On the fourth day of the race conference, in the center of the unknown region, the spiritual peak surrounds the Ruiqi, the auspicious land is accompanied by the colorful glow, the Lihu Lake is steaming, and the scenery is poetic and picturesque.

If you hang in the air and overlook, there is no lack of majestic air in a piece of beauty, 3,000 feet of silver waterfall, 8,000 zhang of giant mountain, grand and magnificent, such as a real fairyland.

From time to time, there are people who drive down in Xiangyun, there are human races flying with edgeworth, there are also big demons with demonic energy, and there are huge ancient beasts, all of which are different.

The genius has just dawned, but there have been many living beings, thousands of races, different appearances, many living beings are like gods and demons, which is very terrifying.

For this grand event, all the major clans have revealed a terrible background, the heavens and the earth are full of many powerful prohibitions, and there are still some saint towns in secret, no one dares to come here.

Of course, as a grand event of the area is also very wide, by the sage personally to clean up and arrange, the rare trees are verdant, the ancient trees are in pieces, the spiritual peaks are one after another, and there are one after another lakes, clouds and clouds, dotted among them.

The territory is vast enough, but it is afraid that various ethnic groups will be crowded together and there will be conflicts.

"Bell!"

The divine bell is long, ringing nine times, and the sound transmission can be thousands of miles.

This is a big clan arrived, the first to come is one of the old strong clans of the angel clan, the leader is an old angel with twenty-four wings on his back, his feet do not touch the ground, slowly and leisurely step into the air, but let all souls have to be dignified.

It is said that the realm of the angel clan is related to the wings behind them, the more wings, the higher the realm, and the eighteen wings are the boundaries of the saint, and this one has cultivated twenty-four wings, and it is estimated that it is not the same as the saint king.

And, counting this old angel, there are as many as five clansmen who have cultivated eighteen wings, standing together and falling with endless holy light, the divine light is immeasurable, just looking at it makes people feel their scalp tingle.

"This is the real top clan!"

All the small and medium-sized races looked humble and saluted from afar.

Soon, the bell rang again, and the Treant Clan in the Ancient Region came, and at the forefront was a veteran sage who had been famous for thousands of years, about five thousand years old, still at the peak of his life.

According to records, this clan produced a half-immortal in the mythological period, and was invincible in a lifetime, crowning an era.

Next, the Great Demon Gate of the Endless Sea, the Ancient Clan, the Natural Clan, and some top beast clans descended one after another.

Every big clan has a saint in person, as little as one or two, as many as five or six, it can be said that this kind of charm is only available in this kind of event, so that these true saints who are high on weekdays and do not see the head of the dragon appear together.

The elven clan also has a saint, and from the outside, it looks a little older than the previous queen's Royal Highness, and the charm still exists, but the actual age is estimated to be at least three or four thousand years old.

In the crowd, Mu Chen, who had changed his face, and the others were surprised, with their understanding of the elf race, they didn't know that there was such a god-level figure.

In fact, this elven saint had been in retreat for nearly four hundred years, and even Lulu had never seen it before.

But thinking about it, since the elf clan in the world can be ranked among the world's great clans, there must be a sage in the clan.

Because the Holy Realm is the most important threshold to enter the Great Clan.

"The Terrans are coming!"

There was a commotion at the entrance, the divine bell rang, and all the spirits rushed to cast their eyes, and even the old clans couldn't help but look sideways.

The Terrans can be said to be one of the most special races in the world.

All the immortals throughout the ages, half of them are from the human race, and the generations of saint kings are endless, both the background and the influence are incomparable, and there is a faint trend of the first race.

The new emperor walked and looked peaceful, but every step fell in harmony with heaven and earth, and there was an inexplicable rhythm.

Wearing a golden crown, wearing a royal robe, the whole body is shining, the divine light is flowing, even the hair seems to be crystalline, his eyes are very deep, there are mountains and rivers evolution, the changes of the years, and various deductions of feathering flying immortals, which make people sink and shock the world.

If it weren't for the ordinary appearance, this is an impeccable, almost perfect man.

Beside him, there were three other saints, two men and one woman, but they looked much more ordinary, without the holy radiance, and without the overflow of holy power, like a mortal.

But no one dares to underestimate or ignore them, and none of them who can stand here are rookies who have just entered the cultivation world, and naturally understand that the other party is a simple and restrained performance.

The divine soldiers are in the sheath, but once they are unsheathed, they can be frightened by the ghosts and gods!

Moreover, everyone knows that the saints of the human race are the most different, and the difficulty is several times more difficult than that of other races, but as long as they step into the holy realm, their true combat power is much stronger than that of saints of the same level.

A high platform, all golden, with hundreds of bits.

This is the seat of the Holy Throne, and as the name suggests, only the Holy Path beings or the Lord of the Great Clan are qualified to sit.

At this time, the few holy seats on the stage have living beings seated, and the number of holy seats is naturally determined by the top clans, don't look at it as just a position, but this represents the difference between the upper race and the lower race.

The gap between the two may be difficult to erase for thousands of generations.

The last to enter are the Three Academies.

The old fox led a group of scholars to enter, although there are no saints in the three courtyards at present, but as the second representative of the top great clan human race, he is naturally qualified to climb the high platform.

However, with their appearance, the small and medium-sized races around them all showed strange expressions.

Jealousy, sneering, suspicion, indignation...

Faces are varied.

The atmosphere was very dull, and compared to the previous big clan admission, this treatment was simply different.

The old fox took everyone's looks into his eyes, although he was prepared, he still couldn't help but sigh in his heart, as for the other students, their backs were like pins, and they were extremely embarrassed.

