The Hanging Ancient City, the White Jade Square, is the central place to monitor the battle for hegemony among all races.

The duel between the Terrans, the Rakshasa Alliance and the Centaurs was clearly presented on the light curtain, and the battle lasted for a short time, but its fierceness and tragedy far exceeded the imagination of the Divine Monarchs of all the races present. All of a sudden, the gods were shocked. Now, the battle situation has been very clear, the Centaur tribe has been defeated, and only more than 20 people are left to flee in all directions, and there will definitely be no big waves in the remaining time. It can be said that the Centaur clan has ended the battle for hegemony of all races ahead of schedule. As for whether they can keep the name of the Chinese clan, it depends on the methods of the leader.

Many Divine Monarchs talked about it, after all, not long after the war, they actually eliminated an extremely high race among the middle races, which was almost unheard of in the previous battle for hegemony of all races.

Feng Qingzi and Feng Yangzi saw the beginning and end of this battle and the details clearly, and they were very satisfied.

Soon, everyone saw through the key points.

A red-faced Divine Monarch said in a loud voice: "Who is that Terran Immortal Monarch who went to the Rakshasa camp alone to seek an alliance?

Immediately, someone laughed and said, "This Ye Xiaoyou's name is much stronger than ours, haven't you heard of it?"

"Ye surnamed Xianjun, which boy is it?"

"Haven't you heard of the recent sensation in the Five Domains? It was this Immortal Monarch surnamed Ye who made the Broken Mountain God King suffer a big loss!"

"It turned out to be him!"

"In this battle, if he hadn't pulled the strings from it and promoted the alliance between the two clans, how could he easily take down the Centaur clan?"

"Yes, yes. Although the Centaur clan was defeated this time, their strength exceeded the old man's expectations. Especially that girl, it's a pity, if it hadn't fallen here, at most a thousand years, she would have become the pinnacle god monarch!"

"yes. ”

......

The Centaur Divine Monarch was extremely angry, and said angrily: "Ahh

Feng Qingzi stood up from the futon unhurriedly and said, "Qi Daoyou, dissipate your anger." Do the younger generations have to lose such a temper when they fight with each other? The five emperors have already agreed that no matter how they are enemies in the secret realm of hegemony, no grudges can be brought to the outside world!"

The strongest god of the Centaur clan, surnamed Qi Lingyu, has known Feng Qingzi for more than 4,000 years, and has worked together to explore treasures many times, which can be regarded as a small friendship. Qi Lingyu didn't know this truth? It's just that they luckily obtained the Heart-Shaking Drum and the Soul Devouring Banner, and they were determined to rush into the Shang Clan. What's more, the fallen beautiful nun was his descendant, extremely talented, diligent and sensitive, and had the possibility of becoming a god-king. Blocked by Feng Qingzi's words, he half-opened his mouth and was speechless: "You ......" After a long time, he continued: "Hmph, the old man is waiting to see what happens to you! Do you think the Rakshasa clan is a reliable ally?"

At this moment, a majestic man with an extremely tall body, wearing a bright yellow robe and a crown on his head, walked over, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?

Qi Lingyu, Feng Qingzi and the others saw the comer, hurriedly saluted, and said, "I've seen the Dust Flow God King!"

This man with extraordinary bearing is none other than the Rakshasa King Moon Dust!

Yuechen glanced at Qi Lingyu, then turned to Feng Qingzi, showed a smile, and said, "Feng Daoyou, I really didn't expect that you and I would join forces for a day. ”

Feng Qingzi said with a smile: "The old man is ashamed, thanks to the power of the nobles, this can win the first battle." ”

Yue Chenliu waved his hand and said, "Where is it, Daoist friends are humble." That Ye Xiaoyou is very much in line with the king's appetite, after this battle is over, this king will meet with him, how about it?"

Feng Qingzi said: "Great, this is Ye Ning's honor, thank you God King for your love." ”

Moon Dust Stream ranked twenty-first in the Heavenly God List, ranking two places higher than the Broken Mountain God King, and the dignity of his identity was by no means something that ordinary monks could see, this person didn't know what the reason was, and he actually offered to see Ye Ning.

"Good. Yuechenliu smiled: "Since this is the case, it is decided." The nobles have Ye Xiaoyou, who is destined to build brilliance again! This king believes that Ye Xiaoyou is the next Qingluo God King!"

Feng Qingzi was taken aback, he didn't expect that Yue Chenliu's evaluation of Ye Ning would be so high.

He hurriedly said modestly: "Where, the god king looks down on that kid." He was just lucky, and he happened to meet a fallen Heavenly Emperor's master. ”

Yue Chenliu didn't bother to explain, and said, "First of all, our two clans will cooperate more in the future." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring Qi Lingyu who was standing on the side.

Qi Lingyu was very embarrassed, but helpless. The world of cultivating immortals is such a reality, the king becomes the king, and the strong is the king. The junior disciples of the Centaur clan were defeated, and he himself was defeated by Feng Qingzi, not to mention the Dust Flow God King, in this case, he could only bow his head.

Feng Qingzi bowed his head and said, "Congratulations to the God King." ”

Qi Lingyu threw up his sleeves and retreated, snorting coldly: "The human race will be defeated sooner or later!"

Feng Qingzi ignored him, it was just a few adventures, it was really nothing. Before the interests of the race, let alone a few faces, even if it is a brother-in-law, what should be abandoned must be abandoned.

At this moment, the battle scene was displayed on the big screen, attracting the attention of many gods.

The battle was almost one-sided, and in just half an hour, a hundred black-robed monks annihilated more than 90 people in the area, while only one of them fell. Especially the black feather female cultivator in the center, almost the female killing god came to the world, the black feather fanned slightly, and the hurricane was everywhere, directly blowing away the enemy's body and soul. There were at least thirty of the enemy monks who fell into her hands.

At the end of the battle, there is a close-up of the Black Feather Cultivator on the screen.

This woman's facial features are charming, her smile is like a flower, but her right foot is stepping on a head, gently crushing, and her flesh and blood are blurred.

There was a lot of talking.

"Who is this woman?"

"Yes, what kind of clan is this? Although they are killing an unknown clan, it is too easy. ”

"Forgive me for being so unaware that I didn't recognize their heels. ”

......

Soon, a Northern Regions Divine Monarch stood up and explained: "Rebel Race! This is the abominable Rebel Race! They are the most evil race after the gods and demons, and they really participated in this battle for the hegemony of all races. ”

"It turned out to be a rebel!"

"I didn't expect that in the northern region, where birds don't, there was a surprising fairy world. ”

"Yes, this woman is extremely talented, and if she cultivates it well, she will definitely be a god king in the future. ”

......

Sporadic battles, one after another, continue to appear on the big screen.

(End of chapter)