"For the time being, the rewards for the top three in the ranking tournament are still uncertain!" Tian Guizhang said with a smile.

"Still not sure?" This answer surprised Ye Zhen a little.

"This ranking tournament is about to start, and the rewards are still uncertain?" On the side, Nian Xinghe also frowned.

Zhu Ling, the hall master of the Internal Affairs Hall on the side, showed a rare smile, "Let's explain it to you." ”

For a long time, Zhu Ling, the master of the Internal Affairs Hall, has been holding this face because of the pain of losing his son, and rarely shows a smile, this time Ye Zhen, Nian Xinghe, and Zuo Xiong have successfully passed the guò trial, if they can finally obtain it, they are also the beneficiaries of these high-level gods and cults, and they are naturally in a good mood.

"The rewards for the top three in the Returning Spirit Ranking Tournament have actually come out a long time ago, and the reason why they are still uncertain is mainly related to the rules for determining the prizes!"

"Prize determination rules?"

"That's right, the prizes for the top three in the Returning Spirit Ranking Contest are jointly funded by the five major forces, and each force must send the prepared prizes to the organizer of this time, Tianluomen, before the Returning Spirit Conference begins.

Moreover, the prizes given by each faction are not just a random one, and the value of the prizes given must be recognized by at least three forces in order to pass through guò and participate in the Returning to the Soul Conference.

Basically, the prizes given by the various forces are quite rare and valuable treasures, otherwise, the other forces will not agree.

However, the prizes selected by the various forces are only to be selected, and it is actually you who can really decide what prizes to get!" Zhu Ling said.

"We?" Ye Zhen and Nian Xinghe glanced at each other. There are some doubts.

"Yes, it's up to you! If any of you can make it to the top three in the Reguiling Ranking Tournament, the prizes offered by our Sun and Moon Cult will be returned!

Contrarily. If there is no force where the warrior makes it to the top three in the Returning Spirit Ranking Competition, then the prizes provided by their forces will be distributed.

So, you have to work hard, if the two of you can win the second and third places, you will get the prizes provided by the three forces!

To tell you the truth, I am in charge of this qiē affair, almost all the prizes. It's a pity that I'm old, or else. I will also participate in the Soul Returning Conference and fight hard!" Zhu Ling said with a smile.

"Can you tell me what it is?" Ye Zhen asked curiously.

Zhu Ling looked left and right, Chong Ye Zhen and Nian Xinghe gave a thumbs up, "I'll just reveal a little bit, do you know what the prize given by the Immortal Sect is?"

"What?"

"Immortal Holy Water! It can almost be regarded as the immortal holy water of the Immortal Sect's holy medicine. Plain, even the king of the Kaifu Realm can hardly find a drop!And this time, the Immortal Sect was forced to take out four drops of Immortal Holy Water!" As he spoke, Zhu Ling looked greedy.

Ye Zhen's pupils shrank.

He couldn't understand the miraculous effect of the Immortal Holy Water, because he had personally used it and experienced it himself, and such a serious injury would recover fifty percent within ten breaths. Within a hundred breaths, it will be completely restored.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a life-saving elixir.

This kind of life-saving elixir, it is strange that the king of the Kaifu realm is not red-eyed.

It's almost a second life.

According to this reasoning, the Immortal Sect was able to come up with such a precious Immortal Holy Water. So where can the treasures taken out by other forces be worse?

"Don't be greedy, it's a good battle for a while! If you want to get the holy water of immortality, you have to depend on your luck!" Zhu Ling chuckled.

Zhu Ling was right, if Ye Zhen wanted to get the Holy Water of Immortality, it really depended on luck.

First of all. You have to be in the top 100 to have the possibility of obtaining the Holy Water of Immortality, and secondly. The Immortal Sect can't have any martial artist who finishes in the top three, and the top three can get the Immortal Holy Water.

And among the martial artists of the Immortal Sect, regardless of the others, the white-bone prince Li Kechu definitely has the strength to enter the top three.

A moment later, the high-level leaders of the five major forces and the warriors participating in the battle all arrived and formed a large circle, and in the middle was a temporary super-large martial arts platform that occupied a radius of ten miles.

As soon as the figure of Wu Mengshan, the master of the Tianluo Gate, moved, he flew to the center of the martial arts ring.

"The old man won't say much about the points rules, I believe someone has already explained it to you! The old man is going to talk about the rules of winning and losing the competition, listen to it!"

"Who wins and who loses in the battle naturally doesn't need to be said by the old man, you can all see clearly, the old man wants to emphasize another point, this is a competition in the ring, so if anyone is blasted out of this ring spirit line within a radius of ten miles, it will be judged as losing!"

As he spoke, with a flick of his fingers, a cyan spiritual line flew out from the fingertips of Wumeng Mountain, and soon, it went down a circle along this radius of ten miles, and what was even more amazing was that the spiritual line had been condensed and good, and this alone could see the depth of Wumengshan's skills.

Of course, it often happens that you can't hold back your hand with all your strength in a martial arts competition, so as long as someone shouts the word admit defeat and the battle has not ended, the old man will intervene to stop it!" Wu Mengshan said.

