My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 325 Everyone, let's start fighting!

"I don't think you are very interested? How about..."

Zhao Lang paused, and said calmly in front of everyone.

"The winner of the competition is determined by the number of times he defends the ring. The person who defends the most rings wins. No matter whether it is the last one or not, the one who dares to challenge will win!"

Under the blessing of spiritual power, Zhao Lang's voice resounded through the Daochang of Buzhou Mountain.

Thousands of people were surprised by it.

Although some seats were hundreds of miles away from Zhao Lang at the front, everyone in the huge dojo could clearly hear every word Zhao Lang said.

I saw this sentence finished, like a spark falling into a prairie fire.

In an instant, their excitement was aroused.

It also means that the more victories you have, the more chance you have to become No.1!
Now it's not just about competing for the object of the Lord's Tribulation, the most important thing is to be able to show your face in front of all the prehistoric practitioners!

Not fighting for first and second, even third and fourth, is enough to prove their strength?

This method is good, why didn't they think of it?

Because this is the competition rule compiled by Zhao Lang.

It is mainly used to target those saint sects who are ready to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Sure enough, after he finished saying this, Lao Dan beside him laughed lightly after thinking about it carefully.

But the faces of the other saints instantly became ugly.

"Wait a minute!"

Taoist Zhunti had an ugly expression on his face. He originally thought to let Maitreya Buddha or Ran Deng take action. Some people were afraid of their strength, so they would not dare to do it easily.

But no matter what, you have to wait until the last shot.

Otherwise, it is very likely to be fought by other saint sects.

But now it seems that even if he makes a move later, the object of the Lord's Tribulation is still a little hanging.

"Zhao Gongming, this kind of rule seems to be aimed at us and other saint sects? All the practitioners here are prehistoric practitioners, famous figures, if we and other saints are defeated by them..."

As he said that, Zhunti glanced down at the avenue.

Glancing at thousands of cultivators, he said with a smile.

"I'm afraid it's easy to accumulate resentment?"

The meaning of his words is also very obvious. On the one hand, he is accusing Zhao Lang of having no degree, and on the other hand, he is intimidating the other practitioners in Honghuang.

After hearing this sentence, Zhen Yuanzi, Patriarch Minghe and others frowned involuntarily.

A direct threat at this time?

You know, after all, they are the sect of saints, no matter how powerful they are, they will always be ants under the saints.

How to fight for the object of the main robbery, and how dare to refute the saint's face on this kind of scene?

Wouldn't he be made things difficult in the future?

Thinking of this, the cultivators who were eager to try it all fell silent.

When the other sages heard this, no one stood up to criticize Zhunti.

Because what he said was true.

Seeing Zhao Lang, he casually smiled.

Glancing at Zhunti's smug face, he said indifferently: "Everyone, don't forget that this place... is Buzhou Mountain!"

In the end, Zhao Lang Shengwei suddenly activated!

Immediately afterwards, the infinite spiritual power of the law of chaos all over the body, the universe and the heavens!

Because of this chaotic power, many visions were aroused on Buzhou Mountain!

Dark clouds, thunderclouds all over the sky.

Heaven is about to send down its wrath and reject alien spiritual power!
Everyone was shocked, looked at each other in blank dismay, panicked.

At this moment, Zhao Lang waved his hand, and a brilliant golden light radiated from behind him, quickly covering the entire Buzhou Mountain at a speed that the naked eye could not catch.

The Great Dao Secret Realm has been recalled.

Cut off all external breath.

Although Zhao Lang's expression was indifferent, all kinds of spiritual power appeared all over his body, which was unrivaled!
This state of disdain for the common people was displayed, and everyone present turned pale instantly.

But if he wanted to mobilize his spiritual power to leave Buzhou Mountain, he found that it was impossible.

Zhao Lang smiled faintly and spoke again.

"Don't worry, you are only in my dojo right now, I am the only one who has the final say here, as for..."

He looked at Zhunti, who was already breaking out in cold sweat.

Because this kind of powerful saint's spiritual coercion was something he had never seen before!

He is more powerful than his senior brother, respected Hongjun than his master, and more powerful as a saint!
He counseled, and counseled thoroughly.

After all, he is a saint, and it is a bit embarrassing to be shocked by Zhao Lang in front of all the practitioners in the wild.

