Chapter 855: Ling Zun's Words, the Conference Begins, 4 Major Areas

"Master, he is unwilling to hand over the sarcophagus."

Lin Kun was the first to speak to the stone hall.

In that ancient palace, there lived the fourth-ranked spiritual master on the list of power gods, and now the number one powerhouse in Tianzhou.

"Well, let him go!"

In the stone hall, there was a clear, ethereal, loud, and indistinguishable voice between men and women, as if it came from another dimension, detached from the world and unpredictable.

"Don't rob?" Lin Kun was stunned.

Ning Yu on the side raised his eyebrows, feeling surprised too.

"No." Ling Zun said lightly, "Prepare well for the top talent conference."

"The disciple obeys."

Lin Kun and Ning Yu clasped their fists in salute, then turned and left.

The black stone temple stands quietly on the ground, ancient, vast and distant, as if it had existed since the beginning of the world.

high in the air.

Lin Kun and Ning Yu looked back.

The great hall gradually faded, and the surrounding scenes also began to fade, covering the area for thousands of miles.

"I heard that this area is very unique. It is a space node that can open the door to another world."

Ning Yu whispered.

Lin Kun frowned slightly: "The truth of this matter, I am afraid that only Master knows."

The two took a deep look at the area.

After half a cup of tea.

They left together and disappeared without a trace.

...

guest house.

Ye Feng was cross-legged on the ground, cultivating the divine pattern of power observed from the corpse of the ancient holy god in the sarcophagus.

"Power Fist!"

"Furious Divine Fist!"

"The fist of domineering!"

"What's this all about! The level of naming the ancient holy gods is too bad, isn't it?

Not as good as me! "

Ye Feng practiced the boxing techniques observed from these divine patterns, and found that their names are very ghostly.

And these are the names of the ancient holy gods.

"However, it doesn't matter if the name is not good. When you are fighting, just don't call your name."

Ye Feng smiled.

In two days, it will be the top talent conference.

He has to create some brand-new magical powers, which are suitable for the incarnation of the Heavenly Emperor level.

"With my foundation, even if it is only at the level of Heavenly Emperor, it should be no problem to sweep the audience."

"Concubine, are you playing?"

"I'm not going."

Concubine Fox did not want to appear.

The reason is very simple. She doesn't want to create a clone. In her opinion, since she wants to fight, the real body will come. Using clones or projections is too disrespectful to the opponent.

If you want to fight, you will be divided into superior and inferior, but also life and death!

Anyway, she has an immortal body, and how she dies is the other party's business, not hers.

"Little monkey, are you coming?" Ye Feng asked again.

"My main body is at the Heavenly Emperor level, is there any difference between the clone and the main body?" Tiandao Ling monkey scratched his head.

"Okay, I'll go alone."

Ye Feng continued to practice boxing and delved into supernatural powers along the way.

Even if he doesn't rely on physical strength, he can swept the audience just by relying on his cultivation.

Two days later.

Inside the Holy Spirit.

Above a super-large square with a radius of ten thousand miles.

There are hundreds of billions of creatures gathered around.

The Top Talent Conference, held once every 100 years, is hosted by the Holy Spirit Sect, the most powerful neutral force in Tianzhou.

The winner can get the guidance of the Spirit Venerable.

Even if you only get the top three, there are also huge rewards.

As for the contestants, they are the top talents recommended by the major holy places. Most of them are quasi holy places and a few are holy places.

For the practitioners of the entire Tianzhou, the top talent conference is the most dazzling event.

Whoever comes out on top shows that among the younger generation, he is the undisputed strongest at the same level.

This honor will accompany you for a lifetime!

In the center of the square, there is a hemispherical bubble with a diameter of thousands of miles, which covers the earth and forms a fighting area.

This top talent conference is where they will learn from each other.

Nothing fancy.

Entering it is a battle!

tear it up!

Saint Son Lin Kun and Saint Ning Yu descended into the sky above the square, stepping on the surface of the bubble, carrying their hands on their backs, and the powerful holy prestige swept around.

"Welcome everyone!"

Lin Kun was the first to speak, "It's the new top talent conference again. Now, without further ado, the contestants are invited to appear!"

high in the air.

A hundred figures appeared out of thin air.

They exude a powerful aura, the weakest are the second-rank quasi-sages, and the strongest are the three entering the holy realm.

Ye Feng is also among them.

He just exudes the aura of a four-turn quasi-saint, which is not very conspicuous.

However, the three members of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Sect were full of fear.

They have already learned from the mouths of Jinpao Tiansheng that this self-named "Mr. Misty Young Master" is very terrifying, and his combat power has reached the peak of the manifested saints. He has killed three manifested saints of the Swallowing Devil Sect in a row, and a dozen of them have entered the holy realm. The real enemy.

"You just rely on your cultivation base to be higher than us, and we will kill you with a thousand swords!"

A top-level Tianjiao said coldly.

His voice spread throughout the audience, attracting the attention of countless people.

Immediately afterwards, many people stared at Ye Feng.

"It's that person!"

"I heard that he killed the Demon Armored Ancient Sage of the Swallowing Demon Sect and other three manifested saints, and even got out of the hands of the golden-robed Heavenly Sage. I didn't expect that he was not even a thousand years old!"

"Do you think his age is fake? In fact, it is an old monster who has lived for 10,000 years."

"In terms of age, the Holy Spirit Sect will not cheat."

"Yes, this reputation, the Holy Spirit Sect still has it."

People of all major forces whispered.

high in the air.

Ye Feng ignored that holy realm genius.

To him, this person can be killed at will, like a fly, no need to pay attention.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't respond, the three top geniuses of the Swallowing Devil Sect were furious, ready to wait until they entered the fighting area, and then blew up Misty Young Master's Heavenly Emperor-level clone in public.

"The top talent conference has not yet started, and the smell of gunpowder is very strong. Then, let's start creating clones now!"

Lin Kun waved his sleeves.

hum!

A bronze mirror flew high into the sky.

One hundred top geniuses, including Ye Feng, all cut their fingers, took out a drop of blood, and sank it into the bronze mirror.

next moment.

The majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into the bronze mirror, projecting a hundred figures into the fighting area, gradually condensing into the body.

Every path is at the level of Heavenly Emperor!

However, because everyone's foundation is different, the strength of the breath of these Heavenly Emperor-level incarnations is also different.

high in the air.

Ye Feng found that the Doufa area was divided into four areas, and twenty-five people were randomly assigned to each area.

At this time, Lin Kun opened his mouth and introduced:

"One hundred contestants, divided into four areas, A, B, C, and D, with twenty-five people in each area, will compete in the knockout rounds."

"The person who wins the first place in the region can qualify."

"Twenty-five top talents in each region will compete in pairs, and the winner will advance until the first place in the region is determined."

"Then now, let's get started!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone found a number on the top of their clones.

"District A, No. 8, it's okay." Ye Feng said.

His clone is No. 8, in the A area.

next moment.

Ye Feng's body was cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were closed, his mind was immersed in the avatar of the Heavenly Emperor level, and he began to adapt.

"Hmph, it's cheaper for you!"

A cold shout came from a distance.

Ye Feng's avatar followed the sound, and saw that the three top geniuses of the Swallowing Demon Sect were all assigned to the three areas of "Yi Bing Ding", not in Area A.

"Master Misty, if you can qualify, you are qualified to fight with us." Another top Tianjiao of the Swallowing Devil Sect sneered, his face full of hideousness.

In a battle of the same rank, he is not afraid of anyone!

Even if the other party is a ruthless son.

"A lot of nonsense!"

Ye Feng took out his ears and looked indifferent.