After ten battles, their human race didn’t even know if they could gather together so many saint kings. Even if they could gather them together, their strengths would definitely vary. How could they pick and choose like the ancient tribe and let the strongest ones in the same realm

People go to war.

"Senior and senior brothers must be prepared, we just need to do our own thing well." Ye Fan could only say this.

Luo Mo is always well prepared for things, and I hope it will be the same this time.

"Brother Ye is right, we just need to do our own thing well." Hua Yunfei said with a smile.

He is not afraid of the ancient emperor's own children. Jiang Li even brought the corpses of the ancient saints who were mixed with humans and holy spirits to devour him. In addition to some that he had obtained before, he was also a first-rate genius simply in terms of physical fitness.

What's more, he also has two ruthless scriptures, various magical methods, and two Nine Secrets.

"If Wang Teng was still here, he should be able to win one game." Someone suddenly said.

Everyone nodded.

Although Wang Teng was possessed by a demon, in terms of strength, none of the talented people present with Wang Teng dared to say that they could defeat Wang Teng who was not possessed by the demon.

If Wang Teng were here, they would indeed be able to provide more help.

But Wang Teng should still be recovering from his injuries at this time. He was severely injured, and even his soul was shattered. If it weren't for the protection of Master Yuan Tian, ​​Ye Fan would have beaten him to death.

Suddenly another group of people came to the palace, and the place became lively.

The leader of this group of people is Jiang Li.

Behind Jiang Li were a group of young geniuses.

"Feathered body, Pluto body, War King body..."

Many geniuses with special physiques have arrived. It seems that the other contestants Jiang Li found are all in the realm of great power.

"I've met Emperor Jiang."

As a saint, they must respect Jiang Li even if they are his peers.

"Are you already making preparations?" Jiang Li asked with a smile, "That's just in time. We all know each other, and we have been cultivating in Yuantian for the past few days, waiting for the start of the Ten Thousand Races Conference, and all the cultivation resources needed for cultivation.

It will be prepared for you, just ask if you need anything and someone will bring it to you.”

Ye Fan became excited when he heard this. Is this a special benefit of the Taoist League?

"Senior brother." He thought it would be better to call Luo Mo this way outside, "Is there anything special?"

To fight against the geniuses of the ancient clan, and even the ancient emperor's own son, he felt that the so-called cultivation resources would definitely not be simple, and there should be some good things.

When everyone heard what Ye Fan said, they immediately realized that there must be special benefits, otherwise it would be impossible to directly let some people go up and die. Not everyone here can fight with the ancient prince's children.

Jiang Lidao: "Thousands of races from ancient times, the accumulation of each era is now present in one lifetime. Let us, the human race, resist with all our strength. This is not an easy task, but you should do your best."

Ye Fan felt that Jiang Li had become very serious, but especially when he cheated on them quietly, he was also very serious.

"Here are some semi-finished magic weapons, made from special materials, for everyone to use for self-defense."

Jiang Li waved his hand and released more than ten magic weapons. Each one was light and dreamy, as if it had no entity, floating in mid-air, radiating a magnificent light.

There are bells, towers, tripods, furnaces, knives, swords, shields, armor, and all kinds of weapons.

"Those who are ready to fight can choose one by themselves. If you are not willing to fight, you can leave on your own. We do not force you." After Jiang Li finished speaking, the divine form disappeared here, leaving a group of young people here.

"What kind of weapon is this? What a strange smell."

The feathered Xu Xuan looked at the pure white spurge in front of him and reached out to grab it, but it went straight through without any substance.

Then, he used his spiritual thoughts to explore, but easily used his spiritual thoughts to pull the euphorbia into his immortal platform.

The hand cannot hold it, but the mind can. This is actually a spiritual magic weapon!

"Soul magic weapon!"

"What a magical weapon refining method!"

A barbarian man who came with him had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed a big red stick and put it into his immortal platform with his spiritual thoughts. Then he shouted in surprise: "This magic weapon can actually nourish the soul!"

Is this a magic weapon or a panacea?

"I combined my soul with this treasure bit by bit, and I actually felt that my spiritual thoughts were growing rapidly. If I could refine this magic weapon, my spiritual thoughts would be ten times more powerful than before!"

