However, before going to the UFO Demon Land, Huang Xiaolong still planned to take a stroll around this extraterritorial demon battlefield to see if he could find the Hongmeng Qi.

Hongmeng's parasitic trick is one of his biggest dependencies, if he can break through the third layer, then he doesn't have to worry about the selection competition of the Creation Emperor Palace.

So, Huang Xiaolong put away the Heavenly Martial Treasure, turned it into a ring, and put it on his finger, although it looked a little strange, like a flat spinning top, but no one thought that the spatial ring on his hand would be the Heavenly Martial Treasure.

Huang Xiaolong replied to Master Zhao Lei, confirming his safety and briefly talking about his experience in the extraterritorial demon battlefield for more than ten years.

Of course, Huang Xiaolong only said that he had obtained a certain treasure and his strength had improved a lot, but he did not say that it was the Heavenly Martial Treasure and did not mention that he had broken through the God King Realm.

Just when Huang Xiaolong was riding the Golden Horn Calf, Xiang Xun and the others in the extraterritorial demon battlefield to find the Hongmeng Qi, Zhao Lei, who was far away in the Creation Emperor Palace, received a letter from Huang Xiaolong.

Zhao Lei's divine sense swept the letter that Huang Xiaolong replied, and after confirming that Huang Xiaolong was safe, he was relieved, as for the strength that Huang Xiaolong said in the letter had improved a lot, Zhao Lei didn't take it to heart.

He turned his head and saw that the disciple behind him, Chen Hao, was also staring at the letter with a concerned expression, and couldn't help but hand the letter to Chen Hao: "Your junior brother replied that he is very safe in the extraterritorial demon battlefield now, so we don't have to worry." ”

Chen Hao respectfully took the talisman, his consciousness swept away, and after seeing the content of Huang Xiaolong's talisman, he was also relieved.

"Master, after the Heavenly Court announced the time of this Heavenly Court Battle, Zhou Chen's old guy proposed that only the top 1,000 disciples in the selection competition could represent the Creation Emperor Palace to participate in the Heavenly Court Battle, which is clearly aimed at our Senior Brother Huang. Immediately, Chen Hao couldn't help but say, "He knows that with the strength of our junior disciples, it will be impossible to enter the top 1,000 in our Creation Emperor Palace selection competition within ten years." ”

Zhou Chen was mentioned. Zhao Lei's face was also cold, and he said: "That old guy's thoughts, how could I not know the door master." ”

"Then you and the door master, how can you agree?" Chen Hao was stunned.

Zhao Lei muttered: "This battle of the Heavenly Court will be held in a hundred years, even if your junior brother's talent is no longer demonic. After a hundred years, at most, you can only break through to the early stage of the third order of the God King, and in the middle stage, with the strength of your junior brother, even if you represent the Creation Emperor Palace to participate in this battle of Heavenly Court, not to mention the first 100,000, even if you have 200,000, 300,000 will not be able to squeeze in, your junior brother is the Supreme King, if you even have 200,000 in the Battle of Heavenly Court. If you can't squeeze in 300,000, what will others think of your junior brother, and what will they think of the Emperor Palace?"

Chen Hao said silently.

"Moreover, in this battle of Heavenly Court, Heavenly Court has let go of many conditions that did not exist before, such as as emperor-level geniuses, anyone under 100,000 bone age can participate, and this battle of Heavenly Court. Regardless of life or death! Just win or lose! There are many genius disciples who are jealous of your junior talent, and they will be in the ring when the time comes. I'm afraid that I will make a heavy hand or even kill your junior brother, if something goes wrong with your junior brother, then won't the sect master and I become sinners in the Creation Emperor Palace?" Zhao Lei said: "Since your junior brother has no hope of winning a good ranking at that time, so, out of protection for him, the sect master and I both think that it is better for him not to participate." also agreed to Zhou Chen's old guy's suggestion. ”

Chen Hao was unwilling to say: "It's just like this, it's cheaper than Zhou Chen's old guy." ”

According to the rules of the Creation Emperor Palace, whoever performed the best in the Battle of Heaven and ranked the highest would be able to receive an amazing reward from the Creation Emperor Palace.

