I, Copy Becomes Stronger

The ancient battlefield has finally opened!

A strong man held the Ancient Token tightly, with excitement and anticipation in his eyes.

Liu Qi also took out the Ancient Token with anticipation on his face, and murmured, "It's finally here!"

"Wow—"

Liu Qi only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he came to a strange void in a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, a strong man continuously appeared around him, including the strong man of the human race, as well as many foreign races such as the angel race and the demon race.

Immortal level, true immortal level, up to the powerhouse level of the venerable...even the Supreme Heavenly Venerable also appeared one by one.

Obviously, they all came for the ancient battlefield!

At this time, a voice reached Liu Qi's ears: "Jiuxuan, the assessment of this ancient battlefield is also very dangerous, do everything according to your ability!"

Liu Qi nodded slightly, turned his head to look around, but he didn't find Yuanfeng Tianzun's figure.

at this time.

"Boom--"

Accompanied by a huge roar, an incomparably huge palace appeared before everyone's eyes.

The entire hall exudes a faint golden light, full of incomparably majestic and sacred atmosphere.

"Ancient Temple!"

Liu Qi's eyes moved slightly. This is the only entrance to the ancient battlefield, and it is also the safest place in the entire ancient battlefield.

In this hall, hands are forbidden!

"Shhhh-"

A strong man entered the ancient temple in a blink of an eye, and Liu Qi followed closely behind everyone and flew towards the ancient temple.

As soon as he stepped through the gate of the hall, Liu Qi instantly felt a suction force.

Liu Qi didn't resist, because he knew that monks with different cultivation levels would be teleported to different areas.

"Wow—"

In a blink of an eye, Liu Qi came to a large hall, where countless immortal-level powerhouses had already arrived, almost all of them were foreigners, and he couldn't even see the human race at all.

At this moment, a voice came: "His Royal Highness Jiuxuan!"

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"Shhhh-"

All eyes turned to Liu Qi, and Liu Qi immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

Liu Qi frowned slightly, and looked up at the same time, only to see His Highness Zijin from the third district walking towards him with a son of a fairy-level supreme being.

And the one who spoke was the somewhat strange Son of the Supreme.

Liu Qi looked at His Royal Highness Zijin, and asked with some doubts: "Who is this?"

His Highness Zijin smiled awkwardly, and introduced: "This is the successor of the Flower Language School!"

Although he has always regarded His Highness Jiuxuan as an opponent, after entering the ancient battlefield, there are only three of them in the human race.

It stands to reason that the three of them should hug each other tightly, but he didn't expect that the person who passed on the wind would come up with such a trick.

It's fine if it's an ordinary person, His Highness Jiuxuan crushed the major races in the relic world back then, and all the major races hated His Highness Jiuxuan to the core.

This sentence instantly pushed His Highness Jiuxuan to the forefront!

If it weren't for the fact that hands are not allowed in this hall, he probably wouldn't have dared to appear in front of His Majesty the Nine Profound Palace.

Liu Qi glanced at Hua Feng Chuan Ren indifferently, then turned his head away and didn't say anything else.

Huayu faction, one of the nine respected forces.

Although he didn't know what the other party's intention was, he didn't need to pay attention to this kind of person.

"How dare you ignore me!"

Hua Feng spread a wave of anger rushing to his heart.

Although he did do it on purpose just now, he didn't expect the other party to ignore him directly!

He has always been dissatisfied in his heart, why is this Jiuxuan able to get the quota to enter the world of relics even though he is also at the immortal level!

He is a dignified heir of the sect!

Far more noble than the Supreme Son of the Supreme Palace!

The anger in Huafeng Chuanren's heart became more and more intense, but in this ancient temple, he did not dare to be presumptuous.

He could only grit his teeth, and snorted coldly in his heart: "Jiuxuan, I want to see if you can continue to crush all races this time!"

At this time, more and more immortal-level powerhouses entered the ancient temple, and densely packed immortal-level powerhouses gathered in the hall, but it was not crowded at all.

But almost most people's eyes were on Liu Qi, and these eyes were full of jealousy and resentment.

The strongest among them is His Royal Highness Vincent of the Demon Clan.