I heard that there is no quota limit for the martial arts holy land this time, and everyone can join.
Everyone couldn't help but become excited, especially those talented warriors from remote areas. Their eyes lit up, as if they saw the road leading to the gate of the Holy Land very close at hand.
"After thousands of years, the Six Holy Lands reopened their gates. It's really a big deal."
"It seems that after being away from the world for thousands of years, the Holy Land has become somewhat desolate."
"Sure enough, this is the God-given opportunity I've been waiting for!"
The people in Huanglong Territory were naturally very excited, and all their previous worries were relieved.
"Having said that, don't be too happy too early."
After looking at the excited Luo Chen and others, Murong Mei said calmly.
“The better the terms offered, the greater the risk of proof.”
Su Chen understood immediately and said in a deep tone: "And what Holy Lord Yuhua said just now is that the prerequisite for joining the Holy Land is to survive!"
In the three-month Chosen Conference, there will be a head-on battle with the powerful men from the Xizhou Demon Cult and the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan. How many people are sure to survive?
You don't need to think about it to know that no matter Xizhou or Southern Wasteland, those who can come to participate in the Tianxuan Conference are all experts with both talent and strength.
"Even so, there are still big loopholes to exploit. Can't we just find a private place to survive for three months?"
"Or, we can just stay in the ancient city of Daxia. Do those demon cultivators and monsters still dare to attack?"
Although everyone had a good idea, how could the Six Holy Lands not think of this?
As a human camp, the ancient city of Daxia is guarded by the artifact spirit of the Donghuang Bell, so it is naturally safe.
But the Chosen Assembly also has rules.
Each person can return to the ancient city of Daxia to repair once a month, but it cannot exceed three days at a time, otherwise they will be directly killed by the weapon spirit of the Donghuang Bell.
This is the only rule of this Chosen Conference, but it is the most cruel and cruel.
For a time, many people who wanted to take advantage of the loopholes felt desperate.
According to what Holy Lord Yuhua said, what the Holy Land of Martial Arts wants is a strong man who can recruit and fight, and who will win in battle!
"It seems that these martial arts holy places have also realized it."
Su Chen's heart moved.
This Chosen Conference, both in content and rules, is simple, crude, and extremely special. It is obvious that they want to compete in this final prosperous age.
"Even so, we can still make peace with the monster. After three months, won't we be able to win together?"
Luo Chen suddenly realized something and said quickly.
These words made many people's eyes light up. After all, everyone is here to seek opportunities, and there is no personal hatred, why do we have to risk our lives?
But it turned out that they thought too much.
After the Holy Lord Yuhua finished explaining the rules, he waved his sleeves, and hundreds of thousands of streams of light flew out and landed in front of everyone.
"This talisman can record the number and points of monsters you hunt. Be sure to keep it."
After the Holy Lord Yuhua finished speaking, he ordered everyone to shed their blood to recognize the Lord.
Then, the Donghuang Bell manifested high in the sky, releasing the power of the law and casting a huge light curtain over the ancient city of Daxia.
Above the light curtain are densely packed names, including everyone who participated in the Chosen Conference.
After the person's name, there is a column for points, but they are all still zero at the moment.
This made everyone confused. Since everyone who survived could join the Martial Arts Holy Land, what was the point of ranking points?
But immediately after, people saw a few lines of words under the huge light screen.
"The top 100 people with points can practice for one year under the ten times time acceleration effect of the Donghuang Bell, and will be rewarded with ten Enlightenment Fruits."
"The top 1,000 points will be rewarded with a set of top-notch magical weapons, armor and soldiers, and three Enlightenment Fruits."
"The top 10,000 people with points will be rewarded with a bottle of the seventh-grade top Dharma Source Transformation Holy Pill and an Enlightenment Fruit."
"The top 100,000 people with points will be rewarded with a Saint Power Infusion."
After seeing these lines, everyone was excited.
These rewards can actually improve your cultivation and strength, which is enough to make even half-saints crazy about them.
The most important thing is, of course, the fruit of enlightenment!
That is the fruit of the legendary ancient sacred tree. According to legend, it blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and takes another three thousand years to mature.
It is said that the soul can leave the body and swim directly in the sea of laws of heaven and earth, comprehend the rules of all things, and thus achieve enlightenment.
This is a treasure that even saints can only hope for.
"The top 100 not only have ten Enlightenment Fruits, but they can also practice for one year at ten times the time acceleration, which is equivalent to ten years of hard training for ordinary people!"
These rewards instantly make people feel excited.
People in Huanglong Domain generally don’t dare to think about it.
Even the super geniuses of the three most powerful domains are extremely eager for the rewards of the top 100.
At this moment, everyone realized that it was impossible not to hunt demons, but they also had to hunt more, hunt crazily, and the more they killed, the better.
I believe that the demons and monsters will do the same and will kill them all.
"The Six Holy Lands are really generous this time!"
Even Long Aotian had to admire him, and at the same time he was extremely excited, secretly thinking that he had indeed come to the right place.
"The formation is about to close, and no one will interfere with you, so hunt to your heart's content!"
