The vitality can allow all living beings to evolve, but there are limitations, basically after reaching the realm of the sage, the vitality has no effect, with the strength of the holy realm, it is enough to extract all the energy to recover, and if you want to improve, you have to have something more advanced.

Obviously, the power of faith is this kind of thing, which can allow the angels to continue to ascend rapidly, and if all living beings on the earth provide the power of faith, I am afraid it will be enough to create a true god.

"Interesting, your mind is so deep, if it weren't for this unexpected person, I wouldn't know your deep purpose."

Zhang Mu sneered and looked at the woman on the bed, his eyes flickering.

He received a lot of useful information from the other party, and in addition to the power of faith, he also knew the general situation of the angels.

In the angel civilization, those who can become angels are at least in the holy realm, and the others are at most quasi-angels or ordinary beings with angelic blood, in this civilization, evolving into angels is their lifelong goal.

The four-winged angel I saw last time can only be regarded as a middle-low existence among the angels, and in their statement, it is called a middle-level low-level celestial master.

The rank of angels is related to the number of wings they have, which is divided into upper, middle, and lower, and each of them is divided into low, middle, and high, corresponding to the saints, great saints, and saints of the Nine Heavens of the Holy Realm.

For example, an angel with a pair of wings is comparable to a holy realm one-tier heaven, counting the lower low-level angels, two pairs of wings are comparable to the saint realm two-tier heavens, that is, the lower middle-level angels.

If there are nine pairs of wings, then it is a high-ranking angel, and if it exceeds nine pairs and reaches ten pairs, it is a demigod existence, almost the embodiment of a god.

And his wife's reincarnated soul Xi, originally a seven-winged angel, a low-level high-level, is considered an upper-level existence in the entire angel clan, and most of them are one of the high-level who invaded the earth.

What troubled him the most was that from the woman's memory, he learned that the number of angels was as high as 100,000, and that there was a terrifying existence like the Angel Divine Regiment, suppressing countless star fields.

Naturally, it is impossible for the earth to let the other party use too many angels, but even if it is a small part, such as a thousand angels, the earth will not be able to resist.

What can be done now is to cut off the other party's way over, and drag it for as long as it can, but it is still not optimistic, judging from the position where the woman fell, the angel clan may choose to descend in the space near the earth if it cannot directly descend on the earth.

When the time comes, the army of angels will come, and who will be able to resist it?

His face changed for a moment, and Zhang Mu sighed, he couldn't change anything for the time being, he could only be as strong as possible.

Let the woman sleep all the time, Zhang Mu got up and left the inn, identified the direction, and then went to the battle platform, if you want to participate in the genius competition, you must sign up in advance.

Because the king's strength is strong enough, the age is big and young, and the genius king required by the competition must be within 100 years old, so you need to take the initiative to sign up, and if you pass, you will get a quota, and if you fail, you can't compete, otherwise most of the kings of the older generation can easily suppress the young king, which is not fair

There are thousands of intelligent races on the earth, but there are not many geniuses who can reach the king within a hundred years, so the people who sign up are basically in line with the standard, and the proportion among the kings is not large, generally around a thousand, and most of these kings signed up a few days ago, not as late as Zhang Mulai.

When he arrived, there was no one in the registration area, and he walked over and said his purpose. The emperor in charge of the audit carefully checked him, and naturally found no problems, after all, what he was in front of him now was a holy realm existence, even if he was more than a hundred years old, he still couldn't find out.

After confirming that there was no problem, Zhang Mu successfully got a sign with the number 1180, which also means that he is the number 1180, which is ten percent more than the number in previous years, which shows that all ethnic groups have been trying their best to cultivate strong people over the years.

This is an ID badge, and future challenges are numbered.

"The method of the competition is very simple, random competition, lose and eliminate, but to enter the top 100, you have to play four, if you play one game a day, you have to spend four days."

Zhang Mu muttered, he took the sign and did not leave, his thoughts scattered, and he carefully observed the surrounding arrangement.

Behind him is a circle of stands, forming a circle, more than a kilometer in diameter, which can accommodate millions of people to watch.

The stands are divided into different areas, corresponding to different races, the strong clan occupies a larger range, and some of the genius kings who have received the challenge card are sitting in the first row waiting, closing their eyes and resting.

And in the center is a huge battle platform, five hundred meters in diameter, divided into ten small areas, arranged with space formations, and the real space inside is more than 10,000 meters, which is enough for the king to fight.

Above the battle platform, the Levitator is a huge floating island, on which are all emperor-level beings, who are the organizers or the most honored guests of this conference.

Due to the number of the first competition, it will start at one o'clock in the morning, and after looking at the time, Zhang Mu did not go back, but came to the human area and sat down at random.

"Zhang Mu, I thought you wouldn't come." A cold voice sounded behind him, and Zhang Mu turned to look, it was Wan Xueyu, the other party successfully broke through to the king realm, and there was also a token in his hand.

"Congratulations on the breakthrough." Zhang Mu smiled faintly, everyone is a mentor, and they have experienced danger together, and the relationship is still very good.

"It's time for me to congratulate you, after all, you're the last." Wan Xueyu smiled, like a snow lotus blooming.

"Thank you." Zhang Mu accepted unceremoniously and walked over to chat with Wan Xueyu.

Not long after, Shangguanju also discovered him and ran over happily, with a beautiful woman next to him, who was Guo Yan.

And although Dugu Leng and the others did not break through, they would naturally come to see it, they had been wandering around other places before, and after Wan Xueyu informed them, they also came over quickly, and the group became lively.

In the middle of the night, it was dark outside, but the area was still brightly lit, as if it were day.

With a buzz, the formation was activated, forming a powerful wave, everyone quieted down, and the competition began.

"One thousand one hundred and eighty!"

Hearing this, Wan Xueyu and the others were a little surprised, Zhang Mu was actually the first batch, but thinking that it was random, it didn't matter, so he stood up and walked out.

Zhang Mu smiled and said nothing, he was a saint realm existence, and it was too simple to do small means.

"This kid is so young, most of them are participating for the first time."

"Cheap guy on the other side!"

"If you win one game, you'll be in half the place."

"It's good to suffer a loss once to know that this is not just anyone who can participate."

Hearing the old-fashioned words of the people behind him, he pouted, unmoved, and came to the square on the right according to what the referee said.

(End of chapter)