Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Battle of the Divine Son, Crushing Strongly!

It is said that a long time ago, there were five major families in the Divine Realm, and the strongest of them was the Divine Family, which gave birth to the only God Emperor in the Divine Realm, so the other four major families respected it, which was the predecessor of the Central Divine Court and the Four Heavenly Courts of the Southeast, Northwest, and Northwest.

Naturally, the so-called Divine Court and Heavenly Court are just for the sake of sounding, and their essence is still the five major families.

However, after countless thousands of years, many rising families have appeared, but they are not as good as the five major families, which has also caused the current pattern of one god court, four heavenly courts, and ten hidden families in the god realm.

As for whether there are other super forces, there are of course they are, but they are extremely low-key, and they are so low-key that people almost never feel their existence.

Today is the dominant force in the Divine Realm, the Central Divine Court, which is the big day for its selection of a new Divine Son, and almost all the large and small forces in the Divine Realm are also paying attention to this battle of the Divine Son.

"Childe, since ancient times, the battle between the Son of God has been lifeless, this time you can avenge the revenge of the year!"

Looking at the murderous look on the chief manager's face, Shen Wudao smiled slightly: "I have my own measure in this matter, so I won't worry about the chief manager." ”

Compared with Shen Wudao's full of self-confidence, Shen Wuji, the eldest prince, seemed a little depressed.

"Long Qian, you said he had actually reached the peak of the Heavenly God Realm?"

"Childe, the subordinates can be sure, and this is also what the subordinates learned about when they bought the servants around him. ”

"Alas, this Seventh Prince of God is really scheming, he has deceived me for so long. ”

Immediately, Shen Wuji's words changed: "But I have reached the realm of the God King, no matter what he does, he can't make any big waves!"

When Long Qianyi heard that his son-in-law was so confident, he hurriedly patted his ass and said: "This is natural, my subordinates are here to congratulate my son-in-law on winning the position of the son of God in advance!"

Soon after, the space flashed with ripples, and then a thick imperial power instantly filled the entire sky, and the majestic imperial power made the people present surrender and could not resist at all.

"I'll wait to meet the Ziwei God Emperor!"

Ziwei Divine Emperor looked at everyone on the field and nodded slightly: "You don't have to be polite, this emperor also wants to thank you for taking the time to come and witness the birth of the new Divine Son." ”

"The God Emperor is polite, it is also our honor to witness the birth of the Son of God!"

"Hehe, in that case, Grand Boss, let's get started!"

The chief manager understood, and he hurriedly announced: "There are a total of 16 candidates for the Divine Son in this battle for the Divine Son, all of whom are under the age of 1,000 and have excellent talents.

In addition, regardless of life or death in this duel, if the opponent surrenders or leaves the tournament, it will be considered a victory!"

Finally, the chief manager glanced at the "contestants", and then shouted: "I announce that the battle of the Divine Son has officially begun!"

With the order of the chief administrator, this battle between the gods and sons, which had been postponed for two hundred years, finally kicked off.

"Big brother Wudao, you have to come on!"

"Xiao Ling'er, I know. ”

"Hmph, where am I small, you have to call me Ling'er!"

"Oh, I see, little Linger. ”

Ling'er: "......"

This is the daily life of Shen Wudao and Ling'er in the past fifty years, although the two often quarrel, but the relationship is getting better and better, it can be described as a pair of happy enemies.

In fact, sometimes even God Wudao can't figure it out, because Ling'er seems to be tens of thousands of years old, why is she still as innocent and lively and carefree as a child?

Seeing that the girl was still muttering about what happened just now, Shen Wudao shook her head slightly, and then looked at her with tenderness: "Alas, it seems that all this can only be told to me by you in person in the future, but when will you, the 'stupid' Ling'er, find out that you have already been 'exposed'?"

"Hey, big brother Wudao, hurry up and play, it's already your turn!"

The girl's anxious voice woke up Shen Wudao, who was in a daze, and he smiled at her: "Don't worry, I won't lose." ”

"Well, Big Brother Wudao is the best!"

