Time flies, and it's a day in the blink of an eye.

On this day, it is a once-in-500-year event in the ancient city of Xiluo - the refining competition.

The refining competition, although it is held every year.

But this time, it's not the same as before.

Because, this time, it is the rule set by the ancestors: as long as the divine hammer vibrates, a refining competition will be held.

Those who can enter the first three, no matter who they are, no matter what race they are, can enter the forbidden land and have a chance to obtain the Westfall Divine Hammer.

This year's refining competition can be described as a once in 500 years, and it is extremely difficult to encounter.

The entire Apocalypse Continent, refining geniuses from all sides, have already come to the Xiluo Empire, ready to show their skills and become famous in the world.

In addition to the refining genius, there were countless people who came to watch this grand event.

These days, the ancient city of Xiluo can be described as overcrowded, and there are countless of them.

These people can only be seen on the surface.

Secretly, there are not many forces, in order to win the Westfall Hammer, secretly gathering momentum, waiting for the outbreak.

A battle of storms is about to begin.

The Westfall Hammer, who will spend it, everything is unknown.

So many people came to the ancient city of Xiluo, but the ancient city was overwhelmed, basically, there were people everywhere.

The venue of the competition can only accommodate one million people at most, which is completely unable to meet the needs of more than 50 million people.

So, the Xiluo Empire came up with a way to use the Xiluo Great Array to conduct live broadcasts in some squares in the way of condensing phantoms.

Now, let's not talk about the playing field.

It is extremely difficult to think of a location on these squares alone.

Basically, it's you squeezing me, and I'm next to you.

The giant peaks were squeezed into plains.

That scene is indescribable.

It's not easy to get into the playing field.

First of all, tickets are extremely expensive, with a ticket fee of up to 50,000 gold coins, which discourages countless people.

Secondly, tickets can only be entered in person and cannot be resold.

This is also the refusal of the Westfall Empire to make money from scalpers.

Despite this, the high ticket price was still sold out.

Among them, there are many players.

The arena of the Great Refining Weapon is like an incomparably huge gymnasium.

The positions are extended back in rows, enough to accommodate millions of people at the same time.

In the middle of the venue, there are nearly 100 refining tables.

In the middle of the arena, there are several huge screens, which can transmit images in real time through formations.

Looking at the viewing platform again, at this moment, it was already full of people.

The whole scene was full of roar, and all kinds of discussions were extremely intense.

As noisy as you want, you can be as noisy as you want.

"It's not easy to finally sit in!"

"Yes, for the sake of this prosperous era, I squeezed my head to buy such a ticket!"

"In order to come to the scene to watch this prosperous world, I cut my flesh once!"

"Who can make it to the top three, you say?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Entering the first three, Wuchen Boss, is definitely one of them. ”

"That's right! The refining talent of the Wuchen boss is extremely rare, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the world! ”

"Martial Dust is good, however, I have heard of the refining talent of the Tailong Prince, which is also extremely rare, and so far, no one can match it!"

"That's a good point! Prince Tailong, that is the son of Emperor Taisuo, inherited the bloodline of Emperor Xiluo, his talent for refining weapons is amazing, and his refining skills are amazing to the world, he is simply born for refining weapons! ”

"In my life, what I admire the most is this Prince Tailong."

Such discussions kept ringing out.

It's like a huge pot of porridge, and it's very noisy.

A moment later.

"Woo......"

A low trumpet sounded.

On the field, it quickly quieted down.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage, motionless.

Soon after.

The host strode to the stage with graceful steps, held the megaphone, and began a wonderful opening speech, which was greeted with continuous applause and screams.

The host stood still, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed the applause of the crowd.

After a long time, the surroundings gradually became quiet.

The moderator continued.

"Our great emperor, Emperor Tyso, is invited to power!"

After this sound.

"Smack......

The applause was thunderous and enduring.

I saw that Emperor Taiso, surrounded by priests and ministers, sat in the center of the viewing platform.

Taiso waved to the crowd and after a few polite words, he sat back down.

Next, the moderator continued.

"The Emperor, I've been invited."

"Now, stretch out your rich hands and let us warmly welcome our contestants!"

After this sound.

One hundred alchemists appear in turn.

"Big Guy Wuchen!"

"That's Prince Tailong."

"Look, that's Shizu!"

"What, the ancestor is actually here to compete, oh my God!"

"What else is there to say, this time, to get the first place, it is definitely none other than the ancestor!"

Soon, someone recognized Su Ziyang.

Among the millions of people, at least 100,000 are Su Ziyang's disciples.

"Master!"

Many people waved their fists and called the word Shizu.

The momentum is sky-high and overshadows everything.

The sound of the resonance shook people's hearts.

This momentum completely suppressed the host's voice.

It took a long time for the scene to gradually become quiet.

"Master? Which is their ancestor? ”

"I don't know, it must be old."

"Really, invite all the ancestors out, are you embarrassed?"

On the viewing platform, many people showed displeasure.

When Su Ziyang heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, in this competition venue, there were so many apprentices.

I had no choice but to pretend I didn't know them.

Otherwise, they don't know what they will be excited about.

Wait a minute, and the whole Bihan can't be carried out.

"Master."

At this time, Wu Chen walked behind him and shouted quietly.

"Shh

Su Ziyang made a silent gesture, "Don't let people hear, here, don't shout." ”

"Yes, Master."

"If I knew you were going to compete, I wouldn't have participated." Wu Chen said.

"You don't have to, you have to rely on your means to get enlightenment, and you don't have to fight for it just because you are an apprentice of this place." Su Ziyang said.

Hearing this, Wu Chen's face showed a fine light, "Yes, Master." ”

"Stand down, after the game, you and I don't know each other, do you understand?" Su Ziyang said.

"Understood." Wu Chen nodded and continued to retreat.

The scene became quiet again.

The corners of the host's mouth lifted, twisted her water snake-like waist, stood in front of the stage, and continued to speak.

"Do you know why the rules of the competition are still being announced?"

"Any idea why you have to wait a little longer to start again?"

"Actually, it's very simple."

"We still need to wait for a very important person."

"He's the greatest god in the world!"

"He has unparalleled talent and talent!"

"He has an incomparably handsome appearance and a benevolent and generous heart!"

"That's right, he's the ...... of our Westfall Empire"

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