With doubts, Xu Ming stepped forward.

Outside the gates of the Ancient Xiu Holy City, hundreds of gods were divided into two forces.

On one side, there are more than 400 gods, most of them are at the level of the king, but there are also dozens of them at the level of the god emperor.

On the other side, there were only more than fifty gods, and the strongest one was only a god emperor junior rank, and he was obviously at a disadvantage - Xu Ming could see that these more than fifty gods were all ancient cultivators who cultivated thunder.

"You ancient cultivators of the Thunder Sect, why do you always want to go through the main gate?—— don't you have a little self-knowledge?

"That's it, isn't it good to honestly go astray? I have to come to the main gate to bring humiliation on myself!"

"People know what they are! Get out of here!"

"Don't get out of here! Be careful I'll knock you all down!"

The partial door is the door that those who have no identity to go through, and there is even a saying about the side door, called "dog hole"!

They are the same school of ancient cultivators, but their cultivation paths are a little different, and these cultivators who are in the same thunder are forced to go to the wrong door and go to the dog hole, how can people bear this?

Xu Ming couldn't help frowning, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes-because he was the one who cultivated thunder! Could it be that he let him go to the lackey cave too?

However, Xu Ming was a newcomer, and he didn't know the cause and effect of the matter, so he didn't come out casually, but quietly followed behind the more than fifty cultivators who were together with the thunder, and waited and watched the changes.

At this time, in the opposite camp, the arrogant young man in white sneered again: "Since you want to go to the main gate so much, that's fine, don't blame me for not giving you a chance—— if you want to go to the main gate, first prove that you have the strength to go through the main gate!"

"How can you prove it!?" The Ancient Cultivator God Emperor, who had the mark of thunder and lightning in his eyebrows, shouted loudly - he was the highest cultivator among the more than fifty Ancient Cultivators of the Thunder Clan, and naturally he would speak on behalf of the Thunder Immortal Ancient Cultivators.

"It's easy!" said the young man in white sneered, "if any of you can pass through us, we will let him go through the main gate!"

"How is this possible!?" shouted the Thunderbolt God Emperor.

On the side of the young man in white, there are more than 400 gods! Even at the level of the god emperor, there are dozens of them!

And on the side of the ancient cultivators of the Thunder Sect, there are only more than fifty gods, and the one who has reached the level of the God Emperor is only this Thunder and Lightning God Emperor—— even if all of these more than fifty Thunder Fellow Ancient cultivators join forces, I am afraid that it is impossible for any one of them to pass through the other party's obstruction!

"Don't worry! We don't bother to take advantage of you lowly ancient cultivators!" said the white-clothed young man disdainfully, "You thunderous ancient cultivators, come out of any one, among us, there is absolutely only one person who comes out to block it! Moreover, the cultivation of the person who blocks it will never exceed you—— for example, among you, if a high-level feudal king comes out and wants to enter through the main gate, then, among us, there will only be one high-level feudal king at the highest to block it!"

"How's that? that's fair enough, isn't it?" a playful smile tugged at the corner of the young man's mouth.

One-on-one, and don't take advantage of cultivation! Sounds like it's fair!

Xu Ming couldn't help but ask a god at the end of the line, "What's the situation?"

The god who was asked was only a middle-level cultivator of the Feng King; when he saw Xu Ming's face, he couldn't help but ask, "You are also an ancient cultivator of the Thunder Sect?"

"That's right!" Xu Ming said.

"In Xia Yuanhan, I don't know what to call my brother?" Seeing that Xu Ming was also a thunderbolt with them, he couldn't help but feel a cordiality in his heart and whispered enthusiastically.

"Xu Ming!" Xu Ming heard that Yuan Han's "cordiality" had a kind of "sympathy" in it.

Xu Ming had already seen that the ancient cultivators of the Thunder Fellowship were quite suppressed in the Ancient Cultivators' Holy Land, so there was no surprise that the other party would show sympathy.

