Chapter 2538

The prestige of the Shinto League back then is still deep in their hearts, and the reappearance of any righteous god is enough to shock people, let alone fifteen?

And being reminded by them, the other immortals present were also erupting.

They immediately understood why Taiyundian and the Huolingzu suddenly became so cute.

Which sect can provoke these fifteen people?

"My God, there are so many righteous gods alive in the Shinto League?"

"What are they here for this time?"

"Are they going to participate in this Supreme Dao Extreme Recruitment?"

"Are you kidding? They are all dignified and upright gods, how can they lower their value? No matter how good they are, they won't be able to do so."

It was true what they said.

There are only four Palace Masters and eight Dharma Protectors in Supreme Daoji, and the rest are just handymen.

It is very attractive to the Holy Master and Dao God, and the top sects are also willing to put their own people in it, but the ancient sage himself will certainly not be so condescending.

"Look at the couch that is tightly blocked, it looks like the genius of the younger generation they want to send in."

"Which genius has such a face that he can be escorted by fifteen righteous gods at the same time?"

"Talent must not be low!"

"No matter how talented you are, it still depends on your performance later on. The assessment of being supreme is not that simple."

Fortunately, Brother Cheng was chatting with Ji Linghan at this time, and the sound outside the couch was blocked by Emperor Yuan and Emperor Xuan, otherwise he would be pissed off when he heard these discussions.

I am the thigh invited by them, not a junior!

And who cares about that assessment?

If it wasn't for the fact that the Fairy Mother is so mysterious that she can't be found even if she tries to find it, she has to show up every time, so why is it so troublesome?

On the other side, Feng Xing, Di Huang and Wei Zi who had just been kicked out could only honestly line up behind Jiang Cheng.

Although the three of them didn't say a word, their expressions were very upset.

Especially Feng Xing, who received a slap in the face, looked extremely gloomy.

They have never experienced the era when the Shinto League and the Fallen Immortal Palace competed. They only think that they are all 'Old Sages'. Although our single sect can't make up as many as fifteen, there are nearly seventy to eighty Old Sages present here. .

With so many Old Sages, is there any need to be afraid of them?

How could a few sect elders fail to see their mood?

In order to prevent these three people from making provocative words on the spot and causing uncontrollable and tragic consequences, they secretly sent a voice warning.

"Be quiet, these fifteen righteous gods are not something we can afford!"

"Are they that strong?"

"They're only stronger than you think!"

"Then shall we just swallow it like this? What's the face of the sect? If it spreads in the future, I will only become the laughing stock of Yuanxian Realm..."

Hearing their complaints, the elders of the sect were almost speechless.

"Don't worry, there is no shame in confessing to the Shinto League."

"If you really can't swallow this breath, then perform well in the subsequent assessment!"

"Didn't the Shinto League also send a genius, you beat him in the assessment, didn't you earn back your breath?"

After being persuaded by them, Feng Xing, Di Huang, and Wei Zi all looked at the couch separated by the barrier.

That gaze immediately became hostile.

"Hmph! I'd like to see what I chose!"

"They are so high-profile now, if the person selected in the end is defeated by me, then they will be the ones who will be ridiculed."

"At that time, I'm looking forward to what the so-called Shinto League will look like!"

With this thought in mind, their mood gradually calmed down.

However, Jiang Cheng was regarded as a thorn in the side by the three of them.

In fact, it's not just them, there are countless players who can't get used to the Shinto League, and even look at Brother Cheng's displeasure.

It can be said that this brother has attracted a lot of hatred before he even showed his face.

At this time, the gate of the South Court finally opened slowly.

crunch!

Accompanied by the dull bang, the dazzling light also emitted, making it impossible to see the situation inside.

Usually at this time, countless people rushed in.

But now the fifteen righteous gods are blocking the front, and the players in the rear can only wait patiently.

Jiang Cheng nodded towards Ji Linghan.

"Wait for me outside, and I will come back as soon as possible after the matter is settled."

The enchantment around the couch was removed, and more than a dozen heavenly emperors and righteous gods looked at this brother with expectant eyes looking at the hope of the whole village. After watching him walk in step by step, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's done!"

Even the always stern Soul Emperor showed a hearty smile.

"Haha, as long as he is willing to enter the arena, Supreme Daoji is destined to be turned upside down."

Blood Emperor agrees with this.

"That's natural, this kid hasn't had a bad time yet!"

While talking, they flew outside with Ji Linghan, giving way to the gate.

Feng Xing, Di Huang and the others, who were gearing up, couldn't wait, and rushed in as quickly as possible.

As soon as they entered the arena, the other players behind quickly rushed towards the gate as if they had finally opened the gate to release the flood.

Some courageous people even didn't care about queuing up or not, just took advantage of this chaotic opportunity and tried their best to squeeze in as soon as possible.

For a moment, the scene became chaotic.

The ancient sages and holy venerables who brought the juniors in front did not intervene, and one of their juniors had already entered.

Second, they are all in a state of absence now.

It wasn't until 100,000 contestants entered the arena, the 100,000th and one person was blocked from the gate, and there were wailing and sighing all around, that these ancient sages and holy venerables finally came back to their senses.

Everyone looked at each other, and they could all see the doubt and shock in each other's eyes.

"Just now I seem to see a remarkable person."

The Old Sage who spoke first trembled a little, so that his voice seemed very erratic.

"I saw it too, I thought I was wrong..."

"No way? Is it really him?"

When the couch barrier was removed just now, they finally saw the long-curious 'Shinto League player'.

And at first glance, they recognized it.

No way, after years of battles, especially after the peak team battle in Xianshan, Jiang Cheng's popularity is higher than that of the fifteen righteous gods tied together.

Many said they were so terrified they couldn't believe their eyes.

"It can't be Jiang Cheng!"

"With his strength, how can he participate in this kind of assessment, are you kidding?"

"What's more, Jiang Cheng was from the Luoxiandian camp back then, how could he stand with the Shinto League?"

However, there are more people who firmly believe that it is Jiangcheng.

"It's such an era now, the battle between the camps back then has long passed."

"It's him, and besides him, there is no one worthy of letting all righteous gods join hands."

"What's more, I also saw the head of Feixianmen Ji!"

(end of this chapter)

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