This phantom is the appearance of a martial god, he actually talked to himself, is he a martial god?

This primeval god from thousands of years ago, is he talking to himself?

Thinking about this matter, it is extremely incredible, the primeval gods have disappeared for thousands of years, no one knows where they went, and they don't know if they survived, the battlefield of the gods and the ancient city of the seventy-two gods are probably the only things left behind......

Is he talking to himself?

No matter how calm Long Chen was in his heart, he also had a creepy feeling at this time.

There is another person in the so-called Martial God Phantom, who refers to Lingxi, what he means is that the war is about to start, and no one can hide in the kingdom of God, otherwise they will all die.

Long Chen didn't dare to question this kind of power from the primeval gods at all, as if he had been brought to this formation, in the changes in this battlefield of the gods, he could say that he did not have the slightest power to resist!

"What's wrong with you?" Su Muchen asked suspiciously when he saw that his face had changed drastically.

"There may be a huge change soon, let your Su family prepare. Long Chen reminded him, and then walked to a corner alone, and he told Lingxi about it.

Ling Xi smiled slightly and said, "Brother Chen, I have been able to take on a lot of things on my own, let me also participate, this is the rule of God." ”

Yes, it was the primeval god talking to him just now.

This is God's rule......

In this way, Long Chen let Lingxi come to this array, and from then on, the Martial God Phantom was not aimed at him.

Su Muchen now has a huge authority, he made those Su family disciples who were still kneeling and worshipping vigilant, and everyone stood together, feeling the progress of this golden formation in doubt, discussing and pondering what would happen together.

"Don't worry too much, the ancestor blesses us, he must lead us to a place where we can meet him, or he will give us a heavy treasure and let us glorify the ancient city of the Martial God!"

"Yes, at least for the first time in millions of years, such a change has occurred in the battlefield of the gods, and it will definitely only be a good thing, not a bad thing. Thinking about the many myths that we may have to encounter later, I feel a little excited!"

They were full of anticipation, their eyes burning and looking ahead.

It's just that Su Muchen and the others are much more mature, and they can vaguely see some uneasiness in his eyes, this uneasiness probably comes from intuition, and Long Chen also has this intuition.

In the jubilant discussion of the disciples of the Su family, the speed of the golden array finally slowed down, and the surrounding nine-colored mist retreated, and everyone looked up, and suddenly the golden array seemed to have hit something, and most of them did not stand firm on it and rolled, fortunately they did not fall out of this golden array, otherwise, I am afraid that they will be swallowed by the nine-colored mist.

The golden array stops.

Everyone looked curiously, only to see a huge white jade platform in front of them, with a diameter of tens of thousands of meters, and there are thousands of meters of space on the white jade platform, all of which are free of nine-colored mist, similar to the bluestone square, but the white jade platform is pure white jade.

"What a big place, what did the ancestors bring us here for?" a disciple asked curiously.

Everyone was eager to try and wanted to walk on the white jade platform.

Su Muchen shouted: "Without my order, no one can act rashly, the situation is a little strange, but don't blame me for being polite." ”

Su Jiuyou saw that he had forcibly occupied his limelight, and he was a little unconvinced, and said: "Don't make a fuss, how can the ancestors harm us, bringing us here, there must be a great intention, you are so timid, do you have other intentions or are you cowardly?"

Su Muchen remained silent and said, "Then you can take the lead and try it." ”

Su Jiuyou saw that the white jade platform was weird, so he said, "Whoever is strong will take the lead." ”

"Looks like someone else. ”

At this moment, a disciple pointed to the opposite side of more than a hundred platforms.

On the opposite side, there is also a formation map leaning next to more than 100 platforms, this is a green formation map, and you can vaguely see that there is also a green phantom on the formation map, and there are more than 30 people on that formation map.

"It seems to be someone from Heavenly Wind God City. ”

Someone said.

"It's strange, how could the Ancestor bring us with the people of Heavenly Wind Divine City?" everyone began to wonder.

"There's someone over there!"

Another person had sharp eyes and saw that there was also a Xuanbing Array on the left, which was a friend of the Martial God Ancient City, a person from the Xuanbing Divine City.

At this time, there seemed to be a new formation, crashing into the white jade platform, take a closer look, the people over there were also very excited, scanning the four directions, and the most Lu also found the team of the Martial God Ancient City, now, there are a total of four teams, gathered next to the white jade platform, everyone was very excited at first, but after seeing that there were other teams, they didn't dare to act rashly.

