These are the Three Hundred Immortal Lords trained by Wanhua Immortal Lord and brought back from the wilderness by Han Muye.
They will follow Han Muye and participate in this grand gathering.
They were born in the wilderness, and after coming out, according to their age in the world of cultivation, each one of them is qualified to participate in the Hengsheng Meeting.
This time, they came to the Hengsheng Meeting as cultivators of the Tonghe Immortal Realm.
Tonghe Immortal World, who knows how many people there are in this Immortal World now?
Just a moment later, Huang Zhihu, who was wearing light yellow armor, and Jin Huo, who was wearing fiery red armor. Lin Shen and others, who were carrying big swords, also arrived quietly.
This time in Wanhua City, more than 3,000 people came to the Hengsheng Meeting.
According to the rules of the Hengsheng Conference, each force can only participate in a maximum of 500 people. The people from Wanhua City were divided into ten groups, and they were named under the names of other extinct immortal worlds.
In fact, there are quite a few people who join the Ding Sheng Gui through such means.
Some people have special identities, some have special backgrounds, and some do not want to be involved with other immortal worlds, so they will use this method to participate in the Hesheng Meeting.
There are even many people in the divine world who use this method to participate.
The Zhoutian Divine Realm is known as the Ten Thousand Realms, and except for some major sects, many forces are having a hard time.
According to what Han Muye knew, Xuanjia Sect had arranged for people to attend the Hengsheng Meeting this time, preparing to make a desperate move.
According to the old rules, all people under Han Muye's command had their identities marked.
A golden golden crow divine flame can not only cleanse the soul, but also sharpen the body and serve as a mark of each other's identity.
In the subsequent heyday meeting, only the divine flames will be recognized.
After leaving the small courtyard, Han Muye went to another small courtyard.
Back in the Great Wilderness Realm, Yang Dingtian of the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect of the Scarlet Sky Immortal Realm did not return, but Yang Dingtian gave the Tianyang Sword that he had successfully refined to Han Muye, and asked Han Muye to bring it to the people of the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect.
This sword is a supreme treasure.
"A person from the Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm?" In front of a courtyard, the guarding immortal cultivator glanced at Han Muye with a cold look on his face.
"Is your Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm a lower-grade immortal world?"
"Want to form an alliance with me, the Scarlet Heaven Immortal Realm?"
"Are you qualified enough?"
There are more than 30,000 immortal worlds, and one of the most powerful ones has more than 500 immortal kings and numerous sects.
That world is a superior immortal world, and there is almost no shortage of support from powerful immortals.
In the divine world, there are also various relationships.
In the entire immortal world, there are only a hundred such worlds.
Others with more than 100 immortal kings and less than 300 belong to the medium immortal realm, with about a thousand.
The rest belong to the lower fairyland.
Of course, there are also differences between the lower immortal worlds.
A fairy world with hundreds of immortal kings is naturally strong.
If there are not even fifty, then it is the lowest level of immortality.
The original Tonghe Immortal Realm was like this.
Before, there were not fifty Immortal Lords in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.
"I want to see Yang Chilin." Han Muye frowned and shouted softly.
There was a hint of spiritual vibration in his voice, and with the power of the Yuan Shen Sword, a single word made the Daluo Realm cultivator guarding the entrance stunned, and slowly walked into the courtyard.
After a few breaths, several figures rushed out of the courtyard, their bodies glowing with fairy light.
"Which fellow Taoist from the Immortal Realm is joking with me from the Chitian Immortal Realm?"
"I'm not timid. I wonder if such a provocation would lead to enmity in the prime of life?"
These people who spoke out were obviously in the realm of Immortal Lords, and the Immortal Light on each of them was extremely rich.
A young man wearing a white robe with a thin face looked at Han Muye, cupped his hands and said, "I am Yang Chiphosphorus."
Yang Chiluo, the son of Yang Dingtian, the young master of the Red Flame Sword Sect.
His cultivation level is not weak, and he is also at the peak of Da Luo.
But since Yang Dingtian and the others did not return to participate in the Hesheng Meeting, the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect's position in the Scarlet Sky Immortal World has become awkward.
Yang Chiphos, in particular, had no choice but to bite the bullet and attend the Hengsheng Meeting.
"Someone asked me to give this thing to you." Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden light rushed into Yang Chilian's eyebrows.
Before the others could stop him, the golden light had disappeared.
"who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"Bold and mysterious."
