Painting of the Nine Immortals

On the open space, the old man looked serious and powerfully.

"The rules are very simple. There are ten platforms here. Those who think they have the ability can defend them and accept the challenges of everyone. The one who can persist until the end is the winner."

"In the second round, two of the ten masters decided to challenge at will. The winner stood on the stage and the loser left."

"In the third round, the remaining eight protagonists faced each other in pairs until the championship was decided."

The old man looked serious and said in a deep voice: "The rules are simple, do you understand them?"

On hearing that, everyone nodded, indicating that they had understood the rules.

"well."

The old man smiled with satisfaction and said, "Now start to talk about rewards. Ten lords will each get a chance to enter the path selection baptism. The higher the ranking, the longer the baptism will take."

"Choice of Taoism is the **** of my heavenly pride palace. As the name implies, it has the ability to help the soul break into the fifth realm. Of course, it is not absolute. It requires comprehensive qualifications of all aspects of the soul, and it depends on the time of baptism.

"In short, the longer you receive baptism, the more likely you are to break into the Fifth Level. Of course, if you do n’t know the future path, it ’s a true immortal shot, and it is impossible for you to break Fifth level. "

"So, if you want to break into the fifth realm, choose your future path first. Then, try to sprint towards the championship."

The old man smiled indifferently, and the words he spoke made everyone feel hot.

Choose a situation!

In today's Xiuxian Realm, even if it is the top powerhouse, you can overlook Kyushu and enjoy the world!

It can be said that this is the ultimate goal of most people!

At this moment, the old man said that as long as he became one of the ten lords, he would have the opportunity to break into the choice of the state. How could everyone be unhappy?

Ling Xian's eyes were bright, and she was very excited.

After practicing Honghuang Tiangong, he was only one step away from choosing the Tao, and he had already chosen his Tao. In other words, as long as he can enter the path of choice, it is absolutely possible to break into the state of choice!

"This alone is enough to make me do my best." Ling Xian's eyes slowly turned to firmness, and the idea of ​​winning the championship became stronger.

"Besides the Taoist Pond, being a lord, I will send you a great fortune."

The old man smiled and said, "But what is it, let me sell it."

It was said that everyone's eyes were getting hotter, and everyone secretly vowed that they must strive for the position of Lord!

Ling Xian is no exception.

He thought of the mysterious disappearance that Wu Daozi said, and felt that the creation of the old population should be related to this matter.

"Is God fortune ..."

Ling Xian raised his mouth and said, "It seems that I must win this championship."

"Well, don't talk nonsense. Those who consider themselves capable, please come on stage."

The old man waved his big sleeves, and ten platforms rose to the ground, plunging into the clouds like a magic sword, magnificent and magnificent.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes became more and more bright.

Because that represents glory, represents fame, and represents real interests!

As long as you can become the master and keep to the end, you will have the opportunity to impact your choice of situation. Who can refuse this temptation? Not to mention, there is still a mysterious opportunity.

Therefore, when the old man's voice fell, a man suddenly rushed to the high stage, posing in a posture to confront the four heroes.

In this regard, Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, feeling that this person was dazzled by interests.

The old man has said that only the person who keeps the gate to the end can be called the master. In other words, the Lord needs to face many arrogant challenges in turn, and it is clear that it is the war of attrition.

If the first one rushes up, even if it is strong, it will be consumed by countless latecomers. How can it persist to the end?

Therefore, the first person who rushed up, except for being able to show a little limelight, had only disadvantages and no benefits.

"Unwise move."

Ling Xian smirked, and turned her eyes to the rest of the platform, seeing everyone standing on it, and the showdown had already begun.

And those kings, without exception, did not move, even the most arrogant war beings, stayed quietly under the stage.

Although they are kings, they can easily suppress ordinary Tianjiao, and wheel wars can be consumed. But the question is, when the first round is over, you have to play against other lords. If you are not at the peak, how can you win?

Therefore, none of the kings present were moved.

"The king is not moving, this battle is not good at all."

Seeing this, the Lord of Tianjiao Palace smiled slightly and said loudly, "I forgot to say that if the defender did not go through nine hundred battles, even if he persisted to the end, it would not be considered the master."

Hearing that Ling Xian could not laugh or cry.

This rule makes it clear that the old people came up with the idea temporarily, and it was also obvious to the people they targeted, that is, their kings. With this rule, if they want to win, they can't sit on the side and watch the show, they have to be on stage immediately.

Don't forget, there are about 10,000 Tianjiao present, and if divided into ten, it is one thousand. If you continue to wait, it is very likely that you won't get 900 battles.

The other kings also understood this. While secretly cursing the old man, they showed their stature and instantly flew Tianjiao on the platform.

The first person in the ring was no stranger to Ling Xian, who was known as the Suriname who was shocked by a sword. He probably got some chances, and his strength at this moment is already the Yuan Ying King.

He is no stranger to the second and third seats, respectively, the goddess of war and the boundless joy.

After the former retreat, the mana has successfully transformed, and it has reached the state of the king.

Of the rest of the Yantai, two of them were fought by Cang Shengsheng and Lengbei Qing, and the rest of them Ling Xian had never seen. But without exception, they are the realm of kings.

Seeing these groups of kings appearing on the stage, everyone in the audience was shocked, and their faces appeared bitter.

Everyone knows that the Infant King is an invincible existence. No one can contend with it except the king of the same level. Although they are not bad, they are still far worse than the king.

Therefore, everyone felt bitter, but felt that the hope was slim and the future was bleak.

"It's all gone, and I can't fall behind."

Looking at the esteemed figures, Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then moved into shape. If Tian Xian came to the dust, she landed on the tenth ring platform.

"Come on, let me fight against the ten heroes and suppress the arrogance of the world!"

Lingxian raised his mouth and stood with his hands on his back. If an invincible war **** came, he would be in perfect harmony for nine days and ten places.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes gathered on him, shining with bad intentions.

Because, compared to others, Ling Xian is not well known and very strange. So he looks better ‘bullying’.

At least in the eyes of these people, he is better at bullying.

With this kind of gaze, Ling Xian was quite speechless, saying that she looked so weak?

"If you think of me as a weak and bully opponent, it would be very wrong."

Ling Xian's mouth raised, her eyes slowly glanced down, and she spoke a utter remark.

"Disobedience, come up."