Chapter 852

"Great God, this Zixiao kingdom is really a big hand!"

"If I win the high-level deity, my xianlingcao family will have the first high-level strongman. At that time, I will be able to rise with my xianlingcao family!"

"Great God, I want king Qi..."

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Zixiao City talked about it one after another. The strong people of all races became crazy. Even the strong people of Jintong family couldn't hide the heat in their eyes!

Ordinary martial artists need to cultivate for at least millions of years to become great and powerful. It is normal for those with poor qualifications to cultivate for thousands of years.

And not everyone can enter the realm of great respect.

Countless martial arts practitioners have reached the limit of small respect. As for the great respect and strong, without the talent against the sky, it is impossible to become the great respect and strong.

This is also the reason why there are so few strong people above the great master in the Xuanling continent. In the Xuanling continent, the aura is thin. It is good for ordinary martial artists to cultivate in the divine realm, not to mention the Supreme Master!

"Don't worry, this is only the first reward. After you get the great God, you can return to your own race or stay in the death battle regiment of Zixiao God kingdom!"

"Of course, you need to pass the examination to stay in the death battle group. After the examination, you can not only enter the death battle group, but also enter the Niubi Pavilion!"

Xiao Jin stood on the challenge arena and said with a smile.

"Death corps?"

"Niubi pavilion?"

In the eyes of everyone, death battle group and Niubi pavilion are certainly familiar to everyone. One is the first force in Xuanling mainland, and the other is the first battle group in Xuanling mainland!

Death battle group means the coming of death!

"Now start signing up. Among the ten thousand races, each race has three signing up opportunities. Applicants, enter the viewing platform above the challenge arena!"

With a wave of little gold's hand, countless chairs suddenly appeared in the void. Count carefully, there are exactly 30000, three chairs for each race, and only three people from each race can participate!

"There are only three in each race. In this way, our Jinlong clan has only three places?"

The eyes of the Golden Dragon King are full of discontent. Among the ten thousand families, no one wants to join the Niubi Pavilion more than the dragon and demon families, because they have seen that a qualified Zhan Zun disciple passed the examination of Niubi Pavilion.

He successfully entered the Niubi Pavilion. At that time, the disciple only had the realm of the king of war. The strong king of war was placed in Xuanling continent, that is, ordinary people.

But after he entered Niubi Pavilion, he successfully entered the divine realm three days later!

A week later, he entered the God of death battle group. A month later, he was already a little respected and powerful.

War king to xiaozun!

This is a big gap, but it took only more than a month for this person to change from the war king to xiaozun, which makes the people of the dragon family and the demon family not crazy!

But what makes the demons and Dragons depressed is.

No matter how many people they send to participate in the assessment, very few people finally pass. Sometimes they don't even pass one, but as long as they pass, they are at least pseudo supreme!

"Bad old man, what's this great deity? As long as you follow the boss, it's not difficult to become a Taoist ancestor in the future, but it's too difficult for you to join Niubi Pavilion!"

Xiao Jin looked at the king of the Golden Dragon. The king of the golden dragon was a puppet supreme and perfect strong man. He was only one step away from entering the realm of Xiao Zun.

The former Golden Dragon King came to Zixiao Kingdom, which was definitely the top power.

But how long has it been? The current Golden Dragon King is weak explosion for Zixiao kingdom!

"It's not easy to join Niubi Pavilion!"

The eyes of the Golden Dragon King are full of unwilling. He is the Golden Dragon King. There is no doubt about his talent, but in the Niubi Pavilion, he can't compete with a small ordinary person.

This makes him not depressed!

"Lord Dragon King, please give me your advice!"

The Golden Dragon King stood in front of little gold and asked respectfully.

"Teach!"

Xiao Jin shook his head slightly and then said, "in fact, joining Niubi Pavilion is very simple. The assessment of Niubi Pavilion does not depend on your accomplishments, your birth or your talent!"

"If you really want to join Niubi Pavilion, don't worry. When you regard all the disciples of Zixiao kingdom as your own one day, you can naturally enter!"

Xiao Jin looked at the Golden Dragon King and sighed slightly.

"See yourself as your family!"

The Golden Dragon King stayed a little, his family?

Looking at Xiao Jin in front of him, a different feeling came into being in the heart of the Golden Dragon King.

Over Zixiao city.

Han Yun smiled and watched the strong people of all ethnic groups sign up. In fact, Han Yun wanted to completely subdue the whole Xuanling continent!

There are many disciples of ten thousand families, and there is no lack of talented disciples. What they lack is time and resources!

And Han Yun is not short of these!

One morning, among the ten thousand families, even the Jintong family and the undead family signed up. This time, the undead family sent seven people, including one big Zun and two small zuns.

Four pseudo supreme!

Obviously, these seven people are here to make soy sauce.

It's the Jintong family. The whole army has been dispatched this time. There are two powerful people in heaven. One is the Jintong king of the previous generation of the Jintong family, and the other is an old man in sackcloth!

The old man's breath is hidden. If Han Yun's spirit is not powerful, he may not be found.

"There are only two powerful people in heaven, and less than 100 powerful people. This strength..."

Han Yun sighed, ten thousand families unite, and there are only two Jintong families who are strong in heaven. As for the great ones, there are many more, but there are only more than 70!

Small and powerful, 378!

Among the ten thousand ethnic groups, there are basically no super strong ones. Some races are even weaker. There is not even a strong person in the divine realm in the whole race!

"I don't know how yuan Yue found these races..."

Han Yun's face is full of sweat. He doesn't even have the strong in the divine realm. If he comes to Zixia City, he may destroy the family in the next moment. You know, Zixiao city is a paradise for the strong.

If you accidentally provoke the existence that cannot be provoked, it will be sad!

"Boss, the registration is completed. Do you want to come down and say a few words?"

While Han Yun was observing the ten thousand families, Xiao Jin's voice suddenly came. After a busy hour, the martial arts of the ten thousand families exchange conference was finally signed up!

"Uh huh!"

Han Yun nodded slightly. He was the Lord, and it was time to go out.

"Gaga... The boss is finally willing to come out!"

With a strange smile, Xiao Jin suddenly appeared on the challenge arena. With a violent momentum, he rolled out of the mat from Xiao Jin's body, and the rolling sound sounded like thunder.

"Next, let's invite the boss of our God of death battle group!"

"Let's invite the boss of the death War Regiment!"

The whole Zixiao city was very quiet. Everyone's eyes fell on the challenge arena. Even the two heavenly giants of Jintong family looked dignified!