Several Immortal Lords shouted angrily, but due to the rules of Wutian Continent, they did not dare to take action.
Confusion flashed across Yang Chiphos' face, and then his eyes widened.
"You and I--"
He suppressed his trembling and stared at Han Muye.
"My name is Han Muye, and I come from the Rain-covering Fairyland." After Han Muye finished speaking, he turned and left.
"The Rain-covering Fairyland, hum."
"Red Phosphorus, what's going on?"
"What is the origin of this person?"
In front of the courtyard, someone asked Yang Chiluo, and someone looked at Han Muye's leaving figure with curiosity on their faces.
Yang Chiluo shook his head, turned around and walked into the courtyard to his quiet room.
"Hmph, it was still when Yang Dingtian dominated the Chitian Immortal Realm." Seeing that Yang Chilian remained silent, someone murmured in displeasure.
"Stop talking, the Red Flame Sword Sect is not coming alone this time, Yang Chilu." Someone quickly stopped.
"So what, without him, Yang Dingtian, would the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect still be the largest sect in the Scarlet Sky Immortal Realm?" The person who spoke had a sneer on his face.
The others looked at each other and dispersed.
Yang Chiluo returned to the quiet room and was trembling all over.
In his divine treasure, a golden long sword shines.
Blossoming golden Golden Crow divine flames float.
These things don't require much effort on his part to refine.
A series of messages have already been passed on.
The long sword is the Tianyang Sword that his father Yang Dingtian made by gathering the power of one realm.
This sword is a treasure, and now it has been directly refined into his body.
The vigorous power of the sun transmitted from the sword body penetrated his meridians, and with just one surge, it enveloped all the divinity and the power of heaven and earth around him.
"boom--"
With a soft sound, his cultivation level directly entered the realm of the Immortal Lord!
The sword vibrated and turned slightly, suppressing his cultivation.
The power that had just been broken through was slowly digested, and there was no possibility of any restlessness.
This shows that this sword is so powerful that it can completely crush an immortal king.
With this sword, he can directly kill the peak immortal king!
Yang Chiphosphorus' eyes revealed endless golden light.
"Tian Yang Sword, father..."
There is a message from Yang Dingtian in the long sword.
Yang Dingtian did not say why he did not return. He only said that he was practicing in a very important place and would return one day in the future.
He also told him that Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Muye was a very powerful person, and if anything happened, he would seek protection from Han Muye.
Although he didn't know why his father said that an immortal king born in the lower immortal world was very powerful, Yang Chiluo did not doubt his father's words.
No one in the entire Scarlet Heaven Immortal World dares to look directly at Yang Dingtian's name.
What's more, my father actually trusted Yunlan Sword Immortal and even gave him the Tianyang Sword as a gift.
The Yunlan Sword Immortal has no greed for such a treasure.
He is indeed a character.
"The Rain-covering Immortal Realm, Yunlan Sword Immortal." He whispered softly, and the fairy light around Yang Chiphosphorus burst out again.
…
When Han Muye returned to the courtyard of Fuyuxianjie, he happened to see several immortal cultivators in different clothes leaving with long smiles.
When he walked to the door, Shu Ming, Jianxian and others all looked indignant.
"These guys were instigated by the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm and came to declare a challenge." Sword Immortal Shu Ming said in a low voice.
Although Zhaoyang Immortal Realm is also an inferior immortal realm, it is the strongest among them, with hundreds of Immortal Lords.
In this fairy world, some people want to curry favor.
Those people from other immortal realms who came just now are trying to curry favor with Zhaoyang Immortal Realm and want to cause trouble for Fuyu Immortal Realm in Dingshengzhihui.
Just now, they threatened the people in the Yuxian Realm and asked them to withdraw from the Hengsheng Meeting.
In front of the small courtyard, everyone was indignant. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't take action here, there would have been a fight at worst.
"Forget it, don't worry about this, prepare well and get familiar with the armor you are wearing."
Han Muye waved his hands and walked straight back to his quiet room.
The others looked at each other, hurriedly turned back to practice, and quickly refined their armor.
They all have armor of the same level as the Golden Crow Armor, and their defensive power is strong.
This was given to them by Han Muye so that they could strive for a better ranking in the Hengsheng Conference.
With this suit of armor, their combat power would at least double.
In the next few days, Han Muye did not leave the quiet room.
He refines his physical body every day and condenses his sword spirit.
