Holy Dragon Totem

"Basically, they are all under 20 years old. Those who are over 20 years old and can be considered geniuses have mostly become God Lords."

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

For these God Lords, Jiang Zi is no different from a newborn at their current age.

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

Especially for some bloodline talents, they can already see it, such as Long Yan's supreme dragon bloodline.

At the time of the Millennium Festival, he was just under 20 years old, which was a great luck, so the number of God Lords was several times that of the ancient gods. The Light Dragon Clan was already the one with the most ancient gods, and the other clans had fewer ancient gods.

When they were talking, they asked the ancient gods of each clan to stand up first, and Jiang Zi walked to the front with them. As a result, they found that there were more than 40 clans in total, and the ancient gods added up to only about 200 people.

In this way, the Light Dragon Lord gave all six places to the ancient gods, which was indeed the most among them.

Of course, this means that the ancient gods brought by other tribes are the elites among the elites, absolutely the first in the tribe of the same age, and may even be the most talented and outstanding within the age of 100 in each tribe, such as Bai Mu.

"Let's start. The old rules, each tribe will take a turn. My Chiyan Dragon Clan will come first. Lin Yan, you go out to challenge first." A top god king from the Chiyan Dragon Clan said with a smile. These people are very scary, but there are too many strong people, and it is dazzling. Jiang Zi didn't recognize any of them.

When he finished speaking, a young man with orange-red long hair came out from the Chiyan Dragon Clan. The young man had a strong gaze. Although he was not old, his gaze was particularly mature and his blood was particularly vigorous. Standing in the middle of the field, facing many seniors, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "Seniors, my name is Lin Yan, I am nineteen years old this year, and I have cultivated to the ninth level of the ancient god realm."

Jiang Zi looked at them hungry. There were two people from the Chiyan Dragon Clan in total, and this one named Lin Yan should not be the most powerful among them.

But even so, at the age of nineteen, he has cultivated to the ninth level of the ancient god realm, which is better than Qu Xiyu. I just don’t know if his totem is a god king totem, otherwise, it is about the same as Bai Mu.

Lin Yan made the most important self-introduction in his life to the Holy Dragon Clan. After all, the elders basically didn’t know him.

“Which clan do you want to challenge, Lin Yan.” Someone asked him.

The rules of this martial arts competition are like this. When it is the turn of a clan to fight, they will send people out by themselves, and then the people who come out can only choose which clan to challenge, but cannot choose who to challenge specifically. The challenged clan, as long as they are of similar age, will volunteer to fight. Even if there is a difference in age, but both parties are willing, they can fight.

In fact, there is no need to ask, everyone knows who the people of the Red Flame Dragon Clan will challenge.

Sure enough, Lin Yan looked at a group of people in white clothes, and those people in white clothes had white flame patterns embroidered on their bodies.

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

In the past, the only major clan of the Holy Dragon Clan that controlled fire was the Red Flame Dragon Clan. The White Flame Dragon Clan was separated from the Red Flame Dragon Clan. At first, it was just a small clan, but it developed rapidly later. Now, it has already entered the ranks of major clans and can compete with the Red Flame Dragon Clan.

The hatred between the two clans has existed since ancient times, so the competition between them is also a very eye-catching contest in this ancestor worship. The ancient gods are just appetizers. Later, the gods and kings may even compete and decide the winner.

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

"Okay." Lin Yan looked at his opponent with a fiery look. The two knew each other for a long time. They had probably waited for a long time for this opportunity to fight. Now they met this opponent who was related to the honor and disgrace of the clan, and they showed a strong fighting spirit.

The elders are happy to watch such a more interesting duel. This confrontation will be interesting.

Before they fought, Jiang Zizai looked at their totems. Both of them were peerless geniuses who had cultivated to the ninth level of the ancient god realm before the age of 20. Their totems were all god-level totems. This was actually normal, because it was more difficult to obtain a god-level totem than Jiang Zizai could imagine. Few people had a god-level totem before becoming a god-level.

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

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

In contrast, Zhao Lanjun's totem dragon was a white flame dragon. Both were burning with fire, tit-for-tat, with red fire burning and white flames weird.

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

Next, the two people who shouldered the feud presented a fierce duel for the elders. Although their opponents were children's toys to the elders, their fighting spirit and competition were real. Although they were children, they were fighting for life and death.

The two fought desperately, and it was inevitable that they would both get hurt. In fact, they should be evenly matched. If they continued like this, they might both get hurt. Even if someone won, it would be a miserable victory. Next, they would have to watch the thousand-year grand scene, which would definitely affect them.

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

This was equivalent to Jiang Zizai holding a knife in his hand. The knife was indeed sharp. If the opponent held a wooden stick, no matter how thick the wooden stick was, it might not be better than the knife. But now the opponent was equivalent to carrying a pillar and smashing it down, and the knife could not stop it.

Looking at this battle, he knew that he had a long way to go.

About a quarter of an hour later, they were both nearly defeated. The elders of both sides did not fight over the ancient god. They all agreed to stop the fight. After all, the two were evenly matched and there was no need to decide the winner.

"The victory or defeat between you depends on who becomes the God Lord first, and more on who will become the God King faster in the future. Today's victory or defeat is meaningless." After letting Lin Yan go, the elders of the clan said this.

"I know, but I still want to win glory for my clan." Lin Yan said unwillingly.