When Lu Yiping and the others came to Feilong City, Feilong City was extremely lively. The surrounding area of Feilong City was filled with spaceships from various super sects.
This is the first time in millions of years since the death of the Barbarian Dragon Lord that the God Realm has held a conference of all races.
After millions of years, the conference of all races was held again with unprecedented grandeur.
"The Lord of Yin and Yang has arrived!"
"The Lord of Seven Leaves has arrived!"
"The Lord of the Starry Sky has arrived!"
In the sky above Feilong City, the news of the arrival of the powerful master was heard from time to time at the Ten Thousand Races Conference.
The strong men who came to participate in the conference of all races were shocked in their hearts when they heard the names of their masters.
Some of these masters became famous tens of millions of years ago, and some have not been born for a thousand or two thousand years, but now they come to participate in this conference of all races.
For example, when the Lord of the Starry Sky and the Lord of the Wild Dragon were in charge of the God Realm, they were unable to invite them. However, this time the Ten Thousand Races Conference was born.
Many masters who had not been born for ten to twenty million years were born one after another at this meeting of all races. Many sect leaders, family heads and ancestors also noticed something strange.
"Lord Du'e, Lord Da Luo has arrived!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
The originally noisy Ten Thousand Races Conference suddenly became quiet.
Lord Du'e, Lord Da Luo, two supreme Lords joined forces, especially Lord Du'e, like the Lord of the Eight Desolations, he was the right-hand man of the Lord of the Wild Dragons back then. Now he has an army of tens of millions, and divides the divine world with the Lord of the Eight Desolations. , ruling countless continents.
Not long after Lord Du'e and Lord Da Luo arrived, suddenly, the voice sounded again, and it was trembling abnormally: "Master Zhu Ling, the Saint of Golden Thunder in the Immortal Realm, and Master Dingtian have arrived!"
In the main hall of the Ten Thousand Races Assembly, all the major masters who had arrived were shocked and stood up suddenly.
"What, Master Zhu Ling, the Saint of Golden Thunder in the Immortal Realm!"
And he came with the Lord of Dingtian!
Even the Lord of Bahuang, Lord Du'e, and Lord Daluo also stood up in shock.
But immediately, the faces of Lord Bahuang and Lord Due darkened. Lord Dingtian and the Saint of Golden Thunder came together, undoubtedly with the support of the Lord of Immortal Realm.
This cast a shadow over the two of them.
The Lord of the Eight Desolations took a deep breath and said to the Lords of all parties: "Everyone, let's go out together to meet Lord Zhu Ling, the Saint of Golden Thunder!" After saying that, he walked side by side with Lord Du'e and Lord Da Luo and left the hall. , the masters of all parties followed closely behind the three of them.
As soon as everyone left the hall, they saw a figure coming out of the sky from the north gate of Feilong City. The aura of light bloomed and the heavenly dragons wrapped around it. It was Zhu Ling, the Saint of Golden Thunder. Behind Zhu Ling, he was followed by the Lord of Dingtian and nearly a hundred powerful men. , these nearly a hundred strong men are all masters!
Lord Bahuang and Lord Du'e felt their hearts sink when they saw nearly a hundred Lords behind Lord Dingtian.
The two suppressed their surprise and quickly stepped forward to meet Zhu Ling, the Saint of Golden Thunder. After arriving in front of Zhu Ling, the two of them and Daluo and the other masters saluted one after another.
Zhu Ling, the Saint of Golden Thunder, looked at Bahuang, Du'e, Daluo and others, and said with a smile: "I heard that the God Realm held a meeting of all races, and Zhu Ling came uninvited. Wouldn't you be surprised?"
The Lord of the Eight Desolations quickly waved his hand: "Master Zhu Ling's coming is an honor for the God Realm. It's not too late for us to be happy."
Zhu Ling smiled: "That's good."
Then, with the welcome of many masters, he arrived at the meeting of all races, entered the main hall, and sat on the main seat.
After Zhu Ling sat down, everyone dared to sit down.
Because Zhu Ling came, everyone spoke cautiously, and for a while, the hall felt a little depressed.
After a while, it was time for the Ten Thousand Races Conference to start.
One of Bahuang's subordinate masters came behind Bahuang and said carefully: "Sir, the time has come for the Ten Thousand Races Conference to start, but Lord Tianyu hasn't come yet."