There's no way, there really isn't a top-level powerhouse in the three academies in this life who can shake the scene, and if you look at the dozen true saints above, you have even less confidence, and some can't raise your head. Search

In fact, it would be fine if they entered the Imperial City together, but in that case, it would undoubtedly give people the illusion that the Three Academies were the forces of the Imperial City.

Although the three academies have been weak for a long time, the backbone is still there, and the glory of the ancestors is not forgotten.

Therefore, although it was a little embarrassing, the old fox still insisted on entering alone.

The prestige of a hundred schools must not fall!

"Slow!"

Just as they were about to walk up to the high platform, an untimely voice rang out.

On the holy seat belonging to the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, there were two old saints with long beards and white hair, and the deputy palace master Gu Xinao walked out from behind, looked down at the people of the three courtyards below, and sneered: "With the current strength of the three academies, it seems that it is not enough to be on an equal footing with the major clans, right?"

As soon as these words came out, both the big races above and the small and medium-sized races below couldn't help but squint their eyes.

I'm looking for something...

As we all know, the number of holy seats has been set before the start of the conference, and since there is a position for the three courtyards to be prepared, that is to say, before the official start of the race conference, all the major races have acquiesced to the status of the three courtyards in the ancient world, but now the Ten Thousand Demon Palace suddenly jumped out, and the meaning of this is too obvious.

"What do you mean?" said the First Emperor in a deep voice.

Gu Xin said proudly: "Literally, in every race conference since ancient and modern times, the holy position is prepared for the sages, this is the rule, but the strongest person in the three academies is just the peak of the great venerable, and he is not qualified to come to power." ”

"The rules are dead, before the conference began, all the major clans recognized the status of the three academies, so they were eligible to enter the position, but it was your Ten Thousand Demon Palace, which agreed in advance, but now you are speaking out against it, could it be that this is your style of acting?"

It was Elf Lulu who spoke, standing beside the Elven Saint, her delicate little face with a slight anger.

The ancient clan master also said, "Is this what you mean or is it the meaning of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace?"

One of the old saints of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace glanced at the First Emperor Lord and the Ancient Clan Lord with an expressionless face, and said flatly: "That's what I meant, I didn't think about it before, but now that I think about it, the three academies are indeed not qualified to sit with me." ”

"It's ridiculous, the Three Academies are the second representatives of the human race, this identity alone is not enough?" Lei Zi Wei Quan, who was behind the imperial lord, couldn't help but retort.

"Presumptuous!"

"What is your identity? A mere great venerable is also worthy of questioning the saint of my clan!" everyone in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace glared.

The old saint waved his hand and continued: "But they did not enter with the Imperial City, but chose to participate in the race assembly as an independent person. ”

"The rules must not be broken, otherwise it would be too unfair to other races. ”

Below, the faces of the old fox and the others who were blocked by Gu Xinao became more and more ugly.

They knew that the Ten Thousand Demon Palace would be looking for trouble at the conference, but they didn't expect that they would make a move at the beginning, and now they are so bad that they will lose their faces to all races.

But can you retreat on such an occasion? Obviously, no, otherwise the three academies will really not be able to raise their heads in the future.

The eyes of Mu Chen and the others who were mixed in the crowd in the distance completely cooled, and looking at Gu Xinao's gaze was like looking at a dead person.

Mu Chen shrugged his shoulders and showed a smile that was not at all kind, as if a tiger had awakened after sleeping for many years.

I licked my lips and wanted to see some blood...

"Whether we are qualified to be among the great clans, I am afraid that it doesn't matter if you are a Ten Thousand Demon Palace. The old fox said with a surging rage.

The First Emperor stared at Gu Xinao coldly: "According to the regulations, if you want to revoke the holy throne, you must agree to at least five major clans, you don't have enough votes, if you block the way again, you will deliberately hinder the progress of the conference, and this emperor doesn't mind taking you down for all races." ”

"My Tiger Clan agrees with the approach of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and the three academies are not worthy of being in the ranks of the Great Clan. ”

The Tiger Clan Saint, one of the Great Demon Clans of the Endless Sea, suddenly spoke.

"That's what Tianchanmen means. ”

"The Northern Phantom Demon City also thinks that the three academies are not qualified to take the stage. ”

......

As soon as the Emperor's words were finished, the five Great Demon Clans belonging to the Endless Sea immediately opened their mouths to support the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, saying that they would revoke the holy throne of the Three Academies.

"The Emperor, there are enough tickets now. ”

Gu Xinao took his eyes off the face of the First Emperor and looked at everyone in the Third Courtyard condescendingly.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and for this, the price paid by the Ten Thousand Demon Palace was extremely great, but as long as he could kick the three academies out of the ranks of the great clans at the race conference, it would be worth it.

The ancestor was planted in the backyard, this is the greatest shame of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace since its establishment in the mythological period, and now is an important moment to wash away the shame!

Below, everyone in the three courtyards glared at him through gritted teeth, a huge sense of humiliation filled their bodies, if it weren't for the other party's saint in charge, they would have rushed up and tore Gu Xinao to pieces.

"According to the regulations of the race conference, my Ten Thousand Demon Palace Deputy Palace Master Gu Xinao announced..."

Sou!

Suddenly, an ink-colored spear slashed through the void, as if it came through the heavens, and the face of Gu Xinao, who was still high-spirited, changed dramatically, and the whole person flew out, and the bones of his whole body crackled, and the bones of his whole body were broken.

"Although the hundred schools of thought have long since fallen in the early ancient era, the three academies have not yet fallen to the point where anyone can be bullied, so the master will announce it for you. ”

"Ten Thousand Demon Palace, if you don't die a saint today, this matter is not over!"

A man in Ugin armor and an imposing Jedi appeared in the middle of nowhere, one foot weighing billions of pounds, almost trampling him into a pulp.