After the Blood War God Tiger stepped out of the void, he changed his previous arrogant attitude and lowered his head, obviously with a little fear of the divine city.

And in everyone's field of vision, there is a simple and magnificent ancient bronze city. I don't know how big this city is. But wherever you can see, you can see a small part of the ancient bronze city. The top of the city wall is covered with various totems and runes.

, and images of many gods.

These burned gods are like living creatures, exuding a heart-stopping divine power. Even though they are protected by the power of the divine tiger, the disciples of the spiritual god lineage inside feel terrible pressure, and even have a trace of inexplicable fear in their hearts.

and awe.

Compared to the younger ones, the elders looked normal. Not only were their realms high enough, but it was also not their first time coming to the divine city.

Very scary...

Lin Hao's heart trembled. He had a sense of heaven that ordinary people didn't have. He vaguely felt that this divine city lurked a terrifying power that could shake the wasteland. Even the nine profound platforms of the Emperor Tianyu in the ancient land of Heaven Prison could not compare with what he saw in front of him.

This divine city is comparable.

as if!

The entire divine city is integrated, just like a sleeping ancient god. Once awakened, it will trigger the power of destroying the world.

However, this strange touch disappeared in an instant. Lin Hao could no longer detect the specialness contained in the divine city, but the heart-stopping divine power still existed, and even he felt the huge pressure.

.

If there was no Blood War Divine Tiger to withstand most of the divine power, I am afraid that except for Grandpa Ling Zhantian and others, the rest of the children present would have been crushed on the spot.

hiss……

A strange sound came.

I saw a huge golden bat breaking out of the void. It was twice the size of the Blood War God Tiger, and its wings spanned about ten thousand feet. Its green eyes were staring at the Blood War God Tiger, and its mouth was

There was a squeaking sound inside, as if in provocation.

roar……

The Blood War Divine Tiger trembled all over and roared in response. His eyes glowed with two-colored light, as if he was born with a deadly hatred. He glared at the golden bat, ready to pounce on it and tear it apart at any time.

"The Heavenly Evil Ghost Bat... This is the war beast of the Demon God Clan Leader. It ranks fortieth among wild beasts. The Demon God Clan Master once fed it some special things, making it much stronger than the other Heavenly Evil Ghost Bats.

, not much weaker than Lord Tiger." Ling Xuanhao said.

"Grandpa has fought against the leader of the Demon God Clan?" Lin Hao couldn't help but ask.

"More than just a fight, I heard that there was a big fight a long time ago. In the end, grandpa was slightly better and severely injured the leader of the Demon God Clan, but grandpa was also seriously injured." Ling Xuanhao said.

While the two were talking, a strange wave of light appeared on the wings of the golden bat, and six strong men with thick demonic patterns all over their bodies emerged from the wave of light, except for the last one.

Except for some of their faces turning pale, the others' faces remained as before.

Especially the man at the head, although he doesn't have the slightest power, he gives people the feeling that he is like a mountain thousands of miles away, which is difficult to shake.

"This is the first son of the Demon God, Yao Fufa. He and his eldest brother participated in the last Hundred Tribes Conference and reached the top thirty. We haven't seen him for only three hundred years. This Yao Fufa is even more unfathomable. I'm afraid he is going to prepare for it this time.

We are going to hit the top ten." Ling Xuanhao said with a solemn expression.

"Strike into the top ten..."

Lin Hao stared intently. Through his keen perception, he could detect some faint breath of power overflowing from Yao Fu. Feeling this breath of power, he couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air. This was a very strong and pure breath.

Bloodline power.

It has reached at least about 30%. Among the descendants of the ancient gods, it is at least about the level of the fifth generation. Lin Hao has also noticed that the bloodline concentration of the eldest brother Lingxuan Sword is about 26%, which is equivalent to the sixth generation and above.

It's just a level.

The power of descendants of gods comes from their bloodline. The purer the bloodline, the stronger the power they exert, and the faster they practice and grow.

Although he met the seventeen sons of the Demon God three years ago, he did not pay too much attention to them at that time. Now when he saw them, Lin Hao realized how strong this generation of the Demon God clan was. Except for the first son, the first six sons had the weakest bloodline.

It has reached about 22%, and they have all entered the ranks of the sixth generation.

As for the Spiritual God lineage, except for the eldest brother Lingxuanjian who has reached the sixth generation, the rest, including the second brother, only have a blood concentration of 19%. The third brother is higher, reaching 21%, barely reaching the sixth generation.

He is in the ranks of his generation, but he is relatively young. Due to his obsession with all kinds of strange objects in recent years, his cultivation can only be regarded as reluctant.

If truly compared, the Spiritual God lineage is indeed inferior to the Demon God family in this generation.

"Lingxuan Sword, you have finally appeared." Yao Wuyan, the sixth son of the Demon God, stared at Lingxuan Sword with piercing eyes, filled with anger that was too thick to be resolved.

"I have never escaped, so why did this theory finally appear?"

The eldest brother, Ling Xuan Jian, stepped out of the protective barrier, glanced at Yao Wuyan lightly, and then turned his gaze to the first son Yao Wuwei, "It seems that you have made a lot of progress in these years."

