In the palace, Ling Tian appeared in front of the formation.
When Ling Tian's figure appeared, Long Xuan, Lu Bi and other Martial Emperors from various tribes came forward to greet him.
It was because they knew that Ling Tian's trip to the outside world was of great importance that they were absent from the Seven States Competition.
After all, the Great Competition is nothing compared to the future of Lingtian Realm.
"Ling Tian, how is the situation outside the territory?"
Long Xuan asked.
"The reorganization of the God Realm is about to be completed. The two major camps in the Immortal Realm are ready to occupy the God Realm Continent. Our time is running out."
"Fellow Martial Emperors, you can go back and prepare to assemble your army for an expedition outside the territory."
Ling Tian smiled slightly, his face full of excitement.
For this day, Lingtian Realm has been preparing for a hundred years. As the Lingtian Realm, which ranks last among all the worlds, it needs such an extraterritorial battle to rectify the name of this fairyland.
"Haha, is this true? That's great. I've finally waited for this day!"
When all the Martial Emperors heard this, they all became excited.
"Haha, the time is just right. Realm Lord, the warships have been completely completed. Now tens of thousands of star warships have been built, which can transport up to tens of millions of Lingtian Realm armies!"
The dwarf Emperor Wu also said.
"Ten thousand star warships are enough. This time we will only bring our elite troops there."
Ling Tian nodded. Have you calculated the number of Immortal Lords and Martial Emperors from each clan?
"I just sorted out the data. Now in the entire Lingtian Realm, there are a total of 33,200 Immortal Lords and a total of 30 Martial Emperors. This number, looking at the entire world, even if it is not as high as that of the ranking
It is the former Great Desolate Realm and Heavenly Demon Realm, but it should also be able to enter the top ten. If it is re-ranked now, the Lingtian Realm can become one of the new ten realms of the heavens."
The current human race Martial Emperor Ling Xiaoer said.
In the past hundred years, although Ling Tian is the Realm Master, Ling Xiao'er has been handling all matters big and small. After all, this is more convenient for her.
Ling Tian is also willing to be a hands-off shopkeeper and do whatever he wants.
"Three hundred thousand immortals, thirty martial emperors, over the past hundred years, all races have been diligent enough."
Ling Tian nodded.
"Haha, we don't dare to take credit. It's all thanks to Tai Chi Academy and you, the Realm Master. Among the thirty Martial Emperors, there are only nine of your disciples!"
Lu Bi spread his hands.
There are nine Martial Emperors in one sect, accounting for almost one-third of the entire Immortal Realm, not counting the other Martial Emperors of the human race.
Today, the human race is the undisputed overlord of the Lingtian Realm, and no race can rival it.
"Haha, I didn't do anything. They are talented enough."
Speaking of her nine disciples, Ling Tian was still very proud.
Each of these disciples is at the top of the competition from the Seven States, and they are also the top leaders of their respective races in the Immortal State.
In fact, even without Ling Tian's personal guidance, they would eventually become Martial Emperors, but at a slower pace.
"boom!"
A group of martial emperors wanted to discuss and finalize a detailed plan, but at this time, a roar sounded from outside.
The Emperors frowned and looked outside the hall.
They don't look very good.
Who is so presumptuous? Don’t you know that this is the capital, Luoyang?
"Brother Emperor, this is the direction of the venue for the Seven States Competition. Today is the final. Calculating the time, it should be over by now."
Ling Xiaoer frowned.
"Oh, I almost forgot, but I already informed Nian'er before and asked him to recruit disciples for me. Why, can't he handle such a simple matter well?"
Ling Tian's face gradually turned cold.
"Brother Imperial, how about I go over and take a look? Maybe something really happened."
Ling Xiaoer thought for a while and said.
"World Master, I have heard that this Seven-State Competition is the most brutal one!" Ross said.
"That's all, let's go over and have a look together."
Ling Tian raised his hand and disappeared into the hall.
In the main hall, a group of martial emperors also followed suit.
In front of Wandao Pagoda.
The arena that was already shattered is now completely shattered.
The warriors of all races who were watching the battle around had expressions of surprise on their faces.
Because, at this time, Shen Lian, the current leader in the competition, was standing on the ring, with a terrifying edge of swordsmanship surging all over his body.
These sharp edges burst out of the body, shining golden light, rising into the sky, and directly exploded the entire arena and surrounding formations.
You must know that these formations are enough to counter the impact of the powerful Martial Emperor's magical powers.
The combat power of the top immortals participating in the Seven States Competition every time has surpassed that of ordinary Martial Emperors.
Therefore, the formations here were all arranged by Ling Xiaoer himself.
In all the previous competitions, the formation has never been broken.
But now, it has been ruined by Shen Lian!
Such a scene shocked everyone.
But the next moment, all the disciples of Ling Tian were furious.
"Shen Lian, you are so presumptuous!"
"The competition is over, why are you destroying the formation?"
"Don't you know that the capital city of Luoyang is behind you? You are not afraid of disturbing the world lord and the clan leaders!"
On the stage, Shen Lian's chest rose and fell, and he slowly raised his head with a sword intent that soared to the sky.
"Shen Lian, I want to become the disciple of the Realm Master!"
"Shen Lian, you are qualified!"
ah!
He suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, his sword intent vibrating to the sky, and the dagger in his hand floated into the air.
Shen Lian's whole body was shrouded in golden light, suspended there like a golden sun.
And in the sky above Luoyang City, a whirlpool began to appear, with thunder rolling in it, spreading over a radius of eight thousand miles!
Thunder disaster!
This scene made everyone take a breath.
Because, this Shen Lian actually triggered the catastrophe of Emperor Wu at this time!
In the Seven States Competition, overcome the tribulation and become the Martial Emperor!?
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Because this has never happened in the past hundred years.
Even Ling Tian's ninth disciple, Ji Gang, only took ten years to become the Martial Emperor.
Moreover, his Thunder Tribulation of Emperor Wu back then had a radius of seven thousand miles.
Shocked the seven states.
But compared with the Shen Lian in front of him, he was still far behind!
You must know that Ling Xiao'er, who is now in charge of the Han Dynasty, when he was going through the tribulation more than a hundred years ago, the thunder catastrophe he caused was only nine thousand miles in radius.
But who doesn’t admire Ling Xiaoer’s talent!?
"This guy is really a genius!"
In the direction of Wandao Pagoda, all the Martial Emperors frowned.
Ling Nian's heart was even hotter.
If he takes this person under his sect, wouldn’t he be the ninth son of Ling Tian who beat his father up!?
"What's going on!"
But at this time, in front of Wandao Tower, Ling Xiaoer's figure appeared.
The emperor's pressure spread, making all warriors bow to him.
"Auntie, this Shen Lian is the top one in this seven-state competition. I wanted to accept him as my disciple, but he refused. I have to join my father's sect. Become Emperor Wu."