminary estimates, there are at least hundreds of millions of gods, and most of them are spectators.

This scene made all the Tianjiao who participated in the war excited and enthusiastic.

Because this is the best opportunity to become famous.

Anyone who can achieve outstanding performance in the struggle for hegemony among a hundred races will rise to fame and skyrocket.

Tianqi Mountain, on the mountainside.

There are many peaks here, and on each peak, there is a round battle platform. Tianjiao who participated in the battle for hegemony of a hundred races will compete here.

"Look at it, that is the leader of the Golden Scale Feather Clan, Tianjiao, who turns into scales."

"It is said that the Yuzu men are handsome and the women are pretty. It's true! Yuhualin is really a beautiful man."

"That's not the point. The point is that they are extremely powerful. It is said that their combat power level entered the category of the seventh-order gods a few years ago."

"Damn! Really or fake, the old man has practiced for 100,000 years, and he is only at the seventh level of the gods. Can he be stronger than the old man if he is only a few hundred years old?"

"This is the terrible thing about Tianjiao, you can't use common sense to guess!"

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The appearance of fish scales caused quite a stir.

As the leader of the feather tribe, he is famous, and his strength and appearance are what people talk about.

Yu Hualin has long been accustomed to all this. He wore white clothes to win the snow, with a scorching wind, and flew towards Tianqi Mountain under the embrace of a group of Jinlin Feather Clan Tianjiao.

"Wow! Yang Huanshan of the Thousand Illusion Spirit Race is here, this is my idol."

"Look, Xiao Ziteng of the Rain Clan has also come. He is called the'Rain God' by people."

"Come on, my Feng Clan's Tianjiao, Feng Wuji is on the stage."

"That is the heavenly arrogant of the Teng Snake Remaining Clan, the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon."

One Zun Tianjiao appeared one after another, drew waves of cheers, each of them has many admirers and admirers.

However, between them, everyone is not convinced, and they are vaguely facing each other.

Suddenly, a big river came from the sky and traversed the sky. On the big river, a young man stood with his hand in his hand and quickly came towards Tianqi Mountain.

Near Tianqi Mountain, suddenly fell into silence.

Because, that young man is so extraordinary, the world seems to be centered on him, and the invisible energy fluctuations have suffocated countless people. Even the leading talents of various races, such as Feng Wuji and Yuhualin, feel an inexplicable The feeling of oppression makes my heart quite uncomfortable.

"Luo Guangling!"

I don't know who spoke, and let out an exclamation, telling the identity of the youth.

He is Luo Guangling, the most outstanding Tianjiao of the Luo nationality for thousands of years.

However, Feng Wuji, Yu Hualin, and other leading tianjiao of various races, in terms of momentum, are obviously more than one thing worse.

"It is said that Luo Guangling has already shaped the innate divine body!" Another person spoke, throwing out an almost explosive news, causing a great sensation.

"Innate Divine Body! Worthy of being the Luo family's arrogance, worthy of being a Haotian Taoist person." People are shocked and inexplicably, innate Divine Body, mostly belonging to legendary existence.

I never thought that I would see it today.

Luo Guangling can be described as peerless.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he directly overwhelmed the limelight of Yuhualin, Feng Wuji and others.

"Luo Guangling!"

Suddenly, a cold shout sounded from another sky.

Afterwards, a huge black shadow covered the sky and covered the sun. He had a body comparable to a sacred mountain and a big mountain, as if to compare with Tianqi Mountain, who was taller and bigger.

Thousands of purple divine light suddenly appeared, and in the sacred, it also revealed the meaning of fierce wind.

"Purple nine!"

Luo Guangling stopped and looked up.

In him, there is also an aura that is far greater than before.

The two great arrogances face each other in the air.

Accompanied by the introverted purple divine light, that huge body also shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a young man in battle armor, as high as nine feet, like an iron tower.

He is the leader of the gluttonous bereaved family, Zi Jiu.

In terms of aura, Zi Jiu was able to compete with Luo Guangling, which showed his extraordinaryness. Undoubtedly, he was also an innate divine body, unmatched in strength.

"It's quite lively!"

Accompanied by an understatement sounded, another peerless arrogant descended upon him.

He appeared almost out of thin air. In the sky behind him, various visions appeared, such as Qinglian ascending into the sky, ten-day volley, etc., which were extraordinary and mysterious.

He is the arrogant of the Vientiane Spirit Race, Wan Jiuzhou.

"The three are not slow!"

Soon, another peerless Tianjiao appeared, Yuan Qingyu from the Eighteen Wing Yu clan.

The four peerless heavenly arrogances stood in the sky in four directions, southeast, northwest, and they exuded a powerful aura, tit-for-tat, no one was convinced.

Such a confrontation is suffocating.

However, they didn't really do it in the end. After all, the race for hegemony was about to be held. At that time, there will be opportunities for confrontation. There is no need at all. They are eager for a while.

Such a collision of momentum is more of a temptation to each other.

"Yes! I hope the three of you won't let me down, and can stop me from the power of my tricks." Luo Guangling said lightly, scared to death with a big tone.

Naturally, this makes Wan Jiuzhou, Yuan Qingyu, and Zijiu very upset.

Not to be outdone, the three spoke up.

"Luo Guangling, I advise you to surrender directly when the time comes, so as not to be stepped on by me." Purple ninety minutes ago.

"Hahaha...you gluttony, sooner or later I will tear you up."