In the courtyard, the Xia gods sat in twos and threes, eating, drinking and chatting.

"There are three rounds in the Battle of Fucheng. In this first round of sorting, more than 30,000 people have been eliminated." Emperor Zi Lei shook his head and sighed, "Of the 32,000 people, only the top 1,000 were selected! One star field passed the pre-selection.

There are only a dozen of them. Calculated by proportion, it is normal for a god-level expert in the star field to be completely wiped out in a sorting battle."

"It is said that the entire army was wiped out in the last ranking battle of the Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet in the Celestial Star Region where I am located." Yun Hai said with a smile, "But I believe that with Dong Bo's strength, he will definitely be able to enter the top thousand."

"Dongbo can defeat the evil witch warriors with one move. It should be no problem to rank among the top one thousand." Emperor Longshan also said.

A group of Xia Clan gods were talking there.

Dongbo Snow Eagle smiled: "Don't praise me, you are more confident than me."

"I also believe that you can make it, Xue Ying." Yu Jingqiu, who was sitting next to him, also said, "It's a pity that the ranking battle is not open to the public, and we can't see it at all."

"right."

"It's not made public."

"What a pity..."

The gods of the Xia tribe were shaking their heads and sighing.

The Battle of Fucheng is divided into three rounds. The first round of ranking battle is not open to the public! The subsequent arena battle and survival battle are open to the public.

After the sorting battle is over, Anhai Mansion will publicly announce the ranking of the top 1,000 people. Those on the list will continue to be screened. Those who are not on the list? That’s the end of it! Of course, many god-level people are too desperate in the ranking battle.

He died immediately.

…

The lifespans of the gods are very long, just three days pass by in a flash.

"Dongbo, Dongbo, please come over, sir, the battle in Fucheng is about to begin." The legionnaire came to inform.

"Lead the way." Dongbo Snow Eagle walked out.

Yu Jingqiu and a group of Xia Clan gods also followed, and soon arrived at the residence of the patrolling master. A large group of people had gathered here, bustling with people!

Because they participated in the Battle of Fucheng, many of these god-level masters brought a group of companions and friends with them.

"Sixteen god-level masters will set off with me. The others are waiting here." Guan Xunshou said loudly, "The sorting battle is not open to the public. You can't see it, and neither can I! When the sorting battle is over,

The rankings are public...everything is naturally known.”

"Um."

"Second brother, you have to be careful. If you can't bear it, give up. Don't lose your life."

"Lord Commander, we're looking at you."

Sounds everywhere.

Dongbo Snow Eagle also said goodbye to Yu Jingqiu, Yun Hai, Zi Lei and others, and then sixteen god-level masters, including the Seventh Meiyu and Dong Bo Snow Eagle, followed Guan Patrol and set off.

******

call.

Team after team crossed the stream of light and fell from the sky.

After Dongbo Snow Eagle and his team landed, they looked around and saw densely packed figures, almost all of which were god-level masters. Of course, there were also the patrolling adults!

"The master of the palace is high up ahead." Inspector Guan suddenly said.

Dongbo Snow Eagle and others looked up one after another.

There are eight figures high up in the distance, among which there is a kind old man in the center of the tallest place. Next to him sits an old man with a thick robe and a snow-white beard. Below them are six figures, each with an extraordinary aura.

"Huh?" Dongbo Snow Eagle recognized him at a glance, "Lord of Baisha City?"

The chubby Baisha City Lord glanced at the dense crowd of people below, and his eyes fell on Dongbo Snow Eagle. He also smiled, and at the same time a voice directly passed into Dongbo Snow Eagle's ears: "Dongbo, I am with the Palace Master.

They all said that you will definitely enter the top 100 and participate in the final battle of the Holy Palace. Don’t let me down."

Dongbo Snow Eagle was helpless, the Lord of Baisha City was more confident than he was.

At this time——

The old man with a snow-white beard also glanced over and landed on this area.

This group of god-level experts in the Wushan Star Territory, including Guan Xunshou, all felt nervous.

