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Chapter 342

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"Fight!"

A loud shout shook the air and made it hum.

That shout stirred up everyone's emotions. Everyone stood up one after another.

This was especially true for the Four Marshals. After standing up, they waved their fists wildly and shouted loudly, "Ancestor."

"Ancestor, don't be afraid. With your strength, you'll definitely be able to destroy his summoned beasts!"

"Ancestor, you're a rank nine Martial Immortal. They're all humanoid summoned beasts. What's there to be afraid of?"

"Ancestor, if you don't fight, how will you convince us?"

The voices of the Four Marshals were like silver needles stabbing into Ancestor Golden Roc's chest.

Ancestor Golden Roc's expression changed again and again.

He had instructed them properly, but who would have thought that these four pieces of wood would be so easily affected by his words?

Damn it!

Ancestor Golden Roc clenched his fists tightly.

"Ancestor, don't be a coward!"

"Ancestor, don't be a coward!"

Someone took the lead and the crowd followed suit. The shouting became louder and louder, more and more passionate.

Ancestor Golden Roc's forehead became darker and darker. His expression also became uglier and uglier.

He stood where he was, unable to advance or retreat.

"Golden Roc, you heard it too. Even if you admit defeat, the Four Marshals will not be convinced.

Come, let's fight! "

Su Ziyang looked at Ancestor Golden Roc with a smile.

"This …"

Ancestor Golden Roc's expression changed again and again.

His summoned beasts were no match for a hundred thousand rank four Martial Immortal Spirit Devouring Dragon Ants.

It was very likely that they would all be devoured.

This was unforgivable.

What should he do?

"Golden Roc, since you're not moving, I'll make the first move. You decide whether to destroy you or your summoned beasts."

After saying that, Su Ziyang waved his right hand.

"Whoosh …"

Countless summoned beasts rushed out at high speed.

Ancestor Golden Roc felt his scalp tingle.

"Damn it!"

The Golden Roc Patriarch cursed under his breath. Without a second thought, he summoned his dozens of beasts.

"Huff …"

Ten men holding swords appeared. They seemed to be cultivators.

There were over thirty strange-looking beasts. Each of them emitted the aura of a rank nine Martial Immortal. They appeared to be very powerful.

The moment these items appeared, the four marshals immediately clenched their fists in excitement.

"Ancestor actually has this many rank nine Martial Immortal-level summoned beasts. This is simply too frightening!"

"You're so strong, yet you're still hiding it. Ancestor, why do you have to do this?!"

"Martial Monarch Hanxing, these Spirit-Devouring Dragon Ants are dead for sure."

The four marshals mumbled to themselves and their faces were filled with joy.

However, in the next second, their faces were filled with shock as they stood rooted to the ground. They looked at the scene in front of them with disbelief.

The beasts summoned by Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch were gnawed into bones by the Spirit Devouring Dragon Ants. They didn't even last a second.

Such a scene greatly stimulated everyone's nerves.

Dead? All dead?

The Spirit Devouring Dragon Ants had already devoured his bones before he could even make a move?

This must be a dream!

"How is this possible? As a rank four Martial Immortal, how could a rank nine Martial Immortal not even have the chance to resist? "

"No, they're not rank four Martial Immortals. Instead, they're rank seven Martial Immortals! There are dozens of rank nine Martial Immortal Spirit Devouring Dragon Ants among them! "

"Heavens! Martial Monarch Hanxing's summoned beasts are simply too terrifying!"

Cries of alarm could be heard everywhere.

Everyone looked at Su Ziyang as if they were looking at a terrifying monster.

"Sss …"

The sound of people sucking in cold air could be heard continuously.

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch stood respectfully before Su Ziyang with a bitter expression.

"Greetings, Martial Monarch!"

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch's voice woke everyone up.

Everyone followed Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch and knelt down respectfully.

"You may all rise," Su Ziyang said.

"Thank you, Martial Monarch!"

Everyone stood up one after another.

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch heaved a sigh of relief and walked forward. "Ancestral Patriarch, this way please!"

"Alright!"

Su Ziyang brought Xiao Die and followed behind Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch.

Soon, the group of people arrived in front of the dazzling hall.

"Martial Monarch, do you want to hand over the throne first or enter the Hongjun Training Ground first?" Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch asked.

"What's the difference?" Su Ziyang asked.

"Martial Monarch, if you hand over the throne first, you'll have to wait another ten years to enter the Hongjun Training Ground!

Only the champion of the Summoning Beast Competition once every ten years will have the chance to enter the Hongjun Training Ground, "Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch said.

"Is entering the Hongjun Training Ground controlled by the gods?" Su Ziyang asked.

"That's not it!"

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch smiled and shook his head. "Martial Monarch, entering the Hongjun Training Ground is controlled by the formation of Beast Spirit City. It's said that the formation was set up by Ancestor Hongjun!"

"Formation? There's a formation here? "

Su Ziyang was shocked. He did not sense it at all. Could Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch be lying?

If there was such a formation, why would he be afraid of him?

He could just control the formation to kill him.

"Martial Monarch, I have no right to control this Four Corners Divine Formation!"

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch seemed to see through Su Ziyang's thoughts and told the truth. "Only those who have obtained Ancestor Hongjun's inheritance can operate this formation."

"This Four Corners Great Formation will only activate automatically when Beast Spirit City is in danger and kill the invading enemies."

"It's also because of this Four Corners Great Formation that the God Clan is so afraid that they don't dare to be too presumptuous and invade my Peng Continent," Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch said.

Hearing these words, Su Ziyang nodded secretly.

So that's how it is.

In Spirit Emperor's memory, he also listed Peng Continent as one of the most mysterious continents. He let it fend for itself and did not attack.

It turned out that these great forces were also afraid of the formation above.

"I don't know if what you said is true or false. Then I'll enter the training ground first!"

Su Ziyang smiled and looked at Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch as if he wanted to see through him.

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch's body trembled, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

The feeling of being seen through was very uncomfortable.

"This Great Emperor Frigid Star is a hundred times more terrifying than I imagined!"

With that thought, Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch knelt down. "Emperor!"

"Alright, get up. Don't kneel for no reason!"

"If you perform well, I might have a chance to help you break through to the God Realm!" Su Ziyang said.

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch's voice was heard.

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch's body trembled.

Disbelief and surprise intertwined.

Breaking through to the God Realm was something that he did not even dare to think about.

He had been stuck at rank nine Martial Immortal for thousands of years.

Emperor Hanxing could help him break through to the God Realm?

What was wrong with giving up the Emperor's throne?

Excitement and excitement were written all over his face.

Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch had always heard that Emperor Hanxing had such an ability.

Naturally, he did not believe it.

Now that it was said by the Emperor, he believed ninety percent of it.

"Emperor, don't worry. I will protect Peng Continent well!" Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch's face was full of gratitude.

From now on, he would not be careless.

"Alright, stop crying. Bring me to the Hongjun Training Ground!" Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, Emperor!"

After saying that, Golden Roc Ancestral Patriarch made an inviting gesture.

Su Ziyang looked back at Xiao Die. After giving her a look, he quickly left.



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