"Ladies and gentlemen, I'll take care of the gambling. ”

Old Monster Song stood up and waved around, "Let's bet on the first round first, and then bet...... Who will be the first to arrive in Jianmu, how?"

"Yes!"

The seniors of the various sects nodded one after another.

"Hehe, since everyone has this Yaxing, let's enjoy the event together!"

Song Tian, the ancestor of the Song family, waved his hand, and a streamer flashed, showing a huge light curtain in front of everyone.

Above the light curtain, the situation in the vicinity of the building wood is clearly visible.

A young monk who flew up quickly flew away in the direction of Jianmu. The monks of various sects, including Wang Tengfei, Li Fugui, and Meng Hao, all appeared in the light curtain.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Jianmu Spirit Diagram was made by the predecessors. To get to Jianmu, you don't just have to fly fast. ”

Old Song pointed to the figures on the light curtain and said with a smile: "I don't know everyone, who will win the bet?"

"Of course it's my own children!"

The leader of the Wang family put down the wine bottle, laughed, and stretched out his hand to Wang Tengfei.

"We also bet on our own children!"

Betting on cyber drama is just a game for these masters in the realm of Yuan Ying. No matter if you win or lose, you must not lose the face of the sect.

You can't just press the children of other sects in the first round of gambling!

Even the golden-armored man of Jin Hanzong knew that the little fat man Li Fugui had no chance of winning at all, so he put the bet on Li Fugui.

"You all bet on your own children, but I don't have my own children to bet on, so you can only choose one of your disciples, you can't blame me!"

The Song family's son-in-law recruitment conference, naturally, it is impossible for the Song family to participate. Old Song smiled and raised his eyes to look for it on the light curtain.

"Who to choose?"

Thousands of young monks controlled the light and flew away, but Song Lao Wei didn't have the ability to see who could get the first place.

"Jingle Bell. ”

When Song Lao Wei kept searching in the light curtain and looked at Meng Hao, he suddenly heard a slight bell ringing.

"Huh? Why did the Zijin Bell ring when I saw this kid? Could it be that there is something strange about this kid?"

Old Song moved in his heart, suddenly raised his hand, and pointed at Meng Hao, "I'll bet on him!"

"This teenager ......"

Seeing that Old Monster Song pointed at Meng Hao, the Yuanying monks who led the various sects were a little surprised.

"Hehe, although this young man is from my One Sword Sect, he is not a disciple of my sect, but a relative and friend of a true disciple of my sect. ”

The Yuanying Cultivator, the leader of the First Sword Sect, looked at Old Monster Song and pointed at Meng Hao, and shook his head with a smile, "Brother Song, I'm afraid I'm going to lose this time!"

"Hehe, it's just a game. Everyone laughed. ”

Old Monster Song waved his hand and released a jade pill bottle, "This is the Sifang Pill that my Song family secretly made." It contains the four directions of heaven and earth, which is very helpful for understanding the power of space. I'll just take this pill as a bet. ”

"The Song family's Sifang Dan? Okay, I'm betting!"

The Yuanying Monk of the Blood Demon Sect, an old woman with silver hair and withered skin, waved her hand and released a blood-colored jade pendant, "This is the blood soul talisman refined by the old body, bet on your Sifang Dan." ”

"I'll bet on a magic weapon too!"

"This is the Jin Yuan Sword Pill I refined, I'm betting with you!"

The masters of each sect took out their treasures one after another and began to bet.

"The bet has been placed, let's wait and see!"

Old Song smiled and threw his hand at everyone, but he muttered in his heart, "When I saw that kid, why did the purple bell ring?

When everyone was gambling, the monks of the various sects who had flown all the way had already approached Jianmu.

"Boom!"

It was as if a thunderclap exploded in his ears, and when he arrived within a thousand zhang of Jianmu, a huge spiritual pressure enveloped him like Mount Tai.

"What a heavy spiritual pressure!"