"It turned out to be Brother Xu Ming!" Yuan Han sighed and said, "Welcome to the Holy Land......!" Brother Xu Ming, here, we Thunder Fellow Ancient Cultivators must be prepared to endure humiliation!"

Bite the bullet?

Sounds scary!

"Did you see this white-clothed young man?" Yuan Han continued, "His name is Ge Ziyun, and he often bullies our ancient cultivators who are thundering together—— Brother Xu Ming, don't look at it, the conditions he put forward seem to be quite fair;

There was anger in Yuan Han's eyes: "They just want to humiliate us under the pretext of fighting alone!"

"Hmm!" Xu Ming nodded silently.

Of course, he also saw the intention of this white-clothed young man "Ge Ziyun".

"Just...... "Ge Ziyun smiled provocatively, "What? You are all thunderous, don't you even dare to accept such a 'fair' challenge?—— since you don't dare to accept it, then please enter the city through the side gate!"

Ge Ziyun deliberately accentuated his voice on the word "fairness" - he was going to deliberately humiliate the ancient cultivators of the Thunder Clan!

"Hmph, I'll come!!" Among the ancient cultivators of the Thunder Side, a purple-clothed king extreme master couldn't bear it anymore, and finally came out of the ranks.

"It's you!Wu Zi!" Ge Ziyun looked at the purple-clothed master and sneered, "Come on, you are the king limit, then, among us, there will only be one king limit at most, preventing you from going to the right gate!"

As soon as Ge Ziyun's voice fell, a reckless man came out of the ranks.

The momentum of this reckless man was as thick as a majestic mountain, and his eyes were full of disdain: "Wu Zi!

A look of annoyance flashed in Wu Zi's eyes--this reckless man, although he is at the limit of the king, but on the contrary, the opponent's exercises and secret techniques are all defeated by him! This battle is definitely a battle that must be lost!

However, Wu Zi was also not afraid: "Then take it!!"

Shout!!

Wu Zi's figure suddenly turned into a purple thunderbolt.

"Hahahaha......" The reckless man laughed, his momentum completely pressed towards Wu Zi, as if hundreds of millions of mountain peaks smashed into Wu Zi, making his speed suddenly slow down a lot!

A man like Wu Zi, who specializes in speed, is usually relatively weak in strength and might; when he is so oppressed by the momentum of a reckless man, he suddenly has no advantage in speed! In addition, a reckless man who cultivates the first step of the earth is obviously good at strength; in the following battle, Wu Zi was completely ravaged!

Finish!

The restraint is too strong, and there is no power to resist!

"Get out!!" Finally, the reckless man kicked Wu Zi away, "A waste like you can only walk the dog hole!"

"I ......" Wu Zi's eyes were full of hatred.

"What's the matter?" the reckless man sneered, "If you don't accept it, if you come up again, I'll loosen your muscles and bones again!"

Wu Zi knew that even if he went up again, it would only be humiliating himself, so he could only endure the humiliation and walk to the side silently. However, he still did not go like a side door—it was a shame to go out of the wrong door! The glory in his heart made him unacceptable!

"Does anyone else want to go through the main gate?" Ge Ziyun sneered, "I advise you, it's better to go to the side door obediently!

Obediently go off the rails?

The ancient cultivators of the Thunder Sect still have a very strong glory and pride in their hearts! They can be defeated, but they will never allow themselves to bow their heads without a fight!

So, next, Xu Ming saw that one after another, the ancient cultivators of the Thunder Sect stepped forward to challenge, and then, one after another, they were all restrained, defeated, and injured by the other party!

However, no one gave in and flinched!

Even Xu Ming was a little infected by this "pride" - this was the pride of the ancient cultivators who belonged to the Thunder Clan!

And you must know that Xu Ming is also a thunderbolt! In his heart, he couldn't help but have some resonance.

After the defeat of more than a dozen Thunder Ancient Cultivators......

Xu Ming finally stepped forward: "I'll come!"

(End of chapter)