This phantom looks like a God of War. He actually talks to me. Could it be that he is a God of War?
This ancient god from thousands of years ago is talking to himself.
Thinking about this matter carefully, it is extremely incredible. The ancient gods have disappeared for tens of millions of years. No one knows where they went or whether they survived. The Battlefield of the Gods and the Ancient City of the Seventy-Two Gods I'm afraid it's the only thing they have left...
He is talking to himself.
No matter how calm Long Chen felt, he still had a creepy feeling at this moment.
There is another person that the Martial God Phantom said. He refers to Lingxi. What he means is that the war is about to begin. No one can hide in the Kingdom of God. Otherwise, everyone will die.
Long Chen didn't dare to question this power from the ancient gods at all. It was as if he was brought to this formation. Amidst the changes in the battlefield of the gods, he could say that he had no power to resist at all.
"What's wrong with you?" Su Muchen asked in confusion when he saw his expression changed drastically.
"There may be huge changes soon. Let your Su family prepare." Long Chen reminded him and walked to a corner alone. He told Ling Xi about this matter.
Lingxi smiled slightly and said: "Brother Chen, I can already bear a lot of things on my own. Let me also participate. This is God's rule."
Yes. The ancient god was talking to me just now.
This is God's rule...
In this way, Long Chen asked Ling Xi to come to the formation. From then on, the Martial God's shadow no longer targeted him.
Su Muchen now has huge authority. He alerted the Su family disciples who were still kneeling in worship. Only then did everyone stand together, suspiciously feeling the progress of the golden formation. They discussed together and wondered what would happen. .
"Don't worry too much. Our ancestors are blessing us. They must be leading us to the place where we can see him. Or he will give us valuable treasures so that we can prosper the ancient city of Martial God."
"Yes. This is the first time in at least a million years that the battlefield of the gods has undergone such a change. It will definitely be a good thing, not a bad thing. Think about it, it will only appear in the many myths we may encounter later. Something. I feel a little excited inside."
They were full of anticipation and looked ahead with warm eyes.
It's just that Su Muchen and others are much more mature. You can vaguely see some uneasiness in his eyes. This uneasiness probably comes from intuition. Long Chen also has this kind of intuition.
While the disciples of the Su family were talking happily, the speed of the golden array finally slowed down. The surrounding nine-color mist dispersed one after another. Everyone looked up and suddenly the golden array seemed to hit something. Most people were not on it. He stood firm and started rolling. Fortunately, he didn't fall out of the golden formation. Otherwise, he might have been swallowed up by the nine-color mist.
The golden array stopped.
Everyone looked curiously. They saw a huge white jade platform appeared in front of them. It had a diameter of tens of thousands of meters. There was a space of thousands of meters on the white jade platform. There was no nine-color mist. It was similar to the Bluestone Square. It was just paved. This white jade platform is pure white jade.
"It's such a big place. Our ancestors brought us here. Why?" a disciple asked curiously.
Everyone was eager to try. They wanted to step onto the white jade platform.
Su Muchen stopped and said: "No one can act rashly without my order. The situation is a bit strange. Don't blame me for being rude."
Seeing that he had usurped her limelight, Su Jiuyou felt a little dissatisfied and said, "Stop making such a fuss. How could our ancestors harm us? There must be some important purpose in bringing us here. You are so timid. Do you have ulterior motives or are you just timid?"
Su Muchen remained calm and said, "Then take the lead and walk up there to try."
Su Jiuyou saw that the white jade platform was strange and said, "Whoever is stronger should take the lead."
"It seems there is someone else."
At this moment, a disciple pointed to the opposite side of the Baidu Platform.
On the opposite side, there is actually an array diagram leaning against the hundred-plus platform. This is a green array diagram. You can vaguely see a green shadow on the array diagram. There are more than thirty people on that array diagram.
"That seems to be someone from Tianfeng Divine City."
Someone said.
"It's strange. Why did our ancestors bring us together with the people from Tianfeng Divine City?" Everyone began to wonder.
"There are people over there."
Another person with sharp eyes saw a Xuanbing Formation on the left. That was a friend of Wushen Ancient City, a person from Xuanbingcheng.
At this time, there seemed to be a new formation that hit the white jade platform. Take a closer look. The people over there were also very excited. They scanned the four directions and finally found the team from the Ancient City of Martial God. Now, in total. There were four teams gathered next to the white jade platform. Everyone was very excited at first. But after seeing that there were other teams, they did not dare to act rashly anymore.
