In the void, ten thrones stood side by side, and each throne was a divine pattern circulation, meticulously carved, dragons and phoenixes flying, accompanied by chaos, and they were all half-step divine treasure levels.

The ten half-step divine treasures were all made into thrones that had little effect, and every disciple secretly sighed at the magnanimity of the Holy Courtyard.

And in the void higher than the ten thrones, there is also a throne, but on this throne, engraved are yin and yang, four elephants and gossip, and thousands of worlds seem to be in it, chaos, yin and yang, and the five elements...... The laws are intertwined and changing, accompanied by each other, and just standing in the void has the feeling that the void is suppressed by it.

Yin and Yang Holy Seat! The god king-level divine treasure, although it is imitated by the holy weapon in the Immortal Sect, but it has also reached the god king level, and in this Tiannanxing Province, it can be regarded as a first-class treasure.

And it will also become the exclusive possession of the Holy Son, and it is also a symbol of the identity of the Holy Son, and at the same time, it can also have the qualification to run for the Immortal Sect Daozi.

The so-called Daozi, that is, the son of the Great Dao and the son of the Dao, is the first person of the Immortal Sect, and at the same time will have the opportunity to worship under the powerful sect of the Immortal Sect, and is the real young generation leader in the starry sky of the universe.

Of course, those who are still too far away from Nangong Yu, and the battle for Daozi must at least have the cultivation of the gods, and even the god king and the god emperor, even if he has not been more than a hundred or ten years, he will not be able to reach that step.

Eleven suppressed the throne against the void, whether it was the outer court or the inner court, even the congenital-level miscellaneous disciples, all of them showed longing and awe.

Within the war world, there is not the slightest sound at this moment, and no one wants to break the silence at this moment.

But soon, a figure broke through the sky, and he turned into a magic form, more than ten thousand feet high, covering the sky.

Then he spoke slowly: "The battle of the Holy Son!" Begin, the alternate sons return to the throne! ”

As his huge voice fell, ten chariots flew from all directions, each chariot was pulled by a half-step dragon that turned into a god, and the dragon power filled the heavens and the earth, causing countless low-level monks to bend down and dare not look at it again.

Before the ten dragons came to the throne, they stopped, and the ten figures on the chariot also stepped on the void, strolled up, and finally sat on the void throne.

Each figure is extraordinary, stronger than the dragon, sitting on the throne, or chuckling, or serious, or indifferent...... Each has its own style.

Nangong Yu was also sitting in it, he looked at these alternate holy sons, and the other nine people were also looking at him, but none of them spoke.

"The first battle of the Holy Son, the Yuxing air battle against Albinic Feather!"

The presiding god is Xuanhong Daoren, and his character doesn't like to delay, so not long after Nangong Yu sat down, he directly announced the start. In the battle of the Holy Son, five people were promoted in the first battle, and then one bye, and then two more promotions, and finally two by two, and the winner was the Holy Son, once defeated, there was no chance.

"The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Laws is empty, and the Feather Holy Son is white and feathered, but I didn't expect it to be these two in the first game!"

"Yes, but the possibility of the Feather Holy Son winning is too low, after all, the Ten Thousand Laws Holy Son is the top three existence among all the Holy Sons."

"yes!"

Although Nangong Yu and the others are all alternate holy sons, this is for the high-level, in the eyes of the low-level disciples, they are all high-ranking holy sons, so they have always been referred to as the holy sons by the disciples.

At this moment, on the battle platform, Yu Xingkong and Bai Huayu stood opposite each other, and what could be seen was Bai Yuhua with a wry smile on his face.

"I didn't expect to meet you first, I'm really unlucky!"

Bai Huayu was dressed in a white robe, carrying a spear on his back, with a face like a crown of jade and eyes like stars.

"Just do your best", compared to it, Yuxingkong seems much more ordinary, but he is full of elegance, like a humble gentleman, but his face is like eternal ice, and he is not moved by anything.

"Please advise!"

The two stood against each other for a long time, and finally said in unison, and then burst out of their respective means and rushed forward.

Yu Xingkong is worthy of the name of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Laws, there are countless means, and all kinds of killing secret methods emerge in an endless stream, although both of them are half-step powers, it is obvious that Yu Xingkong is stronger, and Bai Huayu is obviously inferior to it, so he can only be tired of coping.

However, Bai Huayu is not a simple character, his body is like a fairy, although he was suppressed by Yuxingkong, but he was not injured, and obviously there are still means to come out.

The battle between the two can be said to be shattered, if it weren't for the fact that the battle platform of this competition was controlled by the power of the digital gods, I am afraid that it would have been completely destroyed.