Amidst the chirping of golden birds, Han Muye's control over the power of rules became stronger and stronger.
"What a madman..."
This is what the golden bird says the most.
Every day, Han Muye's strength increased rapidly.
A month later, Han Muye walked out of the quiet room.
In the small courtyard, Taoist Su Yu, who was sitting in front of the stone table, looked at him with a somewhat cold expression.
"There are only fifty-six days before the Grand Meeting begins. Do you know how many enemies you have this time?" Taoist Su Yu looked at Han Muye, "At least three hundred immortal realms will challenge you."
"In your situation, do you still have a chance of winning?"
Taoist Su Yu shook his head.
Three Hundred Immortals Challenge Yourself?
After receiving a jade slip handed over by Taoist Su Yu, Han Muye's expression remained unchanged.
What is recorded in this jade slip is the ranking of the strengths of the various immortal worlds.
Of course, this is all on the surface.
The hidden power of Wanhua City is completely unknown to outsiders.
One hundred superior immortal realms, each family has at least ten immortal kings.
There are three of them, with twenty Immortal Lords sitting in charge, including the most powerful among the Immortal Lords.
There are seven or eight immortal kings in each of the thousand medium-sized immortal realms.
This kind of strength is indeed not comparable to that of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm in the past.
Let’s take a look at the comparison of the strengths of the various parties in the fairy world. There are some records later.
For example, about the odds of betting, etc.
Han Muye looked back and saw that Rainfall Fairyland had entered the top ten, and the odds were 30,000 to one.
Of course, this number is the highest odds for many unknown immortals.
In fact, only they themselves will pay attention to their own odds. Who outsiders will pay attention to such low-ranking data?
"Are you interested in placing a small bet, fellow Taoist Yunlan?" Taoist Su Yu looked at Han Muye and said with a smile: "Those in the upper-class immortal world, there are still a few who have a good chance of breaking into the top ten, and all parties are very optimistic about them.
"
Han Muye saw that several names were marked on the jade slips.
Chongtian Immortal Realm, Zhuzi Immortal Lord, the tenth in the Hengsheng Meeting, the odds are 1.8 to 1, the ninth, the odds are 3 to 1...the first, the odds are 300 to 1.
This Zhuzi Immortal Lord is at the peak of his cultivation as an Immortal Lord. He holds a top-grade Immortal Treasure Bagua Mirror in his hand. It is said that he is a strong man who wants to attack the Immortal Lord.
The Chongtian Immortal Realm is also a superior immortal realm.
But as for whether this person can become the strongest person in the heyday, the forces setting up gambling games are not very optimistic.
Three hundred for one loss is not a small amount.
In the Ten Thousand Immortal Realm, Immortal Lord Yunshu, the tenth in the Hengsheng Meeting, the odds are two to one, the ninth, the odds are five to one... The first, the odds are nine hundred.
The same high-grade immortal world, the same peak immortal king, but the immortal treasure in his hand is slightly inferior.
Through spiritual exploration, the names of powerful immortal kings appeared one after another, followed by their respective odds.
Han Muye discovered that no matter who it was, the odds of winning the first place were extremely high.
Very crazy.
In this way, it is very exciting.
And his own odds, entering the top ten, directly reached an astonishing 130,000 to one.
Interestingly enough, he has no odds of finishing in the top nine.
How much do you look down on him, Han Muye?
"Fellow Daoist Yunlan, look at these top ten, they are basically guaranteed to make money without losing money."
"My fellow Taoist has already become an Immortal Lord. If he can get into the top ten and bet on himself, he might be able to make a lot of money."
Taoist Suyu encouraged me from one side.
He knew that Han Muye must have some wealth, otherwise he wouldn't have given him two hundred divine crystals as a gift.
But these days, he has also seen the strength of Fuyuxianjie, and the information gathered from all parties is even more disappointing.
There is absolutely no possibility of entering the top 10,000 in the Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm.
If he couldn't get into the top 10,000, he couldn't even get the most basic reward of 300 divine crystals.
This is also the reason why he has no enthusiasm for the people in the Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm.
Han Muye is caught now because he wants Han Muye to place a bet.
The deacon disciples like them can have a maximum commission of no more than a thousand divine crystals. If Han Muye can put more pressure on him, he can make some money.
"Okay, then I'll bet."
Han Muye turned to look at Taoist Su Yu and hesitated: "Can I only press the divine crystal?"
