Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

When more than a hundred saints heard Long Sheng's words, although they remained calm, there was a wave of emotion in their hearts.

Is this hinting at something?

Suggesting that this emerging ethnic group has a chance to become one of the top 100?

Or is there a chance to compete for the top twelve?

Due to Dragon Saint's transcendent status, everyone had to interpret his every word in depth, not daring to miss the slightest hint of its meaning.

"Human race? It's interesting. After the Dragon Saint said this, I also want to meet the human race saint."

The divine saint smiled lightly.

"Okay, let's take this opportunity to meet the saint of the human race. It is really rare to cultivate such a genius."

The saint from the Southern God Clan smiled lightly.

Dragon Saint gently waved his sleeves, and nine interior portals suddenly appeared in the void.

After the great saints of the human race noticed this change, their faces showed a look of astonishment, because they saw hundreds of saints who were far stronger than themselves looking at them.

"This is……"

Jinyang Saint's face was solemn, and he recognized Long Saint at a glance.

Perhaps the human race has a weak background and he has not had the opportunity to meet the saints of the twelve powerful tribes, but he has still seen the Dragon Saint. After all, from all aspects, the human race is actually under the command of the Qingming Supreme Alliance.

Everything has to be decided!

"Jin Yang pays homage to Dragon Saint!"

Sage Jinyang bowed with a respectful expression.

"Agarwood meets the Dragon Saint!"

"Wandao pays homage to Dragon Saint!"

"Luo Xue..."

"Fang Lie pays homage to Dragon Saint!"

Except for the Forgetting Saint, the nine great human race saints saluted one after another.

Long Sheng smiled, and with a thought, the portals of the nine interior locations became clearer.

Originally, there was still a certain distance between the two parties, but in one thought, this distance had been reduced to zero.

"Such magical powers..."

The eyes of the saints moved slightly, suppressing the waves in their hearts.

The interior location is actually a realm beyond Qingming.

The stronger your cultivation level, the stronger the inner power you can mobilize!

Each interior location is unique and unique to the saints.

It is difficult for external forces to affect these interior locations unless they are attacked by force.

But just now, the Dragon Saint did nothing, but let the nine human saints directly open the door to the inner scene and connect it to this place.

This kind of method, if the two parties are hostile, can easily break into other people's inner scenes.

They didn't know if they would be able to resist this method.

"Come and be my guest."

Long Sheng smiled at Fang Lie and others.

Seeing this, the saints of the human race suppressed the fear in their hearts, and walked out of the interior one after another, and went directly to the building, where they met the saints from the top 100 ethnic groups here.

The aura of any saint here is much stronger than that of the Ten Thousand Dao Saints, giving them an unfathomable feeling.

The nine people walked up to Dragon Saint and bowed again.

The saint of the Southern God Clan stared at the nine people with a faint smile. Although he did not use his magical power, it still made the nine people feel a little pressure.

"I invite you here today for no other reason than that in the Battle of the Holy Tower, there is a magical user from your human race who has persisted until now and is almost on the verge of entering the top 100.

This is rare, so I let you watch the battle in person, and also communicate with saints from all over the world on their experiences in cultivating disciples. "

Long Sheng smiled lightly.

Hearing this, Saint Jinyang couldn't help but glance at Fang Lie, with a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

"Which of your disciples is this human supernatural being?"

The Saint of the Southern God Clan suddenly pointed at Fang Chen in the picture and asked everyone.

"It's under the lower door."

Fang Lie cupped his hands and said.

"Well, he's been trained well. Even my clan's supernatural beings are barely able to resist in his hands."

The saint from the Southern God Clan smiled lightly.

Sage Jinyang seemed to hear another hidden meaning in this saint's mouth, and the jealousy in his eyes turned into gloating.

"This is just an example. Although my human race is young, I have accumulated many years of experience. If such an example occurs, I can only say that I am lucky, but it is also reasonable."

Fang Lie said with a smile that was neither humble nor arrogant:

"As for the training experience that Dragon Saint mentioned, it was actually Dragon Saint who defeated me. How can I have any experience? Luck accounts for 99% of it."

The saints nodded silently. This was correct. How could a mere ethnic group that they had never heard of cultivate such a magical person through experience?

It can only be said to be due to luck.

"Whether it's luck or experience, you humans do have enough potential."

Long Sheng smiled.

"What Dragon Saint said is absolutely true. I hope that you, the human supernatural power user, will be ranked first in the sixth rank. In this way, we can win the bet between our clan and the gods.

At that time, I will also share some benefits with you, the human race. "

The saint from the Southern God Clan smiled.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the nine human saints changed.

They seemed to be inexplicably and passively involved in a bet.

No matter who wins or loses, they will be hated by one of the saints.

At this time, the divine saint smiled at the nine people:

"The Southern Gods feel that they have no hope of stopping the Grand Slam of our Gods. Now they are placing their hopes on you humans. Don't let the Southern Gods down. After all, their three heads are very vindictive."

"..."

"Okay, don't scare these nine saints. The bet between you is between you. Don't involve others and continue reading."

Long Sheng said calmly.

All Saints: "Yes."

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"The Battle of the Holy Tower...is almost over."

Fang Chen glanced at the 'fly guard' not far away.

Its scope has been reduced to a radius of only a hundred miles.

The first time he encountered the Death Battle Card, the scope of the Death Battle Zone was also this large.

This shows that there are not many supernatural power users who have not been eliminated, and it is only in units of hundreds.

During this period, he encountered several magical powers from the twelve powerful tribes.

The most powerful person has only six times the power of the immortal energy in his body.

It's still far from Fang Chen's level.

"Strange, which ethnic group are you from?"

Not far away, a figure appeared.

The person wearing a green shirt looked very similar to the human race, but his skin was dark and he was obviously a god.

Fang Chen didn't want to answer this question anymore, he was a little annoyed, so he chose to take action directly.

Suddenly, one after another interior portals appeared in the void.

Countless eyes fell on the two people who were fighting through the void.

There is jealousy, doubt, confusion, fear in these eyes...

Because according to their calculations, if Fang Chen wins this competition again, he will directly enter the top 100.

Except for the twelve powerful clans, it is extremely difficult for the rest to enter the top 100, even for those with magical powers from the top 100 powerful clans.

But now, a little-known weak clan with magical powers is about to achieve something that even they cannot achieve. They can't figure out what went wrong here.