Chapter 1575: The Betrayal of the Bingxin Dynasty (Part 2)

"Heaven and earth, I am the only one, so domineering!"

Around, some young people who came to the base of the ruins of the Kingdom of God of the Solipsism sect for the first time looked at the two 500-meter-high stone pillars with shocking faces.

The eight big characters above are full of wantonness and wildness, and contain an air of self-importance.

"Ninth Prince, Princess Jian'er, Lord Sage, let's sign up first!"

At the back, more than a dozen young people stepped forward, said something to Wang Xian and the others, and immediately walked inside.

"This martial arts competition, anyone under the age of 150 can participate, but the competition is divided into two areas, one is for youths under 50 years old, and the other is for those over 50 years old!"

"Those at the Dongxu level can directly skip the previous competitions and directly participate in the subsequent hegemony!"

Ling Jian'er explained to Wang Xian from the side.

"Well, let's go in and take a look!"

Wang Xian nodded, looked around curiously, and walked inside.

The strength of the solipsism sect's biennial martial arts competition is definitely not comparable to that of some dynasties and second-rate forces' disciple selection contests.

As one of the three superpowers in the vast area, its venue is extremely atmospheric.

In the middle of the two four- to five-kilometer-high peaks, each arena is suspended in the sky, surrounded by tens of thousands of arenas.

At the frontmost position, huge seats are suspended in the sky.

"Come on, let's fly over to the front position!"

The Ninth Prince's complexion has not been very good, he squeezed out a smile, and said to Wang Xian and the others.

"Um!"

A group of people who followed Bingxin Dynasty flew over and flew towards the front position.

Because the Bingxin Dynasty is relatively close to the Solipsism, their position is located on the right side of the frontmost Solipsism.

A group of people flew over, Wang Xian, Ling Jian'er, Wu Qingcheng and the others sat in the center, while Bing Jinghuan sat beside him with a gloomy face.

At a glance, there is a huge arena, and young people full of fighting spirit.

"Boom boom boom!"

Not long after they sat down, terrifying auras came from afar.

Feeling this overwhelming aura of dominance, the hundreds of thousands of people around fell silent.

Everyone looked over in awe.

Hundreds of figures flew towards this side quickly.

Headed by two elders, the elders of the seventh rank of Dongxu, and the two elders of the Solipsism sect.

Surrounded by deacons and disciples, there are disciples participating in the competition and disciples watching the battle.

The most eye-catching ones are the three people next to the two elders.

Two of them are the two peerless geniuses in the sky and the earth, and in the middle of them is a middle-aged man.

Compared with the two arrogances in the sky and the earth wearing golden crowns, the middle-aged man in the center is even more high-profile.

He has a handsome face, long hair, and a bright crown on his head. In the center of the crown, there are four bright golden words "I am the only one".

He looked down at the front with a proud face, as if he didn't put the world in his eyes.

"The middle-aged middle-aged man in the center of the two Tianjiao in the sky and the earth, named Aotian, is the son of the sole head teacher of the Soprano sect. He is over 130 years old and has the cultivation base of the fifth level of Dongxu!"

"It is valued by the solipsist sect strongman, and it has a great possibility to reach the ninth level of Dongxu!"

Wu Qingcheng saw Wang Xian looking at the middle-aged man, and whispered beside him.

"Oh? I'm only in my thirties and only at the fifth level of the hole, which is worse than you!"

Wang Xian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Hehe, of course we can't compare with Pastor Wang and us!"

Wu Qingcheng smiled, his current strength has broken through the fourth level of Dongxu, and he has great confidence in breaking through the first level or even the second level in the next few decades.

A group of people from the Solipsism sect flew towards the front seats suspended in the void one by one.

"Huh? The Crown Prince of Wuqing City from the Wuji Dynasty has come, Aotian, please go and entertain me!"

Two Dongxu seventh-rank elders sat in the center, an old man glanced over and found that Wuqing City had arrived, and immediately sent a voice transmission to Aotian!

"The one next to him should be Reverend Wang, who is in the limelight now, let's say hello too!"

Another elder looked at Wang Xian and added.

"Oh? Wuqing City is here? And the Sage of Light?"

Aotian, who exudes a domineering manner all over his body, looked at him, and his eyes shone with luster.

"Come on, let's pay a visit!"

He glanced at the two Tianjiao in the sky and the earth beside him, and said calmly.

The crown prince of the Wuji dynasty, and a sage of light of the seventh rank of Dongxu, even if they are the solipsism sect, they will do the proper etiquette.

"That damned guy!"

The two Tianjiao in the sky and the earth saw Wang Xian with hatred on their faces.

"If you have the strength yourself, you can kill that Pastor Wang directly. If you don't have the strength, forget it!"

Feeling the anger of the two arrogances in the sky and the earth, Aotian said lightly.

"Brother, we know that one day, we will kill him!"

The two Tianjiao in the sky and the earth took a deep breath, concealed their killing intent, and said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

Aotian nodded, his figure moved, and he looked at Wang Xian and Wu Qingcheng.

"Wu Qingcheng, Pastor Wang, I didn't expect you two to come to our exclusive venue!"

With a slight smile on his face, Aotian shouted towards them.

"Huh? The Crown Prince of Wuqing City is here? The sage is also here?"

"There, I didn't expect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Pastor Wang to come here!"

Everyone around was slightly startled, and looked over quickly. When they saw their figures, their faces showed respect and awe.

"Hehe, come over with Pastor Wang to have a look!"

Seeing them flying over, Wu Qingcheng stood up and said with a smile on his face.

"This is the priest of the sage king of light, it's better to see once than to hear!"

Aotian looked at Wang Xian with his eyes, and said lightly.

"A long time!"

Wang Xian also turned towards him and said flatly.

"Haha, Jiu Yang, I hope Pastor Wang won't bully my juniors!"

As Aotian said, he left aside the two arrogances in the sky and the earth beside him.

"People don't offend me, I don't offend others, I don't have the habit of provoking people!"

Wang Xian smiled.

"Hmph, just wait for us, one day, we will use your blood to avenge our shame!"

When the two Tianjiao in the sky and the earth heard Wang Xian's words, the murderous intent in their eyes was completely released, and they roared coldly.

Wang Xian felt the murderous intent on them, his pupils condensed slightly, and he looked at Aotian lightly: "Your junior brother, some want to die!"

A warning sounded, causing everyone around Bing Xin Dynasty to stop breathing, and Bing Jinghuan's eyes flickered.

Aotian shrank slightly when he heard Wang Xian's questioning, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Aotian, are you bringing someone here to find something? Is this the way your Solipsism sect treats guests?"

Wu Qingcheng looked at this scene, frowned and said lightly.