Time is like running water, fleeting, and in a flash, nine years have passed, and the long-awaited battle for the ancestral place of countless alien geniuses is about to begin.
Countless gods and evildoers, the young master and the emperor are eager to show their skills on this day and compete for the few top ten places. Even if the hope is slim, they must try their best. Is the ancestral land the source of their alien race? The land of Christmas birth is the largest cave in the foreign land.
As long as they can enter the submerged cultivation once, they can immediately save them hundreds of thousands of years of hard cultivation.
Of course, more people are watching theaters. The battle for ancestral land is the peak feast of the alien Tianjiao. Gathered in the Holy League, the top enchanting Tianjiao is the great saints who saw the dragons without seeing the end in the past. Saint Son and Saint Daughter, all will be there.
Such a grand event, only once in ten thousand years, in the Saint League, as long as it is not in retreat, or the foreign race above the quasi-sacred realm that cannot be walked away, they will all be there to see this peak feast.
The war has not yet begun, and countless foreign powerhouses in all directions are already enthusiastic, gathering in groups one by one, discussing a lot.
"This time, the ten largest places in the Battle of Ancestral Land, I am afraid that there will still be no changes."
"Compared with other saint children and saints, the ten sons of Asura are really too powerful, and they are not on the same level at all."
"The ten evil evildoers were originally talented to surpass the other saint children and saints, and they have always dominated the ancestral land. It is difficult for other saints and saints to beat them."
"I can't see it, you guys have forgotten the heaven-defying monsters of the Starlight Clan. With the perverted potential of the Starlight Young Master, coupled with such a large star source crystal, the horror of its combat power at this time, I am afraid it is Many of the pinnacle semi-sages can be regarded as top-notch, and it is not without the possibility of challenging the ten enchanting evildoers such as the son of Asura."
"Haha... ... this has to wait for him to smoothly refine the Star Origin Crystal. This is nine years, not nine hundred years, let alone nine thousand years. Young Master Starlight wants to follow Saint Asura and the others are fighting, and the next battle of the ancestral land is unlikely to be possible."
"Indeed, it is too difficult to refine that star source crystal in just nine years."
Some foreign races are optimistic about Yang Fan, thinking that he has the power to challenge the son of Asura and other top ten in the last year. However, more foreign race experts still feel that hope is slim. It is not easy to refine Xingyuanjing, especially for such a freshman. Even if the Starlight Master personally refines the star source crystal, it will take thousands of years, and even if the Starlight Young Master is so evil, it is impossible to refine it in such a short period of time. This star source crystal is.
And just relying on the combat power shown nine years ago, if you want to compete with the top ten such as the son of Asura, it may be too low and too low.
You know, the ten evil evildoers have entered the ancestral land a hundred times the last time, and the horror of strength, that is, many pinnacles and semi-sages, are not their opponents.
On the ground floor of the arena, close to the top ten arenas, there are small grandstands with ornate decorations. Each stand can have hundreds of seats, as many as a thousand, no more, no more, a total of forty grandstands.
It is the seats of the thirty-one saints and the top ten top royal families.
As the top of the billions of alien races, it is naturally impossible to be crowded with ordinary alien races.
And because of the Sun, Moon, and Star tribes, it’s as good as wearing a pair of trousers, so they share a stand.
One of the small stands.
Yang Fan sits in the center, and on both sides of it are the Sunlight Young Master Sun Jitian and the Moonlight Young Master Yuehua Shen.
The other holy masters of the three tribes, the half-holy ancestors, surrounded them as if stars arched over the moon.
"Third brother, it seems that they don't think much of you?" Ri Jitian glanced at Yang Fan with some teasing.
But before Yang Fan could speak, the Yuehua God on the right chuckled lightly, and said with a disdain, "Hehe... Brother, a group of frogs at the bottom of the well, how can you understand the talent of the third brother, the younger brothers are a little waiting It’s not time to see their expressions next, it must be wonderful.