"How on earth is this done?"

"Amazing skills!"

When the Black Emperor heard what everyone said, he immediately used his quick eyes and hands to sweep away the three magic weapons closest to him with his spiritual thoughts.

But Ye Fan had long been on guard against this dead dog. He pressed his head and used his spiritual thoughts to suppress the Black Emperor's spiritual thoughts. Ji Haoyue also held his tail.

"What are you doing? Let me go quickly. I will also fight for the human race!"

Everyone was speechless for a while, why is this dog so shameless?

"You guys choose first." Ye Fan motioned for everyone to choose first. He wanted to suppress Gouzi.

After everyone finished choosing, there were still a few pieces left. Ye Fan selected a tripod-shaped magic weapon and put it into the immortal platform with his spiritual thoughts.

Then, he felt a familiar scent.

"Is this made from the arctic fairy light?"

He had refined the Arctic Fairy Light given to him by Luo Mo, so he was familiar with the breath of this treasure, and he felt a breath similar to the Arctic Fairy Light from the breath of the Yuan Shen magic weapon.

The arctic fairy light can be refined into the soul, which can protect the Immortal Platform from damage, make the soul immortal, and prolong life. All saints long for it.

And Luo Mo actually refined it into a semi-finished Yuan Shen magic weapon. As long as the monks sacrifice it, they can easily merge with their own Yuan Shen. It is equivalent to practicing a Yuan Mysterious Technique and taking a tree that can

The divine fruit that strengthens the soul.

After all, this is the Northern Fairy Light, something that all saints need. It is very difficult to refine it into the soul. Ye Fan spent a lot of time before refining it bit by bit.

As for such a spiritual magic weapon, he can refine it very quickly. It is expected that it will be completely refined in less than a few days. It is closer to the monks than the simple Arctic fairy light.

It seems that Luo Mo has solved the shortcoming of the slow refining of Arctic Fairy Light.

"Northern fairy lights?"

"It turned out to be the Northern Lights."

"We are actually able to obtain such a treasure. This is a treasure that can unite the soul and the Tao!"

The Dao League is too generous!

"I sincerely join the Dao Alliance and want to fight for the human race. Give me one, give me one!" the Black Emperor shouted.

…

"The time is too short."

"Yes, some seniors are traveling all over the world and their traces are hard to find. We can't find them at all."

"Otherwise we should argue and make new rules."

At the Dao League meeting, everyone was talking endlessly.

"Ten people must win at least five games." Jiang Taixu looked at Luo Mo, "Since you agreed, you must have a good solution, right?"

"It's natural, I can win."

The incarnation of the source technique said this, and no one else had any objections, because he once killed an ancient saint king and was extremely powerful.

Jiang Taixu helped Luo Mo calculate, "There are four more games."

"Of course I have to work hard for you, senior."

Jiang Taixu nodded, "I will win, there are still three games left."

"Count me in," Jiang Li said.

"Emperor Jiang?"

"Didn't Emperor Jiang become a saint not long ago? The ancient clan will definitely send the Saint King in this battle!"

"Prince Jiang is young and promising, but let others take over."

"Even if there is a divine ban, but when you first become a saint and you have to face off against a strong one among the saint kings, this..."

What's the chance of winning?

Everyone is not optimistic about Jiang Li. After all, he has just become a saint, and the other party will definitely send the best among the saint kings.

"I am the first one to decide." Jiang Li said in a tone that could not be refuted.

Everyone was speechless, so they turned their attention to Jiang Taixu and Luo Mo.

Come and persuade me.

But unexpectedly, Luo Mo, the Yuantian Master, nodded directly, "Okay."

He actually agreed just like that.

Jiang Taixu's mouth twitched slightly, but he nodded, "I believe you can win, but there are still two games left."

These two are the same person. Luo Mo has been able to kill the Saint King a long time ago, so Jiang Li naturally has no problem.

Although everyone in the Dao Alliance and the human saints who came to the meeting were puzzled, seeing that the three of them were confident, they stopped asking any more questions. After all, Jiang Li was a forbidden genius and the youngest saint among them all.
To be continued...