Three days later.

The main square in the center of the Phantom First Stage.

A huge platform rises out of the blue.

At this time, hundreds of thousands of warriors gathered here.

Today is the day of the battle for the throne of the Honored One.

Directly above the Phantom Stage, a seat that emitted a purple-white glow appeared.

That's the Holy Throne!

He wants to sit on the throne of the Holy Venerable and complete the eleven-star sign-in task.

For him, it was only a matter of time before he sat on this throne.

In other words, the battle for the Saint Venerable Throne he participated in was at most a process.

After all, the battle for the throne of the Holy Venerable is the leader of the major forces, so they compete one-on-one.

In the one-on-one competition, looking at the entire Sanctuary, there was no one who was his opponent.

He doesn't need to be in a hurry about signing in.

Seeing this, a man with long brown-red hair stood in the center of the Phantom Stage.

Seeing him say to everyone, "The battle for the Holy Venerable Throne will begin in an hour, and the battle for the Holy Venerable Throne is only qualified to participate in the leadership of the forces, and if the rules are violated, they will be expelled from the Phantom Throne area!"

The rules of the competition, and the number of appearances in the competition, have been arranged.

In the battle for the Saint Venerable Throne, Fang Hao actually had to conduct ten competitions.

He had to win ten battles before he could compete with Wang Yang for the final Saint Venerable Throne.

As for the other forces, at most, they have arranged eight competitions, and they will be able to compete with Wang Yang for the throne of the Holy Venerable.

In fact, there are two more competitions, and they are not in the way at all.

After all, for him, this competition is just a walk-around process.

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An hour later.

Fang Hao ascended to the top of the martial platform.

And his opponent is the leader of a third-rate force.

This person's cultivation is not low, and he is in the ninth level of the Holy Extreme Realm.

However, the martial artist of the ninth level of the Holy Extreme Realm could not pose any threat to him at all.

Even if this person has a magic weapon, he can't help Fang Hao.

Of course, in the battle for the Holy Venerable Throne, the martial artist can use any means to seize the Holy Venerable Throne.

As long as you have the ability!

Even if you use poison, you can do it.

Whatever you do, as long as you can win.

Of course, both martial arts competitions are solved by force.

Fang Hao's opponent, although his cultivation was only the ninth level of the Holy Extreme Realm, his whole body exuded an eerie aura.

Even if he had any evil schemes, or used poison, Fang Hao was not worried at all.

You know, he has a physique that is invincible to all poisons.

No matter what kind of poison it is, it has no effect on him.

"I know who you are!"

The one who said this was Fang Hao's opponent.

Hearing this, Fang Hao said calmly: "So what? Could it be that you can still threaten me?"

At least half of the martial artists present knew that Fang Hao was a young saint master from the Desolate Ancient Sacred Domain.

But so what?

"The old man admires your courage very much, as the young holy master of the dignified Ancient Ancient Sacred Domain, you dare to come to the Impossible Sacred Domain, but the Impossible Sacred Domain is a lawless place, even if you die in my hands, the people of the Ancient Ancient Sacred Domain can't help me!"

When this person said this, he actually wanted to make Fang Hao retreat.

He also thought that Fang Hao would be afraid of death, so he gave up the fight for the Holy Venerable Throne.

It can only be said that when he said this, he seemed a little naïve.

Fang Hao smiled faintly and said: "The martial artists who are in the Impossible Sacred Realm are all lawless, you and I are, besides, your words are useless to me, let's take action!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man stopped talking, but directly attacked Fang Hao.

The martial artists present were not surprised at all that Fang Hao was the Young Saint Lord of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Domain.

Not all martial artists knew in advance that Fang Hao was the Young Holy Lord of the Ancient Ancient Sacred Domain, but in the Impossible Sacred Domain, but many martial artists with the identity of the Young Holy Lord had come to the Impossible Holy Domain.

Moreover, in this Impossible Sacred Realm, even Wang Yang may be a descendant of the former Young Holy Lord.

After all, almost all the martial artists and forces in the Impossible Sacred Domain had fled here from the Eighteen Sacred Domains.

After their failure to capture the Holy Lord, they followed their master and came to this Impossible Sanctuary.

For them, it's the only place they can stay.

Therefore, even if everyone knew that Fang Hao was the Young Saint Lord of the Ancient Ancient Sacred Domain, they would not be polite to him, of course, he was just an outlaw when he appeared here.

Rumble!

In an instant, the middle-aged man was directly knocked away by Fang Hao's palm.

The eyes of the crowd widened.

Of course, they knew that Fang Hao's cultivation was at the sixth level in the Saint Extreme Realm.

And what they were surprised was not that Fang Hao was able to fight beyond the level, but that they had seen with their own eyes the strength of a demonic genius that was rare in 10,000 years.

"I know that his father has become the strongest martial artist in the Holy Domain more than a hundred years ago, but I don't know that his son is even more terrifying, just the sixth level of cultivation in the Holy Extreme Realm, he can cross the triple cultivation, so as to defeat the alliance leader of the Python Alliance in one move!"

"Could it be that he still has the ability to seize the Holy Venerable Throne?"

"Also, even if he is the most demonic genius martial artist in the Holy Domain, but in front of the leader of the first-class forces in our Phantom Hu Region, it is not worth mentioning, not to mention that he has the ability to compete with Wang Yang of the Wang family for the throne of the Holy Venerable!"

"It's definitely impossible now, but it's hard to say in the future, if this son's cultivation breaks through to the ninth level of the Holy Extreme Realm, I'm afraid he can really match Wang Yang, but now he is just the leader of the third-rate forces. ”

All the martial artists would not deny that Fang Hao was the most demonic genius martial artist in the Holy Domain.

It's just that no matter how demonic a genius martial artist is, it is impossible to cross the fourfold cultivation and defeat the powerhouse Wang Yang who is at the ninth peak of the Holy Extreme Realm.

As for whether Fang Hao can do it, it's not up to them to decide.

Moreover, the extent of Fang Hao's demonic iniquity was also beyond their imagination.

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Another two hours passed.

Among them, sixty percent of the leaders of third-rate forces gave up the competition for the throne of the Holy Venerable.

They knew they couldn't win, and there was a high chance they would fall here, so they gave up.

Those third-rate forces were originally only there to participate in the competition of forces, and as for the competition for the throne of the Holy Venerable, it had "nothing to do" with them.

It was such a coincidence that Fang Hao's next two opponents both gave up the competition for the Saint Venerable Throne.

In other words, he will next start a competition for the throne with the leaders of the first- and second-rate forces.

Now.

On the martial platform.

A woman in red appeared.

The woman looked to be about thirty years old, but in fact, she was already over a thousand years old.

And this woman's cultivation is re-cultivated in the ninth of the Holy Extreme Realm.

Even if she is not a powerhouse at the ninth peak of the Holy Extreme Realm, her strength should not be underestimated.

But her opponent is Fang Hao!