More than 1.5 million merits can not be at the bottom?!

When Shen Zhifeng heard this, his face suddenly turned pale. She completely abandoned Fang Cai's frustration and yelled, "What did you say?!"

On the quiet celebration platform, this roar is particularly obvious. Everyone's puzzled eyes were concentrated, including the three emperors on the stage.

Shen Zhifeng smiled at everyone in embarrassment, buried his head in the face, and then approached Bi Fu and glared: "You say, I am very likely to be at the bottom now?"

Bifu didn't speak, always feeling that he shouldn't hit her again.

Mo Dye Yuanjun on the side patted Shen Zhifeng's shoulder and comforted: "Actually, you don't have to be too depressed, it may be the penultimate anyway." ”

Whether it is the penultimate or not depends on the strength of the next few people, which really frustrates Shen Zhifeng. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, Emperor Yuxuan had already got the list.

He cleared his throat and said lightly, "Now read it from the countdown." The tenth to the last, the immortal of Jin Ci. After a pause, he added, "Three million and ten thousand merits." ”

The Jin Ci Immortals are stationed in the Spirit Consciousness Palace all the year round, and they don't have much opportunity to fulfill the prayers of mortals, so their merits are relatively small. But in this way, there are still more than three million merits, nearly three times that of Shen Zhifeng.

It's over......

Shen Zhifeng leaned on his seat and exhaled his soul smoke, as if he was about to face being thrown into Sendai.

She didn't know any of the immortals she was talking about next, but until she was ninth to the bottom, her merit still hadn't dropped to two million. She completely understands that the last place is herself, and there is no suspense.

Finally, when it was time for the excitement of reading the last name, Emperor Yuxuan stared at the name, seeming to be a little surprised. He subconsciously looked at Shen Zhifeng, and then lowered his head again to confirm the list in his hand.

Shen Zhifeng almost wanted to cry without tears, the former beautiful Peng Yu was a god, and under his own "efforts", he finally became a laughing stock!

After Emperor Yuxuan confirmed that the list was correct, he cleared his throat and said, "I think the person at the bottom this time may be in a hurry on weekdays, so the merit will only be more than one million. ”

After explaining so much, everyone seemed to understand something, and they all turned their heads to look at Shen Zhifeng.

If there was a crack in the ground, she wanted to get into it right away.

On the other hand, Xue Jue looked at Shen Zhifeng with some schadenfreude in his eyes, as if it was a pleasure to watch her make a fool of herself.

Shen Zhifeng secretly swore in his heart that as long as this merit evaluation was over, he would ask for his life to degrade the mortal, and never be this awkward god again!

Emperor Yuxuan finally stopped selling Guanzi, and read out very seriously: "The last place is the ...... of Pengyu Shangshen"

Everyone's mocking gaze came over, and some even laughed out loud on the spot.

Emperor Yuxuan continued: "The twelve flower gods under the command of the god of Pengyu are dewy wind. ”

Shen Zhifeng couldn't believe his ears and stood up suddenly.

Lu Feng in the crowd lowered his head and seemed to be sad. And the immortals were also shocked, and Lu Feng, who had always had a lot of merits, was at the bottom.

Bi Fu Shangshen dragged Shen Zhifeng back to his seat, and wondered: "What's the matter, didn't you say that you have more than one million merits?"

"I've even thought about resigning, why isn't it me?" Shen Zhifeng's eyes widened like copper bells.

She looked at Xue Jue and had an ominous premonition in her heart. She was afraid that in order to make her win, Xue Jue would specially reverse her merits with Lu Feng.

Emperor Yuxuan put aside the list of the bottom and took the list of the top ten. He frowned and turned his head to look at Xue Jue. Xue Jue was still expressionless, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

He sighed and said lightly, "Next is the list of the top ten." Because the first and second places are undoubtedly me and Emperor Qingling, we have chosen to withdraw from the selection today. ”

Shen Zhifeng was absent-minded and always felt uneasy. She looked at Lu Feng, and it was obvious that she was nervous, her head down, not knowing what she was thinking. The Shihua Fairy beside her said a few words, and she just nodded in response.

Intuition told Shen Zhifeng that she must have something to hide from everyone.

Emperor Yuxuan on the stage began to read out the top ten immortals of merit, and the ink-dyed Yuanjun, who was indisputable with the world on weekdays, entered the tenth place in merit because he was in charge of calligraphy and painting in the mortal world. He didn't care about the ranking, and slowly walked up to the stage with his paintbrush.

The imprisoned Li Luo Shangshen and the Danshu Shangshen have many believers in the mortal world, and their merits are ranked eighth and fourth respectively.

Bifu Shangshen, who has always been enthusiastic about helping mortals fulfill their prayers, won the second place, and threw off the third place Wenchang Xingjun with a good score of 39.11 million merits. He slowly got up from his seat and sat down again.

Shen Zhifeng was curious: "Why haven't you gone up yet?"

"I'm definitely about the same as the first place, so let's go up together. Bi Fu Shangshen said fan. He still has arrogance in his heart, and he is not convinced by anyone except God.

Shen Zhifeng secretly sighed in his heart, I'm afraid that only himself, the god, did not enter the top ten rankings.

Still thinking nonsense, Emperor Yuxuan was about to read out the first place.

During this time, Shen Zhifeng did not participate in the merit selection, and it is said that the first place every time is Bi Float God. Everyone expressed their curiosity about who could defeat the Bifu God except for the four gods.

There was a hint of contempt in the eyes of Bi Fu Shangshen, but he was also looking forward to the Jade Xuan Emperor reading it.

Emperor Yuxuan looked at the first place on the list for a moment, and then turned his head to look at Xue Jue with complicated eyes. He still didn't seem to be able to accept this result, so he leaned over to Xue Jue and whispered something.

Xue Jue shrugged his shoulders and shook his head seriously in denial.

Emperor Yuxuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then shook the list, and said loudly: "This merit calculation is very unexpected, and everyone never thought that there would be such a result. The first time that the god of Bifu was broken for several days in a row, it is not a coincidence if you think about it. ”

"I guess what kind of general it is, right?" Bi Fu put on the fan and said lightly.

Shen Zhifeng nodded, looking unconcerned. Anyway, as long as I am not in the bottom ten, I will be satisfied, and I will not look at those selections that are far away from me.

With more than 30 million merits, I am afraid that it will take me a few decades to catch up.

Emperor Yuxuan pinched the list tightly and read it out: "Congratulations to Peng Yu for being the god again, and the merits are 48.2 million." ”

"What?!" Shen Zhifeng jumped up from his seat as if he was being burned, and looked at Emperor Yuxuan with an extremely shocked gaze.

The surrounding immortals also looked at them with disbelief.

Bi Fu Shangshen and Mo Dye Yuanjun were even more shocked and speechless, after all, Shen Zhifeng had just said that his merits only added up to more than one million. In just three days, how could it be possible to go from more than one million to 4,820,000?!

Shen Zhifeng felt that he should be dreaming, and pinched his face fiercely.