"Basically, they are all under the age of twenty. Those over the age of twenty, who can become geniuses, most of them have become gods."
"Twenty years old, just born, with a bright future."
For these god kings, Jiang Zizai is no different from a newborn at their current age.
However, at this age, some people can already see what their future path will be.
Especially the talents in some bloodlines can already be seen, such as Longyan's supreme dragon bloodline.
At the time of the Millennium Grand Ceremony, they happened to be less than twenty years old. This must be a lot of luck, so the number of gods will be several times that of the ancient gods. There are fewer ancient gods.
When they were talking, they asked the ancient gods of each clan to stand up first, and Jiang Zizai and the others walked to the front. It turned out that there were more than forty clans in total, and the total number of ancient gods was only about 200.
Calculated in this way, Guangming Longzun gave all six places to the ancient gods, which is indeed the most among them.
Of course, this shows that the ancient gods brought by other races are all the elites among the elites. They are definitely the first in the whole race in the same age group, and may even be the most talented in each race within a hundred years old. For example, Bai Mu is like this.
"Let's start, the old rules, each clan takes a turn, my Chiyan Dragon Clan comes first, Lin Yan, you go out to challenge first." On the Chiyan Dragon Clan's side, a top god king said with a smile. These people were all scary, but there were too many strong people, and Jiang Zizai didn't know any of them.
When his voice fell, a young man with orange-red long hair came out from the Chiyan Dragon Clan. The young man had strong eyes. He was not very old, but his eyes were very mature and his blood was very strong. Standing in the field, he faced many seniors. , He was neither humble nor overbearing, and said: "Seniors, the junior is named Lin Yan, he is nineteen years old this year, and he has cultivated to the ninth level of the ancient god realm."
Jiang Zizai looked hungry. There were two people from the Chiyan Dragon Clan. This one named Lin Yan should not be the most powerful among them.
But even so, at the age of nineteen, he has cultivated to the ninth level of the ancient god realm, which is already better than Qu Xiyu, but I don't know if his totem is a god-level totem, otherwise, he is similar to Bai Mu.
Lin Yan made the most important self-introduction in life to the Holy Dragon Celestial Clan. After all, the elders basically don't know him.
"Which clan do you want to challenge, Lin Yan?" Someone asked him.
The rules of this martial arts competition are as follows: when it is the turn of a clan to fight, they will send out their own people. The person who comes out can only choose which clan to challenge, but cannot choose who to challenge. The clan being challenged, as long as they are about the same age, Volunteer. Even if there is a difference in age, if both parties are willing, then they can fight.
In fact, there is no need to ask, everyone knows who the people of the Chiyan Dragon Clan will challenge.
Sure enough, Lin Yan looked at a group of men in white clothes with patterns of white flames embroidered on their bodies.
"I want to challenge the genius of the Baiyan Dragon Clan." Lin Yan said.
In the past, among the big clans of the Holy Dragon Celestial Clan, the only dragon clan that mainly controlled flames was the Chiyan Dragon Clan. The White Flame Dragon Clan was separated from the Chiyan Dragon Clan. It was just a small clan at the beginning, but it unexpectedly flourished later, and now it has already entered the big clan. The ranks are comparable to those of the Chiyan Dragon Clan.
The enmity between the two clans has existed since ancient times, so the battle between them is also a very eye-catching contest for ancestor worship. The ancient gods are just an appetizer, and the follow-up gods and gods may even fight to win. Come.
Everyone looked at the Baiyan Dragon Clan. There were also two ancient gods over there. Immediately, a white-clothed boy stood up. The white-clothed boy was clean, with white flames burning in his black eyes. He looked serious and walked towards Lin Yan said, "I, Zhao Lanjun, shall fight."
"Yes." Lin Yan looked at his opponent with fiery eyes. The two had known each other for a long time, and they had probably waited for a long time for this opportunity to confront each other. They all showed a strong fighting spirit.
The elders are happy to watch such a more interesting duel. This confrontation will be interesting.
Before they fought, Jiang Zizai looked at their totems. Both of them were peerless geniuses who had cultivated to the ninth level of the ancient god realm under the age of twenty, and their totems were all god-level totems. This is actually normal, because the difficulty of obtaining a god-level totem is beyond Jiang Zizai's imagination. Few people have a god-level totem before becoming a god.
Lin Yan's totem is a crimson flame dragon. Jiang Zizai finally saw the dragon totem other than the light dragon. The characteristic of the holy dragon family is the gathering of thousands of dragons. It should be an eye-opener for him to watch the battle this time of.
Lin Yan's totem is named: Red Dust Flame Dragon Totem.
In contrast, Zhao Lanjun's totem dragon is a white flame dragon, both of which are burning with fire, facing each other, the red fire is scorching hot, and the white flame is strange.
Zhao Lanjun's totem is called the towering white flame dragon totem, which is also a very top-level totem among the god-level totems.
Next, the two who shouldered the feud contributed a fierce duel to the elders. Although their opponents were children's playthings to the elders, their fighting spirit and fighting competition were real. They are children, but they are all fighting for life and death.
The two are playing desperately, and it is inevitable that they will both hurt each other. In fact, they should be evenly matched. If this continues, they may all be injured. Even if someone wins, it will be a miserable victory. Elephants will definitely be affected.
Jiang Zizai observed it for a while, and found that the ninth level of the ancient god realm is indeed powerful, even if their battle tactics, divine weapons, are nothing to Jiang Zizai, and the divine body is not too strong, but the divine source alone The top strength of the gods is enough to make him daunting. He is now the sixth level of the ancient gods. No matter how powerful the power to destroy the gods is, it is impossible to withstand the bombing of several times, or even close to ten times the power of the ancient gods.
This is equivalent to Jiang Zizai holding a small knife in his hand. The knife is really sharp. If the opponent is holding a wooden stick, no matter how thick the stick is, it may not be better than the knife. But now the opponent is carrying a stick. The pillar smashed down, and the knife couldn't stop it.
Watching this battle, he knew he still had a long way to go.
About a quarter of an hour later, they were close to losing both sides. The elders of both sides would not fight against the ancient gods. It was a peaceful agreement to let them stop.
"The victory or defeat between you depends on who will become the god king first, and it will also depend on who will become the god king sooner in which year in the future. Today's victory or defeat is meaningless." After Lin Yan returned, the elders in the clan So to speak.
"I know, but I still want to win glory for my family." Lin Yan said unwillingly.