"Everyone, the ranking tournament has ended, according to what I said before, your rewards will also be distributed later, you have entered our Kunlun clan for three thousand years, and this time the journey is about to end, all the elites who can stand here are elites from all walks of life, and I am here to congratulate you on behalf of the Kunlun clan!"

Yi Cheng and more than 900 foreign monks stood on a platform of the Kunlun tribe for hundreds of miles, surrounded by Kunlun tribesmen, and at this time they stood opposite the same number of Kunlun disciples.

A burly old man fifty miles away spoke in the center with a smile, this person is Kunpeng, the patriarch of the Kunlun clan, according to Yi Cheng's eyesight, this Kunpeng's strength is definitely a Mahayana consummation monk, although it is only a consummation, but the strength is definitely not something that he can resist.

"The following is actually the communication time between the children of my clan and you, you can challenge each other, every time you win a game, there will be a certain number of spirit grass rewards, of course, the rewards are all nine grade spirit grass, win one game with ten plants, the second game with twenty plants, and so on.

Now there are 990 people on both sides, arranged from east to west according to the strength of the strength, so if you want to challenge, you can only challenge yourself opposite and its east and west three, anyone who is defeated will immediately exit, until one side all exits, the game will not end, and the rewards on both sides are the same.

In addition, as long as you can beat all the people on the opposite side, everyone who remains in the field can get a fairy grass. There are no rules for the competition, but no one must be killed, otherwise all rewards will be cancelled! ”

At this moment, the monks on Yi Cheng's side immediately started to discuss, they came from countless interfaces, but they were all elites in the interface, even if the Kunlun clan was strong, it was difficult to compare with them, as long as they defeated everyone on the other side, they could get a fairy grass, which was too easy!

"Brothers, work hard, the fairy grass is beckoning to us!" An alien monk shouted, and everyone immediately responded.

"Ha Luha、、、 I think I'm waving to you, come on, come on, let you know the strength of our Kunlun clan, what kind of genius, it's all floating clouds in our place!"

There were also those of the Kunlun tribe who were not convinced, and immediately began to shout.

"Quiet, quiet, there will be a chance for you to compete, now listen to me, the victorious side will have one of the strongest monks enter the altar of the clan and accept the inheritance of the ancestor Kunlun, the ancestor of the clan Kunlun is the lower realm of immortals, and its inheritance has been unknown for hundreds of millions of years, so whether you can get it depends on your chance!" Of course, the monk had to remain on the field. Now the challenge begins! ”

"The inheritance of the immortals?" This time, it can no longer be said that it is a surprise, and the monks present are completely stunned, and there is such a good thing!

As Kun Peng's words fell, after a moment of silence, the game immediately began.

Not to mention the rewards, even the fairy grass is also something that makes people's hearts beat, the most unfortunate, there are ten nine-grade spirit grasses for winning a game, these rewards are also very attractive to the disciples of the Kunlun clan, so they all hurry up and choose people who are more sure of winning by themselves.

A monk who had won a battle said to his companion next to him, "Ten spirit grasses are in hand, and I can already see the fairy grass beckoning to me!" ”

"If you want fairy grass, don't dream, when our Kunlun clan is a soft persimmon, come on, let you have a long experience, what is a battle!"

Seeing this, a Kunlun disciple on the opposite side immediately challenged him.

At this time, Yi Cheng was standing on the far left, and no one had challenged him for a while, after all, the persimmon had to pick up the soft pinch, and he would be off the stage if he lost a game.

And Yi Cheng didn't have the heart to challenge anyone, because just now Ling was unexpectedly looking for Yi Cheng to have something to say.

"You actually took the initiative to find me, it's really the first time that the earth is shattering, what's the matter?" Yi Cheng looked at the spirit who was in a much better state than he had met before, and asked.

"Whatever method you use, you must get the living soul, which is at the altar under this square." Ling rarely showed a hint of eagerness.

"Altars, living creatures? Can you be clear? Yi Cheng asked puzzled.

"The living soul is a strange thing between heaven and earth, it is something that can create a fairy realm, even in the fairy world, it is something that everyone dreams of, I didn't expect to see a piece here, and it is a big man I have never seen before."

When Yi Cheng heard this, he asked a little puzzled: "Wait a while, what is the Immortal Domain, and what does it mean to create the Immortal Domain?" ”

"The so-called immortal realm is equivalent to the interface of the spirit realm, but the area is larger and more stable, the general immortal realm can be worth hundreds of interfaces, if I expect it to be good, if the living soul soil here is cultivated well, it is enough to create a fairy realm equivalent to most of the spirit realm!"

"Big, half of the spirit realm!"

Yi Cheng was completely shocked, he didn't know how big the spirit world was, but there were always 100,000 interfaces, and they were also isolated by the endless void, most of the spirit world, Yi Cheng really didn't dare to imagine.

"In the fairy world, creating an interface is an earth-shattering event, it is impossible to complete without hundreds of millions of years, and the fairy realm is extremely stable, basically it will not die, unless it encounters some powerful destruction, it will be abandoned! Okay, I don't have time to explain to you in detail now, in short, this living soul is absolutely obtainable, as long as I use a small half, I can repair the damage suffered by the Seven Xuan Pagoda, and then you will meet and ask what master can rely on the Seven Xuan Pagoda to span hundreds of millions of years! ”

"Repair the Seven Pagodas!" Yi Cheng's eyes lit up instantly, but when he thought that the living soul was enshrined on the altar of the Kunlun clan, he must have attached great importance to it, how could he get it, and he was deceived? It is estimated that it will not work, robbing? Is that any different from looking for death?

"But how did I get it, there are at least a hundred Mahayana periods here, and there are at least three Mahayana consummations, not to mention the others, even the Kunpeng patriarch is not something I can deal with." Yi Cheng smiled helplessly.

"Don't worry about these for now, you get the quota of that inheritance, as long as you enter the altar, I'll figure out the rest of the matter!"

Yi Cheng nodded, let's take a step at a time, as long as Lingken makes a move, he really doesn't worry too much!

Out of the Qixuan Pagoda, Yi Cheng looked at the battle in full swing around him, and then stayed his gaze on the opposite side.

The four or five Kunlun people over there haven't done it yet, because there are only about a hundred rings in the field, and it is impossible for everyone to do it at the same time.

The four people on the opposite side who didn't make a move, the westernmost was a thin man with sharp eyes, the second was a bald man wearing earrings, and the third person had a cold face, looking at the people with unkind eyes, and at the same time occasionally skimming the people to the east with his spare eyes, and he didn't seem to have a good feeling.

And Yi Cheng also stayed on the opposite side at this time, the strong man who ranked first in the Kunlun clan.

This person is like an iron tower, more burly than the few people next to him, and it can be seen from the cold killing intent on his body that it is definitely not a flower in a greenhouse.

Seeing that Yi Cheng had been staring at him, the strong man's face was a little impatient: "That kid opposite, what do you look at, I am not afraid of you if I want to fight Kunshan!" ”