"Just what?" Qu Yunwu asked.

Fang Hao said: "Help me do one thing first, I'll leave it to you to set up the competition stage. If you need any manpower and resources, go directly to Shaan Yan'er."

"Okay." Qu Yunwu agreed immediately.

For her, this is a good job, not to mention that she can obtain a large part of the benefits from it, and even record the moment of her brilliant achievements.

In fact, Fang Hao gave her, and their Holy Witch Clan had enough.

After all, Fang Hao's promise to the Holy Witch Clan had already been fulfilled.

Today's Holy Witch Race is not the core force of Fangmeng, but their family's treatment in Fangmeng is not low.

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In a blink of an eye.

Half a month has passed.

It is located in the Zhongkui Tianchi in the central district of the Kuisheng area.

After half a month, Zhongkui Tianchi has been transformed into a huge martial platform, and around the martial platform, it can accommodate hundreds of people!

Moreover, thirteen regional saints who came to Zukui Tianchi have already arrived.

In other words, thirteen people came from the sixteen areas of the Saint Venerable that could not be sanctuary, and only the Saint Venerable from the three areas had not arrived.

The Huanhu area and Kuisheng area were originally ruled by Fang Hao.

And he is naturally the saint representing these two regions.

In a loft in the Tianchi Lake.

Here, thirteen regional saints gathered.

"Mo Laoxie, there are two thousand missing, right? I didn't expect you to come here for the Asura Saint Pajue."

"You old dog, talking as if you were a worldly person."

"Haha... Actually, we are all here, so we won't talk about worldliness or not."

"Brother Zeng is right, this is a contest for the throne of the Holy Master, how can we not come!"

In the final analysis, these saints who could not be sanctuary came for the "Sacred Patriarch of Shura", not to seize the throne of the Holy Master.

For them, the position of the Lord's throne is not important.

Because they have no intention of obeying anyone who takes the throne of the Holy Lord.

That is to say, after the throne of the Holy Lord is over, they will return to the areas they rule.

"You should know that the person who held the throne of the Holy Master this time is still the Young Holy Master of the Ancient Sanctuary!"

"No one knows, he is still the most enchanting genius warrior in the Sanctuary, but he can't control the Sanctuary, but he can't control it if he wants to."

"You can't say too much, Brother Mo!"

"Am I wrong? You all have scheming, I still can't see it? If it wasn't for the Asura Saint Patrician Art, it is estimated that there will be almost no Saint Venerable present!"

"But here's the problem!"

"Since the Young Holy Master of the Desolate Ancient Sanctuary possesses the Shura Holy Patriarch's Art, his defensive ability must be so terrifying!"

"So what? We are the saints of all major regions. Even if Fang Hao, the young master of the ancient sanctuary, has a strong defensive ability, how can he be our opponent!"

These saints seem to ignore Fang Hao at all.

If they knew,

Wang Yang, who is also a saint who can't be holy, can't even resist Fang Hao's move, then they know how terrifying Fang Hao is.

But they had already come, so Fang Hao couldn't let them leave easily.

If you leave, it can only be with Fang Hao's consent!

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at the same time.

In the main hall of Zhongkui Tianchi in the central district of Kuisheng area.

"Leader, are they too arrogant? They actually came and didn't visit the leader?"

It was Shayan Er who said this.

Fang Hao waved his hand and said, "Forget it, they're all here just for the Asura Holy Patriarch Jue, and tomorrow will be the contest for the throne of the Holy Venerable, so it doesn't matter if you see it or not."

"Leader, I have a question?" Shaan Yan'er asked.

Fang Hao spread his hands and said, "Please speak!"

Shaan Yan'er asked, "Leader, do you really have the Asura Saint Patrician Art? Or?"

Fang Hao said: "Of course."

Shaan Yan'er asked, "Then how do they believe that you have the Asura Holy Patriarch's Secret Art?"

Fang Hao said: "It's very simple. I asked Wang Yang to put the first training method of the Asura Saint Patrician in every invitation. How could they not believe it?"

"So it is." Shaan Yan'er sighed with emotion.

Fang Hao said: "If you want the Asura Holy Patriarch, I can also give it to you, just wait for this competition for the throne of the Holy Master to end."

"Leader, why?" Of course, Shao Yan'er wanted to practice the "Sacred Patriarch of Shura", after all, it was the strongest defense in the Sanctuary.

Its value is not a peerless treasure that can be valued by tens of billions of True Soul Orbs.

But she couldn't understand that such a precious thing seemed to be an ordinary magic formula in Fang Hao's mouth.

But in fact, for the current him, it is indeed a very common trick.

Furthermore, even if Shaan Yaner cultivated the "Asura Saint Patrician Art", it is impossible to cultivate to the eighteenth level.

Even the martial arts genius of the Sanctuary may not be able to cultivate the "Sacred Patriarch of Shura" to the eighteenth level.

But it is undeniable that for the warriors who cultivated in the holy realm, this "Sacred Patriarch of Shura" is definitely a coveted treasure.

At this time, Wang Yang walked into the hall.

Seeing him cupping his hands, he said, "Leader, everything is done."

Fang Hao nodded and said, "Okay."

Everything is ready, and the battle is about to begin.

With his strength, there is no need to worry about any changes in the competition.

Even if there is a change in the competition, he can handle it.

Furthermore, no matter how big an accident occurs in the Inaccessible Sanctuary, he cannot stop his momentum of ruling the Invincible Sanctuary.

"Holy Master, there is someone outside who wants to see you, his name is Gulu!" Wang Yang said.

Hearing this, Fang Hao spread his hands and said, "Let him in!"

After a while.

A thin man appeared in front of Fang Hao.

Fang Hao knew that it was his puppet, not himself.

Because he himself is a bear!

"Little Holy Master!"

Gulu bowed his hands and didn't say anything else immediately.

Hearing this, Fang Hao said: "You go to the inner hall to wait for me first, I will talk to you after I have dealt with some things!"

"Okay." Gulu nodded, then walked towards the inner hall.

Gu Lu originally wanted to follow him into the ancient sanctuary, but he didn't expect Fang Hao's pace to be so fast, and by the time he came to the ancient sanctuary, Fang Hao had already ruled the inaccessible sanctuary. There are two areas.

He suddenly came to Fang Hao, definitely not for something that could not be Sanctuary, there must be something else.

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After a stick of incense.

in the inner hall.

Here, only Fang Hao is left, and there is also a bear.

"Young Holy Master, there is an unknown thunder calamity in the Era Sanctuary, I am afraid it is a divine calamity!"

Gulu said in a terrified tone.

Hearing the words, Fang Hao asked, "Could it be that the Era Sanctuary is about to give birth to a warrior who cultivates in the realm of the gods?"

Gulu said: "When I was in the Sanctuary, the young saint asked me to tell you that there was an unknown glow in the ancient demon Sanctuary and the Wild War Sanctuary in the north!"

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