"Tsk, old friends meet, and they don't even have a chair?"

Who's friends with you monster, hey!

The true immortals screamed in their hearts, but on the outside, they were sitting upright, not squinting, not daring to show the slightest emotional fluctuation, for fear of being detected by the devil in front of them.

Yan Xing shook his head boringly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of his head, pulling out a colorful light wheel, which was actually the Soldier of the Ruins [Mandala], with endless light scattered and scattered, condensed into a simple divine seat, sitting on it leisurely.

The moment they saw the mandala round, all the true immortals trembled in their eyes, since that battle, the Lord of Reincarnation has completely disappeared, and there will be no accidents, he must have been poisoned and fell silently.

"Although I didn't contribute to the construction of the world context, I provided a lot of materials, so I can't take a part of the quota for the realm guards, right?"

[In view of the general environment,

Yan Xing looked around and said softly, seemingly asking for opinions, but he didn't give everyone the right to refuse at all.

The true immortals were silent, as if they hadn't heard it, Hongzu looked helpless when he saw this, sighed secretly in his heart, and slowly spoke: "Yan Daoyou, your request is indeed not excessive, but we all follow the rules, compete fairly, and there is no direct assignment, otherwise it will inevitably be impossible to convince the public."

"Don't worry, am I the kind of person who oppresses people with power?"

Yan Xing waved his hand, indicating that I understand, I understand.

When all the true immortals heard this, their eyebrows trembled, and they had a deeper understanding of the shamelessness of Yan Xing, if there was no battle, they really thought that he was a humble gentleman.

Yan Xing didn't care about the thoughts of these defeated generals, turned his head to look at the void on the side, and said softly, "Come out."

Buzzing.

The void distorted, and one after another figures with strong aura stepped out, it was Wei Yuan and other members of the night who stepped forward and saluted, standing behind Yan Xing, and glanced at the true immortals with a cold gaze.

Night Show!

Hongzu Tong Kong shrank slightly, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but thinking of the power of Yan Xing, he could only press it sullenly.

"And you."

With a wave of his hand, Yan Xing opened a passage linking the [Human Realm], and hundreds of streamers poured out, scattering directly on the veins of the inner world.

Looking at the many black hair and black eyes that suddenly appeared, and all of them exuded an extremely powerful aura of gods and demons, the expressions of the true immortals changed slightly, their eyes showed strange looks, and there was an inexplicable restlessness in their hearts.

To what extent has the origin world of Yan Xing, the heaven and earth called the [Human Realm], developed now?

It was so easy to send out so many gods and demons pure bloods!

And through the breath perception, these purebloods are not ordinary newcomers to the realm of gods and demons, they are obviously existences that have been stranded in this realm for a long time, the tip of the iceberg, the tip of the iceberg!

Perhaps, under the command of Cheng Yan, it is not a bad choice to reincarnate as a pure-blood human race in the human world......

The eyes of the true immortals flickered, and there was a slight movement in the hearts of many people.

As Yan Xing withdrew his palm, the oppressive atmosphere in the void relaxed a little, and they all looked at the flickering veins of the pillar of light, and time passed little by little, and the figures that were summoned began to become scarce.

They waited to see if the mysterious man would show up as well, but they didn't show up until all the passages were closed.

It seems that the mystery man will not appear.

Hongzu's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at Yan Xing with an inquiring look.

If Yan Xing didn't come, he was indeed the one who presided over the selection of the realm guards, but Yan Xing was all present, so he naturally had to give the other party enough faces, so as not to be taken advantage of the opportunity to make trouble.

"Hongzu, don't worry about me, just follow your process."

Yan Xing shook his head, looking indifferent, in fact, at this moment, his deity was still in the Mindless Star Sea, using the hell dimension to carry the Final Illusion Land, and what he came was just a clone of the origin world.

On this occasion, there is no need for his deity at all, just go through the motions, and take down part of the authority of the realm guard by the way.

"It's fine, old man

and overstepped."

Hongzu breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, stepped out in two steps, and appeared with endless divine light, gathering a huge and extremely large phantom in the void, indifferently looking down at the boundless veins below, and the true immortal aura roared down.

At this scene, all of a sudden, countless figures on the artery who were waiting for the battle all looked up in shock, looking at the majestic virtual shadow that seemed to be a galaxy.

"I am the Ancestor!"

Boom Boom –

The sound of thunder and heaven, regardless of the spatial distance, resounded within a range of hundreds of millions of light years, and one did not miss in everyone's ears.

"The old man respectfully represents the will of civilization, the meaning of all true immortals, and the lord of the underworld, presiding over this selection of realm guards."

"You need to know that there are no rules, no restrictions, no casualties in this selection, you can use all your means to guard a main vein or branch vein, and persist until the last existence, when no challenger appears, you can obtain the authority of the boundary guard of the corresponding vein, and sit on a stone tablet node."

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked by the huge shock, and the seemingly simple rules revealed bloody cruelty.

However, no one chose to retreat, but their eyes were shining, their fighting spirit was high, and they looked at the surrounding figures with fierce eyes, everyone here is a competitor, I can't say, I will have to do it later.

Hongzu generalized, nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and continued to say in a deep voice:

"You all know about the benefits and opportunities of the Mobius world, so take advantage of it and cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Of course, you must also be self-aware and choose your place so that you don't die meaninglessly."

