In the sky, there is a continuous fall of light, and one after another figures appear.

They stood above the square, overlooking all directions.

Everyone's body exudes a shocking divine radiance, like a round of bright stars, lying in the air.

Each of them is the descendant of the oldest and most powerful Dao lineage, and they are born with a prominent status above this continent.

They are the eldest prince of the thirty-three days!

They are not necessarily young, some may be hundreds of years old, and they have been marked out of the younger generation, but without exception, they are all extremely powerful and unfathomable.

Several of them are younger, and they are known as young supremes and are famous all over the world.

"Fifteen!"

Tang Hao raised his head and counted it, slightly staggering.

There are only thirty-three Heavenly Grand Princes in total, and there are fifteen of them at this moment, even if it is just a clone coming, this is amazing enough.

"Too Void Child......"

"Curse Childe ......"

"And that Suzaku Child......"

Tang Hao's eyes scanned back and forth over these people.

Among these eldest princes, these are the youngest and most famous, and everyone knows more.

"It's kind of amazing!"

Tang Hao looked at it and said secretly.

What is the strength of these people's bodies, he has no way of knowing at present, but just a clone, with such momentum, that body must be even more powerful, and even he is not sure of victory.

"It is worthy of being the heir of the thirty-three days, Ye Jiu Xuan, Liu Heihu and the like, compared with it, it is still a lot worse, but if it is only about talent, I am afraid that the Ye Jiu Xuan and the others are not bad, what is bad is the Taoist system, the heritage. ”

Soon, Tang Hao had a clearer understanding of the strength of these young geniuses.

Taixu Gongzi and his ilk are the first echelon, with strong talent and deep background, and they are characters standing at the top of the pyramid of the younger generation.

And Ye Jiuxuan, the demon of the Jiang clan who met before, plus Yu Chixuan and Liu Heihu, can be regarded as the second echelon, and their talents are equally powerful, but in terms of background, they are a little worse, and compared with the first echelon, this group of people is much more.

Next, there are the holy sons of those various races, which can be regarded as the third echelon, and there are many of them.

If it is placed in a wasteland, a place, these are all supreme geniuses, and they can dominate one side, but if they are placed in the entire Pangu Continent, it is nothing.

"What level am I now?"

Tang Hao touched it for a while, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

With his current strength, he may not be as good as Taixu Gongzi and others, but compared to Ye Jiuxuan and others, he has to be one line higher, that is, between the first echelon and the second echelon, neither up nor down.

"It's still not enough!"

Tang Hao sighed secretly.

However, he was not annoyed, these people were the most powerful and ancient descendants of the Dao system in the world, and they stood at the peak as soon as they were born, and he, just halfway through the monkhood, was still born on a long-lost planet such as the earth.

Along the way, it is not easy to climb to this height.

Besides, now that he has come alone, many hole cards have been left in the Nether, such as the Yuan Fetus clone, if he wants to fight against these Heavenly Sons in the future, he has to recall the clone.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Hao collected his thoughts, set his eyes on the door of creation, and waited patiently.

In a few moments, from the top of the main peak, there is another path of brilliance falling.

"The master is here!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Greetings!"

Then, everyone in the square bowed down in unison and called.

It was the head of the Creation Sect and the rest of the elders in the sect who came.

"Creation!"

Tang Hao raised his head and glanced away.

The head of this Creation Sect has always inherited the title of Creation Son, and now this one is the same, however, compared to the previous Creation Son, this one is much weaker, and the strength of the six tribulations is really a bit cold.

"You're welcome!"

The creation of the son fell, the sleeve robe rolled up, and shouted.

He has a white beard and white hair, looks about seventy years old, has a thin face, dull eyes, and a cold and indifferent temperament.

He glanced around, and frowned slightly when he saw those Heavenly Princes.

But soon, he returned to normal, and shouted in all directions: "Ladies and gentlemen, it is the time of another year's ceremony, and it is time for this gate, the door of creation, to be opened again. No matter where you come from, we welcome you. ”

"However, as the saying goes, there is a spirit in creation, and whether you can get something in this ceremony depends on your own creation!"

"Thank you, Master of the Creation Gate!"

There is a big prince who speaks, politely and authentically.

The creator smiled, turned around, and raised his hand, revealing a ring.

That is the token of the head of the Creation Gate, and it is also the treasure that opens the Gate of Creation.

Under his urging, the ring bloomed with earth-shattering brilliance, and the huge stone door also trembled, suddenly, with a bang, the stone door trembled, cracking from the middle, and the inside bloomed with extremely brilliant brilliance.

"It's glaring!"

There was an exclamation in all directions, and everyone covered their eyes.

And Tang Hao was also shaken, he squinted, wanting to penetrate the crack and see the situation in the door.

However, no matter how he stared, the situation in the door was hazy, and he could not see anything clearly.

"The door of creation has been opened! The ceremony has officially begun, please come forward in an orderly manner and sacrifice treasures!"

The Creation Son shouted.

"Gone!"

The disciples in the square lined up and rushed towards the door.

Those foreign disciples rushed to the front, then the official disciples, and Tang Hao's miscellaneous servants followed behind.

But those people stood quietly in mid-air, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

"The ancestors and the ancestors are above, and we must bless my disciples with good luck and great creation. ”

"Old Ancestor, you must bless your disciples, if your disciples get the Enlightenment, they will definitely serve the Sect and restore our Enlightenment Dao System!"

Many disciples clasped their hands together and prayed incessantly.

Even Gao Dayong and others were the same, they still closed their eyes, and they were very pious.

"Does it work?"

Tang Hao said curiously.

"Hey, of course it's useful, as the saying goes, there is a spirit in creation, our door to creation is also spiritual, and it is definitely better to pray a few words than not to pray!" Gao Dayong opened his eyes and said.

Tang Hao listened to it and laughed.

"Hey, don't believe it, let me tell you, this Gate of Creation is really mysterious, very spiritual, generally speaking, the treasures invested are about the same, the disciples of this sect are luckier than those foreign disciples, and they can get better treasures. ”

Tall and brave.

"Really?"

Tang Hao was stunned.

"Of course!" Gao Dayong patted his chest and swore solemnly.

"Interesting!"

Tang Hao rubbed his chin, and his eyes flashed with thought.

(End of chapter)