The ninth-order is not a first-order star fighter, where is it so easy to get the exact probability. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, one thing is clear, at least one of them succeeded, otherwise the probability would have been 0%.

For Futu, maybe the ninth order is nothing at all, it can really create a few emperors, and all the ninth orders are worth it.

What's more, with the experience of "creating gods", the probability of cultivating the ninth order in the future and cultivating the emperor will only increase.

All in all, experimenting with all the Ninth Orders is not a big deal.

……

In the distance, Zhao Bang looked at Du Ze and sneered: "He is Dongfang Ze?" It looks like he's going to race too. ”

Tang Kongde nodded and said: "That's right, he is Dongfang Ze, Brother Bang must take care of him later." ”

Zhao Bang nodded and said, "Don't worry, there are no rules when you leave the main city, and I will kill him as soon as I have the opportunity." ”

……

Above the square, Fu Tu suddenly spoke: "Everyone, please be quiet. ”

The people in the audience below all stopped talking, and the audience was silent.

Futu's face was covered by a mask, and he couldn't see his face, and it was not clear what his expression was, only his voice could be heard.

However, no one would think that he was impersonating, because there were thirteen emperors behind him.

Besides, who dares to pretend to be the goddess, isn't that purely looking for death?

Fu Tu pointed to the young man next to him and said, "This young man's name is Qiao Fei, not long ago he was still a member of the ninth order, and he is a member of the fangs, I believe many people know him." ”

"However, now he is the Great Emperor, the fourteenth Great Emperor of our Bodhisattva Realm!"

Qiao Fei's face was cold and arrogant, and he glanced at everyone below lightly, and did not speak.

The nine steps below were all excited.

Is this the Emperor the one who is rumored to have taken a magic potion and broke through to the Emperor?

As long as you participate in this competition and break into the top three, you can drink the magic potion?

They didn't understand that as soon as the "God-making Project" was launched, those at the bottom of the ranking could drink the magic potion, but it was not necessarily a breakthrough to the Great Emperor, and the probability of death accounted for more than 98%.

Fu Tu continued: "I believe that I don't need to say more, everyone already knows very well, yes, this Qiao Fei took the magic potion and successfully broke through to the Great Emperor!" ”

"I gave it a name for this potion, and it's called Holy Liquid. Naturally, I hoped that all of the ninth order would be able to drink the holy liquid, but unfortunately there were only three parts of the holy liquid, so this competition was held. ”

"This is the biggest competition in the history of the Posa world, as long as you break into the top 20, you can enter the Fangs camp, and the top three can drink the holy liquid, everyone should work hard."

Fu Tu slowly narrated, but the ninth order below was already boiling.

"Futu this person, telling lies is really leaky, there are only three parts of holy liquid, which is enough to tempt everyone to fight hard. But in fact, I am afraid that there are many, otherwise how would the god-making plan be carried out? ”

"When these desperate ninth-order people learn about the god-making plan, I don't know how they will feel?"

Du Ze looked up at Futu and pondered in his heart.

He actually thought about spreading the god-making plan, but he still forgot about it.

Because there are not many people who believe in it, the prestige of "Lord Posa God" is not covered.

What's more, even if someone believes it, it will not help, once anyone wants to make trouble, they will definitely be wiped out by Futu.

Spreading this god-making plan does nothing good other than causing panic and putting oneself at risk of being discovered.

The harm outweighs the good, and it is still better not to spread.

Fu Tu continued to say aloud: "Next, you will be transported to a special scene in the world of Bosha, I will send a map to each of you, you only need to follow the map, from the starting point to the end point. ”

"The first to arrive is the first place, and so on. Once you return to the world halfway, you will be disqualified. ”

Everyone is an alien, so after breaking into the world of Bosa, you can come back at any time.

Therefore, there must be a rule that if you return to the world halfway, you will lose your qualifications, otherwise you will retreat when you encounter danger, and if you enter it again after a while, then the game will be meaningless.

Fu Tu suddenly glanced at Qiao Fei, the young man next to him, Qiao Fei nodded and landed.

Then he pressed one hand on the ground, and after a while, a light array with a diameter of several hundred meters suddenly lit up.

This is a teleportation array, which can be directly teleported to any of the Bhasa Realm scenes.

Fu Tu said: "All the contestants, enter the battle according to the order, and the game begins." ”

I can't help but say that a group of people teleported in, and then they were all teleported to a specific scene in the Bhasha Realm.

The entire central square suddenly became empty.

Fu Tu said to the fourteen emperors: "You closely monitor the situation in the arena, there must be no mistakes, and the ninth-order who does not participate in the competition will record the list and deal with it after the game." ”

"Yes!" The fourteen emperors, including Qiao Fei, were respectful and authentic.

Asking the Emperor to do things, in fact, there are very few such situations, the Emperor's time is extremely precious, and it is necessary to make full use of it to cultivate.

However, this so-called competition is absolutely crucial.

Even if it is to consume the time of the fourteen emperors, it is necessary to make this "god-making plan" properly.

"If you can create gods in large quantities......"

Futu teleported away, leaving only a muttered half-sentence.

If you can create gods in large quantities, then can a small planet survive?

Breaking into the teleportation array, everyone was teleported to a specific scene in the Posa Realm.

Then, everyone immediately took out the body in the dimensional space, causing consciousness to break into the body.

Although this scene is said to be derived from the world of Bhasa and is closely connected to the world of Bhasa, it is indeed the real world, and it must be used as an entity, otherwise it cannot be moved.

"Huh? This scene is a bit strange. ”

As soon as Du Ze broke in, he frowned slightly, at first glance it was just an ordinary grassland, but his keen perception ability made him realize that there was a powerful ability to suppress and control this area.

It seems that the whole area is confined to the scope.

In this case, in addition to the space itself, it is very likely that it is the power of the formation.

"Dongfang Ze, are you acting alone, or with us."

Ximen Lin said to Du Ze, he was followed by almost a hundred True Transmission disciples, and most of the Rose Pavilion Ninth Order participated.

Even if Ximen Lin understood the "God-making Plan", he could not make the disciples not participate, otherwise he would definitely be detected by Futu.

It was impossible to leave with these Ninth Order, because if so many people acted together, they would definitely be detected by Futu.

Therefore, Ximenlin simply didn't tell everyone about the god-making plan, so he could only participate in it.

Ximen Lin came in here, naturally, not to compete for the ranking of the competition, but to lead the disciples of the True Transmission to experience.

That's right, it's the final experience!

Du Ze swept Ximen Lin and the true disciples behind him and said:

"I'm acting alone, you have to be more careful, Futu definitely doesn't want hundreds or thousands of teams, there are no clear regulations on the surface, there will definitely be some substantive restrictions, so you have to separate."

Ximenlin nodded and said, "I know, let's go." ”

Du Ze nodded, said no more, and teleported away.

Ximenlin looked at Du Ze's disappearing back and sighed in his heart.

He understood the purpose of Du Ze's entry, but with only three months, could he break through to the Great Emperor?

He had to worry about what would happen in three months?

…… (To be continued.) )