Chapter 998： 】 Ten Thousand Demons Conference

[Chapter 998] Ten Thousand Demons Conference (3 more)

The sacred cauldron of wind fell into the hands of Xuantian. ()

In addition to the Chaos Sacred Cauldron and Thunder Sacred Cauldron in his hand, Xuantian has three saints.

One-third of the mission to find the nine saints has been completed.

Lu Juechen's flesh and blood turned into Xiaohu's food.

Although Lu Juechen was only a sixth-level emperor, the energy contained in his flesh and blood was stronger than an average nine-level emperor, which made Xiaohu's strength a lot more advanced.

Somewhere on a desert island in the eastern sea.

Xuantian was sitting on a grass, and a three-legged ancient tripod was standing next to it. There was an eternal hurricane flowing on the tripod, which was the holy cauldron of wind.

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

The Black Snake Clan on Dongliu Island holds the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, and there is still half a month to go. At the speed of Xuantian, they can reach Dongliu Island at any time, and Master Golden Dragon will not show up until the Ten Thousand Demons Conference is over. The sky is not going to pass in a hurry.

Now that you have obtained the Sacred Cauldron of Wind, you have to take a good look at it.

Although Xuantian understood the true meaning of the wind, he had never been able to comprehend the profound meaning of the wind carefully, and his talent for comprehending the profound meaning of the wind was not high. Even if he comprehended the profound meaning of the wind, it would be difficult to achieve.

However, now with the sacred cauldron of wind, Xuantian refines the sacred cauldron of wind into a thing, and can understand the profound meaning of wind by directly comprehending the sacred cauldron of wind.

Now, Xuantian is enlightening the sacred cauldron of wind. He is sitting with his eyes closed, his mind is connected with the sacred cauldron of wind, and he feels as if he is in a sea of ​​wind. The whole person moves and dances with the wind.

Wind fluctuations, wind melody, wind trajectory...

At every moment, Xuantian understood the profound meaning of wind.

Time passed by like running water, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten days passed.

Xuantian has already accomplished something in the sacred cauldron of the wind. In the space between his foreheads, there is a hurricane soul.

Like the Primordial Primordial God of Chaos and the Primordial Lightning Spirit, through the sacred cauldron to comprehend the profound meaning and blend with the mind, it can become the Primordial God, not the soul.

Under normal circumstances, whether a martial artist is a condensed sword soul or a martial soul, when he becomes a king, he has a few souls. In the future, although he can understand other profound meanings, he cannot condense the soul.

Possessing the saint cauldron can break this rule. At any time, as long as the saint cauldron assists, the warrior can gather one more soul.

It's just that Xuantian's understanding of the profound meaning of wind cannot be compared with the profound meanings of Chaos, Thunder... etc. in just over ten days.

Therefore, the hurricane soul is still very weak, and it takes a lot of time to continue to understand the sacred cauldron of wind and grow it.

The holy cauldron of wind is in hand, as long as there is time, the understanding of the profound meaning of wind can equalize the profound meaning of chaos and thunder.

In a blink of an eye, the day of the Ten Thousand Demons Conference has arrived. Today is September 1, 10007 in the ancient posterior calendar.

Xuantian took Xiaohu and left the deserted island for Dongliu Island.

As the quasi-emperor, Master Jinlong will certainly not accept disciples at will.

Now Master Jin Long wants to recruit his new female disciple, and Master Jin Long took Long Ziyan away more than three years ago.

Xuantian's instinct told him that Long Ziyan was the new female disciple of Master Jinlong.

Master Jinlong recruited Long Ziyan for his son-in-law, and Xuantian would not agree to anyone, 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 evildoer like Lu Juechen died in his hands. He participated in the Ten Thousand Demons Conference without Xuantian pressure.

The Ten Thousand Demons Conference only allowed emperors under the age of 150 to participate. The chances of appearing nine-level emperors were very small, and the chance of appearing quasi emperors was even zero.

Xuantian stepped a million li, before long, he had already arrived on Dongliu Island.

The Black Snake Clan is the first force on Dongliu Island. It is not difficult to find out where the Black Snake Clan is. Soon, Xuantian came to the Black Snake Fortress in the east of Dongliu Island.

This is a huge city that stretches for more than two hundred miles. The walls are made of black stones, reaching a height of one hundred meters.

It was not too early for Xuantian to come to the Black Snake Clan. The Ten Thousand Demon Conference had already begun.

Not only a large number of masters of the demon race gathered in the Black Snake Fortress, but also a lot of strong human races.

For the emperor under the age of 150, there are quite a few human races and monster races in the entire Central Continent area.

People like the monster blood cicada, Lion Tongtian, Terran Lu Juechen, Fengyun Wudi, etc., are the most recent generation of emperors, only forty or fifty years old. Among their ancestors, there are also some geniuses who are owned by the emperor. The ability to leapfrog challenges, some are already the sixth-level emperor, some are the seventh-level emperor, and some have become the eighth-level emperor.

There is not a ninth-level emperor under 150 years old, let alone a quasi emperor under 150 years old.

Xuantian arrived at the Black Snake Fortress and saw some familiar characters, such as Wind and Cloud Invincible and Zhanlang. Both of them had the same cultivation base as Xuantian, and they were both fifth-level emperors.

The five perverted evildoers of the Central Continent human race, Wei Zhenyu and Lu Juechen died one after another at the hands of Xuantian, Fengyun is invincible, Zhanlang has a good relationship with Xuantian, and the other Huangfu, who is first-rate, did not appear.

Xuantian arrived and immediately stood with Fengyun Invincible and Zhanlang.

