Chapter 17: Space Opens

The distribution of the number of people entering the space of the six gods is not distributed according to the power of the force, but according to the number of martial saints.

This rule was not changed later, but was set when the six gods space was successfully opened for the first time, only recognize strength, not fame, even if it is inherited for a long time, as long as there is no martial saint powerhouse, no one can enter.

It's not that the strong people who set the rules at the beginning didn't think about their juniors, but because opening the Six Divine Space requires the help of Martial Saint powerhouses, and at least six Martial Saint powerhouses are required.

The six Martial Saints are only the lower limit of opening the Six Divine Space, and although the Six Martial Saint Spaces can open the Six Divine Spaces, it will be very difficult.

The opening of the Six Divine Space only requires the amount of force, so the Martial Saint powerhouse can be infinitely increased, and the more the number of Martial Saint powerhouses, the less pressure the opening of the Six Gods Space will be on each Martial Saint Strong.

It is precisely for this reason that those Martial Saint powerhouses set this rule back then, because of the existence of this rule, every two hundred and sixteen years is not only the day when the Six Divine Space opens, but also a grand gathering of the Martial Saint powerhouses of the Tianxuan Continent.

Of course, this grand event is only for human beings, although hundreds of thousands of years ago, all races on the continent participated, but in the current Tianxuan Continent, human beings are the masters of the continent, although there are also martial saint-level powerhouses among orcs and demonic beasts, but compared with humans, they do not have the slightest advantage.

Although the human race is constantly fighting among themselves, they are very united when it comes to the foreign race, and the six god space was also discovered by the human martial saint, and the orc race and the demonic beast have no reason to snatch the opportunity.

There are twenty places for each Martial Saint, although it is not much, but the number of places in the hands of the Martial Saint powerhouses in the whole continent adds up, and there are also hundreds of people.

Zhou Yunfeng took a look at the personnel of the Tianyun Empire and the Tianyun War Martial Academy, and found that as Hong Xiao said, the lowest cultivation was the peak of the Nine Rank Martial Emperor, and there was only one person at the peak of the Nine Turn Martial Emperor.

Seeing these people, Zhou Yunfeng knew that the other teams should be similar, and he realized that he really underestimated the talents in the world.

Just the Tianyun Empire had sixty geniuses who had reached the Martial Emperor before the age of thirty-six, and Zhou Yunfeng believed that this was definitely not all.

In Hong Xiao's lineage, in addition to seeing Yan Tao and Meng Yushan, Zhou Yunfeng also had two people, one was the apprentice of his third senior brother Wang Peng, and the other was Hong Wuji's apprentice.

Hong Xiao's twenty places were divided into five people, four of the other fifteen places were given to friends, ten places were equally divided between the Tianyun Empire and the Tianyun War Martial Academy, and the last place was given to Xiao Yan.

When there were still three days before the opening of the Six Gods Space, the team of the Golden Dragon Empire came, and the strength of the Golden Dragon Empire was also extremely good, with two martial saint powerhouses.

In a blink of an eye, June 6 arrived, and after dawn, after a simple breakfast, all the personnel who needed to enter the space of the six gods gathered outside the tent.

After a while, three old men walked out of the largest tent, and these three old men were Li Wankong, Gu Feiyang, and Hong Xiao.

"Let's go!" Li Wankong looked at the highest mountain on the Six Gods Island and said in a deep voice.

After that, Li Wankong, Gu Feiyang and Hong Xiao flew out side by side, and the people behind hurriedly followed.

When he reached the top of Liushen Mountain, Zhou Yunfeng found that there were already many people waiting there, but they all had a common feature, that is, there were one or two old men standing in front of them.

After Li Wankong and the others fell, and several of the old men nodded to each other, Zhou Yunfeng paid attention to it, plus the side of the Tianyun Empire, there were a total of five parties.

Not long after the arrival of the Tianyun Empire, three more potential forces have arrived, plus the previous five potential forces, there are a total of eight potential forces.

The eight potential forces are distinct, there is only one Martial Saint powerhouse in front of the four directions, there are two Martial Saint powerhouses in front of the three potential forces, and only the Tianyun Empire is the only one with three Martial Saint powerhouses.

Zhou Yunfeng learned that the number of Martial Saint powerhouses reached two of them were the four major empires of human beings on the Tianxuan Continent, and the other four powerful forces, among them, one of the Martial Saints was a loose cultivator, without his own potential power, and the martial artists behind him were also the least, only twelve people, and the most powerful tripartite potential forces were Tianluomen, the Mercenary Guild and the Red Lian Sect.

Although these thirteen martial saint powerhouses dare not say that they are all martial saint powerhouses of the Chinese human race in the Tianxuan Continent, they also represent the highest strength of the human race.

"Now that we're here, let's do it!" said an old man in a white robe with fiery red hair.

"Ha Luha, I haven't seen that disgusting guy this year, and I feel a lot better!" said a white-haired old man in a blue robe.

"You Tianluomen should be in a good mood, if it weren't for the bad eyes of the old man and the Tianyun Empire, I'm afraid it wouldn't be your Tianluomen standing here, but the Hell Sect!" an old man in a yellow robe sneered.

"Old man Russ, you just want to find fault, don't you?" The white-haired old man in the green robe suddenly turned ugly, and said coldly.

