Faced with the ridicule of the Shadow Clan, the Saint of the Southern God Clan remained silent and stared at Fang Chen in the Battle of the Holy Tower.

How similar are those three heads and six arms to the Southern God Clan?

But the other party clearly used a kind of magical power, not like the Southern God clan, who was born with three heads and six arms.

“There is indeed all kinds of wonders in the world.”

The saint of the gods sighed: "First it was the Shadow Bodhisattva technique, then it was the three-headed and six-armed one. Either someone created such a magical power based on the inspiration of the southern gods, or it was the number of days."

After saying that, he suddenly chuckled and said to the saint of the Southern God Clan:

"This little guy has some talent and has three heads and six arms, otherwise you can accept him as his adopted son. With his current performance, he will be more than enough to be your adopted son."

"What kind of sarcastic words are the Southern God Clan. Even if there are weak tribes who try to imitate, they are just like the shape and the spirit but not the same."

The faint Tao of the saints of the Southern God Clan.

At this moment, Long Sheng's face suddenly moved and he waved his hand gently.

Several lights flashed away, and figures appeared one after another in front of the saints.

Their appearance brought back the attention of the saints from Fang Chen.

After all, Fang Chen is only a weak clan's six turns, and the six people in front of him are different.

Not only are they the first in all realms, but they are also from the gods.

Perhaps in the future, I will have the opportunity to be on par with them, such as the saints.

The six gods who appeared here inexplicably did not panic, but calmly saluted the Dragon Saint.

Fang Lie and others also looked at these six people.

Each person's breath has been polished to the extreme of roundness, which is the top of the same level.

From the third step of breaking the limit to the seventh turn, six represent the first of these six realms.

At least in the Longsheng City area, their strength is already recognized.

Many saints had a hint of envy in their eyes.

On the surface, they were not convinced by the gods, and each wanted to compete with the gods, otherwise the southern gods would not have made a bet with the gods.

But they knew clearly in their hearts that the gap between the various tribes and the gods was far greater than they had imagined.

Like the six geniuses in front of you, one of the tribes may not be able to be produced in every tribe for thousands of years, and so many of the gods will appear once they appear.

"You are the first in the same level as the Battle of the Holy Tower this time, which is a happy congratulations."

Long Sheng smiled and said, "Maybe some years later, some of you will become my colleagues."

The six gods who are powerful in the gods dare not dare to do anything.

“No need to be too modest, and continue to watch the battle with us old guys here.

When the rest of the realms are also determined to be the first, we will reward them together at that time.”

Dragon Saint smiled faintly.

The six gods and gods bowed again, then walked to the gods and gods and watched curiously.

From here, you can see the Battle of the Holy Tower.

"That Southern God Clan is a bit powerful. Can you suppress so many fights at the same level?"

Ling Daochun suddenly muttered to himself softly.

These words made the saints of the gods sneer.

Lingdaochun didn't know what happened, and looked at the saint of the gods with a little confused:

"Uncle San, what's wrong?"

The saint of the gods glanced at the three slightly blue faces of the saint of the southern gods, and then smiled:

"You read it wrong. That person is not the Southern God clan, but the human clan."

"Human race? What is it?"

Liandaochun was a little surprised.

The other top players in the same level also showed curiosity and kept looking down, and they really saw some clues.

They looked at the other battlefields again, and they were all crushing by the gods. Only the six-transfer battlefield where the "three heads and six arms" were located was actually suppressed by several gods.

This made their expression slightly change, and their eyes subconsciously fell on Dai Congyun.

"Why didn't Dai Congyun take action?"

A first in the same level frowned.

"Dai Congyun is arrogant by nature and is afraid he is unwilling to siege with others."

The divine power of the gods who had achieved the first place in the seven-turn said softly.

"Uncle San, tell me what kind of race is the human race? Why have I never heard of it? Not even the top 100 powerful races, right? How can it be kept until this moment?"

Tong Daochun came to the saints of the gods, looking pleased.

"I haven't heard of the human race before this time."

The saint of the gods smiled faintly and said, "But the fact that this son can achieve such a result has nothing to do with what kind of ethnic group he is.

No matter how weak a clan is, it is possible to give birth to a ‘king’, but this cannot change anything. At most, it will make the clan slightly stronger during his reign.”

"That's how..."

Tong Daochun nodded gently.

He also understood this truth.

Even if the gods do not participate in the Battle of the Holy Tower, or the results they have achieved are not good in the Battle of the Holy Tower.

The gods are still gods, and the gods have such strong heritage that no tribe can replace them.

"That kid can't hold on anymore. No matter how strong he is, he will be unable to withstand dozens of sieges of the same level. Moreover, these are all magical powers of the twelve strong clans."

The saint of the Golden Essence Clan suddenly smiled.

The attention of the saints instantly returned to Fang Chen.

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Fang Chen used the three-headed and six-arm technique to take advantage of the fact that a group of magical powers did not react and beat him unexpectedly.

Several magical powers of the same level were killed one after another, but after the remaining magical powers of the people reacted, they all attacked one after another.

These magical powers are placed in the Ninth Realm, and each of them can fight over the level and seven turns, and are the top players among the same level.

Now that the other party has joined forces, Fang Chen has chosen to fight head-on, and he has indeed felt a little pressure.

But from the beginning to the end, he never set out his sword.

Faced with this situation, only the seventh sword of the Supreme Sword of the Eight Desolate Immortals can be reversed.

But this sword needs to lose life, which is not necessary in Fang Chen's opinion.

Gradually, the immortal essence in Fang Chen's body was seen.

Just when everyone thought he was about to be unable to hold on, the immortal energy in Fang Chen's body recovered at an extremely fast speed.

This scene surprised many saints who thought he was about to lose.

Seeing the supernatural powers of various races fall one after another, it is false to say that these saints do not feel sorry for them.

Every time a person with supernatural powers dies, he will provide talents to the soul clan.

Not long after, a saint finally spoke.

The magical powers who were originally besieging Fang Chen stopped.

"It's meaningless to continue like this. It seems that you must strive for the first place in the sixth turn. It's okay, let's give you a chance.

You can go to the side to watch the battle, and after we decide the winner, you can fight for the first place."

A strange snake clan's magical power looked at Fang Chen with a solemn expression.

"Then I'm not polite."

Fang Chen smiled and slowly retreated several miles away.

The supernatural powers of various races were quite helpless and never thought that one day they would be forced to such a miserable state by the supernatural powers of weak races.

"Next, everyone is considered their own people, so don't beat them to death. Just fight with magical powers. Whoever is stronger will stay. If you lose, you will admit defeat and leave. Is there any problem?"

"Just that's it."

These powerful people quickly reached a consensus.

Next, the battle between them seemed more elegant. They did not kill their lives, nor did they take human life. The loser consciously retreated aside and waited for the time to come, and they would admit defeat and leave.
Chapter completed!