Stomp –

On a seemingly endless mottled vicissitudes of life, the sound of footsteps echoed.

Zhang Jing walked forward step by step.

There was darkness and nothingness all around.

Quiescence! Repression!

However, there was not the slightest discoloration on his face, and there was calm in his eyes.

……

I don't know how long I walked.

Not far ahead.

A faint light suddenly came into view.

"Is it finally here?"

Zhang Jing's originally plain gaze couldn't help but flicker slightly at this moment.

Take a deep breath.

Then I saw him walking straight towards the glimmer of light without hurrying.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

"It takes 100,000 luck to enter the Secret Realm of Jiaoyun, do you want to pay for it?"

A message flashed through my heart inexplicably.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but turn his head and look at the end of the road under his feet.

There stood a heavy stone gate.

The stone door was tightly closed, revealing a hint of indestructible qi.

Then he shifted his gaze back to him.

A fist-sized ball of pure white light suspended in the air, exuding a warm glow. is obviously close at hand, but it gives Zhang Jing a strange feeling of infinite distance.

Slowly retract your gaze.

"Buy!"

Zhang Jing responded without thinking.

As the sound fell.

Wisps of brilliant brilliance instantly escaped from him, and quickly merged into the pure white ball of light.

"What does the power of luck actually look like?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes.

His gaze unconsciously followed the brilliance of luck and fell on the ball of light again.

Boom –

The roar of the stormy waves sounded faintly in my ears.

Zhang Jing's line of sight.

However, the fist-sized ball of light suddenly began to grow rapidly.

In an instant, it turned into a vast incandescent star, and the surface was covered by an endless, violent sea.

[Luck: 1331,798 million]

A line of small words appeared in front of him.

And the numbers on it are still jumping upwards at an extremely exaggerated speed.

Every breath, every moment, is hundreds of millions of luck.

"That's what it should be...... The total amount of luck rewards for this Cloud Secret Realm. ”

Zhang Jing guessed.

A touch of amazement unconsciously appeared on his face.

Zhang Jing, who was used to being poor before, has never seen such a huge amount of luck.

Come back to your senses.

The heavy stone gate at the end of the road has opened unconsciously.

……

And at the moment.

There were millions of Foundation Building Realm cultivators making movements like Zhang Jing, their minds struggling to break free from the majestic sea of luck on that blazing white star.

The sound of heavy breathing echoed faintly.

There was a flash of fire in his eyes.

The next moment.

Countless footsteps stepped out in unison, walking firmly towards the open stone gate at the end of the road.

……

Beyond the Secret Realm.

Another stone gate that looked even bigger quietly appeared.

Through the stone door.

I could faintly see the scene in the secret realm of the clouds, which were strange islands suspended in the sky, and even two distinct and unrelated spaces.

The moment this stone gate appeared.

Figures who seemed to have been waiting for a long time walked up quickly.

There seemed to be fluctuations of different cultivation on his body.

The Qi Refining Realm, the Foundation Building Realm, the Jindan Realm and even the Law Phase Realm were surprisingly harmonious at this moment.

……

"Oh my God! This time, it took three hundred qi luck to enter the secret realm to watch the battle, wasn't it all two hundred and fifty qi luck before? ”

In front of the stone gate.

A man shouted.

The movement under his feet suddenly stopped, and there was a hint of hesitation and pain on his face.

It seems that there are fifty more luck, as if he wants his life.

The next moment.

"Front, if you want to go in, hurry in, if you are not willing to get out of the way, what are you doing there?"

"With just three hundred luck, you can observe the methods of these top geniuses, and even see the demons in the Seven Great Macs Inheritance take action, isn't it worth it?"

"If you don't want to enter, get out of the way quickly, if you delay any longer, can you still enter this Jiaoyun Secret Realm today?"

The people behind were either persuading or urging impatiently.

When the man heard this, his heart immediately turned sideways, he gritted his teeth and paid three hundred luck, and his figure disappeared into the secret realm in an instant.

And in the distance above the attic.

You Yuanming stood beside his senior brother, looked at the crowd with dull eyes, and said with a stammered voice:

"Senior brother, are these all going to the secret realm to observe? There are probably too many people. ”

And this is still in his lifetime.

It was the first time I had seen so many monks.

Hear the words.

The senior brother smiled heartily and explained:

"Haha, junior brother, after all, the Seven Heavenly Realms are vast and boundless, and the large and small forces of the human race, the immortal race, plus the scattered cultivation, I don't know how many trillions there are."

