Chapter 7822 God Clan Ranking Competition
Lin Xuan followed the Nether Ancestor to the Tianjie Hall.
He was also extremely shocked. He didn't expect that this place would be so extraordinary.
No wonder Long Xian'er went to great lengths to hold a banquet here.
This is indeed a place that people yearn for.
Your Highness, please take a seat.
The Nether Ancestor said with a smile, and then he ordered the old butler to start serving the dishes.
These dishes are all top-notch dishes, and those green vegetables all grow on the divine veins.
And those meats are all the meat of strange beasts from heaven and earth.
Those wines are brewed from dozens of kinds of magical fruits.
And this kind of magical fruit is more than 100,000 years old.
Just this table of food is enough to drive those true gods crazy.
Lin Xuan was very happy to eat.
He was happy on one side, but on the other side, Long Xianer was ready to die.
She had just returned to the Dragon Clan, and it didn't take long for the news to spread.
There is no way, although other sects and families dare not say it.
Those gods were crazy about passing on news.
This is a good opportunity to suppress Long Xianer and the Dragon Clan!
Suddenly, the news was flying all over the place.
Everyone in the world knew that Long Xian'er was kicked out of the banquet.
Everyone was in an uproar,
They are all crazy,
They had already heard about Long Xian'er's banquet.
It was a banquet that only true gods could attend, and all the major gods were invited.
It can be said to be high up, making people look up to him.
Unexpectedly, Long Xian'er, the host of the banquet, was kicked out.
This sounds so dreamy.
What exactly is going on? Who is targeting the Dragon Clan?
Let me tell you, I was at the scene. You don’t know how shocking that scene was?
In all the heavens and worlds, in those star worlds, there are many warriors chatting excitedly there.
They knew that a more distinguished guest had entered the Tianjie Hall.
Long Xian'er, on the other hand, was driven out.
Who is that mysterious young master? Which god should it be?
It must be, otherwise, it would not make sense!
While everyone was talking about Long Xian'er's affairs, they began to guess who this mysterious young master was.
Dragon Palace, Xian'er's main hall,
There were crazy roars and the sound of things being thrown from inside.
All the maids and servants inside were kicked out.
They knelt outside the hall, shivering.
Zhen Qianjue walked over with a calm face.
As soon as the door of the hall was opened, a roar came from inside.
Get out of here, get out of here.
Zhen Qianjue stiffened, he sighed, turned and left.
It looked like Princess Xian'er was really mad.
Thinking about it, this time it was too embarrassing.
In fact, even their True Dragon Clan was ridiculed.
Zhen Qianjue clenched his fists and said, "Go down and investigate that mysterious young master with all your strength."
See who it is?
Long Xian'er's order also came out.
She said: Find that mysterious young man at all costs. He and I are irreconcilable.
The real dragon lineage is acting crazy.
On the other side, Long Han returned to his palace, his expression extremely complicated.
He was wondering, was the back figure he saw belonged to the Mad God?
After thinking about it over and over again, his head almost burst, and he couldn't figure it out.
Finally, he shook his head and said: It's definitely not a mad god.
He no longer thought about it.
Lin Xuan had a delicious meal in the Tianjie Hall and was in a very good mood.
After the meal, he took out the Enlightenment Tea and drank a cup.
The laws on his body, the power of the dragon path, boiled.
Around him, various phenomena of heaven and earth evolved.
The Nether Ancestor next to him was extremely shocked when he saw this scene.
His Highness's talent is stronger than he imagined.
Thinking of this, he smiled happily and said: Your Highness, what are your plans next?
Or just stay here and practice with all your strength.
No, I have to go back to the Dragon Palace, and I have to participate in the Protoss Ranking Tournament.
By the way, how much do you know about this Protoss Ranking Tournament.
Lin Xuan asked.
Your Highness, do you want to participate in the Protoss Ranking Tournament?
The Nether Ancestor was startled.
Lin Xuan was confused: Can’t I participate?
I am a disciple of the Dragon Clan and a member of the Three Dragon Clan. Logically speaking, I should be eligible to participate, right?
That's not what I meant. I don't mean to doubt your qualifications, Your Highness.
The Nether Ancestor took a deep breath to calm down his excited heart.
He said: The Protoss Ranking Tournament is a kind of competition that existed in the ancient times.
It was held to test the geniuses of the major protoss races.
It can be said that this is a very important competition, and all the major protoss attach great importance to it.
In this era, although only eight protoss have been resurrected.
However, I think they will definitely send the strongest and strongest genius.
When the time comes, those hidden sons of God will all appear.
Under normal circumstances, only those who have reached the level of cultivation and possess 20 million divine words will be eligible to participate.
No matter how weak it is, there is no point in going up.
And 20 million divine words are just qualifications.
To get a good ranking there, you need at least 23 million divine words.
If you want to compete for the top ten, you need at least 25 million divine patterns.
Although the eight protoss only recovered part of their power.
But if you think about it, these geniuses can still be used.
Lin Xuan now only has 18 million Dao Shen Dao Wen, and does not even have the minimum qualifications to participate.
Even if there is a chance to participate, I am afraid it is just a participation.
It may be difficult to get a good ranking.
Of course, Ancestor Netherworld did not think Lin Xuan was weak.
He could see that Lin Xuan was very young.
He had also heard about the legend of the Mad God.
If the other party can enter that passage, it means that the other party's age is under 10,000 years old.
This is an unimaginable achievement for the Protoss.
He said: Your Highness, otherwise you would not participate in this ranking competition.
We'll wait for next time.
With your talent and current age, you can participate next time.
And next time, your strength should be extremely strong.
When the time comes, it won't be a problem for you to get first place.
Lin Xuan smiled: Don’t worry! Just participated this time.
I can jump through levels and fight, so it should be no problem.
Okay, then I will try my best to help His Highness.
The Nether Ancestor thought for a moment and did not stop him.
Just make His Highness happy.
Moreover, having this kind of top-level combat experience will be even more beneficial to His Highness’s future training.
Of course, he didn't expect Lin Xuan to get a good ranking.
Next, Lin Xuan left the Tianjie Hall and prepared to return to the Dragon Palace.
After he left, Ancestor Netherworld called the old housekeeper to his side.
He said: From now on, we will collect the resources in our hands and do our best to help His Highness.
Try to improve his cultivation level again before the ranking competition.
The old butler was stunned after hearing this, and asked: Your Highness wants to participate in the Protoss Ranking Tournament?
It is too early?
The Nether Ancestor said: Your Highness is determined to go.
Although he cannot make it into the top ten, it is very precious to have such a combat experience.
You go and prepare.
I see.
The old housekeeper quickly wrote it down, and then he said: I will find some suitable true gods to guide His Highness in his cultivation.
By the way, I will go to our library to look for some magical powers and see if there is anything suitable for His Highness?
The old housekeeper is very loyal.
He felt that since His Highness was going to participate in the ranking competition, he had to fully assist His Highness.
As for the ranking, it doesn't matter.
Just be happy.