The future Giant Wood God King!

Zhang Heng's pupils contracted suddenly, and he thought that by showing his talents, he could instantly enter the sight of those strong people and gain a good status.

But he never thought that he could actually have something to do with the position of the god king!

You know, he's a human himself......

How strange would it be for a human race to sit in the position of the god-king?

However, he also figured out one thing, why did Na Goering not hesitate to give Zhang Heng a generous gift...... He had already seen that there were tens of thousands of soul stones in the ring, and these soul stones, similar to spirit stones, were all used for cultivation, but their rarity was even greater than that of spirit stones, so it was conceivable that this was almost half of Goering's savings.

He was willing to take it out and formed a good relationship with Zhang Heng, which naturally had a purpose.

Now it seems that this is a long-term investment, if Zhang Heng can sit in the position of the god king, he will make a lot of money.

"Why, didn't you think of it?" The old man of the tree slave sat on a wooden chair, sighed, and said: "His Royal Highness the God King is old after all, even if it is a towering giant tree, there will be a day when it withers, he is old, but the giant wood god clan will continue, so he is already looking for a successor." ”

"Am I the successor?" asked Zhang Heng.

"I'm not sure if I can become a god or not, it depends on whether I can stand out in the next competition. The old man said with a smile.

"What kind of competition?" Zhang Heng's eyes flickered.

"For the supreme position of God King, of course, it is a struggle of life and death!" said the old man of the tree slave.

"How much of my competitor?" Zhang Heng had a headache, the plan was deviated again, he didn't expect that he would be involved in this kind of turmoil.

This is the same as the ancient prince who wanted to seize the heir, it belongs to the kind of cruel battle of either death or death.

No wonder Ling Tianhou's attitude was imminent, he didn't dare to mention it openly, and he also hinted that Zhang Heng would come to the old man of the tree slave.

This is a smart act, and it is not a wise move at any time to get involved in the battle for succession.

Ling Tianhou is naturally the same, as a Tianhou, it is very important for him to protect himself, after the new God King comes out, he only needs to go to see him, and he doesn't want to get involved in other things, so as not to burn himself.

But other weather may not have such thoughts, as the old man said at this moment.

There are nineteen competitors, some of whom are geniuses who have emerged in the past hundred years, and the other part is directly the descendants of various celestial candidates, who are extraordinarily talented, and after training, each has the posture of a dragon and tiger, and is the biggest favorite to take over the throne of the god king...... Rather, it is the twentieth place. ”

Really!

Zhang Heng's heart sank, among these inheritors, there is also a second ancestor with a good status, under the premise that their father is the backstage, they are naturally one step ahead of others, and they are the most likely to take over the throne of the god king.

"This kind of battle is too complicated and too troublesome, if you can't get involved, you won't get involved......" Zhang Heng immediately surged a thought.

However, he was seen through by the old man of the tree slave, and he chuckled and said.

"Since the God King passed down the decree and recruited him into the royal city, there has been no way out, in fact, the other nineteen inheritors have already set their sights on it and know about the existence...... The will of the God King cannot be disobeyed, and in the end, our twenty successors will go through many competitions, and in the end, only one person will be able to succeed in ascending to the throne!"

"And everyone else, they are all losers, and there is only one end for losers. ”

In the end, the old man sighed.

And Zhang Heng's brows were unabashedly furrowed.

Ever since he entered the Protoss, he has found that his plans have always failed to keep up with the changes.

At the beginning, he thought that he wanted to rely on military merits to get to the top, so he made a skinning envoy and swept the black prison.

But he didn't expect that the city lord of Shacheng had a strange personality, and he didn't give him his due status because of this, but instead had the intention of suppressing him.

Then, he found another way, showed his cultivation talent, and used the tree ancestor as a medium to enter the vision of the big man.

The result?

But he was involved in the battle for the throne of the god king!

Zhang Heng only felt that he and this god clan were simply incompatible, and he had always had no last resort, but he miscalculated here again and again.

