Even those emperors were a little unexpected about this.

The Zijin Lion Clan ranks first among the top ten ancient spirit beast races. This old lion is the undisputed number one of the Zijin Lion Clan.

His quasi-Great Emperor's perfect cultivation base, not to mention the beast race in the spirit, even if he looks at Yunhuang and Zhongshenzhou, he is still a well-known figure.

Ling Beast Race has been able to stay safely and steadily in Mobei these years, and he, a quasi-Great Emperor, has made great contributions.

His status in Spirit Beast Race is unmatched.

Not just anyone can issue a call-up order, nor is it anyone who can launch a call-up order immediately, and countless spiritual Beast Race powerhouses will respond immediately.

However, he didn't participate in the current battle that will determine the fate of Ling Beast Race?

"Ling Beast Race, is there anyone stronger than him?"

Qin Ming immediately asked Laifu through sound transmission.

"It's gone..."

Laifu replied immediately, but he couldn't help hesitating for a while seeing the attitude of the old Zijin Lion Clan patriarch.

The corner of Qin Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and this person was not very reliable. He immediately raised his head to look at those strong Beast Race spirits.

In addition to the old patriarch of the Zijin Lion Clan, there were also twelve emperors present.

These twelve emperors have different levels of strength. There are three early emperors, four quasi-Great Emperors, two Great Emperors, one consummated emperor, and two quasi-Great Emperors.

Qin Ming observed the two quasi-Great Emperors carefully for a moment, and immediately shook his head.

These two quasi-Great Emperors gave him the feeling that they were inferior to the White Tiger patriarch, let alone compared with the quasi-Great Emperor's consummated Zijin Lion Clan old patriarch.

"Since you don't want to make a move, let the person who is fighting come out quickly!"

Qin Ming stared at the old chief of the Zijin Lion Clan with unfriendly eyes and said indifferently.

The old patriarch of the Zijin Lion Clan raised his hand without saying a word.

The Qianlian formation changed in an instant, and a group of extremely violent lightning flashed at the position of the spirit of the formation.

Like a swaying and twinkling lotus flower, thousands of petals spread out from the center to the surroundings.

At the center of the ball of lightning, a dying old man gradually opened his eyes.

For a moment, the lightning flashed like a thunderclap flying high.

Seeing a flash of purple light, the old man appeared on the arena outside the city in an instant.

0…ask for flowers……

"Your opponent is the old man!"

Although the old man's body was already decayed, the aura around him was terrifying to the extreme.

He looked at Qin Ming with no sadness or joy and said calmly.

Feeling the palpitating terrifying aura on his body, Qin Ming could only feel the hairs all over his body standing on end, and the pupils of his eyes froze slightly.

At this moment, Qin Ming spit out two words from his mouth.

"Great Emperor!"

At this time, Qin Ming suddenly remembered the bet that the old lion made with them before.

The three bets are one below the title of the emperor, one of the title of the emperor, and one of the title of the emperor.

Qin Ming didn't pay too much attention to it before, and it's not just that he didn't care, basically everyone didn't care about this detail either.

Because everyone subconsciously divided it into three levels: Dao Xuan Realm, Conferred Emperor, and Quasi-Great Emperor.

Only then did Qin Ming finally understand that the old lion had played word games with them.

The first two levels are indeed all right, but in the third match, the title above represents not only the quasi-Great Emperor, but also the old monster of the Great Emperor in front of him!.

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