Chapter 436 Newcomer to the God Realm, God Court Messenger

The yellow-robed woman next to him immediately laughed: "Brother Baisha, how many god-level masters in the entire Anhai Prefecture came to participate in the battle? Many of them came from other places. In the end, only 100 of the 32,000 god-level masters were selected. You think too much of you That little brother Dongbo." When the yellow-robed woman laughed, the laughter was pleasant to the ear, her delicate body was trembling, and the curves of her body could be seen in the loose yellow robe she was wearing.

But she is a terrifying third-level heavenly god with a fierce reputation, named 'Poison Ying Realm God', who is best at using poison!

Compared with the "Sorcerer God" that Dong Bo Xueying had seen before and this Du Ying Realm God, they were many times worse.

"We'll know when the time comes." City Master Baisha didn't bother to say much, and continued to eat with his head buried.

The others ate and chatted.

Everyone present is a shocking existence, and they rarely meet each other.

Not long.

Palace Master Anhai suddenly got up and looked outside with a smile. He got up together, which surprised the five people below, and they all got up quickly.

"Hahaha, Brother Long." A forceful voice came in from outside.

An old man with snow-white hair and a snow-white beard came in. He was wearing a thick black robe and stepped into the hall.

However, Palace Master Anhai had already walked down and greeted him proactively: "Brother Mo Xue, we haven't seen each other for a long, long time, I didn't expect that you would come to the Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet of the Divine Court, come, come, come and take a seat with me .”

"I'm not polite." The snow-white bearded old man immediately walked up to the high place with Palace Master Anhai, and they sat down side by side.

The five people below guessed the identity of the person as soon as they heard the word 'Mo Xue'.

Everyone salutes.

"Greetings to the Lord Mo Xue." Everyone was quite modest and polite. The Lord Mo Xue was really famous. The Lord Mo Xue occupied a territory in the God Realm and established an empire. He was the real overlord in the God Realm. He once fought head-to-head with the mighty and was undefeated! But he is a quadruple celestial god who has lived for a long time.

Many gods in the world guessed that the Lord Mo Xue had lived for too long, and he might not be able to keep his original heart at some point, and the deity's heart collapsed and died.

In any case, as long as he is still alive, it is enough to deter all parties.

"Brother Moxue, let me introduce you." Mansion Anhai pointed to the second seat on the left, as the first seat was empty, "This is Mo Yun, a junior in my Anhai Mansion, but the cultivation Very quickly, in just tens of millions of years, he has become a triple heavenly god."

"Mo Yun pays homage to King Mo Xue." The man in black robe saluted.

"It's nice to be young." Lord Mo Xue nodded with a smile.

"This is Lord Qin." Mansion Master Anhai pointed to the woman in silver and white armor next to the man in black robe, "Master Qin is in charge of the North Wind Army in our Anhai Mansion."

The silver armored woman 'Qin Junzhu' also saluted immediately.

"This is the God of Du Ying, who is best at using poison." Palace Master Anhai pointed to the woman in yellow robe, who said softly, "Du Ying pays homage to the king."

"Hahaha, I know you, Brother Puzang was poisoned by you and suffered a great loss." King Moxue laughed.

"Emperor Puzang doesn't care about me." The yellow-robed woman Du Ying Jieshen said in succession, "If I care about it, how can I survive to this day?"

"This is City Lord Baisha, I don't need to go into details." Mansion Master Anhai said with a smile.

"I know, that rat that ate it secretly." Lord Mo Xue laughed.

The chubby white-robed City Lord Baisha even said, "I've regretted it for so many years, and I've always wanted to return to His Majesty's sect." If someone else dared to say that he was a rat that ate it, City Lord Baisha would have easily killed his opponent. But facing the Anhai Palace Lord and the Mo Xue King, he is still very well-behaved. Both of these two are well-known old guys.

There are also differences between the four heavenly gods. Generally, the older they are, the stronger they will be. It's a pity that they will either reincarnate to a certain extent, or their hearts will collapse and die.

"This is Rong Hai, he's a little silly." Anhai Mansion Master said.

"The metal family? The metal family is quite straightforward." Lord Mo Xue also said.

Rong Haiwang grinned: "Yes, straightforward, I'm very straightforward."

"Brother Moxue, why did you come here? You can see the Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet in the Divine Court, which can be seen in any prefecture." Palace Master Anhai asked, and the two of them sat side by side on a high place. I'm here, it's my seventh daughter who also participated in the Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet in the Divine Court, and it's in your Anhai Mansion."

"Seventh daughter? You have another daughter?" Palace Master Anhai was surprised.

