The sun has just risen.

The whole Xuanyong city is already bustling.

The martial arts competition space emits dazzling golden light, surrounded by auspicious clouds, purple clouds and thousands of auspicious signs.

As if this is a grand festival.

The whole Xuanyong City, even the whole southern region, was boiling.

"Wow... Wow... Wow..."

Following the auspicious clouds, all forces ascended the sky and entered the space of martial arts competition.

It can be seen that thousands of holy land forces have brought nearly one million people to watch the war.

It can be imagined that the competition space must be very huge.

Chen Xiaobei successfully found the corpse Saint emperor. Together, they flew into the air with dozens of corpse Temple disciples.

At the gate of the martial arts competition space, there are two high-level holy kings with extraordinary cultivation.

Not surprisingly, these two high-level holy kings are disciples of a force in the heavenly holy domain.

And this contest is the force behind the scenes.

"Two venerable ones, we are from the corpse temple..." the corpse emperor showed his keepsake.

"Go in."

The two high-level holy kings, without much careful inspection, were released directly.

"We are from hongtiancheng!"

Then, ye Hongtian followed in with hundreds of Ye family members.

"Childe Chen!"

The two groups of people rushed forward and backward. As soon as ye Zhilan saw Chen Xiaobei, she caught up with him with a smile.

However, ye Hongtian and the corpse emperor couldn't see each other. They stared at each other from a distance. They didn't have a good face.

"Are you going to compete today?" Chen Xiaobei looked at Ye Zhilan.

Today, ye Zhilan wore a light blue outfit with long black hair. She was also pulled on her head. She was full of beautiful and vigorous hair, highlighting her graceful figure.

"Of course I want to compete!"

Ye Zhilan said confidently, "I was originally the 10th in the Xiaotian list of the southern region. This time, even if I can't win the final victory, I should at least improve the ranking of the Xiaotian list!"

"Well, be more careful, don't be brave!" Chen Xiaobei cautioned with concern.

"Hey! I should have said this to you!" Ye Zhilan said angrily: "among the contestants today, you are probably the one with the lowest strength! If you show off your strength, you will be killed!"

"No."

Chen Xiaobei shrugged and stepped into the door of space.

Ye Zhilan followed in.

"Wow..."

In the next moment, it was directly transmitted to the competition space.

This space is very special.

Like a huge Colosseum, the circular auditorium can accommodate at least millions of people.

Surrounded by the audience, there are more than 300 small challenge platforms.

These small challenge arena are made of special energy, and there is an energy cover to cover the small challenge arena.

Obviously, if it is an ordinary challenge arena, it can't support the impact of combat at all.

The existence of the energy mask also prevents the power from exploding everywhere in the battle and harming the surrounding audience.

"What a spectacle!"

Chen Xiaobei has seen a Colosseum on earth, but compared with the competition space in front of him, it is simply insignificant.

"I'm also the first time to see such a space!" Ye Zhilan sighed: "it's really worthy of being written by the holy emperor! I'm afraid it's hard to see the next time in this life!"

"Don't you want to break through and become the holy emperor?" Chen Xiaobei asked.

"Think, dream, but it's no different from dreaming." Ye Zhilan's tone was indifferent, as if she had seen it for a long time.

It is extremely difficult to cultivate, and it is even more slim to break through the realm of the holy emperor.

Even if ye Zhilan was the first genius of the Ye family, she never dared to expect to break through the realm of the holy emperor one day.

She would have been very satisfied to feel the hand of the holy emperor once in her life.

"Take your time, maybe you will have the opportunity to help you achieve your dream!" Chen Xiaobei smiled calmly.

"I hope so..." Ye Zhilan said calmly: "everyone has this dream, but what can be realized is very little. I don't insist."

"The seat of the corpse temple is here!" Chen Xiaobei pointed to the audience in front.

"Hmm? Our seat in Hongtian city is next to you! I can still sit next to you!" Ye Zhilan's beautiful eyes brightened and she was very happy.

Then, the people of the corpse temple and Hongtian city took their seats one after another.

Although Ye Hongtian and the corpse emperor were unhappy with each other, their seats were very close.

Chen Xiaobei and ye Zhilan sat behind them, which was also very convenient for communication.

And people from both sides are sitting in adjacent areas.

"Corpse Saint old ghost! You are too vicious! Knowing that childe Chen's cultivation is low, let him compete!" Ye Hongtian couldn't help yelling.

"You know shit!"

The corpse Saint Emperor gave Ye Hongtian a white look and didn't have a good way: "I have agreed with Childe Chen that he will directly admit defeat and worship me as a teacher! This time, I should only be a long experience!"

"Really?"

Ye Hongtian finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the speech: "you old devil, you have finally done a personnel job! If you hurt our grandson-in-law, we will never end with you!"

The corpse emperor twitched twice at the corners of his mouth and didn't have a good way: "bah! Do you want to be shameless? When did my apprentice become your grandson-in-law? I won't agree first!"

"You can't help it!" Ye Hongtian is eyeing the corpse, and he wants to fight with the corpse emperor.

"My good disciple must listen to me! You can't help looking at me?" The corpse emperor was unwilling to show weakness and fought back strongly.

"Stop talking..." in the back, ye Zhilan blushed and was too ashamed.

"Wow..."

Just then, a figure flew up and hovered in the center of the space.

The man was dressed in black and looked extraordinary. Without saying a word, he had exuded extremely powerful authority!

"It's Xuanyong Yu! The competition is about to begin!" As soon as ye Hong's heavenly eyes coagulated, he stopped arguing with the corpse emperor, and the whole person became serious.

Emperor Xuanyong is the master of Xuanyong city. It is also the first strong player in the southern region tianbang.

In previous years, the southern region assembly was hosted by Xuanyong.

All the talents found were under the command of Xuanyong.

This time, Xuanyong Yu appeared so early. He looked more like the host of the martial arts contest.

It can be seen that the organizers of this competition are the forces from the holy land of heaven. The winner of the competition will have the opportunity to soar up to 90000 miles.

At this moment, the best position in the middle of the stand is placed with three red gold thrones.

Not surprisingly, these three thrones are prepared for the envoys of the holy land.

But the throne was always empty.

I didn't see anyone taking a seat.

It's estimated that the competition at the beginning was boring.

The three messengers will not arrive at the scene until a group of weak people are eliminated.

"Everybody!"

Xuanyong Yulang said, "all the forces participating in the contest have arrived! Next, we will announce the rules of the contest! Please listen carefully!"