"Just like the old man of the tree slave, I have no way out, do I really want to be the so-called god son?" Zhang Heng muttered in his heart, quite confused.

"Get ready to compete, this is the message that Ling Tianhou wants to convey through my old mouth. The old man sighed again and said.

"Dare to ask the seniors, what form is this so-called competition, and when will it begin? And I, what do I need to do?" Zhang Heng pondered for a while and asked.

The old man of the tree slave had a pure heart, and asked him if he would not get a false answer, this was a rare opportunity, and Zhang Heng needed to figure out the ins and outs.

"Each of the inheritors is the strength of the Earth Soul Realm, and there are several strong points among them, all of them are the Great Perfection of the Earth Soul Realm, and they can enter the Heavenly Soul Realm at any time, the reason why they do not break through is for this competition, according to the instructions of the God King, only the clansmen of the Earth Soul Realm can participate in the competition, and the specific form is divided into three steps, first, awaken the natal talent!"

The old man of the tree slave did not shirk, he also wanted to explain to Zhang Heng, so he opened his mouth without hurrying.

"Natal talent?" Zhang Heng's eyes flashed.

He thought of the Protoss he had killed, starting with the servants of the Three-Eyed Divine Clan at the beginning, and it seemed that each of them had natural powers.

"The Earth Soul Realm is the time to awaken the innate supernatural powers, and if you want to awaken the supernatural powers, you must be recognized by the tree ancestor, and when the time comes, the number of shaking leaves of the tree ancestor will be used as the benchmark to judge whether the innate supernatural powers are strong or not...... In addition to the first step, you need to enter the Giant Wood Fantasy Realm, pass several tests inside, and then, the last step, fight!"

The old man shook his head and said.

"Geniuses are like raising Gu, fighting to the end, only one can get out alive, and this one is the Son of God!"

Zhang Heng nodded slowly, but he understood.

This kind of competition, one looks at the talent, the second looks at the means, and the third is the luck, if you can really get through, then you can be a god.

I have to say that this method of selecting materials for the Giant Wood God King is indeed bloody enough.

The first step is to test talent, which is actually a grade.

Those who have obtained strong talents will inevitably be targeted by everyone, and the others, eighty percent, will unite to solve this person.

Whether or not you can get through it depends on the person's means!

"There isn't much time, after seven days, it will begin, during this period, you don't need to do anything, just practice calmly, and when the time comes, someone will guide you. The old man said.

Zhang Heng got up and saluted him.

"Thank you seniors for your doubts. ”

The old man waved his hand and sighed one after another, in his opinion, this way of selecting materials is very tragic, and many geniuses will die.

Unfortunately, he's just a tree slave, and his thoughts don't influence anything.

Zhang Heng left the wooden house and met with Ling Tianhou.

Ling Tianhou became even more indifferent, he didn't communicate with Zhang Heng, as if he wanted to express his position in this way.

However, he still did what he had to do perfectly, and sent Zhang Heng to a magnificent palace.

"This is where you will live for the next seven days. ”

After Ling Tianhou finished speaking, he turned around and left.

At the moment of turning around, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes, in his opinion, this little guy with the same background as himself must be the one who was eliminated.

He has no backstage, and he is from a humble background, and he has just come to the royal city, and before he has figured out the specific things, he is about to embark on a bloody road that can only move forward, not retreat.

So cruel, how could he go to the end?

The explosion of talent will not gain benefits, but destruction.

Zhang Hengmu saw Ling Tianhou leave and stepped into the temple.

The moment he entered, he felt a lightness under his feet, as if he had arrived in another world.

When I looked up, I saw nineteen people sitting cross-legged around me.

The moment Zhang Heng came in, their eyes looked at each other.

Zhang Heng knew that they should be his competitors, so he didn't say a word, found a vacancy, and sat down.

But at this time, a slightly chubby young protoss said lightly.

"Wait. ”