"The Sages of the Human Clan are here. It's not suitable for us to stay here. Let's go to the place where the young people should stay and have a good chat with the young people of this generation!" Zhou Tong glanced at Fatty Duan beside him and walked leisurely toward the young people.
"What kind of young people are they? I don't know how many old monsters have been sealed in this generation!" Duan De rolled his eyes.
"Can they be older than you?" Zhou Tong glanced at Duan De and opened his Heavenly Eye of Martial Arts. His Heavenly Eye lingered on the Seals of Samsara in Duan De's body for a moment.
Duan De jumped up in anger and stepped back hurriedly.
"Ha, ha …" Zhou Tong laughed and walked directly to the place where the young people gathered.
While the upper echelons were discussing, the younger generation of 'juniors' were having a joyous gathering below. Apart from the powers that were hostile to the Human Race, there were also many young people from the Ancient Race gathered here. They had temporarily forgotten about the conflict between the Human Race and the Ancient Race, as well as the worries in their hearts. They were exchanging cups under an ancient tree and drinking to their hearts' content.
Some talents of the Human Clan and the Ancient Clan also joined in. The group of people who were not familiar with each other gradually became familiar with each other after drinking and drinking.
There was no doubt that these people gathered together was a small gathering. The Saint Prince had a drinking contest with the Celestial Silkworm Taoist, the South Demon and the Central Emperor had a drinking contest with each other, the Divine King Body Ji Haoyue and the Heavenly Demon Body Yao Yuekong discussed the constitution …
The Jade Lake Saint Girl, Yan Ruyu, Qi Huishui, Ji Ziyue, and many other fairies and goddesses were competing with each other in beauty. They were all drinking and looking charming.
However, with Zhou Tong's arrival, everyone stopped talking and looked at him. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. The Human Clan was his enemy, and the Ancient Clan was almost the same.
"Everyone, why are you looking at me like this?" Zhou Tong walked leisurely to the center of the hall with a wine cup in his hand.
On the Human Clan's side, Ji Haoyue's eyes gradually became cold. However, compared to his previous high spirits, there was a sense of helplessness. The Yao Guang Saint was surrounded by a layer of holy light, and no one could see his expression under the holy light. The Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty's eyes were even colder, as if he wanted to rush up and fight with him …
Over at the Ancient race side, all the Ancient race beings remained silent, not daring to open their mouths. Not long ago, Zhou Tong had torn apart the legend of the ancient race's invincible royal bloodline. All the young people were afraid of him.
Only the demonic beasts had a slightly better atmosphere.
In the case that Zhou Tong had committed, there were no important figures of the demon race.
"Brother Zhou Tong is so domineering, tearing apart the legend of the Ancient Imperial Bloodline. Let me toast you!" A man in purple sitting across from Ji Haoyue nodded slightly and raised his cup to Zhou Tong.
His appearance was imposing, noble beyond words, especially his pair of eyes that were even deeper than the starry sky. This was the Yao Clan's Heavenly Demon Physique of this generation — Yao Yuekong.
The Heavenly Demon Physique was a rare physique among the Demon Race. It was similar to the Godly Monarch Physique. It was a type of supreme monarch physique.
Zhou Tong nodded slightly and clinked his wine cup with Yao Yuekong's before draining it in one gulp.
Putting down his wine cup, Zhou Tong looked around and said, "Although this is a gathering of prodigies, most of them are trash. From what I see, the number of people who can be called 'prodigies' here can be counted on one hand! "
Once these words came out, everyone's expression changed drastically. Ji Haoyue, who had once lost to Zhou Tong, turned pale with a swoosh.
This sentence was simply saying that everyone here was trash, and that there were no more than five people who could catch his eye!
Such blunt words were simply an insult to them.
Those who came here were all prodigies. They were all people with extremely strong self-esteem and confidence. Hearing this, all of them clenched their fists, and their gazes became even colder.
However, Zhou Tong did not care about these people's gazes. As he spoke, he had already taken out a divine sword refined from Daluo Silver and handed it to Yao Yuekong. "Brother Yuekong, I wonder if you consider yourself a prodigy?"
