"Sword God..."
Mo Wentian's eyes widened and he swallowed.
Sword God, that is the Sword God Continent...
The most terrifying existence!
"Li Tian, I, Mo Wentian, will definitely become a powerful sword god!"
"wait for me… "
A terrifying cold light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
Li Tian, the Sword God is also thinking, if he wants to kill Li Tian, then Mo Wentian must at least reach...
The realm of the sword god!
"I..."
"Nine punches!"
A faint voice sounded in the martial arts arena, and that figure...
Slowly falling from the void onto the martial arts field.
"I've met Lord Jiuchong!"
"I've met Lord Jiuchong!"
…
One after another, figures quickly saluted Jiuchong.
Even the four city lords looked extremely respectful on their faces, not daring to show the slightest disrespect in their eyes!
"Everyone get up!"
Jiu Chong's eyes were calm and calm as his eyes swept over the group of people...
There was no emotion at all in those cold eyes!
"Nine Chong..."
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and this name was remembered in Mo Wentian's mind.
For some reason, Mo Wentian had a premonition.
I will soon communicate with this Jiuchong.
"Order of the Divine Palace!"
"Buzzing..."
Jiuchong, waved his hand slightly.
The next moment, a sword talisman with the color of Jiuyou appeared in the void.
The sword talisman was in the void, emitting a faint dark light.
"There is an order from the Shrine. The Nine Nether List will be opened. The one who wins the top spot can enter the Shrine!"
"And give me a divine secret!"
An indifferent voice slowly sounded in the martial arts field.
"Shrine..."
"Divine Secret!"
A pair of eyes lit up instantly.
"Boss, you are so majestic, I want to be..."
"The supreme demon god!"
Xiaojiao looked at Jiuzhong, his eyes instantly lit up.
In a word, no one dares to resist even half a step. This is the majesty of the strong sword god!
"Awesome..."
Mo Wentian smiled faintly, relying on Xiaojiao's talent...
Entering the realm of demon gods is not without opportunities!
"The battle for the Nine Nether List does not limit any means. Now I declare..."
"The fight for the rankings begins!"
"Boom..."
As the last word of Jiuzhong fell, the Void Divine Palace Order suddenly started to tremble.
Immediately, a thousand-foot arena was formed in the void.
"Nine Nether Rooftop!"
The four ancient words exude a breath of eternity!
"Wow..."
"The Nine Nether Rankings are open. This time, I, Yuan Chong, must enter the top fifty!"
"I want to be in the top ten!"
"Ouch..."
…
The entire martial arts arena was boiling with excitement, and the voices were filled with excitement.
"Mo Wentian..."
In the heavenly courtyard, Youlong's eyes are indifferent and cold...
Stare hard at Mo Wentian!
"It's him… "
Feeling Youlong's cold eyes, Mo Wentian's eyes...
It also suddenly fell on Youlong.
"bump!"
Their eyes met, and terrifying power spread in the void.
The next moment in the martial arts arena, it became silent again. Even Jiuchong...
His eyes also glanced over Mo Wentian.
"Five false gods..."
"The Sword Emperor's state of perfection!"
A bright light flashed in Jiu Chong's eyes.
The next moment, he calmed down again. The difference between the Sword Emperor and the fifth level false god was really...
Too far!
"The battle for the Nine Nether List starts from each house!"
"Same as in previous years, this time for the Jiuyou Battle, each of the four houses can only select twenty-five people, for a total of one hundred people from the four houses!"
At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly came, and the next moment...
A beautiful figure appeared on the ring.
"It's Lord You Xi!"
"You Xi, the top player in the Nine Nethers last term!"
"You Xi, aw aw aw..."
…
There were exclamations one after another, and the martial arts arena was filled with excitement.
"Youxi!"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, the people appearing on the ring...
It was You Xi, the disciple of the Divine Palace who appeared in Xuanyuan!
"Each academy selects disciples, start now!"
The clear voice came again, and on the stage, You Xi seemed to be aware of Mo Wentian's eyes.
His eyes fell on Mo Wentian.
"His cultivation..."
"Is the Sword Emperor perfect?"
You Xi frowned slightly.
Last time in Xuanyuan, Mo Wentian had reached the peak of the Sword Emperor.
After such a long time, Mo Wentian actually...
The realm of perfection in the realm of talent
"There are many nine-star potentials in the Four Cities, but he is mediocre..."
"It's normal!"
A haughty smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, You Xi didn't...
Continue to observe Mo Wentian!
"Senior Brother Mo, this is the list of disciples that I have arranged for the battle. Please take a look at it!"
Next to him, Mo Bai handed a list to Mo Wentian.
“List…”
Mo Wentian glanced at the list.
Then, he turned his head again.
"Go ahead, Xuanyuan disciples, just do your best, and..."
"Be careful of Tianyuan!"
Mo Wentian's faint voice sounded in the void.
"Try your best?"
"Be careful of Tianyuan!"
Mo Bai's body shook slightly, and then he said quickly.
"Senior Brother Mo, don't worry, this time our Xuanyuan..."
"I will never let Senior Brother Mo down!"
"Go down and tell the disciples on the list to follow me to fight against the Nine Netherworld Rankings!"
"Yes Yes… "
…
One after another, figures stood out from the Xuanyuan.
A quarter of an hour later.
In the four courtyards, all the disciples stood up!
Four courtyards, a total of one hundred people.
There are twenty-five people in each courtyard.
"Let me tell you, Lord You Xi, that the selection of my Huangyuan disciples has been completed!"
"The selection of my Xuanyuan disciples has been completed!"
"The selection of disciples from the Earth Academy has been completed!"
…
Voices sounded from above the arena.
You Xi glanced at everyone with satisfaction.
"The selection has been made, let's start drawing lots!"
"There are fifty pieces in total drawn. Those who draw the same number will go to the ring to challenge!"
An indifferent voice came, and the next moment, figures flew onto the ring one after another.
In the center of the arena is an altar with fifty small balls placed on it.
"Mo Wentian, this time I will..."
"I'll make your life worse than death!"
Just as Mo Wentian flew onto the ring, a sinister voice suddenly came from the side.
Mo Wentian turned his head and took a look.
It is the ghost dragon of Tianyuan.
"Is life worse than death?"
Mo Wentian glanced at Youlong lightly, wanting to kill him Mo Wentian...
Just rely on the ghost dragon in front of you
"I am waiting… "
With a calm word, Mo Wentian walked towards the altar in the center.
"Wait!"
The murderous intent in Youlong's eyes was extremely terrifying.
Too arrogant, he is already a fifth-level pseudo-god expert, but Mo Wentian...
But he didn't put him in his eyes at all.
"Mo Wentian, I would like to take a look..."
"What are you going to do to stop me this time?"
Youlong's eyes were extremely cold. This time, he was confident.
He beheaded Mo Wentian on the ring. He didn't believe Mo Wentian's Sword Emperor's cultivation...
It can block his fifth-level pseudo-god cultivation!
"Boss, this ghost dragon..."
"Too self-righteous!"
On the ring, Little Ball stretched out his little head and looked at Youlong with disdain.