"Yes." Lord Mo Xue nodded.

"That's amazing, old man, how old are you! Have you given birth to a little daughter?" Palace Master Anhai was amazed. You already have seven daughters, by the way, how is her understanding?"

Lord Mo Xue is an overlord who has lived for a long time. Among the six daughters before him, the eldest daughter is extremely talented and has achieved triple heavenly gods, while the next five daughters are less talented. These five daughters barely entered the realm god level, and they are all only first-tier heaven realm gods.

"My youngest daughter is very assertive, and my words don't work." Lord Mo Xue praised, "But her understanding is indeed very good, and it is almost the same as my eldest daughter."

"Oh? Not bad, it seems that this time your little daughter should be able to worship under a powerful disciple. By the way, what is your little daughter's name?"

"She disguised herself as a man and named herself Seventh Meiyu." Lord Moxue shook his head.

"Pretending to be a man? Hahaha, interesting." Palace Master Anhai laughed.

The two of them were talking at the top, but the five below listened but rarely interrupted, but they all remembered the name Seventh Meiyu.

"Huh? I remember that among the god-level masters pre-selected in the Wushan Starfield, besides little brother Dong Bo, there seems to be one named Seventh Meiyu?" City Lord Baisha thought to himself.

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Another hour passed.

call.

A figure in white clothes walked into the hall.

"The envoy is here." Mansion Master Anhai looked down. Lord Moxue and the Lord Baisha, Lord Moyun, Lord Qin Jun, God of Duying, and King Ronghai all looked at the man in white. The man in white was blood. The envoy sent by the Blade God Court.

"Greetings to the Palace Master." The figure in white saluted respectfully, then raised his head and said, "I follow His Majesty's order to come here to preside over the battle of the Wanhua Banquet, and the Palace Master can supervise the whole process."

"En." Palace Master Anhai nodded, "Envoys, take your seat. Since you are here, presumably the rules for the three screenings in Fucheng have been set?"

The envoy of the divine court also walked to the first seat on the left and sat down, and immediately said respectfully: "It has been fixed!"

"Then you can start hosting the arrangements." Palace Master Anhai nodded.

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About 320,000 god-level masters passed the preliminary selection from various star fields in Anhai Prefecture. In fact, many of them are not from the Anhai Prefecture, some are from the material world, some are even from the territory of Time and Space Island and Pantheon, and some are from some empires in some remote territories. They all want to participate in the biggest event in the God Realm.

These masters are all waiting for the order of Anhai Mansion, waiting for the battle of Fucheng.

"Dong Bo." A legionnaire shouted loudly at the entrance of the cave.

Soon, the door opened.

Dong Bo Xueying brought Yu Jingqiu and a group of Xia Clan gods to greet him, and Dong Bo Xueying recognized at a glance that this legionnaire was one of the group of soldiers led by Guan Patrol.

"The Lord Patrol asked me to send this. It is the time and simple rules of the Fucheng Battle." The legionary soldier handed over a golden scroll and said at the same time, "The Lord Patrol also said, don't mess around these few days." Run, the Battle of Fucheng will begin in three days."

"I know." Dong Bo Snow Eagle took the golden scroll, and the legionnaire left immediately.

"Look quickly." Emperor Zilei, Yunhai and others were watching from the side.

Dongbo Xueying smiled and unfolded the scroll.

The procedures of the Battle of Fucheng in the past dynasties are the same, but there are differences in some detailed rules.

"Sort battle, ring battle, survival battle." Dong Bo Snow Eagle nodded.

The battle of Fucheng was divided into three rounds.

In the sorting battle, about 32,000 god-level masters participated in the sorting battle. According to their respective results, the top 1,000 will be selected in the end! All behind are eliminated!

In the ring battle, out of 1,000 masters, 250 masters will be determined!

Survival battle, among the last 250 people...the last 100 people will be decided.

These one hundred people... will represent Anhai Mansion to go to the Divine Court, in front of the strongest existence in the God Realm, "His Majesty the Bloodshed Divine Court" and other powerful people, to fight the final battle of the Divine Court!

"I have only practiced for more than two thousand years. As long as I can go to the divine court and let the mighty ones see me, I can worship under the disciples of the mighty ones." Dongbo Snow Eagle secretly said, "So my goal is only one. , successfully entered the top 100! Go to participate in the Battle of the Divine Court, then I will be considered a success for this Divine Court Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet!"

"Top one hundred..." Dong Bo Snow Eagle looked at the three rounds of selection in the Battle of Fucheng, with a faint sharpness in his eyes.

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