The so-called people under the age of 1,000 and those with extraordinary talent are at most the strength of the middle stage of the Heavenly God Realm in the eyes of the Divine Dao.

Therefore, after Shen Wudao launched the cultivation of the peak of the Heavenly God Realm, he almost didn't encounter any resistance and directly advanced to the finals.

Of course, the final opponent of Shen Wudao is naturally Shen Wuji.

In the finals, when the enemies met, it should have been very red-eyed, but now the atmosphere is a little relaxed, yes, it is indeed relaxed, because the two have started the business blowing mode......

"Haha, Daoist son, I vaguely remember that when you first came to the God Realm, I still had a good time with you?

At that time, I found out that the son of Wudao was extraordinary, and in time, he would definitely have a great achievement, and when I look at it today, I was not lying at that time!"

"Hehe, the eldest prince is laughing, who in the entire god realm doesn't know the name of the eldest prince, compared with the eldest prince, Wudao is still far behind!"

Hearing this, Shen Wuji smiled happily: "In today's battle between the gods and sons, one of us will fail, if I lose, I hope that the men of Wudao will show mercy!"

"Hehe, that's nature, please rest assured!"

After listening to Shen Wudao's words, Shen Wuji was stunned: "Why doesn't he play cards according to the routine, I am obviously modest, humble!"

Looking at Shen Wuji's bewildered expression, Shen Wudao's heart was dark: "Hehe, can you fool me? How can anyone smile and beg for mercy! Alas, since you have begged for mercy, I won't beat you to death, at most I will beat you to a disability." ”

And some melon-eating monks in the audience who didn't know the truth found out that the two were so "harmonious", and they couldn't help but praise the good relationship between the two, but for the monks who knew the content of their conversation, it was a different idea.

Finally, the most exciting moment began, and all the monks looked at the two people on the field with a little nervousness and excitement, after all, what a glorious thing it would be to be able to witness the birth of a divine son!

"Daoless son, please make a move, I'll let you make ten moves, after all, I am a god king realm, if I make a move, you will definitely not be able to take ten moves!"

When the monks in the audience heard this, some people exclaimed: "Alas, Wuji Gongzi is really well-intentioned, he doesn't want the Seventh Prince of God to lose so badly, so he came up with such a method!"

"What this Taoist friend said is extreme, not only that, but Wuji Gongzi also wants to defeat the Seventh Prince of God in this way, it is really murderous!"

......

Listening to the whispers of the monks in the audience, and looking at Shen Wuji on the stage with a confident face, Shen Wudao was a little speechless: "Why are you so arrogant? I am a villain, and I am not so arrogant? Why are you so good?"

By the way, and that group of people who eat melons, can't they stop talking? The results haven't come out yet, so you just guess blindly, are you really not afraid of slapping your face? Or are you thick-skinned and don't hurt at all, so you're not afraid of slapping your face?"

Thinking of this, Shen Wudao was a little helpless: "That's it, let's teach you a little lesson today!"

"Attention Childe Wuji, I'm coming!"

"Hehe, just come!"

"Boom!"

In a flash of light, a battle is over.

Looking at Shen Wuji on the ground like a dead dog, Shen Wudao said with a little seriousness: "My dear Wuji Gongzi, I already know about the you did!"

I won't kill you today, because we belong to a clan, because we have the same blood on our bodies!

Shen Wudao left in such a dashing manner, leaving behind the melon-eating crowd and the people of the Shen family with a stunned face.

As for why Shen Wudao didn't kill Shen Wuji, the reason is that he can't kill it yet, after all, Shen Wuji still has a father who is Prime Minister Zuo, and there is more than one God Emperor in the Shen family.

Of course, for the person who provokes the protagonist, no matter who it is, he will die, but the way of death is different.

After three months, Shen Wudao was officially established as the son of God, and he only smiled at the steady stream of people who came to congratulate him, and as for those who came to take refuge in him, he also handed them over to the chief administrator to deal with.

After all, at this moment, he has more important things to do......