The emperor of the human race snorted coldly, and just as he was about to say something, the Qilin ancestor said: "A hundred people are just a hundred people, why not? There are countless geniuses in our human race, how can we be afraid of you?"

"Brother Tianqiong, you can't do that." The human emperor persuaded, the ancient tribe, even those at the divine level, are gifted with extraordinary talents and possess magical powers. If

If there are equal numbers, the human race will not have the advantage."

The Guardians of the Ten Thousand Realms have intervened, and force can no longer solve the problem. If a team of one hundred people has a chance of winning," Qilin Ancestor said with conviction.

"Oh, ancestor, do you have anyone to choose?"

If this person is here, he will definitely ensure the victory of our human race." Qilin Ancestor said confidently.

"If there is no objection, then our ancient clan will decide on the candidate."

Geniuses, half-emperors, and god-kings from all major ancient races are naturally not allowed to enter. But

They are ancient geniuses at the Great Heavenly Level, but there are quite a few of them.

These are all young geniuses at the prince level of the ancient clan. Ancient

The tribe has already begun to select candidates.

The human race is in a tangle.

The human heart is complicated and not as pure as the ancient people. So

Some people want to recommend geniuses from their respective families, but how can everyone get what they want?

Jie Cheng, Jian Liu Zhang, Wu Long and others are well-deserved representatives, and Wen Tianji, Yu Wuxin, and Ming Ye are naturally among the people who entered, but it is precisely because of their decisions that most people are dissatisfied.

But Qilin Patriarch said a word, and others did not dare to say anything.

But Ninth Young Master has passed the standard, so he cannot be selected.

After that, some geniuses were selected from the ten king families, but these people were all at the pinnacle of the great heaven, and their strength should not be underestimated.

But even so, only half of the number of people was decided.

Later, all the major ancient city clans sent their geniuses to the scene, barely closing in on the number of people. However,

Next, we need a soul-level figure. Qi

Ancestor Lin looked outside Tianhaiguan: "Chentian, where are you?"
Chapter completed!