The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3292

"Dillon, you've gone too far. We haven't even decided on the specific time and place for our sects' competition yet.

Why did you bring so many people here at the headquarters of our Flying Phoenix Sect?"

a figure in the Flying Phoenix City with a powerful aura soared into the sky and shouted angrily.

He was a middle-aged man with a square face. His aura was daunting, and he had the strength of a preliminary-grade divine god.

The terrifying power he emitted was enough to let everyone know that he was a supreme preliminary-grade divine god, which was more powerful than any other divine god at the same level.

The middle-aged man was the leader of the Flying Phoenix Sect.

In the Flying Phoenix City, many powerful figures glided in the sky and hovered behind the leader of the Flying Phoenix Sect.

They were the senior members of the Flying Phoenix Sect. Some of them were also preliminary-grade divine gods.

"Ha-ha! Listen, Fletcher. It was Elder Sheridan from the Whirling Sect who presided over today's event.

If you have any problem with that, tell Elder Sheridan yourself,"

a short, thin man in black sneered. He stood on a huge airship with a cold expression on his face.

He was Dillon, the leader of the Cyan Sun Sect.

Beside the man in black, an old man in white stood still. His face was indifferent and arrogant, which was somewhat inconsistent with his immortal temperament.

The old man in white exuded a terribly intimidating aura, like a dazzling sun.

He was also a medium-grade divine god!

Everyone looked at the old man in white in awe.

Although the Ancient Mysterious Dragon Kingdom was a high-grade universe with a large number of divine gods, most of them were only preliminary-grade divine gods, and the number of medium-grade divine gods was relatively small.

In the entire Ancient Mysterious Dragon Kingdom, the number of medium-grade divine gods was less than two hundred.

However, every medium-grade divine god was formidable.

"There is no need to pick the time and place for the competition between the Flying Phoenix Sect and the Cyan Sun Sect.

Why not conduct the tournament here?

Let's do it now.

But in my opinion, there is no need for competition.

I am certain that the Cyan Sun Sect will definitely win and will take possession of the Heavenly Crater Mine,"

the old man in white said in an unquestionable tone, as if he was an emperor giving an imperial edict that no one could refute.

"Elder Sheridan, the Heavenly Crater Mine has always belonged to our Sky Phoenix World.

The competition between the disciples of the Flying Phoenix Sect and the Cyan Sun Sect, which is held every one hundred years, has also been a longstanding tradition of our two sects.

It has nothing to do with the Whirling Sect.

Elder Sheridan, I don't think it's appropriate for you to get involved in this matter."

Hearing Elder Sheridan's words, Fletcher, the leader of the Flying Phoenix Sect, couldn't help but get angry.

"Ha-ha! Fletcher, who told you that it was none of our Whirling Sect's business?

Our Cyan Sun Sect has become a branch of the Whirling Sect.

From now on, the matters of our Cyan Sun Sect will be the matters of the Whirling Sect.

Therefore, the disciples of the Whirling Sect could also participate directly in the tournament between the two sects.

Ha-ha! What do you think, Fletcher? Are you afraid?

No matter how powerful your disciples are, you can't defeat the disciples of the Whirling Sect.

Elder Sheridan is right. There is no need for competition.

Soon, the Heavenly Crater Mine will be in the hands of our Cyan Sun Sect.

Let's not waste everyone's time!"

the sect leader of Cyan Sun Sect cackled.