After talking with the two people, I realized that their purpose is not to get the first place and get into the relationship with the Golden Dragon Master, but that there are too few opportunities for the descendants of the human race and the monster race to gather together. They came here to have a meeting. A genius of the younger generation of the Yaozu.

In fact, it is not the youngest emperors such as Invincible Wind and Cloud, Battle Waves, and Lion Tongtian who are truly qualified to chase the first place, but the geniuses of the seniors who have reached the eighth level of emperor's cultivation.

There are several human races and monster races who have become eighth-level emperors. 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. They are Wei Wuqing from the Wei family, Feng Yunmu from the Fengyun family, and Huangfu Zeming from the Huangfu family. Both Wei Wuqing and Fengyunmu are more than 130. And Huangfu Zeming was only 109 years old. All three of them have been eighth-level emperors for more than eight years. Among them, Huangfu Zeming has the greatest potential. Wei Wuqing and Fengyunmu may only have the limit of eighth-level emperors. Power, and Huangfu Zeming should have the power of a ninth-level emperor."

A war wave with fiery red hair explained to Xuantian.

Fengyun invincible said: "There are only two eighth-level emperors of the Monster Race, one is Master Hualong, and the other is Xue Zhongfei. Both of them have very high qualifications. Xue Zhongfei is about the same as Huangfu Zeming. He is 115 years old this year. The main body is a snow sculpture, and Master Hualong is only one hundred and seven years old this year, but he has become an eighth-level emperor for more than ten years. He should be the strongest one. The main body is a green dragon."

As they spoke, Fengyun Wudi pointed out two people to Xuantian. They were both fighting in the battlefield ahead. One was dressed in white with white hair, and the whole body was as white as snow, flying in the snow, and the other was wearing a green robe, tall and tall. It is two meters long and has a horn on his forehead. He is the son of Hualong.

Transforming a monster into a king can transform into a human form. This Lord Transformation Dragon is not that he can't completely transform a person, but has a corner specially left.

This Lord Hualong, who has the blood of Shenlong, is confident that he will be transformed into a Shenlong in the future, so he calls himself Lord Hualong. His horn is a symbol of his status, so he has always stayed on his forehead. In his opinion, this is one Kind of honor.

The Ten Thousand Demons Conference is not like a regular competition, where one-on-one battles, where the winner advances, and the loser eliminated, are slowly compared round by round.

It is that all the participating warriors all enter a battlefield and engage in a melee. Only the winner or the loser, whichever can hold on to the last, defeats everyone, is the winner, and all the others are losers.

Now there are only five people left in the battlefield, all eighth-level emperors, Wei Wuqing, Fengyunmu, and Huangfu Zeming of the human race, flying in the snow of the demon race, and son of Hualong.

The warriors who can become the seventh-level emperor and above are all genius figures, and their combat power is relatively strong. Therefore, after the seventh-level emperor, leapfrog challenges become more and more difficult.

When geniuses have their potential to be exhausted, like the powerful of the previous generation, they only become the eighth-level emperor after a hundred years of age, and their basic potential is exhausted. It is not bad that the combat power can be maintained at the same level.

The battlefield was an open space fifty miles long and wide. Just waiting for the five eighth-level emperors to decide the last winner, the Ten Thousand Demons Conference was about to end.

The name of the Ten Thousand Demon Conference was so loud that Xuantian thought it would be going on for a long time, so he didn't come early in the morning. Only then did he realize that the Ten Thousand Demon Conference was so simple that he would not be able to keep up with him if he came a while later.

Fengyun Wudi and Zhanlang made a brief introduction, and urged Xuantian to go to the battlefield quickly: "If you want to participate in the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, then go to the battlefield quickly, otherwise they will fight for a long time, and you will wait for them to win together. If you go in again, you will say you have taken advantage."

Xuantian nodded to the two of them, rose up into the sky, fell into the battlefield ahead, and shouted, "Human Xuantian, come and meet you all."

At this time, there are still people who will join the battle, which is beyond everyone's expectation. Whether it is the five people in the battle or the countless strong people watching the battle, their eyes are focused on Xuantian.

"A fifth-level emperor?"

"Even the heaven-defying evildoers, such as Invincible Wind and Cloud, Zhanlang, and Whale Crown Sea, have been defeated in the cultivation base of the fifth-level emperor, so he dare to go to the battlefield?"

"He is Xuantian? The one who killed the son of God in the same realm?"

"Xuantian may have the ultimate combat power of the eighth-level emperor, but Huangfu Zeming, Xuezhongfei, and Master Hualong can all reach the nine-level emperor's combat power, especially Master Hualong, 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 cheap. However, although your generation has great potential, you are still unable to compete with our generation. In comparison, even if you take advantage of it, it’s useless. Our gangs are strong, and it’s okay to play for a day and night. Let me, Wei Wuqing, try it. You have a few kilos."

When Wei Wuqing, wearing a blue robe, saw Xuantian flying over, he shouted, and instantly shot, Datiangang Jin Geng's sword qi was cut towards Xuantian.

"go away!"

Xuantian gave a cold cry. When people were in the air, a large number of imperial spirit swords flew out to form the Great Zhoutian Star Sword Formation. With a stroke of his gesture, a lightsaber that was more than a thousand feet long cut down.

In an instant, the lightsaber smashed through the sword qi of Datiangang Jin Geng, broke Wei Wuqing's gang qi defense, and slashed on the sword in Wei Wuqing's hand.

boom--

With a loud bang, Wei Wuqing vomited blood, and instantly retreated more than ten miles. Less than ten miles behind him was the edge of the battlefield, and he was directly cut out of the battlefield.