The Holy Tripod of the Wind fell into the hands of Xuantian.

Coupled with the Chaos Holy Tribe in his hand, the Thunder Holy Tribe, Xuantian has a total of three Holy Tribes.

The mission of finding the Nine Sacred Tripods has been completed by one-third.

Lu Jiechen's flesh and blood turned into food for the little tiger.

Although Lu Jiechen is only a sixth-level emperor, the energy contained in his flesh and blood is even stronger than that of ordinary ninth-level emperors, which makes Xiaohu's strength improve a lot.

In the eastern seas, on a deserted island somewhere.

Xuantian sat on a grassy field, and next to him stood a three-legged ancient tripod, on which was the eternal hurricane flowing, which was the holy tripod of the wind.

Not far away, the little tiger was lazily lying on the grass, basking in the sun.

The Black Snake Clan of Dongliu Island held the Ten Thousand Demon Conference, and there was still half a month to go, and at Xuantian's speed, Dongliu Island could be reached at any time, and the Golden Dragon Master would not appear until after the Ten Thousand Demon Conference was over, so Xuantian did not plan to rush over.

Now that you have obtained the Holy Tripod of the Wind, you naturally have to take a good look at it.

Although Xuantian comprehended the true meaning of the wind, he had never been attentive to the meaning of the wind, and his talent for comprehending the meaning of the wind was not high, even if he comprehended the mystery of the wind, it was difficult to achieve it.

However, now that there is the Holy Tripod of the Wind, Xuantian has refined the Holy Tripod of the Wind into a thing, and directly comprehended the Holy Tripod of the Wind, and you can comprehend the mystery of the wind.

Now, Xuantian is contemplating the Holy Ding of the Wind, he sits with his eyes closed, his mind is connected to the Holy Ding of the Wind, and he feels as if he is in the ocean of the wind, and the whole person moves with the wind and dances with the wind.

The fluctuations of the wind, the melody of the wind, the trajectory of the wind......

At every moment, Xuantian has a comprehension of the mystery of the wind.

Time flies like water. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

Xuantian Shen Wu Feng Shengding has already achieved something. In the space of his eyebrows, a hurricane primordial god was condensed.

Like the Chaos Primordial God and the Thunder Primordial Spirit, through the Holy Tripod comprehension of the mysteries, and by merging with the mind, you can turn into a primordial god, not a soul.

Under normal circumstances, whether a warrior condenses a sword soul or a martial soul, when he becomes a king, he has a few souls. In the future, although I can comprehend other mysteries, I can no longer condense my soul.

Owning Shengding is able to break this rule. At any time, as long as there is the help of the Holy Ding, the warrior can condense one more primordial god.

It's just that Xuantian comprehends the mystery of the wind. In just ten days, it is impossible to compete with chaos and thunder...... and so on.

So. That Hurricane Primordial God is still very weak, and it will take a lot of time to continue to comprehend the Wind Sacred Tripod and grow it.

With the Holy Tripod of the Wind in hand, as long as there is time, the comprehension of the mystery of the wind is enough to catch up with the mystery of chaos and the mystery of thunder.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the Ten Thousand Demon Conference has arrived. Today is September 1, 10007 A.D.

Xuantian took Xiaohu and left the desert island. Head to Dongliu Island.

As a quasi-emperor, the Venerable Golden Dragon will definitely not accept disciples at will.

Now the Venerable Golden Dragon wants to recruit a son-in-law for his newly adopted female disciple, and the Venerable Venerable Golden Dragon took Long Ziyan away more than three years ago.

Xuantian's intuition told him that Long Ziyan was the new female disciple of the Golden Dragon Venerable.

The Venerable Master of the Golden Dragon recruited a son-in-law for Long Ziyan, and no one Xuantian would agree, so he wanted to participate in the Ten Thousand Demons Conference and defeat everyone.

With his current strength, only the Quasi-Emperor can suppress him, the ninth-level emperor is not his opponent, even a perverted demon like Lu Jiechen died in his hands, participating in the Ten Thousand Demon Conference, Xuantian has no pressure.

