Chapter 4286 The War Will Start!

The sun has just risen.

The entire Xuanyong City was already extremely lively.

The competition space exudes dazzling golden light, surrounded by auspicious clouds and purple air, and thousands of auspicious signs appear.

As if this is a grand festival.

The entire Xuanyong City, and even the entire Southern Region, were boiling over.

"Wow...wow...wow..."

Stepping on the auspicious clouds, the forces of all parties ascended to the sky and entered the contest space.

It can be seen that thousands of sacred forces have brought nearly a million people to watch the battle.

It is conceivable that the competition space must be very huge.

Chen Xiaobei successfully found the Corpse Saint Emperor, and together, the two of them flew into the air with dozens of disciples from the Corpse Temple.

At the gate of the contest space, there are two high-level saint kings with extraordinary cultivation standing guard.

If there is no accident, these two high-ranking saint kings are disciples of a certain force in the Heavenly Sanctuary.

And this competition is the fact that this force is operating behind the scenes.

"My lords, we are from the Corpse Temple..." The Corpse Saint Emperor showed his token.

"go in."

The two high-ranking holy kings didn't check them carefully and let them go.

"We belong to Hong Tiancheng!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Hongtian led hundreds of members of the Ye family and followed them in.

"Master Chen!"

The two groups of people chased after each other, and when Ye Zhilan saw Chen Xiaobei, she chased after her with a smile on her face.

However, Ye Hongtian and the Corpse Saint Emperor didn't see eye to eye with each other, they stared at each other from a distance, neither of them had a good look.

"Are you going to compete today too?" Chen Xiaobei sized Ye Zhilan up.

Today, Ye Zhilan was wearing a light blue dress, her long black hair was also tied on top of her head, her body was full of heroic hair, which highlighted her graceful figure.

"Of course I want to participate!"

Ye Zhilan said confidently: "I was originally tenth in the Southern Region Xiaotian Ranking. This time, even if I can't win the final victory, I must at least improve my ranking in the Xiaotian Ranking!"

"Well, be more careful, don't be brave!" Chen Xiaobei reminded with concern.

"Hey! I should have said this to you!" Ye Zhilan said angrily, "Among today's contestants, you are probably the weakest one! If you try to be brave, you will be beaten to death!"

"Will not."

Chen Xiaobei shrugged, and stepped into the space door.

Ye Zhilan followed closely.

"Wow..."

In the next moment, he was directly transported to the contest space.

This space is very special.

Just like a huge Colosseum, the circular auditorium can hold millions of people at least.

Surrounded by the auditorium, there are more than 300 small arenas.

These small arenas are all condensed by special energy, and there are energy shields covering the small arenas.

Obviously, if it's an ordinary arena, it can't support the impact of the battle at all.

The existence of the energy shield is also to prevent the power of the battle from erupting everywhere and accidentally injuring the surrounding audience.

"It's really spectacular!"

Chen Xiaobei had seen the Colosseum on Earth, but compared to the fighting space in front of him, it was nothing.

"It's also the first time I've seen such a space!" Ye Zhilan sighed: "It's really worthy of the Holy Emperor's handwriting! I'm afraid it will be difficult to see the next time in this life!"

"You don't want to break through and become a Saint Emperor?" Chen Xiaobei asked.

"Think about it, dream about it, but it's no different from dreaming." Ye Zhilan's tone was indifferent, as if she had already seen it.

Cultivation is extremely difficult, and the chance to break through the realm of the Holy Emperor is even slimmer.

Even though Ye Zhilan was the number one genius of the Ye family, she never dared to hope that one day she would be able to break through the realm of the Holy Emperor.

She is already very content to experience the handwriting of the Holy Emperor once in this life.

"Take your time, maybe there will be a chance to help you realize your dream!" Chen Xiaobei smiled lightly.

"I hope so..." Ye Zhilan was very indifferent: "Everyone has this kind of dream, but it's very rare that it can be realized, and I don't force it."

"The seats in the Corpse Temple are here!" Chen Xiaobei pointed to an auditorium in front of him.

"Huh? Our Hong Tiancheng seat is next to you! I can still sit next to you!" Ye Zhilan's beautiful eyes lit up, she was very happy.

Afterwards, people from Corpse Temple and Hong Tiancheng all took their seats.

Although Ye Hongtian and Emperor Shisheng disliked each other, their seats were very close to each other.

Chen Xiaobei and Ye Zhilan were sitting behind them, so it was convenient for them to communicate.

The people from both sides also sat in adjacent areas.

"Corpse saint old ghost! You are too vicious! Knowing that Mr. Chen's cultivation level is low, you still let him participate in the competition!" Ye Hongtian couldn't help it, and scolded.

"You know what a fart!"

The Corpse Saint Emperor gave Ye Hongtian a blank look, and said angrily: "The old man has already made an agreement with Mr. Chen, he will directly admit defeat, and then worship the old man as his teacher! This time, I only come here to gain insight!"

"real?"

Ye Hongtian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "You old ghost, you finally did something human! If you hurt my grandson-in-law, I will never end with you!"

The corner of the Corpse Saint Emperor's mouth twitched twice, and he said angrily, "Bah! Are you shameless? When did my apprentice become your grandson-in-law? This old man is the first to say no!"

"This matter is beyond your control!" Ye Hongtian stared intently, as if he wanted to fight the dead emperor.

"My good apprentice will definitely listen to me! You just look at me and can't help me?" The corpse saint emperor retorted forcefully, not to be outdone.

"Stop talking..." Behind, Ye Zhilan's pretty face flushed, she was too ashamed to die.

"Wow..."

At this moment, a figure flew up and hovered in the center of the space.

This person was dressed in a black robe and had an extraordinary appearance. Without saying a word, he already exuded extremely tyrannical coercion!

"It's Xuan Yongyu! The martial arts competition is about to begin!" Ye Hongtian's eyes narrowed, and he stopped challenging the Corpse Saint Emperor, and became serious.

Xuanyong Yu is the lord of Xuanyong City. He is also the number one player in the Southern Territory Heaven Ranking.

In previous years, the Southern Territory Martial Arts Conference was hosted by the Xuanyong family.

The talents discovered were also brought under the command of the Xuanyong family.

But this time, Xuan Yongyu appeared so early, he looked more like the host of the competition.

It can be seen from this that the organizer of this martial arts competition is the power from the Heavenly Sanctuary, and the winner of the martial arts competition will have the opportunity to skyrocket to 90,000 miles.

At this moment, in the best position in the middle of the stand, there are three red gold thrones.

If there is no accident, these three thrones are prepared for the envoys of the Heavenly Sanctuary.

However, the throne has been vacant.

I didn't see anyone wanting to be seated.

It is estimated that the contest at the beginning was not interesting.

After eliminating a group of weak people, these three messengers will come to the scene.

"Everyone!"

Xuan Yongyu said loudly: "All the forces participating in the competition have arrived! Next, the rules of the competition will be announced! Please listen carefully!"