。 Yang Xinling climbed the stone platform next to Tang Zheng, and saw that his furnace was a nine-dragon carved gold god furnace, exuding a brilliant golden light, with a solemn treasure, and the material was much better than Tang Zheng's Nuwa furnace.

Tang Zheng's heart sank, Yang Xinling stood next to him, he felt the unparalleled pressure, his shoulders seemed to be carrying two mountains, his chest was stuffy, and he couldn't breathe.

"Dry Zen Buddha Sword, Emperor!"

Tang Zheng pinched a handprint, the second primordial god in his brain opened, a golden Buddha holding a Buddha sword, guarding his sea of knowledge, and a solemn Buddha light also appeared on the back of his head, dispelling the coercion shrouded by Yang Xinling.

Yang Xinling was slightly startled, only to see that Tang Zheng's treasure was solemn, and if he was supported by the Holy Buddha, people did not dare to look up.

"I thought this kid could only do magic skills, but it turned out that he also had a secret method of Buddhism."

Yang Xinling was surprised for a while, it is not easy to cultivate Buddha and demons, and it is easy to cause conflicts.

"This kid can be called a once-in-a-century genius, so it's better to kill him as soon as possible, lest he grow stronger in the future and become a scourge."

Yang Xinling's expression calmed down, he had already moved to kill, Tang Zheng was just a dead man in his eyes.

Yang Xinling's cultivation was much higher than Tang Zheng's, and Tang Zheng couldn't capture his murderous aura, but in the dark, Tang Zheng's true hearing Buddha ear also heard a trace of danger.

Tang Zheng glanced at Yang Xinling vigilantly, secretly vigilant in his heart:

"Could it be that Yang Xinling wants to kill me? His strength is much higher than mine, and if he really fights, I will never be his opponent. ”

Tang Zheng's palms were slightly sweaty, he shook his head, and comforted himself and thought:

"It shouldn't be, Yang Xinling is a dignified Son of Heaven, and his reputation is spread all over the world, so he can't worry about being a beginner disciple of mine."

Tang Zheng thought wildly, time passed little by little, the contestants rushed to the square one after another, they were all ready to take the stage, and the guests from all over the world sat down one after another, talking excitedly about this grand event.

Tang Zheng raised his eyes and saw the contestants in the square, dense, with no end in sight, at least 400,000 people, and the number of spectators on the sidelines was even more terrifying, so many people, even if it was a town, it might not be able to accommodate it.

However, the Hall of Elders of the Numerarch Guild has fused the primordial god of the Emperor of the Void Realm, and has an endless void, as if it is a small universe, and no matter how many people can accommodate it.

The audience and the contestants had already arrived, and when the time for the conference to start was up, a loud bell rang, and the guests from all over the world quieted down, looking at the meeting of the Wizard Guild.

Han Zhengfeng sat in the center of the VIP seat, he was wearing a moon-white life magician elder robe, his beard was white, his expression was serene, and as the bell rang, he also slowly stood up and said loudly:

"I announce that this year's Numerary Assessment Contest has officially begun!"

When the words fell, the audience applauded, cheered, and boiled.

As Han Zhengfeng announced the start of the competition, all the contestants in the audience became busy, and everyone sacrificed their fires one after another and began to nervously refine their souls.

Tang Zheng flicked his fingers, and the blue-white Northern Darkness Cold Fire floated out and fell into the Nuwa furnace.