The Ten Thousand Demon Conference is only allowed to participate in the Emperor's under the age of one hundred and fifty, and the probability of appearing a ninth-level emperor is very small, and the probability of appearing a quasi-emperor is even more zero.

Xuantian took a million miles in one step, and in a short time, he had already come to Dongliu Island.

The Black Snake Clan is the number one force on Dongliu Island, and it is not difficult to ask where the Black Snake Clan is, and soon, Xuantian came to the Black Snake Fortress in the east of Dongliu Island.

This is a huge city that stretches for more than 200 miles, and the city walls are made of black stones, which are as high as 100 zhang.

Xuantian came to the Black Snake Clan not early, and the Ten Thousand Demon Conference had already begun.

Not only did a large number of junior masters of the demon clan gather in the Black Snake Fortress, but there were also a lot of strong people from the human race.

Emperors under the age of 150, in the entire Central Continent region, there are quite a few human races and demon races.

Like the Demon Clan's Blood Cicada Son, the Lion Tongtian, the Terran Lu Juechen, Fengyun Invincible and others, they are all the latest generation of emperors, only forty or fifty years old, and in their predecessors, there are also some geniuses who have the ability to leapfrog challenges in the Emperor Realm, some are already sixth-level emperors, some are seventh-level emperors, and some have become eighth-level emperors.

There is not a single ninth-level emperor under the age of 150, let alone a quasi-emperor under the age of 150.

Xuantian arrived at the Black Snake Fortress and saw some familiar characters, such as Fengyun Invincible and Zhan Lang, the cultivation of the two of them was the same as Xuantian, they were both fifth-level emperors.

The five perverted demons of the Terran race in Central Continent, Wei Zhenyu and Lu Jiechen died at the hands of Xuantian one after another, the wind and clouds are invincible, the battle wave has a good relationship with Xuantian, and the other emperor is first-class, but he did not appear.

Xuantian arrived and immediately stood with the invincible wind and clouds and the battle waves.

Talking to the two of them, I realized that their purpose was not to get the first relationship with the Golden Dragon Master, but that there were too few opportunities for the junior geniuses of the human race and the demon clan to gather together, and they came here to meet the junior geniuses of the demon clan for a while.

In fact, what is really qualified to chase the first place is not invincible, war waves, and lions...... These youngest emperors are the kind of senior geniuses who have already reached the eighth level of emperors.

There are a few people who have become eighth-level emperors, there are several human races and demon races, some are just over 100 years old, and some are nearly 150 years old.

"There are three eighth-level emperors of the descendants of the human race, namely Wei Wuqing of the Wei family, Fengyun Mu of the Fengyun family, and Huangfu Zeming of the Huangfu family, Wei Wuqing and Fengyun Mu are both more than one hundred and thirty years old, and Huangfu Zeming is only one hundred and nine years old, all three of them have been eighth-level emperors for more than eight years, among which Huangfu Zeming has the greatest potential, Wei Wuqing and Fengyunmu may only have the ultimate combat power of the eighth-level emperor, and Huangfu Zhiming should have the combat power of the ninth-level emperor. ”

A battle wave with fiery red hair explained to Xuantian.

Fengyun was invincible and said: "There are only two eighth-level emperors of the demon clan. One is the dragon boy, the other is flying in the snow, and both of them have very high qualifications. Xue Zhongfei is about the same as Huangfu Zeming, he is one hundred and fifteen years old this year, and his body is a snow sculpture, while the dragon prince is only one hundred and seven years old this year, but he has been an eighth-level emperor for more than ten years. It should be the strongest one, and the body is a frog. ”

While speaking, Fengyun Invincible pointed out the two of them to Xuantian. They were all fighting in the battlefield ahead, one was dressed in white, his hair was also white, and his whole body was as white as snow. It's flying in the snow. There is also a tall man in a green robe, two meters tall, with a horn on his forehead, who is the son of the dragon.

The demon beast can be transformed into a human form when it becomes a king, and this dragon prince is not unable to completely transform into a human, but deliberately leaves a corner.

This turns into a dragon boy. With the blood of the dragon, he is confident that he will be able to incarnate a dragon in the future. So he called himself Long Gongzi, and his horn was a symbol of his identity, so it has always remained on his forehead, in his opinion, this is a kind of dignity.

