"Emperor Zhao, we don't want to fight with you, but you still have seven people by your side, it's really unfair to us, how about today, you put down your words, and we will make some plans."

In the end, there were only three groups of people left, the Zhao father and son were still full, and there were many people in the other two teams, the Zhao father and son did not dare to move, but the seven people around him did not have any background, and if they let it out, no one would want to.

Ye Nanfeng, the name of Zhao's father and son, didn't know, but the people around him also called Emperor Zhao and Prince Zhao, the father and son themselves were very strong, and with the attention of Jin Xian, it was even more tricky.

The Zhao father and son looked at the people opposite, Prince Zhao hesitated, but Emperor Zhao stood up, with an invincible domineering spirit between his eyebrows, and Emperor Zhao's figure was very burly, which caused a lot of pressure on others.

Prince Zhao looks like a scholar, Wenwen is weak, but Emperor Zhao is more like a general who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

"You don't have to worry about our father and son, Zhao has been in the sky for many days, and he has long wanted to see how much he has grown, you should treat our father and son equally, and you all go to the end, you are all coquettish, there is no reason to let go, please do your best."

Emperor Zhao's tone was very polite, but his eyes were still like tigers staring at the opponents opposite, and his eyes were dark and shining.

"Emperor Zhao is polite." The two immortal leaders on the opposite side glanced at each other, from hesitation to firmness, how can there be a reason for cultivating immortals to let others, and they also know what Emperor Zhao means, this is to let themselves and others go all out to make a move, so as not to ignore their help.

What's more, because Emperor Zhao was quickly promoted to the immortal position, many people already had a lot of complaints, if Emperor Zhao and the two of them can now defeat others head-on in the witness of the people of the Immortal Realm, they will crush those rumors head-on, which will be more beneficial to the immortal path of the Zhao family and his son in the future.

Ye Nanfeng nodded slightly, the people who have been emperors in Xindao are different, and their control over people's hearts and power is far greater than that of others.

But the people who can be chosen by the fairy realm are those fools.

Everyone was waiting for them, the Zhao father and son stood at the front, and the leading few people touched them several times, seemingly fierce but still cleverly avoided them, and turned to attack the weakest people around them.

Ye Nanfeng looked at this competition, which was similar to the competition of the jungle, and also saw through the first game of this immortal domain selection, which was nothing more than strength and background.

"If I'm selected, what should I do?" Ye Nanfeng asked himself this in his heart, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of any good way.

The people on the field are inseparable, more of them use hand-to-hand combat to fight, and what is even more pitiful is that there is a female fairy on the field, who seems to be from a relatively conservative world, and when she sees this situation, she quickly retreats, and the person who claims to be a humble gentleman does not move her for the first time, but in the end, there are still a few people who rely on the inconvenience of women to bully her and cause boos from some of the immortals.

"This person is too shameless, he doesn't even care about etiquette, righteousness and shame, that woman has obviously been retreating, but she still wants to fight with others, which is really unsightly."

"Alas, the selection of immortals is too cruel, to the last step, how can you be merciful because of the separation of men and women, if the woman is really strong, she should have made plans early, if the strength is not good, learn to embroidery, and see if you can win the love of those true immortal messengers in the second game."

Ye Nanfeng pricked up his ears to listen to the arguments of others, but he didn't interject, after all, women are already weak in many worlds, and it is normal for these people to have such thoughts, but when it comes to the second scene later, he asked the old fairy.

The old fairy looked at Ye Nanfeng's curious appearance, thought about it seriously, and then passed some information directly to Ye Nanfeng's mind, and the specific matters of the game appeared in Ye Nanfeng's mind.

I only had a preliminary understanding before, but I didn't think that there were still some loopholes in the rules.

For example, if you fail to be promoted in the second game but are favored by some true immortal envoys, you can become a servant of the true immortal and become a second-class immortal.

Inferior immortals are more like servants of the kind.

It's like a group of people entering the palace to choose concubines, the good-looking ones are concubines, and the ugly ones are palace maids.

But even if it is such a big difference, there are still countless immortals who want to become second-class immortals, and second-class immortals also have immortal bodies.

Seeing this, Ye Nanfeng found something more important, the immortal body is the most important thing, the immortals are all mortal souls, and after becoming immortals, they will shape the immortal body, which is equivalent to reshaping a body for them, and the immortals who are promoted by strength will be given a gift from heaven, directly conceived by the immortal qi, and then shape the body.

Most of these opportunities are those who fight for their lives.

Inferior immortals are different, they have no heavenly gifts, they can't shape immortal bodies at all, they can only be molded by those true immortals or golden immortals who fancy them, take a branch and a stone and other things to shape their bodies.

If you're lucky, you might get a good piece of material, and if you're slammed, you might pick up a stone later.

However, as long as you have an immortal body, you can become a real immortal, which is very different from an immortal.

Ye Nanfeng sighed, he didn't expect that the survival of Heavenly Court was so difficult, all of them were like a food chain that was struggling to climb, and they all wanted to go up, Ye Nanfeng then sighed with a wry smile.

I happen to be at the bottom of the food chain right now.

Ye Nanfeng, who learned about the cruelty of the fairy realm, also lost more interest in delving, and the second game was compared, except for the twelve people who should have been promoted plus the people who beat down the quota for the first time.

There were twenty-four people in total.

In addition to these twenty-four people, there were also six hundred people who were selected by the True Immortal Envoy to become second-class immortals.

Meng Dongcheng is also one of them, he did what he liked, and handed over the plate of pot meat that he bought with merit to the true immortal messenger who loved food, and originally thought that he was nine out of ten, but he was beheaded by Zhao's father and son, and lost the qualification of the twelfth immortal body.

Originally, some of his friends persuaded him to wait for the next year to try again, but he understood that he had no savings to fight again in the next year, so he could only beg that true immortal and become an inferior immortal.

The true immortal was very satisfied with the meat he sent, except that it was not too fresh, and felt that the taste was very delicious, so he happily took Meng Dongcheng under his door.

Ye Nanfeng also discovered Meng Dongcheng, but he only glanced at it a few times and didn't care.

And the latter noticed the key gaze on him, felt the envy, jealousy and hatred from the owners of those eyes, and felt indescribable happiness in his heart, only when he saw the Zhao father and son, his eyes darkened, and a touch of ruthlessness flashed, and he stood behind the True Immortal Envoy respectfully.