And now the Emperor Palace is now the strongest. Liu Yong, an emperor-level genius disciple under 100,000 bone ages, is the personal disciple of Yan Ying, the master of the Snow Moon Palace, that is, Zhou Chen's registered disciple grandson.

Thinking of Liu Yong's dazzling performance in the Battle of Heavenly Court at that time, and the smug smiles of Zhou Chen and Yan Ying, the hall master of the Snow Moon Palace, Chen Hao felt a little angry in his heart.

At this time, outside the Creation God Realm, in a certain palace of Zhou Chen, there were several disciples of the Creation Emperor Palace kneeling in front of Zhou Chen, and Yan Ying, the hall master of the Snow Moon Palace, and Sun Shihai were standing next to them.

Those disciples of the Creation Emperor Palace were all the personal disciples of Yan Ying, the master of the Snow Moon Palace, and all of them were under 100,000 bone ages, and they were all God King Rank 9 or above, and they were expected to be able to compete for a good ranking in the Battle of Heavenly Court in a hundred years.

Kneeling in the center was none other than Liu Yong, who was in the late stage of the Tenth Order of the God King.

"These are the top-grade chaos elixirs given to you by your ancestors, you go back, you have to work hard to cultivate, and strive to make another breakthrough in strength within a hundred years, especially Liu Yong, I hope you can win the top 100 places in the battle of Heavenly Court by then, and win glory for the Emperor Palace of Creation and Glory. Zhou Chen instructed Liu Yong: "At that time, not only will the Emperor Palace of Creation be rewarded, but the ancestor will also reward you heavily, and at that time, if you can win the top 100 places in the battle of the Heavenly Court, the ancestor will make an exception to accept you as a registered disciple!"

Registered disciple!

Liu Yong's face was ecstatic, and he bowed respectfully and said, "Please rest assured that Master Zhou Chen, the disciple will definitely work hard to cultivate and strive to win the top 100 places in the Battle of Heavenly Court!"

Zhou Chen nodded in satisfaction.

At this time, Yan Ying, the hall master of the Snow Moon Palace, spoke: "I really didn't expect that this Heavenly Court Battle would be held so much in advance, so soon, I was originally worried about Huang Xiaolong's kid, but now I am relieved, when the time comes, he will definitely not even be able to pass the selection competition, and he will not even be qualified to participate in the Heavenly Court." ”

Mentioning this, Zhou Chen smiled: "Zhao Lei must be extremely depressed these days, accepting a disciple of the Supreme King, but he is not even qualified to participate in the Battle of Heavenly Court." ”

Everyone laughed.

Zhou Chen turned his head and saw that Sun Shihai's expression was a little depressed, and said: "This battle of Heavenly Court is advanced, you don't have to be discouraged, in the past hundred years, I will use secret methods to improve your strength as much as possible, as for the selection competition in ten years, you don't have to worry, Master guarantees that you will pass the selection competition!"

Sun Shihai was stunned, happy in his heart, and said respectfully: "Yes, please let the master go, the disciple will not let the master down." ”

Zhou Chen nodded: "However, during the process of casting this secret method, it will be very painful, can you bear it?"

"As long as you can pass the selection competition, as long as you can participate in the battle of Heavenly Court, any pain, the disciple can bear it!" Sun Shihai said excitedly.

As long as he beats Huang Xiaolong in the selection competition, indeed, he can bear any pain!

He had been waiting for this opportunity.

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, it's a year.

Due to the announcement of the time of the Battle of Heavenly Court, this year, the major emperor palaces of the God Realm are sparing no resources to improve the strength of their disciples, and are nervously preparing for the upcoming Battle of Heavenly Court in a hundred years.

And one day a year later, an astonishing sword aura passed through the sky over a certain mountain range deep in the depths of the extraterritorial demon battlefield, and I saw that the evil spirits all over the mountain range fell from a high altitude to the ground like rain.

These evil spirits are all of the strength of the God King at or above the fifth order. (To be continued.) )