Chapter 2377: Eight Gods Prodigies!

Eight Gods Spiritual Domain, disciples' abodes.

These are houses located in various parts of the Eight Gods Spiritual Domain. They are almost of the same style, but the scope is very wide. They are provided for the disciples of the Eight Gods to rest and practice. They are always relatively quiet, and even if there are people, they just pass by in a hurry.

But today, these disciples' abodes have become boiling!

Because one after another, figures came out of the various abodes, full of energy, sharp eyes, and a conceited smile on their faces!

"It's been five years! I'm finally waiting for the clan competition again!"

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"I must avenge my previous shame this time. All those who hurt me last time must die this time!"

"Hahahaha... my chance to become famous has finally come!"

"Summoning Gods Scripture! I will definitely be able to obtain the magical secrets in the Summoning Gods Scripture! When the curse is broken and I fight in the future, I will be able to roar proudly under the stars!"

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Accompanied by the figures rushing out of the disciples' abode, there are also cold and crazy self-talks. Almost every disciple of the Eight Gods has a fascinating expression on his face, and his eyes are like burning flames!

Clan competition!

A thousand-year event held by the Eight Gods every five years!

This is an opportunity for every disciple of the Eight Gods to rise. Under the collision of blood and fire, the strong will advance triumphantly on the corpses of the weak, all the way to the top, while the weak will only have one way to die!

In the whole world of the Eight Gods Spiritual Domain, nearly a thousand figures gathered from all directions and headed towards the same place, like locusts passing through!

At this moment, in a disciple's abode, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, as if cold lightning was across the sky, seducing the soul!

"Is it finally starting..."

With a hint of cold and eerie voice, the sitting figure slowly stood up. The tall and slender body could not be seen clearly in the dim room, only the pair of cold and bright eyes were like sparks in the dark night, clearly visible!

With a creak, the door opened, and the tall and slender figure walked out of it, and a fair and handsome face finally appeared, with no expression on it, like a sculpture.

This person is naturally Ye Wuque!

Two days ago, he started a massacre on the life and death stage, and was finally stopped by Elder Lengjiu of the Eight Gods. Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen just found a disciple's abode and entered it to recuperate.

For two days, Ye Wuque sat there motionless, but after two days, the killing intent in his heart did not subside, but became more and more intense, like an active volcano about to erupt, ready to erupt with earth-shaking power at any time!

For Ye Wuque, these two days have condensed all the killing intent and evil spirit in his heart into a rope, waiting for today's complete explosion!

Creak, just after Ye Wuque walked out of the room, the door opposite opened almost at the same time, and Feng Caichen with the face of Eight Gods Haotian walked out.

The two people's eyes met, and they all smiled faintly.

"The clan meeting competition has finally begun..."

"Yes, I have been waiting for a long time. I didn't kill enough two days ago. This time I can finally kill thoroughly!"

"Same feeling, my sword also needs to drink blood."

The two slowly stepped out of the disciples' abode, looking at the figures of the Eight Gods' disciples passing through the sky and earth like locusts, and their eyes were filled with bloodthirstiness and coldness.

Swoosh...

The two of them immediately turned into streams of light and soared into the sky, but they had already disguised their body movements and energy in case they were recognized.

The figures from all directions cut through the sky, and finally gradually united, coming to an area of ​​the Eight Gods Spiritual Domain that was rarely visited by people on weekdays!

This seemed to be an ancient sacrificial site. The ground was engraved with complex patterns, which seemed to have a kind of vicissitudes and obscurity, as if recording a long history, and people could feel the passage of time at a glance.

At the end of this sacrificial site, there was a huge altar, shining with dark red light, covering it up, blurry, and exuding a breath of awe!

Swoosh...

Figures fell from the sky one after another, and at this moment they all landed on this vast and boundless sacrificial site. In twos and threes, they were the Eight Gods disciples who came from all over the Eight Gods Spiritual Domain.

The silent sacrificial site began to become noisy as someone arrived!

Some of the Eight Gods' disciples formed groups of two or three, forming a circle with each other, looking at other circles with cold eyes. Some people stood alone, with their arms folded, arrogant and conceited.

In about half a minute, more and more people came to the sacrifice site, and the looks they gave each other became more unfriendly, with coldness and murderous spirits surging.

After the clan competition began, everyone present was a potential opponent, and everyone had to be careful and guard against it.

But at a certain moment, the atmosphere of the sacrifice site suddenly stagnated, and then it became completely noisy. One by one, the Eight Gods' disciples raised their heads and looked at a place in the void!

There, a figure as majestic as a dragon quickly attacked, exuding an extreme majesty from head to toe, with a pair of cold and compelling eyes. Just a casual glance made many of the Eight Gods' disciples change color, showing awe and fear on their faces, almost suffocating, and hurriedly retreated, leaving a large area!

"Ya Shen Long is coming!"

"Hiss! He is even more terrifying than he was five years ago! In the last clan competition, he lost to Ya Shen Wu Feng and was seriously injured and almost died. This time, I'm afraid he will fight for the first place and take revenge!"

"This is the real genius of our clan, ranked in the top five!"

Countless Eight Gods looked sideways, whispered, and trembled in their voices!

The Eight Gods Dragon slowly descended, and it was a young man with thick hair and a cold face, like a mad dragon!

He stood alone, with his hands behind his back and his eyes slightly closed, as if no one in the four directions could make him look sideways.

Obviously, the arrival of the Eight Gods Dragon set off a small climax!

As a truly top genius of the young generation of the Eight Gods, his every move naturally attracted the attention of countless people.

"Look! Eight Gods Zenyin is here too!"

"And Eight Gods Yunfei!"

"That's Eight Gods Guang! My God! Three or five of the top ten masters of the young generation have already arrived!"

One after another, exclamations continued to ring out, and figures like dragons and phoenixes flew from all directions and landed on the sacrificial field!

With the arrival of these figures, almost all the Eight Gods disciples automatically gave up their positions!

Because each of these figures was surging with unfathomable waves, like an endless tide, sweeping across everything!