"The war...and these people."
Long Chen remembered the word war that the Martial God Shadow told him. Then he saw the white jade platform. He suddenly said to Su Muchen: "Whether you believe it or not, this white jade platform is probably used for fighting. It’s like a game, and the people being dominated in this game seem to be us. So this is definitely not a good thing.”
Su Muchen looked solemn. He looked back at the phantom of the Martial God. His expression was a little strange. As a person from the ancient city of Martial God, he naturally did not believe that his ancestors would harm him. But in this weird place, who could predict what would happen next. what happened.
boom.
Another team from the Divine City came to the side of the white jade platform under the guidance of the black formation diagram.
the fifth.
As time passed, more and more teams arrived. Until finally, a total of nine teams gathered next to the white jade platform. There were no more additions. There were a total of seventy-two sacred cities. In other words, I am afraid that this endless nine-color mist Among them, there are eight platforms in total.
So, what exactly will happen?
At this time, Su Muchen was communicating with people from several divine cities nearby. The white jade platform was extremely empty. It was not difficult for the sound to reach the other side. The result was that no one from any divine city knew what was about to happen.
"I think the ancestors must have appeared. Let us come here to inherit something. Although the nine-color mist is scary, everyone, please relax. It will definitely be fine." A green man said with a smile in the Tianfeng Divine City.
"That's right. Don't be unreasonable. Just watch. This will be a historic moment. I believe that our ancestors still exist. They live in another world. They are gods. They are in control of this world. World. And today we have such treatment. I am afraid that we will welcome the return of the gods. Even if this is not the case, we will definitely get countless benefits if we are chosen to come to this place."
With their words, the hundreds of people present felt a lot better.
Everyone thinks it is right. This is the place of their ancestors. Just like the rain of gods, it does not bring them the same huge benefits.
Everyone started talking and laughing. Some people still knelt in front of the phantom of the god in the center of the array with great piety.
Just when everyone was talking most happily, among the troops in the ancient city of Martial God, a branch disciple of the eighth-level Nirvana Tribulation Realm suddenly shot towards the hundreds of platforms. He fell on the white jade platform. He was stunned for a moment. Just now I got up with a look of astonishment on my face. I had no idea how I ended up there.
"what happened."
He walked towards this side. But at this moment, the golden formation moved and staggered a certain distance. It was impossible for the guy to return to the formation. There was already a lot of nine-color mist filling the gap between the two. .
Everyone was dumbfounded. What was going on?
Looking up, it's not just Martial God Ancient City like this. Among the other eight teams, there is also a person from each team standing on the white jade platform. And they are all about the same age and strength as Martial God Ancient City.
"Su Huan, please calm down first." Su Muchen was almost scared to cry when he saw that guy.
There were a total of nine people standing on the empty white jade platform. Each one of them was extremely sluggish. They had no choice but to return to the formation. And the people in the formation could not get to the white jade platform.
This situation immediately made everyone noisy.
At this time, everyone discovered that there seemed to be a number in the center of the white jade platform. It was a number with nine colors. It started from one hundred, and after one breath, it became ninety-nine. Every time one breath passed, it became ninety-nine. The number decreases by one.
"What does this mean?" Everyone was excited. The eight people standing on the platform became more and more uneasy.
Long Chen squinted his eyes and said: "I'm afraid something special will happen after the countdown ends. It should be roughly that if the nine people above don't complete something before then, they will... die."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was frightened. They cursed one after another: "Don't talk nonsense. How could our ancestors make such a joke? We are their descendants."
"That's right. You are not from my Su family. If you die, you must die."
Long Chen is definitely not joking.
At this moment, the number above had changed to ninety.
The people of the Su family are still condemning Long Chen for what he just said.
At this time, the phantoms of the gods on each formation made a loud sound again.
"This is a battle of glory. Within a hundred breaths, only one winner can appear on the white jade platform. If it cannot be completed, nine people will be eliminated together."
This sentence also comes from the ancient gods.
It's very vague, but at least everyone understands that the people on the stage must fight as soon as possible and then decide a winner. Otherwise, all nine people will be eliminated.
But, no one knows what happens to the winner, and no one knows what happens to the loser.
In the blink of an eye, there were already eighty breaths left.
Battle of Glory.
This word made everyone's blood boil with excitement, because they represented the major divine cities.
"Su Huan. Fight." Su Muchen was silent for a moment and reminded.
If only one person wins, everyone wants it to be one of their own. And who knows what the price of failure will be.