"Is there no median god clan?" Su Ping was puzzled.

The old man in white robe shook his head and said, "There were in the past, but not in this generation. It is extremely difficult for the middle-level gods to give birth to demons of the Taoist level. First of all, the cultivation resources of the middle-level gods cannot be compared with the high-level gods. Secondly, the blood potential of the middle-level gods cannot be compared with the high-level gods. The high-level gods have ancestor gods. All the people of the race will be influenced by the ancestor gods, and their bloodlines are always optimized and condensed."

"This is why, a race with the ancestor god can become a high-ranking god because it can stand forever unless something happens to the ancestor god in the clan..."

Speaking of the latter, his voice quietly lowered.

Obviously, talking about the fall of the ancestral god is a great disrespect to the ancestral god.

Su Ping was slightly silent.

Although he regarded himself as a human race, he knew that his current bloodline was already the primitive Chaos Clan.

Although what the other party said is realistic, it is indeed the case.

Bloodline potential and cultivation resources are important reasons that limit the development of geniuses of all races.

Without resources, no matter how evil the talent is, it cannot be displayed.

And the potential of blood... is indeed different.

Just like an ant, it cannot move an elephant.

Some people are born with golden spoons in their mouths, while others study hard for a lifetime, but they are not as good as others' homes, the starting point of life!

The gap between people is so big, let alone the gap between racial bloodlines.

Soon, Su Ping flew down with the figure of the old man in white robe and landed on the square.

Feeling the hostility that everyone was cast, Su Ping looked as usual and ignored them. Instead, he looked at the front of the square, where several figures came out of the vortex, including the blue-shirted elder whom he had seen in the Toadfish Palace.

"He is the campaigner you recommend?"

Standing in the middle is a graceful, cold and beautiful girl wearing silver earrings, with three thousand black hair floating in the breeze, feeling a kind of lonely coldness that keeps people from thousands of miles away.

On her left was a short and huge child, who looked cute and naughty, and his voice made a very tender voice: "It looks extraordinary, and my god cover ring has reacted."

The young man in green smiled and said, "I am optimistic about him and can escape from the ancient pursuit order of the Lin clan. In addition to the protection of the human race, his own luck cannot be ignored. Luck is also a kind of ability."

"I've heard of it for a long time, it's really good."

Another old man who looked old nodded.

"Then let them prepare. We must pass the candidate's level first." Another young woman with plump body chuckled.

When the eight candidates heard the words of several people, they all frowned slightly. Obviously, they did not expect that the five elders and Su Ping were so optimistic about him only when they met for the first time.

Is this human race really extraordinary?

The eight people looked at each other, and soon, their eyes fell on one of the young men in a golden robe.

When the young man saw everyone looking at him, he snorted coldly, but did not refuse. Although everyone was unhappy with Su Ping before, the elders' attitude made them all cautious. No one was willing to come forward to experiment, so he could only do it.

Who told him to have a holiday with this human race?

"Then let me be the first to meet you, boy, I heard that you killed the Son of God of our clan before. Humph, although it is within the rules of the courtyard, you are too aggressive in doing things and keep a line in everything, so you will be a little bit weak in the future. Today is the Daozi election, so I won't be polite to you, give you some time to prepare!"

The young man with a golden armor looked cold and arrogant, and said to Su Ping.

Su Ping was stunned and looked at his armor. When he saw the familiar clan emblem on it, he suddenly realized, a little surprised and surprised, "You are also from the Lin clan? The sons of the Lin clan have been beheaded. Who are you? He actually got involved in the candidate..."

"What are you talking about?" The young man in golden armor was a little angry and looked cold, and said, "I am the 182nd generation Son of the Lin clan. Mo Feng you killed is the 184th generation Son of the God of God, but he is not the same as me. This is not a place where you can sway. Pay attention to your words and deeds!"

"182nd generation of God's Son?"

Su Ping was stunned and subconsciously said, "Did your son of the Lin clan change so frequently?"

"you!"

The young man in golden armor was furious.

"Hehe, no matter whether you have personal grudges or not, you have to abide by the rules in the yard. Since you are a candidate to challenge, if you have any questions, wait for you to challenge them. Let's enter my sea of ​​clouds first!"

The short stature and huge head said with a smile.

After saying that, he waved his palm and emitted an extremely terrifying aura all over his body. The emperor's pressure swept across, and a very deep vortex cracked above everyone's heads, and bursts of unfathomable powerful aura came from it.

Seeing this, the other seven people didn't say much. They glanced at Su Ping and turned around and stepped in.

The young man with golden armor had a gloomy eyes. He glared at Su Ping, and turned around and stepped into the vortex.

Seeing this, Su Ping followed closely behind.

"Let's go, look at this person's performance. He doesn't seem to be a pure human race. His aura is very old and strange, even purer than my bloodline." An old man chuckled, with expectations in his eyes. His previous observations made him extremely curious about Su Ping.

Others also flew into the vortex one after another.

