Fiendgods. The name of the god of death had spread far and wide. It had only taken one day.

As the three days were up, since the northern city lord had become a passerby, he no longer held this post, and this position was assumed by Senior Spear Saint.

Even the spear saint didn't dare to put on the airs of a senior as he brought the young participants into the competition.

The second and third parts were still okay, the first part had two young hidden cultivation experts, both of them should be able to fight halfway! As for the other cultivator, he was even more abnormal. He could defeat Behemoths at the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Energy at the first Heavenly Layer. Moreover, because of him, the first part of the battle was filled with hidden cultivators.

Perhaps there were monsters in that section that could fight on the path of spirit power.

Of course, the other two parts also contained powerful pride and mystery. The young elites in each of the other two parts might fail.

The strength of this year's batch was much stronger than the previous session.

I've heard that those old road realms say that in every fifty years of the Ultimate Competition, only the first two Paragons were born.

Right now, one spot was hard to come by!

If he didn't have any real ability, he would have been beaten to a miserable state by now, relying on the weapons bestowed by his seniors.

Saint Spear Saint threw out a Flying Spirit Weapon. A battle of the Nine Star rank wasn't very useful, but it could still be said to be quite good.

They flew all the way, but it seemed like the location was different this time.

Looking at the flight path, Shaoqing frowned.

One of the two young hidden cultivators stood up. His name was Dragon Tyrant Blade and he possessed the strength of the 5th Heavenly Layer. Three years ago, he once defeated a demon beast that had just entered the half-way zone.

He said, "Senior, how did you do it? The route doesn't seem right."

"Yes. Because your first part of the game is not in the same place as the second and third parts, and I don't know where you are. However, the information I received was that the three of you will be brought to the Eastern City (the place where the last two parts of the competition will be held this time), and someone will come to pick you up. "

"However, since even I don't have the authority to find out about this place, it should be a senior from the road realm coming to pick you up. Furthermore, those watching your match are all senior experts of the Road Realm. "

"As for you all being hidden cultivators, you should be aware of the enemy's danger!"

Long Ba Dao nodded. "Those guys are indeed strong. I am at most sixth, while Ming is at most fifth or fourth. As for you, I don't know how strong you are."

The dragon looked at Shaoqing. "What do you think!"

"Struggle for first place."

First, hahaha. "Don't think that just because you can defeat Beamon, who has attained the great circle of Spiritual Energy, you think that your strength is already the best in the world. To be able to send us hidden cultivators to participate in the competition is already pretty good. You are truly amazing." But number one, that person was certain. One year ago, he had gone to the forbidden area of the Demonic Beast Mountain Range and barely defeated the Patterned Panther, who had been immersed in the first level of the Road Realm for many years — Ling Min. Right now, he should be at the sixth level of the Spirit Realm, and his battle prowess should also be at the peak of the first level of the Road Realm. "I admit that your talent is definitely stronger than mine, but it's best if you reach the eighth rank. The second should be that person from Southern City, a devil that can reverse the heavens, and he should be able to defeat those who have just entered the city. The third should be that Gu Tian, who is also from Southern City, and has the strength of half-way to the peak.

"Perhaps you might be able to surpass them after cultivating for two years, but right now, it is still not enough." Long Ba Dao smiled. He wanted to beat down on Young Master Qing's arrogance.

Shaoqing also laughed, "Without the confidence to win the championship, how can I win? I believe in myself."

"If one doesn't have strength, then one doesn't have confidence. That is arrogance." Long Ba Dao said with a sneer.

Shaoqing also laughed contemptuously, "Cowardly like a mouse. If you have the confidence, you can surpass yourself and even surpass them. But do you have them? So at most, you will be number six, barely number six." Of course, as for me, I will definitely beat you. "

"What a ridiculous person!" Hearing such sarcastic remarks, Long Ba Dao was enraged, "If you have the ability, then fight!"

"It's easy to get angry, but not successful." It was another light sentence that came out.

"You." As he spoke, he prepared to strike out with his saber. The barbaric aura emanating from him meant that he wasn't talking about it. He really did know how to strike.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? But if we fight here, we won't be able to win. If you have the ability, then defeat me." Shaoqing said with a smile.

"Stop arguing." The only girl among the three cried out, "We're all from the same faction. Is it that interesting to quarrel like this? Let's all take a break." Ba Dao, how others think it is their own business. Moreover, don't always think that the strength of others is within your grasp. I might be able to make it into the top three, really. "

"So, don't go too far. Just tell me, don't think that you can rank as high as you say. " Ming Ming said again.

The face of Dragon Tyrant's Saber turned red and purple for a moment.

"Ming, you." He was feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"We're all teammates, let's talk properly." The Spear Saint immediately tried to smooth things over.

"Hmph." Dragon King flicked his sleeves and left, not giving any face to Spear Saint at all.

Even though he could defeat the Spear Saint, if he were to fight with him at full strength, then the Spear Saint would definitely use the name of bullying and would not use his full strength. The Spear Saint did not have the confidence to defeat him.

The Spear Saint lightly said, his expression cold. "Since that's the case, then you can settle the matter yourselves."

"Who asked you to come out and be a peacemaker? Mind your own business." Long Ba Dao said coldly.

"Ba Dao, what are you trying to do?" Ming Ming said loudly, "Why are you rushing forward today?"

"Hmph." After a snort, Ba Dao no longer said anything, leaving everyone standing there.

"Sister Ming, ignore this kind of person." Shaoqing consoled Ming Dong.

"Ignore you." Ming was also a strong woman. If he wasn't a fellow disciple of the same sect as Tyrant Blade Master, he wouldn't bother to care about him. Since he was such a lowly person, why would he care about him?

The saber was isolated.

The Flying Spirit Soldiers flew quickly, passing by many villages. Soon, they arrived at the eastern city.

"We're almost there, but because of the competition, we can't fly over there." The Spear Saint said, "Let's descend the flying spirit weapon."

This time, Long Ba Dao finally understood. He was isolated, so he stopped causing trouble. He didn't especially want to be beaten to death.

The ten of them walked towards the city.

How could the city guards stop the group of Young Master Qing?

With the six youths, the spear saint settled them down.

However, it seemed that the three participants of the first part of the competition would be picked by those legendary experts.

That expert told him to leave the three of them here. "Three little ancestors, don't blame me.

He's the one who's going to play with you guys, don't hate me!

The Spear Saint silently said in his heart.

Let's not talk about what the Spear Saint was thinking. No one felt too bad that the three of them had been left alone.

However, it was a powerful passer-by that came to pick them up, so it wasn't good for them to complain.

He could only wait!

Thank you for the big reward, Linghu Shrimp!