Upon hearing his words, Taoist Su Yu, whose eyes were already brightening, laughed, waved his hands and said, "If it is just for pressing the divine crystal, how big would this plate be?"
He spread his palms and said loudly: "Not just divine crystals, but anything that can be converted into divine crystals, fairy stones, fairy treasures, spiritual materials, and elixirs, you can bet on them."
Looking at Han Muye, Taoist Su Yu said with a bit of mystery and pride: "Don't worry, the bets of the Dingsheng Club are all made through a mysterious formation. Outsiders will never know how much you bet or who you bet on."
Mysterious formation?
Han Muye instantly thought of Changtian Pavilion behind Immortal Burial City.
really.
Taoist Su Yu took him to a magnificent and vast hall, and curtains of light appeared in front of him.
On the light screen are the odds of all the immortal worlds and the powerful people participating in the Summit.
Later, there are betting data for each person.
Most people have zero bets on them.
The vast majority of the bets are concentrated on dozens of people with monstrous cultivation and combat prowess who have long been famous.
The largest number of people among them had hundreds of thousands of divine crystals in custody.
This is clearly the same trading hall as the Immortal Burial City.
It's just that this trading floor has turned into a gambling den.
"Fellow Daoist Su Yu, these first few have at least 100,000 divine crystals on their bodies. If they fall or are defeated, wouldn't they be in vain?" Han Muye asked aloud.
The person who set up this gambling game probably wants to calculate the odds, and for those who have high stakes, they will probably do their best to suppress the conspiracy.
Don't say that Shenyuan Tiangong is a major Taoist sect and a famous and upright sect.
Where can there be any righteousness in the world of spiritual practice?
"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are really witty." Taoist Su Yu chuckled.
He looked around and then said: "You can bet on others or yourself."
"Those strong people will bet all their wealth on themselves."
Even if you know that the more bets you carry, the more you will be plotted, but as a strong man, how can you go far without the will to win?
Han Muye nodded, with a hint of fighting spirit on his body.
"That's right. If you don't have the will to win, why come to the heyday?"
Really betting on yourself?
Seeing Han Muye walk into the light curtain and disappear, Taoist Su Yu showed a trace of curiosity on his face.
He encouraged Han Muye to beat him because the higher the stakes on Han Muye, the more he would get.
Although the upper limit could not exceed one thousand, he never thought he could have one thousand divine crystals.
In order to draw a thousand divine crystals, Han Muye must have at least a hundred thousand divine crystals in his bet.
It is impossible for Han Muye to have such a net worth, and if he was not stupid, he would have placed his bet on the strongest ones.
If you really bet on yourself, you are giving away your possessions.
With the cultivation and combat power of Fuyuxianjie and Han Muye, it is impossible to reach the top ten, let alone the top one thousand, or the top ten thousand.
Everything in the world of spiritual practice depends on strength, not luck.
This bet is said to be a gamble, but in fact it has been carefully calculated.
No one can really make a fortune in this gambling game.
Each of the previous heyday conferences produced a few people who became extremely rich, but in fact many more people went bankrupt.
"Whatever, if he bets more on himself, I can get more divine crystals."
With a murmur, he turned his gaze to the light screen in front of him.
He raised his hand and moved it a few times, staring at Han Muye's name that appeared in front of him.
Just a moment later, he saw an additional number on Han Muye's name.
one.
A divine crystal.
Just bet one?
Taoist Suyu curled his lips.
I was hoping to get some commission.
A divine crystal, divide it yourself.
Seeing that divine crystal, Taoist Su Yu was slightly startled.
The divine crystal that Han Muye bet on turned out to be number one in the Hesheng Conference.
In an instant, he saw a proportion that had never appeared before.
One million in compensation.
Obviously, this number is the highest number for ordinary people.
In fact, from Taoist Su Yu's point of view, not to mention the bottom 10,000 immortals in the immortal world, even those powerful immortal kings in the middle-level immortal world have zero chance of winning the first place in the Hengsheng Conference.
Some of the chaotic battles in the front may be due to luck, but every battle in the following battles is real.
Only the truly strong can become the top one thousand.
In fact, every one of the top 100 strong men has the fighting power to escape from the Immortal Lord.
The top ten already have the power to challenge the Immortal Lord.
The top three in every peak competition are all capable of fighting against the Immortal Lord.