Obviously someone had forgotten that when he just learned that Yang Fan had completely refined the star source crystal, it almost fell off his chin.
And not far from Yang Fan and the others, hundreds of people were glaring at them, their eyes were blood red, almost capable of dripping blood, shining with the most tyrannical and cruel murderous intent, if their eyes could kill Yang Fan and the others, Yang Fan and others would have been smashed. Ashes, form and spirit are all destroyed.
It is the strong people of the Canglong clan.
Of course, there are also many saints and saints, the royal family's Tianjiao, looking at Yang Fan with curious eyes. This is the strongest enchantment in the history of their alien race, with great talent potential, and may even be the first holy blood river in ancient times. on.
Time passed like this one minute after another, soon, just a quarter of an hour later.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
One after another, divine light and aura fell from the sky.
The endless air surging, transformed into countless beasts, there are real dragons, there are phoenixes, there are roars in the sky, there are Kunpeng... The weather is full of life and life.
The sky is falling in chaos.
Hundreds of extraordinary and saintly figures were revealed in the boundless divine light.
These people, there are men and women, old and young, but they all have one thing in common, that is, the aura is extremely terrifying, as if the ancient gods came to the world.
Most of the time, they were all peak semi-sages, and the dozen or so people in the lead had reached the strongest semi-sacred realm.
Sun Moon Star Tribal Stand.
"Is this the true background of the Saint League?" Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly when he looked at the hundreds of pinnacle powerhouses, fighting alone, with his current strength, he could easily suppress any of them, but if he swarmed on, it would be He had to run away.
This is not as simple as one plus one equals two. In their Lingwu Sacred Palace, all the saints can't come out, and I'm afraid that the Lingwu Sacred Master will be able to completely suppress them with the power of high-level sacrificial artifacts.
It seems that Xing Wuji still underestimated the Saint League. There are so many peaks and half saints, and the strongest semi saints have appeared so many. Those early and mid-term semi-sages will only be much more, and it is definitely not like Xing Wuji predicted. Normally, there are only three to five hundred people, but it is true, Xing Wuji is the young master of a royal family after all, not even a semi-sage, where is the qualification to know the true background of the Saint League.
Even Xing Wuji is not known about the situation of his own Starlight Clan. According to Xing Wuji’s memory, their Starlight Clan has eight half-saint ancestors. The strongest is his father, the Lord of Starlight, a peak and half-saint. The second is the two semi-sages of the late stage, but now, besides the two semi-sages who are already sitting on the Star Peak, there are five more semi-sages beside him, and even one of them is the peak semi-sage.
If it is only the eight semi-sages, no matter how much attention he is, it is impossible to send such a luxurious lineup.
The Star Clan dominates the Star Mansion, but the half-saint ancestor is indispensable.
According to Yang Fan's estimation, the number of semi-sages of the Starlight Clan might have doubled, and it is very likely that there are even strongest semi-sages.
After three breaths.
The hundreds of pinnacle powerhouses sat down on a high platform in the arena.
"Boom..."
One of the most powerful semi-saints appeared above the ring.
It looked like a god from above, condescendingly overlooking the surroundings, and finally his gaze stayed on the small stand of forty squares.
"I respect the strength of my holy race. I will pay attention to those who are able to go up and down. Today, there is no holy race or royal family. Everything is only about strength. If you want to enter the ancestral land, please use your strength." The voice is like a faint divine sound, fascinating and uncertain, whirling between heaven and earth, "Well, I will stop here, now I invite the Shura saint of the Shura clan, Qingxuanzhen of the Qingxuan clan, and Huaruoman of the flower gods clan.. ... ... Cang Ming of the Canglong clan, Peng Wancheng of the Tianpeng clan, Xuanmo of the Xuanming clan... Lin Xiao of the Jinlin clan, and Hou Chen of the Tianhou clan go to the ring... ... ... .."