The original power of this extreme north is poor, with vast mountains and swamps of abyss. It can be said that it is poor mountains and bad waters.

However, the eight clans did not cultivate the power of their original origin. They gained strong power by tempering their bodies. This environment is the most suitable for them.

Moreover, this extreme north is a treasure land. Some spiritual medicines that are difficult to find in the Middle Earth are easy to find here, but even so, the cultivators of the Human Alliance are unwilling to set foot here.

Although the human alliance and the eight tribes have already communicated with each other in the Longevity Domain, there are usually eight tribes where the spiritual medicines grow. These tribes are very resistant to outsiders entering their territory.

There is a possibility of taking action if you disagree.

In this extreme north, the strength of human cultivators cannot be 100% exerted, not to mention that in the same realm, the strong men of the eight clans are almost crushing the cultivators of the human clans.

These days, Chen Feng has encountered many small tribes of the eight tribes. Although there was no serious conflict, it made him feel a little embarrassed.

Of course, this trip to the extreme north also gained a lot.

Not to mention the picking of spiritual medicines, but the combat experience with the eight tribes.

In the battle with the Eight Clans, he did not fully utilize the magical powers obtained by the power of the original source, but instead used his physical body to fight against the Eight Clans' strong men. Because of this, he also had an intuitive understanding of his current physical cultivation.

No wonder most people say that he is a freak, because his current physical cultivation is almost the same as the strong men of the eight clans, and even a little stronger.

Actually, this is normal.

Chen Feng grew up along the way, his body has undergone many hardships and many dangers to obtain his current strong body. After all, not everyone can obtain the inheritance of the essence and blood of the Dragon Ancestor.

The Dragon Clan is a powerful clan that is almost above all races.

It is precisely because of being too strong that you are jealous of God.

To put it no exaggeration, Chen Feng's body is almost the same as an ordinary dragon.

"It's time to go back." Chen Feng walked out of the mountains, looked towards Central Earth, and murmured to himself.

The competition between geniuses of the nine sects of the Human Alliance is a rare event.

The competition position is set in a chaotic place. With his current location, it will take about three days, and he should be able to catch up with the day when the competition ends.

Although he no longer intends to participate, it is not bad to be able to see.

...

A place of chaos.

Although the chaotic place was called chaos, it was only because its system belonged to the three-no matter zone. Now it is truly worthy of its name. Because of this competition, countless cultivators and even ordinary people flocked to this zone.

Due to the intervention of the Human Alliance, although many cultivators have poured into the chaos, the order has been greatly improved. After all, this competition represents the face of the Human Alliance, and some people do not want any trouble.

However, things are not that simple.

Renjiao, Tianzong, the residence of the young sect leader.

"The young sect leader, the representatives of the eight clans have entered Xuanwu City." Someone reported to Tianhan who was drinking in the pavilion.

Tian Han took a sip of wine and nodded: "I understand."

The man immediately stepped down.

There are not many representatives of the eight clans, and there are only eight people. It is said that they are the best among the young generation of the eight clans and have never been born. This time, they came to Xuanwu City by using the People's Alliance Competition. I am afraid that the visitors are not good.

While Tianhan got the news, several other cases also got the news.

Those who are interested can naturally feel the breath of storms. Although the number of people in these eight clans is not as large as that of the human alliance, every time the disciples born are born, they can always surpass the cultivators of the human alliance.

This is an indisputable fact.

They came here uninvited this time, obviously they were definitely not watching the show.

...

"The little babies of the Eight Clans are coming, probably to make a name for themselves." In a certain secret realm, the old antiques from the People's Alliance sat together, one of them nodded slightly and said meaningfully.

"What should come will come, it is inevitable."

"It's really annoying to just let them step on our alliance and make a name for themselves." An old man said, slamming the table.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame our little kids for not being able to do their best."

"Look, we are all old bones left to watch." An old man shook his head, turned his mind casually, looked at the old man in white sitting in Zhengbei, and asked, "Old man, what's the movement between the main world and the dead world?"

"The main world is still like that, and our old friends are still unwilling to give up. I'm afraid they will fight to the death." The old man in white raised his head slightly and said lightly: "As for the death world, he is already in a state of no leader."

"Oh, all we can do is to cause some trouble for the Holy Clan." An old man sighed.

"It's just that under the gaze of that thing, who can really keep it alone? It's just a self-deception. We are even more pitiful than the old people in the main world." An old man whispered in a angrily manner.

"Who said no, I can only hide in such a place, and I feel frustrated." Some old man agreed.

The white-haired old man waved his hand slightly and said, "My divination technique can no longer see any scene, I'm afraid..."

"Will there be a name this time?"

"Maybe."

"If you have the chance, it's good to try it."

"..."

...

Xuanwu City, this is a city established by the People's Alliance in a chaotic place, and now it has become the venue for the nine sects of the People's Alliance to compete.

In the backyard of an ordinary restaurant, eight young people sat together, including men and women. The man was tall and powerful, and the woman was delicate and weak, making people feel pity.

These eight people are the representatives of the eight clans.

"The Crazy Tiger, don't worry, tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle of the nine sects of the Human Alliance. I don't know what it will do. It just so happens that there are nine people in the nine sects. Let's solve them one by one tomorrow morning, so we can naturally give an explanation to the clan."

"Then there is one more." A man with a rough expression shouted in the urn, and it was naturally a crazy tiger, but it was as its name was.

"This is not simple. I'm afraid before everyone comes, the elders in the clan should have said that no matter if they want to step on the human alliance, it is best to win the first place in our eight clans." A man holding a feather fan said with a smile.

Everyone nodded.

"Whenever we are one-on-one, who will solve the opponent first and then defeat the last one, then he will be the number one in our eight clans." The man with feather fan paused and looked around: "It should be fair, right?"

"This...the cultivators from these nine clans are also strong and weak. If someone chooses the most powerful one, some chooses the weakest one."

"That depends on luck." The man in the feather fan smiled slightly: "There is a saying in the People's Alliance that luck is also part of strength."

"Okay, I have no objection." Kuanghu stood up and his body was full of evil spirits: "I'm going to make up for this first."
Chapter completed!