And many disciples have also seen the strong strength of these alternate holy sons, and they are all frightened, and many disciples show worship and shout loudly, cheering for the holy sons they worship, which is quite like chasing stars on the earth.

It's just that only here can the supreme strength be worshipped.

The battle between Yuxingkong and Albinoyu lasted for three hours, and it was indeed Yuxingkong who won in the end.

Many disciples felt that they were still unsatisfied, but more of them were looking forward to the next competition.

"In the second game, Nangong Yu's battle is a dream!"

Nangong Yu didn't expect him to be the second game, and the opponent was also one of the only two women among the ten holy sons - the dream fairy heard people's dreams, the goddess in the minds of thousands of disciples, and was even more known as the first beauty of the Holy Academy.

Nangong Yu was a little helpless, even if he won this battle, he was afraid that he would become the public enemy of the Holy Court.

"It's the dream fairy, the dream fairy is so beautiful!"

"yes, yes!"

……

Countless discussions all revolve around Wenrenmeng, and Nangong Yu is naturally ignored, even if a few people discuss, they are all suppressed by this huge momentum.

Wen Renmeng, who was standing opposite Nangong Yu, saw this scene, and he also covered his face lightly and smiled lightly.

"Please advise!"

Nangong Yu didn't want to say anything, so he directly started to call for battle.

"Please advise!"

Wen Renmeng also said softly.

As soon as the words fell, seven streamers turned into a gauze coat, shrouding people's dreams.

Seven Sacred Rules, Nangong Yu can see clearly, the gauze on Wen Renmeng's body is transformed by the Seven Sacred Rules, which is brilliant, but there is also endless killing, which is not weaker than Fang Cai's Yuxingkong.

Not only Nangong Yu, but even several other holy sons frowned slightly.

"I didn't expect that the law of the dream fairy has reached such a point, it seems that the new holy son is going to stop here!"

"Yes, with the current strength of the Dream Fairy, it is enough to rank in the top five among us......"

When Nangong Yu saw the Seven Sacred Rules of Hearing People's Dreams, his expression did not change, these were all within his expectations, so he was not in a hurry.

Nangong Yu stepped into the void, and a golden flower, above his head, slowly bloomed, falling down with golden light, enveloping Nangong Yu.

"Flower of the Flesh!"

The Holy Son on the throne was slightly shocked, the flower of the flesh, which they were naturally no stranger to, represented the limit of the flesh of a realm, and they had also pursued it, but the results were unsatisfactory.

"Indeed, and it is the flower of the perfect flesh, it seems that this new holy son is indeed not to be underestimated!"

One of the Holy Sons, who was holding a sword, said in a deep voice, he had also condensed the flower of the flesh, but unfortunately it was not consummated, and it was much inferior to Nangong Yu.

On the other hand, seeing Nangong Yu's power of the Holy Courtyard showing the flower of the flesh, as well as the power of many gods and cults and holy places who were invited to watch the ceremony, their minds also began to liven, and Nangong Yu suddenly appeared the flower of the flesh at this moment, and they were also a little curious, how many hole cards did Nangong Yu hide.

On the battle platform, Wen Renmeng saw the golden and glorious flesh flower hanging on Nangong Yu's head, and he also showed a smile: "I didn't expect that you have come to this point, it is really amazing, but it is a pity that you have not set foot in Yuanying, otherwise we may not be your opponent!" ”

Nangong Yu didn't speak, although the other party was a woman, she was also an extraordinary Tianjiao, Nangong Yu naturally couldn't have any hesitation.

His right hand clenched into a fist, and the golden light shrouded it, like a small sun, was pushed horizontally.

When he heard the dream of the saint, he danced, reached out with his bare hands, and resisted it with his palm.

"Boom!"

With an explosion, Nangong Yu's figure flew out upside down and retreated a distance of a thousand zhang, while Wen Renmeng only retreated a distance of a hundred zhang.

"Sure enough, the flower of the flesh alone is not enough to compete with it", Nangong Yu had already expected that no matter how strong the flower of the flesh was, it was only the extreme realm of the Jindan realm, and it was okay to deal with ordinary Yuan Ying, but for Tianjiao such as Wenrenmeng, it had almost no effect.

However, Nangong Yu is not the only one who has this means, he has holy rules when he hears people's dreams, but he also has immortal rules.

In just an instant, yin and yang were born together, forming the shape of two instruments, enveloping Nangong Yu's body, and the black and white air swirled, dissolving the huge pressure brought by the dream saint of Wenren.

Yin and Yang Immortal Rules, in the face of Wenrenmeng, Nangong Yu used two immortal rules for the first time.