There are no rules, which is the biggest rule, and if you choose the wrong opponent, you will be unlucky.

There were no fools present, and they all understood the meaning of Hongzu's words.

All of a sudden, the main veins, or those of the top branches, and many figures rose into the air, shattering the void and running away from the subordinate branches.

From low to high, from weak to strong, the real strong will definitely fight brutally around the main vein and the first and second branch veins, and the vast majority of people are not qualified to participate in the battle at that level.

The safest choice is naturally to go to the lowest ninth-level branch, settle a place first, and then wait for the opportunity to advance to a higher-level branch, steady and steady, which is the king.

The flow of people, like a flood, flowed towards the "low-lying" places. There are sensible people, of course, there are also self-sustaining and powerful existences that remain immovable.

These guys......

All of them are demonic powerhouses who have attracted the attention of all the true immortals before.

Hongzu looked indifferent, silently watching all this, without saying a word, letting everyone divert until there was no longer a figure to change its position, then he spoke.

"Mobius Sri World, Guardian Selection, Begin!

」

Get Started –

Roar, roar, roar!

Kill! Kill!

War!

！

At the sound of an order, the blazing aura exploded almost simultaneously on the many brilliant veins, and the surging battle intent roared majestically, and the sound of angry shouts and killings resounded throughout the universe.

"Everyone, let's go too!"

Hongzu turned his head, looked at the many divine seats in the depths of the Infinite High Void, and said softly.

The realm guards the authority, how can they be without these true immortal giants?!

"Good!"

"Good."

"Amitabha!"

The True Immortals slowly got up, their breath rose, their will was blazing, and their eyes turned and fell on those huge main veins.

"Three hundred and sixty-five main veins, it seems, not enough!"

Yan Xing's eyebrows and eyes rose, and he also stood up, and the divine seat dissipated, turning into a bright light wheel again, suspended behind his head.

It is really not enough, the will of civilization has gathered all the true immortal giants of the old department of the former alliance tribe, and those existences who have awakened from their slumber have greatly expanded the true immortal team.

Those True Immortals killed by Yan Xing were insignificant and had little impact on the total number of True Immortals.

Inadequate?

What else can I do?!

Then fight, fight, grab!

Isn't this the road of the strong, fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with people, who hasn't walked all the way to the flames of war, has long been accustomed to this endless competition.

"To each his own!"

"To each his own means!"

Boom –

The true immortals looked at each other, and then their figures flickered, holding the soldiers of the relics, showing an immeasurable aura, like a galaxy rolling upside down, tearing through the pitch-black void, and falling towards the extremely large main veins.

The world vein covers nearly a trillion light years, how majestic and huge, it is the smallest ninth-level branch vein, and it is like a boundless continent, enough to carry the battle of many strong people.

In addition, the veins are made of endless treasure materials, indestructible, and at the moment of successful construction, the veins are activated, and the great power is intertwined into one, even the true immortals do not want to leave scratches on it.

"What!?"

"He, they, even want to participate in the selection?"

Above the vein, many figures sensed the terrifying aura that was rapidly approaching in the void, and their expressions suddenly changed wildly, and Tong Kong was shocked, and immediately realized the terrible truth.

Damn it!

I didn't say it before, the True Immortal Giants will also be involved, and now they are standing on the main line, how is it different from actively seeking death?

Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!

Without the slightest hesitation, those demonic powerhouses who were still strong and unmoved before were all retreating towards the branch vein, the gap between risk and benefit was too big, and it was better to occupy the first-level branch vein.

"Hehe, these little guys are self-aware."

On a main vein that shimmered with chaotic colors, the dragon-robed young boy stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the people who were holding their heads and rats, and a trace of tiny was pulled out on his little face.

And himself, looking up at the galaxy of light approaching in the void, did not move, fixed abnormally, and even flashed a trace of imperceptible disdain in the depths of the golden boy hole.

"This main vein, corresponding, should be the Chaos Secret Archive Inheritance Tablet, right?"

Well!?

The dragon robe boy Tong Kong Meng shrank, looked back in amazement, and at some point, a figure was already standing not far behind him.

What, when?

A drop of cold sweat quietly fell from his forehead, he didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation in his breath, at such a close distance, if the other party suddenly made a move, wouldn't he even have a chance to react.

"Well, yes, these guys don't have a lake to mess with."

As if he didn't see the young child in front of him, Yan Xing stepped on the ground with his own feet, sensing its indestructible texture and the terrifying fluctuations flowing within it, and nodded with satisfaction.

The world is related to the hope of civilization, and it is also the dawn of the true immortals stepping into the holy realm, and the true immortals will naturally do their best to build it, and they dare not deceive to make a tofu scum project.

"Kid, why don't you run away?"

Yan Xing raised his eyes to look at the young child in a dragon robe, pretending not to know, and shouted the word "child".

"You—"

The child's expression changed, his expression became cold, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Humph! Where this emperor is located, that is, my land, how can I give up half a point!?"

"If you want to fight, then you will fight!

」

Roar Ang –

The majestic dragon chant resounded throughout the universe, and the boundless void behind the young child turned into a piece of brilliant gold in an instant, and visions of borderless territories emerged, and endless creatures worshipped in it.

Boy!

Yan Xing's eyes lit up, as if he had seen something interesting, and his heart was surprised.

This is, the way of fortune?

Another extinct system of power.