The Tianyu in his mouth is the Lord of Tianyu. Like the Lord of the Eight Desolations, the Lord of Due, and the Lord of Dingtian, he is also the right-hand man of the Lord of the Wild Dragon. Now he divides the God Realm with the Lord of the Eight Desolations and occupies countless continents in the north of the God Realm.
The Lord of the Eight Desolations frowned and said, "Since Tian Yu didn't come, there's no need to wait for him. The Ten Thousand Races Conference will start as scheduled."
His subordinates should be respectful.
The Lord of the Eight Desolations stood up, bowed to Zhu Ling, clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "Lord Zhu Ling, the time has come for the opening of the Ten Thousand Races Conference. Let Lord Zhu Ling open this Ten Thousand Races Conference."
Zhu Ling waved her hands and smiled: "This is your God Realm Ten Thousand Races Conference. It's not appropriate for me, a person from the Immortal Realm, to open it. It's better for you to open it."
Then he said: "I think this conference of all races will be opened by Dingtian."
The Lord of the Eight Desolations' smile froze, and then he looked ugly. At the same time, there was anger in his heart. This time he summoned all races and held a conference of all races. Now Zhu Ling asked the Lord of Dingtian to open the conference of all races
Everyone couldn't help but look at the Lord Dingtian.
Lord Dingtian stood up with a smile on his face, bowed and said: "Dingtian would like to obey Lord Zhu Ling's order."
Zhu Ling nodded and smiled, looking at the Lords of the Eight Desolations, Lord Du'e, and Lord Daluo, and then said: "Millions of years ago, the Lord of the Wild Dragon died, leaving the God Realm without a master. There were constant wars. The Immortal Lord was concerned. The God Realm wants your God Realm to re-elect the Lord of the God Realm. I think Lord Dingtian is suitable, what do you think?"
After Zhu Ling finished speaking, the hall fell silent.
No one dared to interface for a while.
The Lord of the Eight Desolations forced a smile and said: "Master Zhu Ling, the God Realm has been without a master for many years. It is indeed time to elect a new Lord of the God Realm. However, I think that the position of the Lord of the God Realm must not only be virtuous and talented. You have both, and your strength needs to be recognized by everyone.”
Zhu Ling smiled when he heard this: "You mean, if we hold a competition, the strongest person can take the position of the Lord of the God Realm?"
"That's exactly what it should be." The Lord of the Eight Desolations said with a smile. When he said this, a battle platform appeared in his hand.
When this battle platform appeared, the energy of chaos filled the air, thunder and light alternated, and the earth, wind, water, and fire rolled.
"The ultimate innate treasure, the beginningless battle platform!" the Lord of the Starry Sky said in surprise.
"Yes, this is the beginningless battle platform of the ancient heaven." The Lord of the Eight Desolations said with a smile: "This battle platform, once the beginningless formation is activated, can withstand the power of the master, even the supreme master will have no problem fighting in it. ." Then he threw it high into the sky.
The Wushi Battle Platform was located in the sky above Feilong City. Once it rose, it expanded into a radius of 100,000 miles. The power of the best innate treasure filled the air, with thunder, wind, and various forces sweeping across the world.
Zhu Ling looked at Lord Dingtian, Lord Du'e, and Lord Daluo, his face as usual: "What do you think?"
Lord Dingtian smiled and said: "The Lord of the Eight Desolations makes sense. To sit on the position of Lord of the God Realm, your strength must be recognized by everyone. I agree with the suggestion of the Lord of the Eight Desolations."
The ruler of Du'e, the ruler of Daluo, the ruler of the starry sky, and the ruler of Yin and Yang all nodded.
Zhu Ling smiled and said: "In that case, I will be a fair person for you. I will compete later and use various methods. It only matters whether I win or lose. Who among you will compete first?"
The Lord of Dingtian rose from the sky, landed on the Wushi Battle Platform, and stood proudly: "I'll come first!" At this point, light surged all over his body, and the aura of the Supreme Lord was released, covering the world. At the same time, the power of the Great Dao on his body The energy condensed into formation symbols.
Seeing the formation talisman condensed with the energy of the Great Dao on Lord Dingtian's body, whether it was Bahuang, Du'e, or Da Luo, their expressions changed: "Array of the Great Dao!"
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