"Holy Bull King, if you touch the covenant of all races and suppress your will for ten thousand years, even if the demon emperor is crowned, he will not have any opinions!"

The indifferent voice of the Holy Martial King echoed, like a big hand, smoothing out the ripples in the endless void.

In the end, the Holy Bull King is just a wisp of will, if he can't suppress it, what kind of competition do he dare to preside over?

Whew~~~

The void fluctuated slightly, and the Holy Martial Hall slowly disappeared into the void.

"That's leaving?"

Gu Shaosheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say that Dabi Kui, can you see the Human Emperor?" ”

He was slightly stunned.

As soon as they stepped out, everyone was gone?

Wang Yuan was also slightly surprised, and thought for a while: "This time the Great Contest of Ten Thousand Races should be presided over by the Holy Martial King, the Human Emperor, maybe not in ........"

His eyes twinked thoughtfully.

"Forget it"

Gu Shaoxing shook his head and didn't care.

Whether the emperor sees it or not, there is no great benefit, and besides, he does not want to face these existences that are far beyond his own now.

"You two, come to the Hou Mansion to see me!"

At this time, an indifferent and cold voice sounded in the ears of the two.

"Jinghai Hou?"

Gu Shaosheng and Wang Yuan glanced at each other, slightly understanding.

Gu Shaoxing got off the scalper, explained a few words to Gao Jinyang, who was stepping over, walked side by side with Wang Yuan in the martial arts field, and walked towards the Jinghai Hou Mansion.

Gao Jinyang shook his head, led the scalper, and quietly walked out of Jinghai City.

Walking out of this martial arts arena that is like a god and gold forging, it is the pavilions and pavilions that rise and fall, the mountains are lined up, and the strange-shaped mountains rise up one after another, straight as the sky, but it is the high mountains that Jinghai Hou carried over to decorate the backyard.

Walking through the rockeries, the two came to the backyard of the Marquis of Jinghai.

The first thing that catches your eye is an endless ocean of grass and trees, and the little elves that have been transformed by elixirs are constantly jumping in the forest, and at a glance, there are no less than hundreds of thousands, just like a country of elves.

And in the void, drops of pure vitality liquid dripped from time to time, moistening this forest sea, and wisps of pure yang and qi flowed, providing sufficient light.

The soil is the sacred land, the grass, trees and flowers are all elixirs, and the wealth of Jinghaihou can be seen.

"Yikes! The Great Devil of the Terrans is here! ”

"Run! Run! Don't get caught! ”

As Gu Shaoshu and the two of them moved, groups of grass and tree spirits exclaimed one after another, moving their little short legs, running and scattering in the sea of spiritual grass.

Of course, there are exceptions.

A small chubby mound carved in pink, riding an equally small jade-colored elephant, rushed over, showing off his might: "What are you afraid of, what are you afraid of!" These people love to drink our pee the most, and they can't get a soak of pee! What a run! ”

The little fat dun rode a small jade elephant, which stood out among the grass and tree elves, with a height of seven inches, and was like a giant among the smaller grass and tree elves.

Gu Shaosheng smiled and said, "The spirit of the Myriad Po Sa Tree that took 600,000 years to grow, but your urine is something that many people like to drink. ”

Wan Miao Po Sha Tree is a famous spiritual creature on the list of Qi Dan elixir in the vast continent, it took 600,000 years to transform, and every drop of juice is a supreme elixir for the Terran warriors.

Not only ordinary martial artists, but even for gods and demons-level powerhouses, they are useful.

And if you can nourish it with the vitality liquid for five or six million years, you can go one step further and become the king of the Wan Miao Po Sha Tree, which is of great use to the innate sacred.

This million-mile sea of spiritual grass and flowers, and the countless spiritual mountains outside it, are all moved by the Marquis of Jinghai for it.

Little Fat Dun stood up, shook Xiao Dingding, and was about to pee, when he heard Gu Shaosheng's words, he was surprised: "Hey, do you recognize me?" ”

"Huh."

Gu Shaosheng smiled, glanced at Wang Yuanyuan, stepped over the little fat dun, and walked into the forest sea, ignoring the little chubby dun's shouting.

If the spirit of this Wan Miao Po Sha Tree can evolve into the King of Wan Miao Po Sha Tree, the biggest role is to assist the gods and demons in the Nine Folds, break through the innate sacred level, and be much stronger than the Wood King Dan of the Wood Royal Clan.

This tree spirit is the forbidden body of Jinghai Hou, and the two naturally will not have too much contact.

The footsteps of the two of them are so fast, although they have converged a lot because they are in the Jinghai Marquis Mansion, but there are also hundreds of miles of land in one step, but in more than an hour, they have walked to the middle of this forest sea.

In the middle of the forest sea, there is a small lake with a radius of about 100,000 miles.

This top-notch vitality liquid is enough for an ordinary martial artist to build the first level of foundation and cultivate all the resources needed to reach the consummation of the Qi Sect, but here, it is like a mountain and a sea.

Among them, the spirit fish with a strong breath swim endlessly, and sometimes you can see a big fish whose breath is comparable to that of the sky, or even the illusion world.

These fish, without spiritual intelligence, let alone cultivation, are all ingredients raised by Jinghai Hou, with strong bloodlines, but extremely fragile.

"Come here!"

Jing Haihou's indifferent voice sounded.