"What's going on? Why is he looking here?" Dong Bo Xueying and others were puzzled. Only the Seventh Meiyu turned his head and looked away. The old man with a thick robe and a white beard smiled and continued chatting with Master Anhai.

Already.

"Your Highness the Seventh Meiyu." Inspector Guan asked with a smile, "Do you know that senior?"

"I don't know you." His Highness the Seventh Meiyu, a handsome young man in white clothes, said indifferently.

Guan Xunshou was stunned and could only smile helplessly.

How would an ordinary god-level person dare to talk to him so coldly, but this His Highness had a second-level heavenly god as his subordinate, so it was obviously not someone he could provoke.

"This old man..." Dongbo Snow Eagle glanced at him from a distance and thought quickly. Images and information emerged in his mind. He is the master of Hongshi Mountain and knows all the big shots in the God Realm. "He can fight with

Lord Anhai is almost sitting side by side, he must be at least a fourth-level heavenly god. There are only so many fourth-level heavenly gods in the God Realm! Judging from his appearance, he is the Lord of Moxue Kingdom?"

"Good guy." Dongbo Xueying muttered secretly, "The Lord of Moxue Kingdom is ranked at the top among the four heavenly gods. He has lived for an extremely long time and his strength is probably comparable to that of my master, Holy Lord of Red Dust."

…

On the high platform above, the envoy of the Divine Court stood up and saluted Master Anhai: "Master, all the star regions are here, then I will start presiding over it?"

"Preside over it." Master Anhai nodded.

The divine envoy immediately walked to the front of the high platform, looked down at the densely packed figures in the distance, and said loudly: "According to His Majesty's order, I will preside over the battle of Fucheng, and will be supervised by Master Anhai."

The sound was loud and echoed everywhere.

Dongbo Xueying and the others all looked up and listened carefully.

"The previous star field preliminaries only set a threshold to select relatively powerful god-level masters." The divine messenger said, "The battle of Fucheng is the real bloody selection, and the best one hundred are truly selected.

God-level masters, let’s go to the Divine Palace! Let’s have a final competition with Your Majesty in front of many powerful people.”

"The Battle of Fucheng is divided into three rounds... today is the first round of ranking battle."

The divine envoy waved his hand as he spoke.

A scroll appeared in his hand. As soon as the scroll was thrown, it quickly became huge. The scroll was hundreds of millions of miles long and suspended high in the sky, like a canopy.

As the huge scroll slowly unfolded in the sky, there were faintly visible heaven, earth, mountains, rivers and rivers inside the scroll, forming a world of its own.

"Each time, I will send a thousand god-level masters in." The divine messenger's voice echoed in everyone's ears, "In batches, 31,865 god-level masters will all finish the battle.

After that, the ranking battle will end. A detailed ranking will be determined based on your achievements in killing enemies, and the top 1,000 will be announced. After that, all the 1,000 will be eliminated."

"As for some rules, you should all know them."

"It is forbidden to use world artifacts, blood-refined weapons and other items. It is forbidden to use some special treasures. Once discovered, you will be executed directly." The envoy of the divine court coldly ordered, "If you find that you are unable to resist, just shout out and admit defeat, and I will move you out.

.”

…

The messenger from the divine court above said some rules coldly.

As for the envoy who shoulders the orders of His Majesty the Blood Blade God Emperor, he is not afraid of anyone! Even powerful people cannot cause trouble! If you dare to make trouble and affect the Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet of the Divine Palace, you are provoking His Majesty!

"The battle of Fucheng begins!" the divine envoy said coldly, "The first batch will go in first."

Wow.

As the invisible power enveloped the people below, as a third-level heavenly god, he easily grabbed a thousand of the god-level masters. In an instant, a thousand figures were involuntarily grabbed towards the huge thing in the sky.

It flew into the scroll, and after touching the scroll, everything was submerged in it.

Dongbo Snow Eagle and more than 30,000 other god-level masters all looked up at the huge scroll high in the sky.

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Chapter completed!