"War ......? and these people?"

Long Chen remembered the two words war that the Martial God Phantom had said to him, and then saw this white jade platform, and he suddenly said to Su Muchen: "Whether you believe it or not, this white jade platform is probably going to be used for fighting, as if it is a game? ”

Su Muchen's expression was solemn, he looked back at the Martial God Phantom, his expression was a little strange, as a person from the Martial God Ancient City, he naturally didn't believe that his ancestors would harm him, but in this weird place, who could have predicted what would happen next!

Rumble!

Another team from the Divine City came to the side of the white jade platform under the black array.

The fifth!

As time passed, more and more teams arrived, until the last day, a total of nine teams gathered next to the white jade platform, and there was no further increase, there were a total of seventy-two divine cities, that is to say, I am afraid that in this endless nine-colored mist, there are a total of eight platforms.

So, what exactly happens?

At this time, Su Muchen was communicating with a few people from the Divine City next to him, the white jade platform was extremely empty, and it was not difficult for the voice to reach the other side, but the result was that no matter which Divine City people were, they didn't know what was about to happen in the Dao.

"I think it must be the manifestation of the ancestors, let us come here to inherit something? Although the nine-colored mist is very scary, everyone should be relaxed, and there will be nothing to do. In the Heavenly Wind Divine City, a green man said with a smile.

"That's right, don't worry about it, look at it, this will be a historic moment! I believe that our ancestors still exist, they live in another world, they are gods, they are in control of this world, and today we have such treatment, I am afraid that we will welcome the return of the gods! Even if this is not the case, we will definitely get countless benefits if we are chosen to come to this place!"

With their words, the hundreds of people present felt a lot better.

Everyone thinks that this is right, this is the place of their ancestors, just like the divine rain, it doesn't also bring great benefits to themselves.

The crowd began to laugh and talk, and some of them still knelt in front of the god phantom in the center of the array with great reverence.

Just when everyone was talking the most, in the team of the Martial God Ancient City, a disciple of the Eightfold Nirvana Tribulation Realm suddenly shot towards the more than 100 platforms, and fell on the white jade platform, he was stunned for a moment, and then he got up, his face was stunned, and he didn't know how he ended up there.

"What's going on?"

He walked towards this side, but at this moment, the golden array moved, staggering a distance, it was impossible for that guy to return to the array, there was already a lot of nine-colored mist filling the gap between the two.

Everyone was dumbfounded, what was going on?

Looking up, it was not only the Martial God Ancient City, but among the other eight teams, each team also had a person standing on the white jade platform, and they were all about the same age and strength as the Martial God Ancient City.

"Su Huan, you calm down first. Su Muchen was about to cry when he saw that guy.

There were a total of nine people, standing on the empty white jade platform, all of them were extremely sluggish, they had no way to return to the formation map, and the people in the formation map could not go to the white jade platform.

This situation suddenly made everyone uproar.

At this moment, everyone found that there seemed to be a number in the center of the white jade platform, which was a number with nine colors, starting from a hundred, after a breath of time, it became ninety-nine, and every time a breath passed, the number decreased by one.

"What does this mean?" everyone boiled, and the eight people standing on the platform became more and more uneasy.

Long Chen squinted his eyes and said, "I'm afraid that after the countdown is over, something special will happen, roughly it should be, if the nine people above don't complete something before that, they will ...... Die?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was frightened, and they scolded one after another: "Don't talk nonsense, how could our ancestors make such jokes, we are their descendants." ”

"That's right, you are not from my Su family, if you want to die, you will die. ”

Long Chen is definitely not joking.

At this point, the number above has become ninety.

The people of the Su family were still condemning Long Chen because of what Long Chen had just said.

At this moment, the phantom of the gods on each array map sounded Lang Lang again.

"This is a battle of glory, within a hundred breaths, there can only be one winner on the white jade platform, if it can't be completed, nine people will be eliminated together. ”

This sentence also comes from the primeval gods.

It's vague, but at least everyone understands that the people on the stage must fight as quickly as possible and then come up with a winner, or all nine will be eliminated.

However, no one knows what the winner is, and no one knows what the loser does.

In the blink of an eye, there were eighty breaths left.

Battle for Glory!

This word made everyone's blood boil vaguely, because they represented the major god cities.

"Su Huan, fight!" Su Muchen was silent for a moment and reminded.

If only one person wins, everyone wants to be their own people, and who knows what the price of defeat will be?