"Whether you can achieve enlightenment in the future depends on you."
After the Incarnation Holy Lord inspired everyone for the last time, he disappeared together with several other incarnations of the Holy Lord.
Outside the ancient battlefield, the incarnations of the six Holy Lords gathered together again.
"The gate of the Holy Ruins is open, which proves that the catastrophe is coming, and it is another era of reincarnation! How many places they can win for our Dongzhou to enter the Holy Ruins depends on their performance!"
The Ascension Holy Lord said in a low tone.
"But now that the wormhole cracks are constantly expanding, and we are also employing people, wouldn't it be too cruel to do so?"
Holy Lord Liuli said with some worry.
The fight between humans, demons, and demons must be extremely brutal. No one can be sure how many people will survive when the time comes. It is not even impossible for the entire army to be annihilated.
"Hmph, what a dangerous place a wormhole is? If you don't have enough strength, no matter how much waste you put in it, you will die!"
Lord Zhenwu disagrees. He has always been a tough and powerful person.
"In extraordinary times, you should use extraordinary methods! Being born in this era is both a tragedy and a blessing!"
Holy Lord Shenyin said with an indifferent expression.
“Come back in three months and hope they don’t live up to our expectations!”
The Ascension Holy Lord turned his head and glanced in the direction of the ancient battlefield, his thoughts inexplicable.
…
The ancient city of Daxia.
The moment the incarnations of the six Holy Lords disappeared, it proved that the Chosen Conference had officially begun, and everyone would face a brutal fight.
Genius warriors from all regions are constantly leaving the city.
Some of them go alone, some go in groups, and some all move together.
"What should we do? Separately, or act together?"
People in Huanglong Territory looked at me and I looked at you, and they all hesitated.
Although the rewards offered by the Martial Arts Holy Land are extremely tempting, they only have one life, and everyone must treat them carefully.
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Long Aotian, Murong Yi and Su Chen.
The three of them are recognized as strong men in the Huanglong Domain, and are naturally the most influential.
"Hmph, everyone has their own destiny. If you are afraid of death, just find a place to hide and don't hold me back!"
Long Aotian was the first to speak. He was still extremely conceited and arrogant, and he didn't want to join the crowd at all.
Murong Yi said nothing.
But Su Chen didn't care. He had no fear if they acted separately. It would be fine to understand the environment of the ancient battlefield before moving together.
"Brother Aotian, this kind of large-scale fighting must be very dangerous, and our Huanglong Domain is much weaker than other domains. It's better to act together and take care of each other."
"Could it be that Brother Aotian doesn't care about others anymore?"
After the woman in blue acted coquettishly for a while, Long Aotian reluctantly changed his mind and agreed to act together with everyone.
Naturally, the others had no objections and went on their way.
On the way, Mu Jingchen walked up to Su Chen, winked in the direction behind him, and said via voice: "The swordsman behind you seems to have been staring at you, and he feels a little unkind."
"It's rare that Miss Mu cares so much about me. Thank you very much."
Su Chen replied with a faint smile.
A mysterious swordsman dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat has been following him since the portal. How could he not know it?
However, the other party never made any move, so Su Chen ignored it.
"Hmph! Don't be so casual and dismissive. I'm telling you seriously. The feeling he gives me is very strong, not even weaker than yours!"
Mu Jingchen glared at Su Chen fiercely and shouted sweetly.
As a sword cultivator, her feelings about the mysterious swordsman are quite accurate.
"I don't know how strong he is, but I know that with your talent, Dame Mu, you are definitely stronger than him. With your protection, what can he do to me?"
Su Chen smiled.
"Who wants to protect you? It's none of my business whether you die or not!"
Mu Jingchen stamped his feet bitterly and walked quickly to the front.
She didn't know why, but she got angry when she saw Su Chen teasing her carelessly.
In the past, she would have had a tit-for-tat confrontation with Su Chen, but now was an extraordinary time and she didn't bother to argue.
Su Chen shook his head and smiled, feeling the familiar feeling.
The ancient battlefield was huge, with rolling mountains and crisscrossing ravines left by the battle, making rivers extend in all directions. However, there were few people inhabiting it. There was a primitive scene everywhere, giving people the feeling of traveling back to ancient times.
Everyone's speed was neither too fast nor too slow. During this period, they did not encounter enemies. Instead, they harvested a lot of natural and earthly treasures. They also discovered some battle traces left by ancient powerful men, which was eye-opening.
This made many people sigh, how great it would be if the Chosen Assembly could always search for treasures and creations like this.
But what is supposed to come will always come.
Three days later, everyone was already 100,000 miles deep into the battlefield. In this vast ancient forest, strong evil spirits began to permeate the air.
"Another group of people came, quite a few!"
"Two kings, five half-step kings, and the rest are a bunch of trash. It seems we are lucky!"
"Haha, Dongzhou has really been worse than the last in recent years."
"Old rules, free hunting, end the battle easily and happily."
On top of the huge ancient trees, twenty or thirty young men and women in blood-clad robes looked at Su Chen and others who were marching in the distance, showing cold smiles.
