Eternal War God

Chapter 336

Xiao Liufeng kept sighing and was still fidgeting. His eyesight couldn't tell. Xiao Ruoshui was actually giving himself confidence. He was not sure whether Yunyi could come back to participate in the alchemy contest at the last minute.

Time passed little by little, and dawn came. When the light of the East emerged and shone on Yanwu mountain, dull drums sounded on Yanwu mountain.

Dong Dong Dong

The sound is endless and very rhythmic. This is the sound of the war drum. It is heavy and powerful. Each sound of the war drum inspires people's hearts. Many talented disciples participating in the competition can't help but release their momentum and high morale under the excitement of the war drum.

With the sound of war drums, eight powerful figures flew over at the same time and landed on the high platform built in front almost at the same time.

Each of these eight people showed an incomparably strong momentum. Countless pairs of awed eyes looked at them, and there was a strong worship.

They are all experts in the realm of the first line of heaven. Among them, the one with the strongest cultivation has reached the fourth level of the first line of heaven.

Eight patriarchs, two first-line days, four heavy days, one triple day, one double day, and the other four are all one heavy day.

Because the states where the branches are located are different, the strength of the eight branches is different, but the ratio of the eight branches is the most fair every year. The eight patriarchs have the same identity and status, and no one is shorter than anyone.

The eight patriarchs had already sat together and exchanged greetings before, so now the eight pulse Dabi is about to start. There is no need for the eight people to greet each other. They just look at each other, find their seats and stand next to them. Of course, they are just standing and haven't sat down, because the chair placed in the middle is still empty, Before the man came, even the eight patriarchs dared to sit down.

As the host, Xiao Nanshan's accomplishments are not outstanding among the eight people, but his position is also placed in the middle. This is a respect for the patriarch. Every patriarch can sit in this position once every eight years.

"Welcome elder Xiao Yingkong of the headquarters of Huangzhou to preside over the big contest."

Xiao Nanshan shouted loudly.

As soon as Xiao Nanshan's voice fell, a boundless momentum of terror rose from a mountain peak in the distance.

At the next moment, an incomparably majestic old man flew over and stood on the high platform. The old man looked about 50 years old, eight feet long, dressed in a black robe, white hair dancing with the wind and domineering in his face. As soon as he appeared, everyone felt an unprecedented pressure. Under this pressure, even breathing felt a little difficult.

Strong, too strong.

The old man is no one else. It is Xiao Yingkong, an elder from the headquarters of the wasteland state, who is also the host of the eight pulse big match, the result of the eight pulse big match, and the big man finally announced.

What's more, Xiao Yingkong's cultivation has reached the peak of the terrible one-line sky and six fold sky. Even if it is only one step away from the seven fold sky.

There are almost only thirty-six Eastern wasteland States, but most of them are not big. To put it bluntly, the other thirty-five states are not as big as wasteland states. The top ten forces control the eastern wasteland. Among the thirty-five States, the most powerful can't find a single line of six heaven masters.

Even if a casual repair reaches this level, it will not stay in the general state. It must go to the barren state. For the whole eastern wasteland, the barren state is the foundation and the real Eastern wasteland center.

In the vast wasteland, not to mention the first-line Tianjing experts, even the spirit king can be seen everywhere.

"Look, that's the master who came out of the wasteland headquarters. His strength is really too strong."

"Yes, the wasteland is the foundation of the eastern wasteland. It has a vast territory. The ten forces gather, and there are thousands of forces, large and small. I don't know when we can enter the wasteland to practice. That's the real stage of spiritual cultivation."

"Don't think so much for the time being. We can't be impetuous in the process of cultivation. We still have to eat one mouthful at a time. With our current strength, when we reach the wasteland, it's the existence of small shrimps. It's the key to be kneaded and strive to improve our strength. When we reach the wasteland, we can also have a place."

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The appearance of such an expert as Xiao Yingkong makes many people yearn for the wasteland. As the largest place in the East wasteland, that is the goal of all spiritual cultivation all their life. No one doesn't want to go to the East wasteland for cultivation.

"Elder."

The eight patriarchs bow to Xiao Yingkong at the same time. Even if they are the patriarch, they still dare not neglect in front of Xiao Yingkong.

"Well, it's almost time to start."

Xiao Yingkong nodded and said, then went to the middle position and sat down, calm.

The eight patriarchs also took their seats one after another. Xiao Nanshan sat next to Xiao Yingkong. As the host, he needed to explain many things that interested Xiao Yingkong.

"Elder Liufeng."

Xiao Nanshan shouted at Xiao Liufeng's position. Xiao Liufeng immediately flew out and came to the center of the open space in front of him.