Everyone was shocked. It was another divine sword refined from Daluo Silver Essence, a peerless divine material. They had already seen it twice before, and it was given to Prince Tian and Prince Sheng respectively.
This was Zhou Tong's letter of challenge!
He used a sword as a letter of challenge and had already challenged the supreme Prince Tian and Prince Sheng of the ancient race. Now, was he going to extend the battle to the demon race?
Yao Yuekong was stunned. He glanced at this divine sword. He could clearly feel the shocking battle intent contained within this divine sword. If the person holding the sword had a weak cultivation and will, he would probably be devoured by the battle intent within the divine sword.
It could be said that this sword was both a letter of challenge and a form of qualification.
Only those who could hold this sword firmly were qualified to be Zhou Tong's opponent.
Taking a deep breath, Yao Yuekong solemnly extended his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword.
"Boom!"
A surge of battle intent instantly surged into his heart, causing his blood to boil. Yao Yuekong's expression changed slightly. His hand trembled slightly, but he quickly calmed down. His eyes also surged with a terrifying battle intent.
Zhou Tong kept looking at Yao Yuekong and nodded inwardly. "No wonder he could successfully cultivate to a different Dao in the original work … This is one of the few experts who did not rely on Ye Fan to grow … But at this stage, the gap between him and the ancient prince is still a little big."
Every sword contained Zhou Tong's supreme battle intent. However, after the Prince Sheng received the sword, he did not react at all. Even Prince Tian, who was said to have an extremely weak Dao heart, easily withstood the impact of the battle intent without any change in expression. However, Yao Yuekong was clearly a little weaker at this stage because his hand trembled!
The innate gap between ordinary practitioners and princes and emperors could only be truly closed at the Quasi-emperor level.
"I'll accept this sword!" Yao Yuekong calmed himself down and said solemnly.
"Good, I look forward to your Dao Severing Stage. I also look forward to your Heavenly Demon Body in the future!" Zhou Tong nodded slightly.
"Are there any other prodigies who are willing to accept this sword?"
Zhou Tong looked around again, took out another divine sword, and stabbed it into the ground.
However, as soon as the divine sword landed, a hand immediately grasped the sword hilt. The person who came was the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei!
"I'll accept this sword!" Xiang Yufei was very quiet. He did not say much. He only pulled out the divine sword and kept it. His actions were clean and neat, without any pause.
It was clear that the current him was slightly stronger than Yao Yuekong by a tiny bit.
"Wavering Light Sage, are you not willing to accept this sword? I'm looking forward to your Indestructible Heaven Art! "Zhou Tong turned to look at the Wavering Light Sage and stabbed another divine sword into the ground.
The Wavering Light Sage was sitting not far away, but there were not many people around him. Many people avoided him.
Although there was no direct evidence, the rumor that the Wavering Light Sage cultivated the Indestructible Heaven Art was deeply ingrained in people's hearts. Many practitioners who were on good terms with him did not dare to get close to him, afraid that they would be plotted against and devoured by the Wavering Light Sage.
"Brother Zhou, you must be joking …"
The Wavering Light Sage stood up, held the divine sword, and looked at Zhou Tong. "However, I know that I'm no match for Brother Zhou now. How about we postpone this battle for the time being?"
"You won't fight without absolute confidence? With such an attitude, your future path will definitely fail! " Zhou Tong was too lazy to say anything more. The Wavering Light Sage was actually like this. He would never do anything if he was not confident.
He would have to wait until he was a Quasi-emperor before he could take the initiative to fight.
However, Zhou Tong did not care. Anyway, it was just a divine sword and a fist-sized piece of Daluo Silver Essence. To his current wealth, it was just a drop in the ocean.
The Wavering Light Sage smiled slightly, and his smile was very bright.
However, in the next moment, Yao Yuekong and Xiang Yufei's eyes narrowed. The Wavering Light Sage had already pulled out the divine sword quietly.
"The Wavering Light Sage has indeed hidden his strength!" Yao Yuekong was secretly shocked. The Wavering Light Sage's performance had already surpassed his.
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