It's not that there are no hidden strong men who can fight to the end, but without enough foundation, it's impossible to win.
Only those in the upper-level immortal world, or the powerful ones hidden in the divine world, will have sufficient qualifications and strength.
Shenyuan Tiangong, who presided over the gambling game, and several other large sects, could not have no back-ups.
In the past, those who had high odds and made large bets did not make it to the end alive.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, the light curtain in front suddenly shook.
In an instant, the light curtain in the entire hall turned into black.
Dark curtain?
Taoist Su Yu had a look of confusion on his face.
This grand hall in Wutianzhou has been the place where the most prosperous meetings have been held for countless years, and there has never been any problem.
What happened this time?
In fact, he didn't know that at this moment, those who were more anxious than him were those in the Divine Source Heavenly Palace who were far away in the Zhoutian Divine Realm.
The people monitoring Wutianzhou discovered that there was chaos in the large array of betting and monitoring.
Afterwards, a message came.
The bet on the array exceeds the limit.
Betting beyond the limit?
Then they discovered what the problem was.
In the grand meeting, a contestant ranked after more than 80,000 people was directly bet 100 million divine crystals.
Bet 100 million divine crystals on first place. According to the odds, the compensation is 100 billion divine crystals.
There are not so many divine crystals in Wutianzhou.
Not to mention Wu Tianzhou, even the entire God Realm and all the sects combined do not have so many divine crystals.
Divine Crystal is a consumable, and it takes time to condense.
No sect would put so many divine crystals in the warehouse.
The message was fed back to the person in charge of Shenyuan Tiangong.
For a moment, everyone was at a loss.
The screen went black, and Wutianzhou's surveillance was out of control.
If you wait too long, big trouble will occur.
After several elders from Shenyuan Tiangong discussed it, they asked the palace owner for his opinion.
In the end, Shenyuan Tiangong and the other three major sects directly took out 300 billion divine crystals, treasures worth 20 trillion divine crystals, and Wu Tianzhou as collateral to penetrate into the formation.
Half an hour later, the formation roared back to life, and the light curtain trembled wildly.
"Okay..." The elders of Shenyuan Tiangong who were monitoring the formation breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hmph, Han Muye of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, one hundred million divine crystals." The master of Shenyuan Tiangong in black robe snorted coldly.
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"Let Chu Zhentian and Xiang Liuyun from my Tiangong go to the Shengsheng Meeting." The Palace Master of Shenyuan Tiangong said in a low voice.
Upon hearing his words, all the elders were slightly startled.
"Palace Master, Chu Zhentian and Xiang Liuyun are all preparing to go to the battlefield in the God Realm. I'm afraid they don't want to go to the Hengsheng Meeting." An old man with a white beard said softly.
"Yes, they are already at the Immortal Realm, so there is no point in attending the Heyday Meeting." Another elder also spoke.
It would be extremely damaging to your reputation to let the Immortal Lord attend a grand meeting and be known to others.
The Immortal Lord has the pride of the Immortal Lord.
"Aren't you going?" The master of the Tiangong Palace had a cold look in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Not only the two of them are going, but the three major sects are also going to send the Immortal Realm."
"We have suppressed hundreds of billions of people, even Wutianzhou has been suppressed."
He said bitterly: "If it weren't for the fact that the rules of this formation cannot be changed, I would have changed them long ago."
"Every time someone tries to take advantage of something."
His words made everyone else freeze.
Indeed, the amount is too huge.
"Then, kill this Han Muye directly?" an old man said.
"Of course, reveal all his information and let all the people in the immortal world surround him."
"Open a secret game, and there is a reward of 100 million divine crystals."
The Lord of the Tiangong Palace gritted his teeth and revealed a fierce light in his eyes.
"I don't want anything I earned from him."
Originally, a prosperous meeting hosted a gambling game, and Shenyuan Tiangong and several other major sects could benefit from billions of divine crystals.
But this time it's better, we have to cover all our family assets first.
These damn gambling rules cannot be changed.
If they lose this round, Shenyuan Tiangong will really want to sell the iron.
"Publish the mission."
"I want to see Han Muye die first!"
The Lord of Tiangong gritted his teeth and roared.
At this time, the entire Wutian Continent has been turned upside down!
Above the golden light curtain, the three characters Han Muye shine brightly.
The bet of 100 million divine crystals directly pushed Han Muye to the top of the championship list, surpassing everyone and leaving the second place a million miles behind!