On this side of the registration venue, people have been waiting for news inside.

After a long time, King Yun finally appeared again.

It's not nonsense to see Jiang Cheng.

"The emperor of heaven promised. You can sign up."

"Not yet, Shane!"

Of course, brother Cheng won't thank you. He's actually a little surprised.

I thought the emperor would not agree. He was ready to make a big fuss and even go to war with the emperor.

As a result, they really agreed to sign up?

Don't you mind being a God King?

"It's a little interesting."

He soon registered successfully and got the identification mark of participating in the war.

This disappointed the fanlei Taoist priest of the rear God Leisi.

If only the boy hadn't reported it.

Others have different attitudes.

Some did not pay attention to Jiang Cheng's combat effectiveness and expressed disapproval.

Others began to inquire about and study his data, so that they could deal with it in the future.

In addition, some people were shocked.

Because they heard a voice from a big man.

"Emperor Xiu didn't want Jiang Cheng to live too long."

"During the competition, you know what to do."

As the Heavenly Emperor, Xiudi certainly has his own direct confidants in the heavenly palace.

The nine gods under his command also have their own subordinates, which can be regarded as an intricate network of relationships.

Many of these lineages and subordinates participated in the Tongshen conference this time.

Hearing these voices, their eyes changed when they looked at Jiang Cheng.

One by one began to figure out how to kill Jiang Cheng in the later competition to please Xiudi.

As for the party, headmaster Jiang is also worried at this time.

He was wondering whether there was a chance to force himself in the next four games, whether the chance of overturning was great, and whether the system could be used.

People around him looked at his dignified expression and thought he was thinking about something big.

Time passed quickly in this atmosphere of different thoughts.

Two days later, the registration is over.

The biggest event in the heavenly palace finally kicked off.

Those immortals who had not stayed near Lantai came one after another.

It caused the whole audience to scream.

"Dark feather star Lord!"

"The superior star is coming."

"Half tower star Lord!"

"Sun rising star!"

There were shouts in the crowd.

These superior stars are powerful contenders for the God King.

Although the realm is Taoist respect, because they have star power, they actually have unique power.

This is a dimensionality reduction blow in the face of other Taoists.

The atmosphere at the scene was also higher and higher.

"Tao Sheng!"

"Mingchen Daosheng!"

"The former leader of the Lieyang company retired ten billion years ago, and finally came out of the mountain again this time."

"MengWu Daosheng!"

"Tiangong is the first big dream company. I haven't heard from him for many years."

"Yes, I even thought he was gone..."

"Unexpectedly, I came this time."

"Yunting Taoist saint, my God, these old and respected antiques are out of the mountain!"

Hearing this name, many immortals present were still confused.

"Who is he? Is he famous?"

"Famous?"

"When he became a Taoist saint, there was no heavenly palace."

Hiss!

Many people can't help taking a breath.

What qualifications is this?

The heavenly palace was already a Taoist Saint before it was founded. How strong is this person's background?

Even among the God kings in charge of hosting, several people took the initiative to bow their hands to the saint of Yunting road.

"Yunting Taoist friend, I haven't seen you for many years. My style is still the same!"

"Ha ha, it seems that we are finally going to be colleagues."

"Welcome Taoist friend Yunting to be one of us..."

They said as if Yunting Daosheng could win.

In fact, no one refuted.

After all, in terms of qualification, this person is older than individual heavenly emperors.

It's a compliment that he is willing to be the king of God.

After the crowd gathered, the empty emperor appeared as the main person, which made the whole audience more boiling.

Then, he, who knew the three thousand rules, knew the key to the illusion.

He didn't have the patience to accept the attacks of different rules one after another. Wouldn't it be much easier to break through the illusion directly?

The radiance of the seventh level Dao sword destroyed all the streamers chased and covered up the light of all the stars.

The streamer was like a cut waterfall, covering his whole person.

But it couldn't hurt him.

At this moment, the seemingly disorderly distribution of stars seemed to suddenly have life.

Flickering and changing places on the sky.

Jiang Cheng's sword seems to never reach the end he wants to reach.

He knew that it was the rules of space interfering with himself.

Unfortunately, it's useless.

His spatial dark patterns are thirteen fold, and the realm goes beyond the immediate spatial means to interfere with himself.

No matter how it changes, it can't escape the lock of the Dao sword.

Until a certain moment, the tip of Dao Jian finally touched a seemingly insignificant void.

Boom!

After a loud noise, all the stars before the lake were broken like foam.

What appeared before him was a new world.

There is no connection between heaven and earth.

There doesn't seem to be any.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the next moment, he was involved in another dreamland again.

The new round of attack didn't give him a chance to catch his breath at all. He killed him on his own.