Immortal World Supplier

"I think the rules of your Tianmeng are too unfair. You see, those Nascent Soul-stage contestants are dragging dozens of Jindan-stage monks to climb together... By then, the early-stage Jindan contestants have passed the first level. , but the Jindan late-stage cultivator failed... Do you think this is fair?"

In the stands, an old man with white hair shook his head and said calmly.

"Hehe... old ghost Bai, is it fair? Anyway, they will definitely be eliminated in the end. What does it matter if they are eliminated earlier or later?"

"Besides...why did those Nascent Soul cultivators choose to drag along the Golden Core cultivators to climb together? Don't you know?"

Looking at the Tianshan Mountains in the distance, Lu You replied casually, as the Golden Throne Inspector of the Tianmeng, his main duty is to control the situation. As for the specific assessment rules, someone will naturally do it. "

"Those Jindan monks with low cultivation must have given enough benefits to those Nascent Soul monks... In other words, those who are eligible to be dragged away have more or less backgrounds... This is also their strength, isn't it? What? When did the world of cultivating immortals talk about fairness? Old ghost Bai, your tricks are no longer effective!"

Lu You continued to speak, his words were full of coldness.

"I don't refute. If you Tianmeng can become the leader of the cultivation world, you must have your own set of rules... Create things to make people, and things to make people..."

"That kid is quite interesting..."

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"My Cao, I can't hold on any longer! Boss, let's take a break, I'm too tired..."

When he climbed three-quarters of the way, Yong Wudi started yelling, and now he felt as if he had been beaten a hundred times all over his body, and he didn't want to take a step up...

Although he is a monk at the seventh level of Nascent Soul, behind him... seventy people are following him!

By this time, these monks in the early and mid-stage Golden Core basically have no strength to go on, and they haven't fallen yet, and they are completely supported by this special rope...

In other words, the weight of these people is all on Yong Wudi alone...

With the weight of seventy people, in this situation, even Yong Wudi's strength is exhausted.

Fang Qi opened his mouth. He also felt a little tired at the moment. There were only forty people behind him, but they were also sweating profusely.

But that ghost sword didn't seem to be called Qu from the beginning to the end...

"Mistake..."

Fang Qi opened his mouth, thinking that if Yong Wudi could be promoted to the seventh floor of the Nascent Soul, it would be fine... I didn't expect the restriction here to be so strong...

As expected of Tianmeng, the gravity field set up is really awesome...

"Continue to persevere... If we fail, we will lose everything! Climb a little higher, I have a solution!"

Fang Qi calculated the distance and secretly had a plan in his heart.

The burden behind this... is more than one billion...

The security deposit has been collected, and if the fuck is here, it will be really cool.

Hearing the number of more than one billion, Yong Wudi immediately regained his spirits... Meow, Fang Qi used the Yinyuan Society to guarantee it before. If they didn't get the Lingshi, the Yinyuan Society would definitely be demolished alive It's over.

Thinking of his father wanting to beat him to death, Yong Wudi instantly became more motivated...

Continuing to climb up for a certain distance, when there was still one-seventh of the distance to the top of the mountain, Yong Wudi directly lay on the rocks, and he couldn't climb anymore...