"These are just a drop in the ocean."

"And what you see today, most of them are monks from the vicinity of Jiaoyun Immortal City, and the remaining few are from the distant places of the Dongzhen Huamiao Heavenly Realm. As for those who spent a huge amount of luck to come from other heavenly realms in the Void Treasure Boat, there were very few. ”

"Shall we squeeze in a moment?"

You Yuanming asked in surprise.

"No, our Taiyi Infinite Dao Gate has a special area in the secret realm. At that time, you and I can just enter directly, and there is no need to be so crowded. ”

Senior brother comforted.

"That's good!"

You Yuanming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

……

The other side.

Walk through the heavy stone gate.

Zhang Jing found himself on a vast field, with bare yellow-brown earth beneath his feet, stretching as far as the eye could see.

He subconsciously looked in all directions.

A large number of figures immediately came into view.

Male or female, old or young, tall, short, fat and thin, all different.

Time passes slowly.

The number of people around Zhang Jing continued to increase.

The endless wilderness beneath our feet suddenly began to become a little crowded, and the noise was incessant.

A fiery atmosphere quietly spread.

Even the air seemed to be ignited.

It seems to have sensed something.

Zhang Jing, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, slowly opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there are dense monks, and the breath on their bodies is either as hot as fire or as deep as an abyss, and there are strong people and weak people.

"Interesting!"

Zhang Jing's eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of excitement flashed in his heart.

So many people.

There must be a lot of geniuses in it.

But at this moment.

The clear sky darkened suddenly.

Suddenly.

Millions of eyes looked at the sky in unison.

I saw a giant human face covering almost half of the sky slowly emerging, and the eyes that shimmered with golden brilliance turned flexibly, casting a scrutinizing gaze on the ground.

Situ.

I felt a large, cold gaze scanning over my body little by little.

Zhang Jing's body suddenly stiffened.

However, there was no trace of discoloration on his face.

The next moment, his gaze slowly moved away.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"What a terrifying gaze, this is the spirit of the Proud Cloud Secret Realm?"

He instantly recalled the information he had seen about the Proud Cloud Secret Realm before, and thought of it with certainty in his heart.

Not much.

"Everyone, welcome to the Secret Realm of the Clouds."

The Sky Giant said with a blank face.

There was silence below.

Zhang Jing also didn't make a sound, just listened quietly.

He knew that what the other party was going to say next was the highlight of this time.

Sure enough.

The next moment.

The giant face spoke slowly, but this time there was a faint hint of excitement in his voice.

"The number of participants in this battle for the foundation building ranking of the Proud Cloud Secret Realm is ...... Thirty eight million five thousand three hundred forty-three! ”

"Therefore, the total amount of rewards this time is 3.8 trillion luck!"

The moment the voice fell.

The air froze for a moment.

Then.

Boom –

The fields below suddenly began to boil.

Exclamations, shouts of excitement, heavy breathing...... All kinds of sounds are intertwined, as if to make people's blood and blood begin to burn.

Zhang Jing's eyes also flashed with excitement and determination.

3.8 trillion luck!

How much can the first place in the foundation be divided?

Astronomical!

"Let's start with the rules and rewards of the first round."

The grand voice resounded through the heavens and the earth again.

Everyone below fell silent in an instant, and their eyes burned to look at the giant face in the sky.

"In the first round, up to 129,800 winners will be contested from among the 38 million people."

"Those who pass can get 20 million luck rewards and participate in the next round of competition; Those who are eliminated will leave the secret realm of the clouds. ”

Between words.

Huge phantoms suddenly appeared in the sky.

The phantom slowly solidified, turning into a huge land with a radius of nine thousand miles, floating quietly above the clouds.

"One hundred arenas, numbered one to one hundred."

"There are 380,000 people in each arena, of which there are 1,296 Flame Decrees. Thirty days later, the one with the Blaze Cloud Decree wins, and the rest are eliminated. ”

"The first round will start in three hours, so get ready."

Let's talk about it.

The giant human face that covered the sky slowly disappeared.

Zhang Jing stood in place, his face revealing a trace of confusion.

The other party said that the first round was about to start, but ...... What's next?

He couldn't help but look at the hundred magnificent arenas in the sky that looked like a continent, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

And yet the next moment.

A scarlet number slowly appeared in front of Zhang Jing's eyes.

Twenty-nine!

He was stunned.