"I understand, if you understand, let's go forward and draw lots first!" Wu Mengshan waved his sleeves, and sixteen bamboo sticks sealed with black mud were spread out and floated in front of the ring.

"Each person uses spiritual power to draw a bamboo stick, and on it is the signature number of your competition, and the disciples of Tianluomen will draw it last, speed!" Wu Mengshan snorted lightly.

After more than 20 sessions in the past hundred years, the rules of this Returning to the Spirit Conference are very perfect, and even the rules for the disciples of the presiding force to avoid suspicion are there.

With a flick of his fingers, Ye Zhen used his spiritual power to randomly hit a bamboo stick on the far left.

Knock the black mud on the surface and reveal a number.

"Three!"

Soon, including the Tianluomen disciples who made the last shot, they all received their own lottery numbers, Ye Zhen took a look, Nian Xinghe drew the eleventh, and Zuo Xiong drew the eighth!

However, the number of signatures does not have any effect, and this contest has almost eliminated any possibility of fraud because of the importance of the matter.

The only thing that is not under control is luck.

"This Returning Spirit Ranking Tournament is divided into three days, and a total of five rounds of battles are arranged every day, and you can rest for an hour and a half between each round.

However, when he saw the martial artist of the No. 1 lottery coming to power, Wu Mengshan took the initiative to step down and replaced it with Yin Changsheng, the leader of the Immortal Sect, to preside over the lottery, because the martial artist who won the No. 1 lottery was Xie Zhi, a disciple of Tianluomen.

"In the first game, No. 1 vs. No. 7!"

Everyone knew about No. 1, but No. 7 didn't, and everyone's eyes looked at the warriors standing side by side on the side of the ring, wanting to see who was No. 7!

Suddenly, Yun Ce of Qingyun Castle, who was wearing a cyan embroidered cloud martial arts uniform, suddenly stepped forward and showed the number tag in his hand, "I'm number seven!"

Hiss!

Inadvertently, that Tianluomen disciple Xie Zhi gasped, how to say, he was directly opening the door, and as soon as he made a move, he actually drew Yun Ce, the strongest person in Qingyun Castle.

"Please!"

Yun Ce flicked his toes and floated onto the competition platform, the latter hesitated slightly, his expression suddenly became extremely resolute, and he also stepped on the competition platform.

Yun Ce is a cultivator of the triple peak of the Casting Vein Realm, and he is also a cultivator of the triple peak of the Casting Vein Realm, what are you afraid of?

However, the two of them have the same cultivation, but their status in their respective forces is different, Yun Ce is the core of the new generation of the Yun family in Qingyun Castle, and his Xie Zhi's status in the Tianluo Sect is average, barely enough to reach the middle and upper levels.

Almost as soon as Xie Zhi stepped on the competition platform, Xie Zhi and Yun Ce had a blazing aura on their bodies at the same time, and in an instant, the two of them were covered by a thin and transparent body armor around them.

A spear appeared in Xie Zhi's hand, and in an instant, Linggang spitted out, but it was Yun Ce, standing with his hands in his hands, without any movement, but no one dared to underestimate him.

When the two of them were about to stop, their eyes looked at Yin Changsheng, the temporary host floating in the sky, at the same time!

In the next moment, Yin Changsheng's voice rang out, "The competition begins!"

Almost the moment Yin Changsheng's voice landed, two blazing spiritual power brilliance rose from the martial arts platform, and all the martial artists, especially the participating martial artists, leaned forward, staring at the martial arts platform with their eyes dead, refusing to let go of any detail.

A strange aura rose sharply from Xie Zhi's body, the spear trembled like a phantom, and countless spear shadows stabbed out, the moment they stabbed out, the head of each spear shadow trembled thousands of times in an instant, and the overwhelming spear shadow immediately covered Yun Ce, and the spear in his palm turned into a poisonous dragon hidden in many spears at this moment, and it would give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

Magical martial arts, shadowless guns!

Looking at the overwhelming shadow of the gun, Yun Ce, who was standing with his hands in his hands, smiled lightly, and the corners of his mouth were full of disdain!

"That's all there is to it, it's a waste of my spiritual power!"

As he spoke, Yun Ce's palm trembled slightly, and a ball of light only the size of a fingernail flew out steeply, and the moment it flew out, the dark blue light burst out, and it was like thunder to meet the overwhelming shadow of the gun!

The light mass continued to grow larger, and almost the moment it flew out, it became a palm-sized seal.

The speed of this palm-sized seal was extremely fast, faster than Xie Zhi's overwhelming gunlight, and in an instant, it rushed into the overwhelming gunlight.

Everywhere it passed, the spear shattered instantly!

In the next moment, the palm-sized seal accelerated steeply, and slammed towards Xie Zhigai, who was rushing over!

Bang!

The dark blue brilliance exploded like fireworks, Xie Zhi was like a piece of broken cotton wool blown up by the wind, flat and flying high, blood was already spurting out of Xie Zhi's mouth like a fountain, and the superb treasure gun that was originally held in his hand also flew high!

Airplanes!

Xie Zhi's superb treasure gun landed first, the tip of the gun was inserted into the ground, and the tail of the gun kept vibrating like a loosened bowstring, and Xie Zhi's body was still flying!

Suddenly, there was silence in the venue! (To be continued)

ps: First update!R580