On the other side of the vortex, there was a vast universe.

This universe is called Qiankun Sea of ​​Clouds, and it is the universe with a huge child.

As everyone appeared in the starry sky, they saw clouds and mists surrounding the universe. If these clouds and mists stared carefully, they would find that there were countless tiny stars forming the clouds and mists.

"this……"

Su Ping was a little shocked when he saw this scene. This universe was so similar to the primitive universe outside.

Even like the prototype of the primitive universe!

Clouds and mists are like rings outside the galaxy, like oceans. Just looking at the surrounding space, it seems too dense, and these tiny stars that make up clouds and mists, their orbits, and their pulling force fields are quite different from those in cosmic galaxies.

Su Ping closed his eyes and felt it carefully, and found that although there seemed to be some similarities, they were actually two different things. If you have to describe it, it was just too long and there were too many unnecessary things.

"Although these clouds and mists contain powerful aggregate power, they cannot form a closed loop and last for a long time, and require an external force to push them. Unlike the galaxies in the universe, which are centered on stars and surrounded by stars, the rules are orderly, complement each other, and leverage each other..." Su Ping opened his eyes, his eyes flashed slightly.

However, in addition to some shortcomings, he felt that the other person's universe was a little different from his chaotic universe.

This different feeling is very strange.

It's like the universe in front of you, it's flexible and vital.

But his chaotic universe is dead.

This was his first time entering the universe of the Divine Emperor, and he had such a deep experience.

"My chaotic universe can also nurture life and carry countless creatures. I always feel that it is no different from the primitive universe outside, but it is just a little smaller in scale. But now it seems that there are many differences, and it is still very different from the real universe. I have not noticed some special aspects in the real universe, so I feel that there is no difference..."

Su Ping has some insights.

"Why are you stunned!"

Just then, a cold shout came.

Su Ping came to his senses and scolded the young man with golden armor. At this moment, in the starry sky ahead of everyone, the clouds and mist dispersed, and there was a vast battlefield like a square of white matter.

Obviously, this is the battlefield for the campaigners.

What surprised Su Ping was that outside the battlefield was a cloud-like audience, and at this moment, the audience was filled with figures, all of whom were students serving in the Heavenly Daoyuan, and some of them were tutors.

They sat in the cloud chair next to them, talking enthusiastically.

"Isn't it just a temporary timid?"

"Hmph, the human race is a human race after all, and I have never seen any world. Seeing so many gods pay attention, how can I not be nervous?" Among the other candidates, some looked contemptuous.

Although the elders were more optimistic about Su Ping before, they believed in their judgment more.

"He actually wants to challenge Daozi..."

Among the crowd, a beautiful girl dressed tightly and exposed her wrists and collarbone was staring at Su Ping.

If she remembered correctly, the young man in front of her was the one who left the scene when she was preaching and answering questions for her master.

Although she was not relieved, the time was too short, and she was challenging Daozi in front of her, which made her think about it all at once.

Now it seems that when the other party left, it was probably not that he did not understand her ideas, but that he was too lazy to listen?

Thinking of this, Sandalwood Yun was a little unhappy.

"Please enter the venue, two."

The plump and mature beauty elder Yanran said, "After all, it is the Daozi election, which is a major event in the courtyard. The news has been notified. All the disciples in the courtyard can come and observe it. I hope you can bring a wonderful battle and let others study hard."

The young man in golden armor nodded slightly, snorted coldly at Su Ping again, turned around and flew into the battlefield.

"Okay." Su Ping nodded and also stepped into the battlefield.

As the two entered the venue, many students from the Heavenly Palace were a little excited in the audience outside the battlefield.

The instructors kept smiling and looked calm, but in fact they were quite excited.

Although they are mentors, these candidates are competent for mentors in the institute. If they really talk about combat power, they are incomparable. The mentors of these candidates are basically the elders in the institute. Although they ask the elders to be privileged only by Daozi, candidates can also be favored by one or two elders and be taught by the elders.

"I haven't seen Daozi's campaign for a long time. This is my first time watching it. Can you shout for cheering up?"

"I didn't expect that such a thing would actually fall on our class. Any senior with great powers can tell me who are these two now?"

"You don't know this? The one on the right is the former son of the god of the Lin clan. He joined our Heavenly Daoyuan in his early years and soon passed the Chaos Heavenly Proud List. You have never seen him, so you must have heard of Zhan Wushuang, right?"

"Senior Zhan Wushuang? He is Zhan Wushuang who killed the seven gods with one shot?!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.

When everyone heard this person's words, everyone else suddenly realized that although many people had never seen Zhan Wushuang's appearance, killing the seven gods with one shot is really famous. It is Zhan Wushuang's most talked about record. When he just got the divine seal, he killed seven evil gods who had been famous for one shot, which was a peerless one!

"Where is the other one, senior Zhan Wushuang has long been a candidate for Daozi, and the other one is a challenger, right?"
To be continued...