Lin Xu also got the news.

Of course, he wasn't surprised!

He saw Lin Tianyu leave late last night, and it didn't appear until the sun rose today, and Lin Xu knew what he was doing.

Lin Tianyu looked at this grandson even more important than Lin Xu, so naturally he would not be hurt in the slightest.

Although he didn't know how strong Lin Tianyu was, he thought that it was still extremely easy to destroy such a race, after all, Lin Tianyu didn't show a trace of fatigue at this moment.

"Be careful!" the man said to Gehr.

Dealing with Lin Xu is obviously not so easy!

This leopard spirit is the best example!

Looking at Lin Xu's gaze, the strong men had no choice but to come down.

Now, Lin Xu is just a cultivator who has just broken through the Qiankun realm, but in the world, who else is against him? Even if it is the forbidden land of life and death in the Misty Forest, he has not rescued Yunshan at this time, and the son of the Lord of the Heavenly Tomb has also ended up losing both sides in the battle with him.

At this time, some strong people were interested, and they no longer wanted to be enemies with Lin Xu.

And some strong people are very unwilling, is Lin Xu strong?

In front of the primeval powerhouse and the peak powerhouse of the ancient race, what is he? It is just that he relies on the strength of the South China Sea and those powerful Terran cultivators, they want to kill Lin Xu, they want to destroy this powerful and anti-heaven cultivator of this human race, they have too much unwillingness in their hearts, they don't want this guy to dominate the continent in the future.

They didn't want Lin Xu to be the master of their life and death!

That one place, they don't want to give it to Lin Xu so cheaply!

With a distant bell, the grand meeting of the spiritual construction world was held!

This event lasted for ten days, and the first one was just a selection match, just to weed out the spirit builders below level six!

In this huge square, tens of thousands of spiritual constructors gathered at this time, it is hard to imagine that there are so many spiritual constructors on the mainland, such a spectacle is amazing.

Although there are a lot of judges in this grand event, in such a super event, it is not possible to test the spiritual treasures of all the spirit constructors one by one!

If so, wouldn't it be until dark?

In the Tianyan Tower, there is a detector with a setting, and the spirit structures that have reached the sixth level can be passed freely, but if they are not reached, they will be counted as eliminated, and all cultivators can show their achievements by putting these spirit structures into it.

Although Lin Xuan was a seventh-level junior spirit constructor, he had never participated in such a grand event!

"Father must be the champion!" Kobayashi Xuan was extremely excited.

Lin Tianyu smiled, Lin Xu's spiritual construction technique was indeed very strong, but those ancient races and primeval races must have also come prepared, right?

I'm afraid this grand event is a dragon battle between the primeval race, the ancient race and the human race in the spiritual structure, right?

Lin Xu, can he really go to the end and win the championship?

Even Lin Tianyu doesn't know!

The selection tournament lasted until dusk, when everything was over.

Of the more than 10,000 spiritual constructors, only more than 6,900 remained!

"Leng Aoshuang, long time no see!" At this time, an ancient race cultivator appeared, looking at Leng Aoshuang and said.

"Hehe, long time no see!" Leng Aoshuang said.

"The leader of the Northwest Continent Spiritual Constructor Guild, you have been in this position for thousands of years, and you have witnessed many such grand events, right?" said the ancient race cultivator.

"Yes, but there is no one as lively as this one!" Leng Aoshuang said, being able to let the ninth-level spirit constructor of the South China Sea be the chief referee, and let so many spirit constructors participate, making the ancient race and the primeval race powerhouses appear, this is indeed the most lively spirit constructor competition in these thousands of years.

"Look, the Terran will be defeated very badly!" said the Ancient Race cultivator.

"Terran, you won't be defeated!" said Leng Aoshuang.

"Haha......" the Ancient Race cultivator laughed.

"Carter, don't think that it's great that you ancient race has a few rank 8 spirit constructors!" the other spirit constructors couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily.

"That's true, how many eighth-level spiritual constructors did you Terran participate in this grand event?" Carter, the powerhouse of the ancient race, laughed, "Lin Xu, does he have to save your Terran by himself?"

He ...... Count the fart!" At this moment, a spiritual constructor of the primeval race said, this person is also one of the referees.

"The Terran race is defeated, only a few top powerhouses are supported, although Lin Xu is an eighth-level spiritual constructor, but he is only a junior one, do you want to rely on an eighth-level junior spiritual constructor to defeat us, it's a joke, wait, you human race will make a fool of yourself!" said the primeval race powerhouse, and he was not afraid of tearing his face with these powerhouses.

"You ......," the Terran judges were furious.

Indeed, how many people in the human race are eighth-level spiritual constructors?

Lin Xu is only!

It's just that at this moment, an exclamation sounded, all eyes condensed, and a woman passed the selection assessment, not because she passed, but because of her youth and incomparably beautiful appearance.

Noble and beautiful temperament, a blue coat wraps the flawless delicate body.

Lin Xu looked at her, and his heart moved slightly.

"Zilan, long time no see!" How many years passed, and they met again.

She's still so beautiful, still so good.

Back then, she was an eighth-level spiritual constructor, but now, I don't know how far she has come?

"Long time no see!" Zilan stared at Lin Xu and said with a smile.

There is a desolation in that smile, there is a touch of loneliness, how many years, Han Xiaoqi and Wan'er have been able to accompany him, but Zilan is a person who walks the world, walking alone on this cold and murderous continent, she is a woman, she needs care, she needs love.

But she didn't have all of this, I don't know how many strong people coveted her looks, but these people died forever.

It is not easy for a woman to get to where she is today.

Zilan's fame is not loud, it can't be compared to Lin Xu at all, and even those ancient powerhouses and ancient powerhouses don't know her at all, let alone know that she is also an eighth-level spiritual constructor.

Ning Qing didn't participate, and Zilan appeared!

Back then, in the Northern Underworld Empire, Lin Xu, Ning Qing, and Zilan fought their way out of the encirclement and walked to Tianyan City in the Northwest Continent!

After more than 30 years, who still remembers?

"It's purple blue!" Cangyang and Gul said excitedly, tears in their eyes.

More than 30 years later, they reunited and remembered the past.

"Teacher!" Ning Qing appeared and came to Gul.

Time has passed, and Cangyang and Gul have now reached the level of seventh-level spiritual constructors, and have come to this Tianyan City and become one of the elders of the Northwest Continent Spiritual Constructor Guild.

"Qing'er!" Gul's eyes were misty with tears, remembering the past!