Zhunti's face was gloomy for a moment, but he was pulled back to his seat by the guide at the side.

"If you have no objections, everyone, please continue."

Zhao Lang smiled calmly, waved his big hand, and the surrounding spiritual power was withdrawn.

Many cultivators only felt that a heavy burden had been lifted from their bodies, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

After Zhunti sat down, the Master Tongtian who was opposite couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this, the former snorted coldly, and said maliciously: "Brother Tongtian, why don't you send out your disciple Duobao?"

Faced with his cynicism, Master Tongtian was unmoved, just hummed lightly, and then looked at the ring.

At this time, some people have already started to climb the stone platform. After some spiritual power competition, they will naturally become the ring leader with an overwhelming advantage.

When the practitioners around saw this, some cheered and encouraged, and some whispered.

And the Saint Sect finally couldn't sit still at this time.

"Master, the disciple is willing to go."

During the cut-off teaching, the high-minded disciple finally stood up, and after a closer look, it was the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. She first gave a deep salute to Taoist Duobao, and then looked at her master, Master Tongtian.

Tong Tian nodded lightly.

Daoist Duobao sighed helplessly: "Don't touch the truth, click as far as you can."

Hearing this, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit nodded, and then directly used her spiritual power to descend on the stone platform.

The faces of all the cultivators changed slightly. Seeing this, they couldn't help but sweat for one of them.

The cultivation base of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is around the peak of Daluo Jinxian, and her cultivation base is probably the strongest among the three generations of Jiejiao disciples.

What's more, this is a disciple of Daoist Duobao.

In the prehistoric world, everyone knew that although Daoist Duobao looked very polite on the surface, when he really started to fight, his strikes were much stronger than most practitioners of the same realm.

The main reason is that he has many magic weapons, otherwise how could he have the name of Daoist Daoist of Many Treasures.

However, the cultivator of Daluo Jinxian on the stone platform seemed to be a human race. Although he was in that kind of state, he was an unknown sect after all, so he was naturally a little apprehensive when facing the disciples of Jiejiao.

The moment the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit descended, spiritual power was released, and several flames shot up all over her body.

Generally, they don't really move their hands.

Most of them use their spiritual power, whoever is stronger, the other party will be willing to bow down.

"Fellow Daoist, ask for advice."

The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit smiled, but she directly drew out the sky fire, and several human figures formed by the fire appeared beside her. These people were dressed in the fire armor, with a simple fire knife in their hands, and a dragon crown on their heads. They were eight feet tall, like this There were hundreds of fire dragon soldiers, and all of them appeared at once, standing on the huge stone platform, majestic and majestic!
Zhao Lang frowned, and after nodding, he thought to himself.

"It's worthy of being the disciple I taught the ancestor, it's really good."

It is said that the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit is proficient in Samadhi real fire, and can use flames to mold three thousand fire dragon soldiers, and each of these magic soldiers is extremely powerful, and the fire knife in her hand splits iron into the mud at the same time!

Seeing it now, it is really extraordinary.

There was a lot of amazement in the audience, and they all applauded the great magical powers of Jiejiao's disciples.

This is not only something that can be done with a high cultivation level!

Natural aptitude and the use of magic weapons will become the benchmark of a cultivator's strength.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit in front of me, although her cultivation base is at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, but if this fire dragon soldier appears, if she really fights, she may have a chance to fight the quasi-sage!
Everyone exclaimed, but the person on the stone platform smiled bitterly when he saw this.

"I feel that I am invincible, and the Holy Mother is really powerful!"

When he said this, even though he felt a little unwilling in his heart, he didn't dare to show it.

After all, strength lies here, no matter how strong their prehistoric cultivators are, they are just playing around.

Compared with the main tribulation, protecting this body's cultivation and reputation is the best choice now.

If the ignorant ones insist on fighting, don't say if they lose their points, if they are hurt, it may damage their morality.

Therefore, admitting defeat is the best choice.

After he finished speaking, he immediately left the field.

Since then, almost none of the prehistoric cultivators dared to challenge easily.

It can also be considered that the Virgin of the Fire Spirit won a game.

Intercepting teaching is temporarily dominant.

However, just as everyone was discussing and watching the man's disgraced end, another voice sounded from the upper seat.

It caused everyone to be surprised again!

(End of this chapter)