"All of them are under 20 years old. Those who are over 20 years old and who can become geniuses will become gods."

"Twenty years old, just born, with a bright future."

For these gods, Jiang Zizai and his current age are no different from being born.

However, some people can already see what their future path will be like at this age.

Especially some bloodline talents can be seen, such as Long Yan’s supreme dragon bloodline.

During the Thousand Years Festival, I was just under twenty years old, so I had to be full of luck, so the number of gods was several times that of ancient gods. The Light Dragon Clan was already considered to have brought many ancient gods, and the other tribes brought fewer ancient gods.

When they were talking, they asked the ancient gods of all races to stand up first. Jiang Zizai and others walked forward, but found that there were more than 40 tribes, and the total number of ancient gods was about 200.

In this way, the Dragon Lord of Light gave all six places to the ancient gods, which is indeed the most.

Of course, this shows that the ancient gods brought by other clans are all elites among the elites. They are definitely the best in the clan of the same age, and may even be within a hundred years of each clan, with the most talented ones, such as Bai Mu.

"Let's start, the old rules, each tribe will be once. My Red Flame Dragon Clan will come first, Lin Yan, you go out to challenge first." A top god king from the Red Flame Dragon Clan said with a smile. These people are all terrifying, but there are too many strong people, and they are dazzling and Jiang Zizai doesn't recognize any of them.

When he finished speaking, a young man with long orange-red hair from the Red Flame Dragon clan came out. The boy had a strong gaze, not old, but his eyes were particularly mature and his blood was particularly strong. Standing in the field, facing many seniors, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "Seniors, the junior is named Lin Yan, he is nineteen years old this year, and has reached the ninth level of the ancient god realm."

Jiang Zizai looked at him and saw two people coming to the Red Flame Dragon Clan. This person named Lin Yan should not be the most powerful one.

But even so, at the age of nineteen, he has reached the ninth level of the ancient god realm, which is better than Qu Xiyu. He just doesn't know whether his totem is a God King-level totem, otherwise, it would be similar to Bai Mu.

Lin Yan introduced himself to the Holy Dragon Clan in his life, after all, the elders basically didn't know him.

"You want to challenge that clan, Lin Yan." Someone asked him.

The rules for this competition are like this. When it is the turn of the clan to fight, they will send people to themselves. Then the people who come out can only choose which clan to challenge, but cannot choose who to challenge. The clan to be challenged will voluntarily play as long as they are about the same age. Even if there are differences in age, but both sides are willing to do so, they can still fight.

Actually, there is no need to ask, everyone knows who the Red Flame Dragon Clan will challenge.

Sure enough, Lin Yan looked at a group of men in white, with white flame patterns embroidered on them.

"I want to challenge the genius of the White Flame Dragon Clan." Lin Yan said.

In the past, the large clan of the Holy Dragon Clan, the only dragon clan that mainly controls flames was the Red Flame Dragon Clan. The White Flame Dragon Clan was divided from the Red Flame Dragon Clan. It was just a small clan at the beginning, but unexpectedly it flourished later. Now it has already entered the ranks of the big clans and can match the Red Flame Dragon Clan.

The hatred between the two tribes has existed since ancient times, so the battle between them is also a very eye-catching contest for ancestor worship. The ancient god is just an appetizer. The subsequent gods and the god kings may even compete and decide the outcome.

Everyone looked at the White Flame Dragon Clan, and there were two ancient gods there. At this time, a young man in white stood up immediately. The young man in white was clean, with white flames burning in his black pupils. He looked serious and walked towards Lin Yan and said, "I, Zhao Lanjun, take the challenge."

"Yes." Lin Yan's eyes were hot. Looking at his opponent, the two had known each other for a long time. They probably had been waiting for this opportunity to confront each other for a long time. Now they met such an opponent who was related to the honor and disgrace of the clan, and they all showed strong fighting spirit.

Only the elders can enjoy watching such a more interesting duel. This confrontation will make it interesting.

Before they fought, Jiang Zizai watched their totems. Both of them were peerless geniuses who had cultivated to the ninth level of the ancient god realm under the age of twenty. The totems were all god-level totems. This is actually normal, because the difficulty of obtaining the god-level totems is greater than Jiang Zizai's imagination. Few people have god-level totems before becoming god-level totems.

Lin Yan's totem is a red flame dragon. Jiang Zizai finally saw the totem of the dragon outside the light dragon. The characteristic of the Holy Dragon Clan is that the gathering of thousands of dragons. He should be able to open his eyes when watching the battle this time.

Lin Yan's totem is called: Red Dust Flame Dragon Totem.

In contrast, Zhao Lanjun's totem dragon is a white flame dragon. Both are burning fire, facing each other, the red fire is burning, and the white flame is weird.

Zhao Lanjun's totem is called the Towering White Flame Divine Dragon Totem, which is also a very top-notch one among the God-level totems.

Next, the two men who shouldered the feud contributed a fierce showdown to the elders. Although their opponents were children's things to the elders, their fighting spirit and competition in battle were real. Although they were children, they were all fighting each other's life and death.

The two of them are fighting for life, and they are inevitably injured by each other. In fact, they should be equal. If they meet the opponent, they may be injured if they continue like this. Even if someone wins, it will be a tragic victory. Next, they will definitely be affected.

Jiang Zizai observed it and found that the ninth level of the ancient god realm was indeed powerful in the divine source. Even their battle tactics and divine weapons were nothing to Jiang Zizai, and their divine body was not too strong. However, the top power of the divine source alone was enough to discourage him. He is now the sixth level of the ancient god realm. No matter how powerful the power of the divine source is, it is impossible for him to withstand the bombardment of several times, or even more than ten times the power of the ancient god realm.

This is equivalent to Jiang Zizai holding a small knife in his hand. The knife is indeed sharp. If the other party holds a wooden stick, no matter how thick the wooden stick is, it may not be better than the knife. However, now the other party is carrying a pillar and smashing it down, and the knife cannot stop it.

Looking at the battle, he knew that the road he was going to be quite far.

About a quarter of an hour later, they were almost defeated. The elders of both sides were not as good as fighting spirit on the ancient gods. They were all peacefully agreed to let them stop. After all, the two were equal and there was no need to decide the winner.

"The victory or defeat between you depends on who will become the God King first, and in which year in the future, and who will become the God King faster. Today's victory or defeat has no meaning." After Lin Yan returned, the elders in the clan said this.

"I know, but I still want to win glory for my clan." Lin Yan said a little unwillingly.
Chapter completed!