After a pause, the monks fell to the ground one after another, unable to fly anymore, and could only withstand this spiritual pressure, as if carrying a mountain, and moved forward step by step.

"I must win the first place! I must climb to the top of the building wood and pick the pearl. ”

Wang Tengfei's face was full of madness, drumming up spiritual power, and constantly moving forward under this huge spiritual pressure.

When he got up to leave the case and rushed towards Jianmu, he was already desperate!

"Ying Long's inheritance has been robbed! Obtaining the Tailing Sutra from the Backing Mountain Sect has also failed! Now ...... Even Chu Yuyan has hooked up with others! I have no way out!"

This king's last chance to take off!

Because of that series of failures, competing for the family's Daozi, Wang Tengfei lost to Wang Lihai! It is no longer possible for him to obtain the family's key cultivation!

Only by becoming the son-in-law of the Song family can he have the possibility of re-rising!

"Meng Hao, Chu Yuyan, Wang Lihai, you wait!"

Wang Tengfei gritted his teeth, took crazy steps, and approached Jianmu step by step.

Now...... Wang Tengfei suddenly surpassed everyone and became the first person to walk in the forefront!

The monks of the other sects also did not dare to lag behind.

Even the little fat man Li Fugui took a group of "junior disciples" and rushed all the way to Jianmu under spiritual pressure.

The only one who fell to the end was Meng Hao!

"What a rich aura!"

Meng Hao didn't care about the number one at all, and he didn't come to compete for the position of son-in-law of the Song family at all.

To the others, it was a huge spiritual pressure! but...... In Meng Hao's feelings, what kind of spiritual pressure is this? This is clearly an extremely abundant spiritual energy!

With every step, Meng Hao would stop, carefully and slowly absorb the extremely rich aura gathered around him.

Meng Hao was inhaling the aura unhurriedly, while the others were desperately moving forward.

An hour later, Wang Tengfei, who was walking in the forefront, was only more than ten zhang away from Jianmu.

Most of the other monks who followed him also arrived within 100 zhang. Only ...... Meng Hao is still outside the construction of thousands of feet.

"Huh, Brother Song, it turns out that you also have a time when you look away!"

"The shame of life" Wu Dingqiu, since he bought a fake, has been ridiculed by Song Laowei. Seeing this situation now, he hurriedly seized the opportunity and let out a sulk.

"Humph!"

Old Song snorted, his face was very ugly. As for the other infant monks, they were smiling.

"Could it be...... The ringing of the Zijin Bell before was a reminder to me, this guy is the worst? Instead, the bet was placed on him? Fortunately, there was only a bottle of Sifang Dan. ”

Old Song was secretly depressed in his heart.

"No, no, no!

The aura near Jianmu seemed to be of great benefit to Meng Hao's perfect foundation.

When Meng Hao absorbed the Jianmu Spiritual Qi, the Perfect Dao Platform in the sea of qi actually burst out with a huge suction force, as if it was going to sweep away all the Jianmu Spiritual Qi.

Meng Hao was afraid of making too much noise, so he pressed this suction. Right now...... I can't hold it anymore!

"Boom!"

As if the floodgates had been opened, the surrounding Jianmu aura gathered like a whirlpool.

At this moment, the spiritual pressure that shrouded Jianmu stirred wildly, turning the vicinity of Jianmu into a huge whirlpool place.

"Ah......h

All the people in front of them were pulled upside down by this whirling spirit and flew out. Even Wang Tengfei, who was only a stone's throw away from Jianmu, couldn't help but pull back.

Only Meng Hao, under the impetus of this spiritual power, was like an arrow from the string, and instantly pushed to the root of Jianmu.

"Huh?"

The instantaneous reversal made the people watching the light curtain in the cloud stunned one by one.

"Hahahaha! The old man's eyes are like candles! Old ghost Wu, the old man didn't look away!"

Old Song laughed loudly, extremely proud.