"That kid from Wan Jianshan, how about adding me to the bet?"
Supreme Immortal Court, a young man said with great interest.
He stepped on the void and came.
Although he looks young, his life aura is very different from that of young people, and his strength is extremely powerful. The aura he leaks out seems to be able to crush mountains and rivers and shake the sky.
Dressed in white, Miao Miao looks like an immortal, and he is indeed worthy of the title of Immortal Court.
"The Lord of the Immortal Court is actually here too?"
"He is not guarding the Immortal Court, but he actually comes to this Holy Land for a competition? Could it be that something big happened?"
"Who knows? Maybe I just got into the mood."
"Right."
Some sect elders were talking about it.
There are some speculations about the arrival of the Lord of Immortal Court.
"Of course you can."
"But...if you want to participate, which end do you want to bet on?"
Su Mu asked with a frown.
He had never had any dealings with Xianting. Only in the deserted ridge did he meet Xiang Jiuge, the sage of Xianting.
What does the Lord of the Immortal Court want?
Before he could answer, some powerful giants stood up one after another.
"Do you still need to ask? Naturally, they are on our side. Ye Feng is only in the middle stage of the Refining Realm. Even if his combat power is strong, he won't be able to last long. If he wants to deal with twenty or thirty people with his own strength, it is simply impossible. It’s just nonsense!”
"Yes!"
"..."
However.
Everything was beyond their expectation.
The Lord of Immortal Court smiled calmly and looked at Su Mu: "I want to take you to Wanjian Mountain."
"What?"
"Could it be that the Lord of Immortal Court saw something?"
"He never does anything at a loss. This is a million pounds of divine resources. No joke. Even if it exists in the Holy Land, losing so many resources will probably cause pain for a while!"
"But why did he do this? Is it possible that he really likes Ye Feng?"
"It's impossible. How can it be possible for a mere existence in the middle stage of the Dao Refining Realm?"
"..."
The actions of the Lord of the Immortal Court once again aroused a lot of discussion, leaving many powerful giants hesitant.
Although they are a powerful force, there is still a big gap between them and the Holy Land. The loss of a million kilograms of divine source is something they cannot accept, and it will take them a while to recover.
"Don't think too much. Since it's a gambling game, it's natural to use small things to make big gains."
The young man smiled.
His aura was unlike that of a mortal, as if he really came from the ancient fairyland.
"I see."
All the powerful giants felt at ease.
If it is true as the Lord of the Immortal Court said, he just wants to use millions of kilograms of divine source to gain millions or even tens of millions of resources in their hands.
Such is the case with gambling.
The risk of betting on Wanjian Mountain is extremely high, so the returns are high, while the risk of betting on other forces is low, and the returns are smaller. Naturally, most people think that Ye Feng is almost useless in the hands of the talented people. You can seize the opportunity first.
The Lord of the Immortal Courtyard was still smiling, as if there was a hidden meaning behind it.
Su Mu glanced at him strangely, always feeling that something was not right, but before he thought about it carefully, another group of elders and giants from the Holy Land strolled over.
For example, the Wang family, Yin Yang Holy Sect, Martial Arts Mountain, etc., almost all the sects that had some friction in the past, stood on the opposite side of Wanjian Mountain and spent millions of catties of divine resources.
After a while, there were nearly 20 million kilograms of divine source, like a huge mountain.
It’s jaw-dropping!
Su Mu's eyes were shining. He was very confident in the strength of his disciples. As long as nothing unexpected happened, he would almost be able to win this huge amount of resources.
Even if he loses, he will only lose a million kilograms of divine energy, which is nothing compared to the nearly twenty times the income.
"Little friend, can I bet on you Wan Jianshan too?"
The Human Emperor, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.
Although he had doubts about Ye Feng, using one million kilograms of divine source in exchange for Wan Jianshan and Su Mu's favor was not a loss-making business for him.
Again.
He has known the Lord of the Immortal Court for many years. This guy never does business at a loss. No matter how great the profit is, he still wants stability!
He didn't believe his sudden change of personality.
There must be something that I have overlooked.
"..."
Su Mu was actually not happy in his heart.
One more bet means he loses millions of kilograms of divine source.
With such a large amount of assets missing, it would be painful for anyone to replace it.
"Little friend Su Mu, do you have any problem with me, Canjianling, joining in?"
Chen Xinghe and Qi Tianming came side by side.
I don’t know when I came to this holy land for the competition.
Su Mu smiled bitterly, but couldn't say anything. Could it be that he was still unsure?
Putting aside the fact that he needs to maintain a good relationship with these forces, as far as this bet is concerned, even if a stranger comes to place a bet, he has no reason to refuse.
"As long as you are happy..."
Su Mu said in a rather low voice.
If you make less, just make less, but he noticed something unusual.
In the Holy Land Competition in previous years, these Holy Land Lords have never been present. What is going on this year?
It's the master of the Immortal Courtyard, the headmaster of Canjianling, and the Wang family and other powerful figures.
This momentum is quite loud.
Could it be that something big happened?
Keep your doubts in your heart and ask your senior brother after the competition is over.
——
Within the secret realm of trials.
White Snake Cave.
The nine-headed white snake seemed to have noticed some auras, and was restless and roaring uncontrollably, exuding its own power in an attempt to scare away the geniuses of the human race.
However, its strength obviously has not reached that point, and it is not powerful enough to make people run away.
Ye Feng hides in the dark.
His eyes flashed coldly.
More and more geniuses gathered, and there were even some familiar smells.
This made him quite confused and puzzled.
How could a mere Mysterious Mist Dragon Orchid attract so many people?
Not so!
Is there something else hidden in this?
"Damn, why do I feel like I'm being kept in the dark?"
He was a little angry.
His eyes started to wander, and soon he had an idea. Although he didn't know what happened, could others know?
Wouldn't it be better to find out for yourself?
Holding the spear, Ye Feng used his soul to sense the strength of the surrounding people.
If he is too strong and cannot capture the person immediately, something will inevitably go wrong.
Pick the soft persimmon first!
In the dark night, he hid his figure and used the breath-condensing method to move towards a sect team.
The leader is quite strong and has the strength of the peak of the Refining Realm. At a glance, you can tell that he comes from a big force somewhere. Although it is a brilliant world, there are not many people with such strength.
A cold light flashed.
Ye Feng was extremely fast and turned into afterimages.
But in an instant, the tip of the spear was pressed against the leader's throat.
The sudden change caused this small team to panic.