"The old man is just telling the truth!Old man Mu, you must think that the old man is finding fault, if there is any means, the old man will take it!" the old man in the green robe said lightly, without the slightest fear.

"It's been hundreds of years, and you two old things haven't quarreled enough! Don't be ashamed in front of your juniors!" At this time, an old man in a yellow robe spoke.

"Humph!"

Listening to the words of the old man in the green robe, the old man surnamed Mu of Tianluomen suddenly had anger on his face, and he was about to open his mouth to refute, but when he saw the old man in the yellow robe speak, he could only snort coldly and shut his mouth.

"Master, who is that old man in the yellow robe? That cow, as soon as he opened his mouth, the martial saints of Tianluomen didn't dare to speak!" Zhou Yunfeng curiously transmitted a message to Hong Xiao's soul.

"That person's name is Tang Hao, and he is the Supreme Elder of the Mercenary Union. The martial saint powerhouses on the Tianxuan Continent are basically first-tribulation martial saints, but Tang Hao is a second-tribulation martial saint, and the martial saint here is the highest in terms of his strength, so Mu Tong of Tianluomen will be afraid of him. Hong Xiao replied.

"Damn! It turned out to be a Second Tribulation Martial Saint, no wonder as soon as he opened his mouth, those two old men were dumbfounded!" Zhou Yunfeng couldn't help but glance at Tang Hao, and thought to himself.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start! I haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, and after sending these little guys in, everyone can have a chat!" Tang Hao smiled.

After that, Tang Hao's figure flashed and appeared in a middle clearing, seeing that Tang Hao moved, of course the others did not dare to slack off, and all the martial saints left the team and appeared in the middle of the clearing.

"The old rules, the order of entry remains the same, Brother He's team will enter the last!" Tang Hao looked at the Martial Saint powerhouse and asked, "Brother He, I don't know if it's okay?"

The old man is just a casual cultivator, he doesn't have any competitive heart, bringing these little guys here is just for them to try their luck, as for the order, it doesn't matter. The name surnamed Wu Sheng smiled indifferently.

"What Brother He said is reasonable, but there are too many people, so you can't rush up!" Tang Hao smiled.

"Everything is arranged by Brother Tang, and the old man has no opinion!" He surnamed Wusheng smiled.

"Since that's the case, let's do it!" Tang Hao glanced at more than a dozen martial saints, and said with a straight face.

The other twelve people all nodded solemnly, and in an instant, thirteen people surrounded the city in an arc, and thirteen majestic and vast momentum rose to the sky, and the hundreds of Martial Emperor powerhouses who stayed in the distance seemed to be in the midst of a raging wind, and they were staggered.

This is still the case of the thirteen Martial Saint powerhouses deliberately suppressing the momentum, and the hearts of the hundreds of Martial Emperor powerhouses are like the bad situation they are in, turbulent and difficult to calm down, they are all regarded as people who have stepped into the forest of the strong, but at this time, they feel the momentum of the Martial Saint powerhouses, and they know that they are still far away.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Thirteen different colors of fighting qi rose into the sky, containing devastating attacks shot diagonally upward, the originally empty sky actually stopped the thirteen attacks, and the sounds that shook the heavens and the earth sounded.

The attacks of the thirteen Martial Saint powerhouses did not stop because of the single blow, and a steady stream of fighting qi shot from their hands into the sky, and layers of ripples appeared in the transparent air, and the ripples continued to spread in circles, and the fluctuations became bigger and bigger.

"Open!"

At this time, the faces of the thirteen Martial Saint powerhouses became unprecedentedly solemn, and the thirteen people burst into cheers almost at the same time, and the fighting spirit gushing out suddenly increased.

The ripples instantly turned into boiling water, and soon the sky seemed to be pierced, and a small crack slowly expanded, the size of a fist

The size of the bowl

Although the rift was not big, there was already a thick heaven and earth aura gushing out of the space, which suddenly made the eyes of the hundreds of people who were about to enter the space swell with heat and expectation.

The crack continued to grow, and soon there was an adult ** small, at this time Tang Hao suddenly shouted: "The old man is reminding me once, the reopening time of the Six Gods Space is on the fifth day after a year, and it will not wait!"

"Yes!"

When the crack boasted that the avenue was enough for two people to pass easily, Tang Hao spoke again: "The mercenary union will enter!"

"Yes~!" the twenty members of the Mercenary Guild answered, and then rose from the ground and shot towards the rift.

Soon, the back of the last person of the mercenary group trade union disappeared into the crack, and at this time, Li Wankong said in a deep voice: "The Tianyun Empire is entering!"

"The Riesel Empire is entering!"

"The Golden Dragon Empire is in~!"

"The U.S. and Canadian empires are advancing!"

"Tianluo Gate enters!"

"Chilian Zongjin!"

"Little guys, now it's just you left, life and death, and fate are up to you, go in!" the Martial Saint surnamed He said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" After the only twelve remaining Martial Emperor powerhouses on the top of the mountain bowed down in response, they finally couldn't help but rush towards the rift.

When the twelve people disappeared into the crack, Tang Hao said loudly: "Close!"

As Tang Hao's words fell, the thirteen Martial Saint powerhouses stopped almost simultaneously and withdrew the fighting spirit that maintained the spatial rift.

Although it was only a short period of ten minutes, the aura of the thirteen people had weakened significantly, and it was conceivable how great the consumption of opening and maintaining this rift was for them