The Ten Thousand Demon Conference is not like a formal competition, a one-on-one battle, where the winner advances, the loser is eliminated, and the round by round is slowly compared.

Rather, all the participating warriors all enter a battlefield and engage in a melee, only the winner and the loser, who can hold out to the last and defeat everyone, is the winner, and everyone else is the loser.

Now there are only five people left in the battlefield, all of whom are eighth-level emperors, Wei Wuqing, Fengyun Mu, and Huangfu Zeming of the human race, and Fei Fei in the snow of the demon clan, and the prince of the dragon.

Martial artists who can become a seventh-level emperor or above are all geniuses, and their combat power is relatively strong, so after the seventh-level emperor, it is becoming more and more difficult to challenge the level.

Geniuses also have a time when their potential is exhausted, like the strong man of the previous generation, he only becomes an eighth-level emperor after he is a hundred years old, and his basic potential is exhausted, and it is good that his combat power can be kept at the limit of the same realm, and he can rarely challenge beyond the level.

The battlefield is a clearing area fifty miles long and wide, and just wait for the five eighth-level emperors to decide the last winner, and the Ten Thousand Demon Conference will be over.

The name of this Ten Thousand Demon Conference was loud, and Xuantian thought that it would be carried out for a long time, so he didn't come early in the morning, only then did he know that the Ten Thousand Demon Conference was so simple, if he came a little later, he wouldn't be able to catch up.

Fengyun Invincible and Zhan Lang made a brief introduction, and urged Xuantian to go to the battlefield quickly: "If you also want to participate in the Ten Thousand Demon Conference, then hurry up and go to the battlefield, otherwise they have been fighting for a long time, and you wait for them to share the victory and defeat before advancing, you will say that you have taken advantage." ”

Xuantian nodded to the two of them, his body rose to the sky, fell into the battlefield in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Terran Xuantian, come to meet everyone." ”

At this time, there were even people who would join the battle, which was beyond everyone's expectations, whether it was the five people in the battle or the countless powerhouses watching the battle, their eyes were focused on Xuantian.

"A fifth-level emperor?"

"Even the invincible wind and clouds, the battle waves, and the whale crown sea, these anti-heaven demons, have all been defeated in the cultivation of the fifth-level emperor, and he still dares to go to the battlefield?"

"He's Xuantian, the one who killed the Son of God in the same realm?"

"Xuantian may have the ultimate combat power of an eighth-level emperor, but the emperor's choice of Ming, flying in the snow, and turning into a dragon prince, the combat power is all the existence of a ninth-level emperor, especially the dragon prince, which is even more powerful. ”

......

Suddenly, many people started talking.

"Xuantian, when is it, we have been fighting for so long before you joined the battle, it is too much to take advantage, however, although the characters of your generation have great potential, they cannot be compared with our generation now, even if you take advantage, it is useless, our Gangyuan is strong, it is no problem to fight for a day and a night, let me Wei Wuqing try it, you have a few catties and a few taels." ”

Wei Wuqing, who was wearing a blue robe, saw Xuantian flying over, shouted, and instantly struck, and the Great Tiangang Jin Geng's sword qi slashed towards Xuantian.

"Get out of the way!"

Xuantian snorted coldly, and when he was in the air, a large number of emperor-level spirit swords flew out, forming the Great Zhou Tian Xingchen Sword Formation, and with a gesture, a light sword more than a thousand zhang long was cut down.

In an instant, the lightsaber slashed through the Great Tiangang Jin Geng's sword qi, broke through Wei Wuqing's gang qi defense, and slashed at the sword in Wei Wuqing's hand.

bang

With a bang, Wei Wuqing spat blood from his mouth, and instantly retreated for more than ten miles, and less than ten miles behind him was the edge of the battlefield, and he was directly split out of the battlefield.

ps: Make up for the 17th ...... of the previous month's arrears Ladies and gentlemen, I will make up for it slowly, and strive to make up for all the arrears within the eleventh holiday.

The fourth update, it's definitely going to be after twelve o'clock, I'll write it out and update it, but it's too late, so let's see it tomorrow.