In the lake formed by the convergence of the Yuan Qi liquid, there were drops of Yuan Qi liquid floating up, and in an instant, it turned into a crystal jade bridge that was ten zhang wide and 50,000 miles long, leading directly to the center of the lake.

"Nice place!"

Wang Yuan sighed slightly and walked side by side with Gu Shaoxing on the jade bridge.

A big golden-red fish churned up from time to time, swallowing and exhaling the vitality liquid.

They don't have cultivation, let alone spiritual intelligence, otherwise, even if they don't have any cultivation methods, they may be born as gods and demons as a result of the accumulation of time.

After a while, the two approached the center of the lake.

In the center of the lake, there is a small pavilion only ten zhang square, and Jinghaihou, dressed in a light blue robe, sits in front of the stone table in the pavilion in the center of the lake.

Jinghaihou's expression was as cold as ice, his eyes were as deep as the sea of stars, and he sat quietly, there was a kind of majestic atmosphere that I sat upright and couldn't afford the turmoil.

"I've seen Master Hou!"

Gu Shaoshu and the two bowed slightly, and gave a salute.

Jinghaihou bowed his head slightly and said, "Sit." ”

"Master Xie!"

The two did not shirk and sat down calmly.

Gu Shaoshu sensed slightly, and he felt that Jing Haihou's body was as majestic as the void of the universe, and with his cultivation at this time, he couldn't touch his strength or weakness.

Call~

Jinghaihou waved his hand, and on the stone table, a layer of blue light flashed, and plates of wine and food appeared.

Wine is spiritual wine, and food is spiritual material.

"The Holy Martial King suppressed the will of the Holy Bull King, this matter is big or small. Especially in the absence of the three emperors, it is even more troublesome. ”

Jing Haihou and Gu Shaosheng drank a cup of wine and spoke.

His face was still indifferent, but his attitude towards Gu Shao and the two of them was very peaceful.

Gu Shaosheng and the two of them are both Tianjiao of the human race, and the possibility of becoming a king may not be great, but Chenghou is almost ironclad.

Yes, he won't put on a show.

"Where are the three Majestries?"

Wang Yuan asked with a wine glass.

The Three Emperors and the High Priest are now the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Human Race, and the four of them joined forces to drive the weapons of the Zhen clan left by Xi, even if the Demon Emperor has the power to fight in person, and if the four of them are not there, once the Demon Emperor attacks, although the human race has a deep heritage, it may not be able to resist the Demon Emperor.

"There's something hidden in it that you don't need to know."

Jing Haihou did not answer, and said: "The Great Competition of All Races, at first, was just a place to settle disputes, and then slowly evolved into a game involving countless big people, and the victory or defeat involved many big people. ”

"Yes, there is a big competition among all races, and no matter who emerges, their respective tribes will also give rewards."

Gu Shaosheng and Wang Yuan listened quietly.

"The Holy Martial King is gone, but your reward will not be less."

Jing Haihou said, a smile appeared on his cold face.

Maybe he hadn't laughed for a long time, and his smile didn't seem peaceful, but like a sneer.

"What kind of reward?"

Gu Shaoxing raised his eyebrows and asked.

He sits on the Heavenly Mirror, any treasure of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, as long as there is a source power, he can obtain it.

There may be a lot of treasures on the vast continent, but there are not many that he can covet.

And Wang Yuan is the same, he himself is a great power who crosses the border, even if his memory is incomplete and his vision is high, he still surpasses Gu Shaoxian.

The only person he covets on the vast continent is the princely position.

And the title of prince and prince is not something that can be given by a mere comparison of all races.

"Two Options.......

Jinghaihou raised his finger and said, "First, go to the ancestral temple of the human race, find the priests, and take the initial chapter of the emperor's classics." ”

Seeing that the faces of the two of them did not move, he continued: "Second, it is to go to the capital of the Holy Martial King, take a big city as a territory, and attack the throne!" ”

Small city, big city, Hou country, kingdom, god desolate dynasty.

This is the composition of the Kamibarren Dynasty.

The lord of the small city, the lord of the big city, the lord of the marquis, and the prince are the way of promotion of the human race.

If you want to compete for the title of prince, you must first be a city lord.

Otherwise, an outsider, you dare to grab the throne of the prince?

When the 120,000 princes of the Shenhuang Dynasty were dead?

"Of course, the second one!"

The two of them said without thinking.

For the two of them, if it is the whole book of the Great Emperor, maybe they have to think about it, and the two of them don't care at all about the initial chapter.

What's more, the princely personality is of great significance to the two of them.

"Good!"

Marquis Jinghai stroked his palms and smiled, extremely satisfied: "Martial arts cultivation does not rely on ancestors, not on the emperor!" The sacred path should go by itself! 120,000 princes of the gods, there should be a place for the two of you! ”

Obviously, he was extremely satisfied with the choice of the two, and his attitude was even closer.

If you want to impact the innate sacred, you must step out of your own path, otherwise, the chance of following the trajectory of the predecessors and achieving the innate divine is extremely slim.

Unless you are the child of destiny, sitting on the tuyere of the wind, and the power of the world will push you up.

"Xie Hou Ye Ji Yan!"

Gu Shaosheng and Wang Yuan smiled at the same time, raised their glasses and drank down.

After staggering, Gu Shaoxing and the two said goodbye to Jinghaihou, stepped out of Lin Hai, and came to the martial arts arena.

After finding Miao Xiaoxiao, the three of them left Jinghai City.