Chapter 187: The number of powerful and mysterious luck!
Those who obtain four hundred Xuantian Tokens will be rewarded by the sect with medium-level spiritual-level warriors between the fourth and sixth levels, plus four hundred spiritual-level fourth- and sixth-level elixirs, spiritual crystals, and more.
There are two sets of defensive and offensive armors that the sect master personally refined, and he personally taught martial arts experience for seven days... As for the first place, as we all know, that is to get all the tokens in Daluo's destiny, not one less, and
Promoted directly from inner sect disciples to core disciples, enjoying all the rights, resources and training of core disciples in the sect... However, it is not that easy to obtain these five hundred tokens.
Excluding the various sneak attacks and confrontations between the disciples, as well as the various remaining disasters inside, the ferocious beasts, especially the most difficult to obtain token, need to pass the ultimate test."
The old man in gray robe explained for a while above, and the disciples below who had not known the rules of Da Luo's destiny were all secretly clicking their tongues.
There are only five quotas for the five hundred Xuantian Tokens. Each quota has twice as many Xuantian Tokens as the next one, and no one can be missing. For example, if you get ninety-nine tokens, there is no one missing.
Got it, sorry, you still failed.
Moreover, there are five to six thousand people participating in the competition. If you want to divide these five hundred tokens, the chance is pitifully small, let alone getting all the tokens. In the hearts of most disciples, this is more uncomfortable than going to heaven. It is simply impossible.
something that can be accomplished.
"No wonder for hundreds of years, no disciple has been promoted to the core disciples through Daluo Tianming. There are almost no second or third disciples, let alone the first place. It is indeed cruel!"
Ye Feng was also filled with emotions.
If he didn't get any shocking adventure, then he would still be unable to complete this rule. But without any if, with his current strength, he is completely confident that he can get all the tokens inside, even the last one that is the most difficult to get.
Token.
He wanted to see how rare that token was.
"Okay, I have explained everything that needs to be explained one by one. I will add one last thing, which is a matter of time. From the time you enter, the competition time is forty-nine days. Once the time is up, no matter how many tokens you get, the competition will be over.
All will be terminated, and you will all be sent out automatically. I hope you can seize every second. Now I announce that the competition has officially begun!"
Finally, after the old man's explanation, the match between Daluo Tianming officially kicked off.
Rumble.
I saw, at the moment when the old man finished speaking.
High in the sky in the center of the square, a huge roar suddenly sounded.
At this time, everyone saw four phantoms of old men appearing silently in the void above their heads.
They sat cross-legged in the void, each representing a direction, with their eyes slightly closed, and a series of magic seals were made in their hands. In just three or four breaths, a huge golden portal suddenly rose in the void at the center of them.
Thousands of golden lights filled the sky, like a golden-armored war god descending and splashing divine light.
The next moment, with a bang, the door opened, and all the contestants flew up one by one and entered.
...At this time, in the center of Xuantian Sect, in the huge golden mountain peak, Nie Wuya was standing on the top of the peak, his eyes were deep and introverted, with sadness, melancholy, thinking, and a touch of sadness, looking into the distance.
I was in a void, not knowing what I was thinking.
Around him, air currents surged, lightning and thunder, and space-time storms were constantly tearing apart and destroying everything.
However, the strange thing is that as Nie Wuya stood there, there was an invisible force all over his body. Those terrifying natural forces descended on him and were unable to shake them. They all shattered within a hundred meters around him.
"metropolitan!"
Behind Nie Wuya, the space suddenly distorted, and a figure walked out of it.
It is none other than the core elder, Tian Henzi.
"The Great Luo Destiny has been opened, and all the disciples who have qualified for the competition have entered it. Sect Master, this Great Luo Destiny will probably be the last one held by the sect!"
Tian Henzi looked solemn and sighed deeply.
"Yes, this is the last time..." Nie Wuya's voice was hoarse, with a deep sense of weakness: "My sect seems to be prospering day by day, but in fact it has reached the edge of collapse and destruction. It has never appeared again in hundreds of years.
A peerless genius is nearing his end, and the war is about to come..." At this moment, his back suddenly looked ten years older.
"Is there really nothing we can do about it?"
Tian Henzi was quite unwilling to do so. After working hard all his life, he, Nie Wuya and the others founded the Xuantian Sect, but before they could carry it forward and spread it far and wide overseas, they were now met with disaster.
"have no idea."
Nie Wuya just mentioned these three things, but... his face changed slightly, as if he remembered something, and an imperceptible glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "My sect's Qi is getting lower and lower, and the bloody disaster has already begun.
But not long ago, a powerful number of luck suddenly appeared in my sect!"
"The number of luck?"
Tian Henzi's expression changed and he said.
"That's right, this luck actually makes the sect's secret treasure that we have been guarding tremble. It seems that it has changed the energy of my sect in some mysterious way. Even the bloody disaster is showing signs of dissipating..." "There are other things like this!
"
Tian Henzi's body trembled faintly: "My sect actually has such a powerful fortune, even the sect's secret treasure is trembling, how is this possible!!"
You must know that the secret treasure of the sect is an existence that Xuantian Sect has always guarded. This kind of existence is too mysterious, ancient, and vast. But now, Xuantian Sect's sudden appearance of luck can actually make the secret treasure of the sect tremble. It is conceivable that
Know the power of luck.
"Okay, okay... I thought that the sect's disaster could be avoided. Who would have thought that a powerful lucky number would appear at this time? Sect Master, if this happens, our sect may be able to turn the crisis around. Therefore,
Be saved.”
Tian Henzi thought so.
"It's not that easy!"
Nie Wuya smiled bitterly, neither denying nor affirming, but his face became slightly solemn, and he said: "Although the numbers of luck are powerful, they are also too ethereal. I used the divination numbers to capture this.
Not only was he unable to capture the source of his luck, but he was counterattacked by a mysterious force, almost damaging his Taoist foundation..." "What, the sect master was counterattacked by a mysterious force, are you okay, sect master!"