"You're not bad either, but no matter how much you improve, you're no longer my match."

Yao Bubu responded indifferently, and then said: "Actually, you should not come to participate in this Hundred Tribes Conference. It is best to withdraw from the Hundred Tribes Conference from now on. You are no longer qualified to compete for higher rankings and more resources. Why bother?"

Come and die in vain.”

If the previous sentence was contempt for the eldest brother Lingxuan Sword, then the latter sentence was directed at the entire spiritual lineage. Some excited disciples even planned to stand up, but just half a step out of the protective shield, their legs trembled slightly.

So weak that he almost collapsed to the ground.

"You're talking nonsense, get out of here." The fourth elder shouted.

All the disciples were blushing, but they still followed the instructions and retreated.

"If you dare to do this..." The eyes of Lingxuan Jian, who had always been free and easy, suddenly froze. He could naturally hear the confidence and provocation in the demon's speechless words. Three years ago, the demon god clan leader threatened his grandfather.

He already knew it.

On the day of the ancestor sacrifice, the leader of the demon god clan came to the door with his seventeen sons and threatened to ask for the blood marrow of the spiritual god. If he did not give it, he would kill him at the Hundred Clans Conference. Although this sentence was not stated clearly, it was already hinted at.

A sudden slap on the face of the spiritual god.

The events of the past year have always been remembered by all the disciples. They have been practicing hard for the past three years in order to be able to avenge their shame at the Hundred Clans Conference.

Unexpectedly, as the Hundred Tribes Conference approached, the Demon God Clan came to provoke me again. Even the easy-going Lingxuan Sword couldn't bear it, let alone the other disciples, especially the forthright fourth brother Lingxuan Biao, who was shaking with anger.

If the others hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed forward and started fighting.

Lin Hao looked at the Seventeenth Son of the Demon God indifferently. As a member of the lineage of the Spiritual God, a raging flame of anger rose in his heart at this moment.

"It's useless to talk more. I'll see you at the Hundred Clans Conference. I hope you can make it to the top fifty. Maybe you will still have a chance to fight me." Yao Feng said calmly.

"Then just wait." Lingxuan Sword said in a deep voice, and the giant divine sword behind him hummed.

"Little guys of the spiritual lineage, wash your necks."

The sixth son, Yao Wuyan, had a ferocious look on his face. He stretched out his hand and made a slashing gesture on his neck. The other sons of the demon god also raised their lips, with cruel looks in their eyes. In their eyes, the spiritual god lineage was already on the chopping block.

Meat, let them slaughter it.

This move filled the chests of the disciples of the Spiritual God lineage with anger, and they stared with red eyes.

suddenly!

From the second son to the seventeenth son, the sixteen people drank suddenly, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out from their whole bodies. These sixteen auras merged together, overwhelming the pressure, and directly condensed the disciples of the Spiritual God lineage.

The momentum was crushed to pieces.

Thumb thump...

Dozens of disciples turned pale and fell back one after another. Even Ling Xuanbiao and others were knocked back three steps. They were still standing, but the only ones who didn't move were Ling Xuanhao and Lin who were standing on one side.

Just Hao.

"Haha..." Liuzi laughed wildly.

"You can't even stop our momentum, and you still try to participate in the Hundred Tribes Conference. It's really a joke."

"They are just here to gain knowledge. Why should we share the same knowledge with them?" Demon God Sixteenth Son laughed repeatedly.

The faces of the disciples of the Spiritual God lineage were extremely ugly. They clenched their fists one by one and were trembling all over. However, they had no words to refute. They were indeed far inferior to the Sixteenth Son of the Demon God in terms of strength, but they did not expect the gap.

It will be so big.

The aura exuded by nearly a hundred disciples was actually broken by the combined aura of the sixteen disciples, which shows how big the gap between the two is.

Even the three elders looked quite ugly, but they could not interfere. After all, this was the first confrontation of the younger generation. In the confrontation with the Demon God Clan, they not only suffered a loss, but also suffered such a tragic defeat. The only way

What comforted them was that Ling Xuanhao and others were still standing.

At least!

The Spiritual God line has not yet fallen into such decline that there are no disciples to support the event, but the three elders are not very optimistic about this Hundred Clans Conference, because they have received news that there are many evil characters in this session, such as

The competition has become more intense since previous years.

I am afraid that it will be difficult for Lingxuan Sword to enter the top fifty in this session.

Although they do not expect the Spiritual God lineage to achieve a higher ranking, the elders do not want the Spiritual God lineage to lose too badly.

"I hope Xuanjian can perform stably this time."

"It's enough to just keep the clan land."

"Alas, we can only wait for the next generation to grow up. I hope that there will be more children with higher blood purity in the next generation, so that our spiritual lineage can maintain its current momentum."

"It's difficult. Our station can only be regarded as a fourth-level station. The Demon God Clan has a third-level station, unless we can get a third-level or higher second-level station."

"Third rank is a luxury, let alone second rank..."
To be continued...