The Strongest Sect of All Times

The battle between the disciples of Wan Guzong and the warriors from the Lingyuan continent belonged to the field of consultation, and it was difficult to use the Quartet to the extreme.

Therefore, Jun Chang laughed and thought of a way, and decided to use a gimmick to invite all face-ups to come and challenge him. If anyone can win, he will give 500,000 spirit stones, and whoever loses will give him 10,000 spirit stones.

500,000 to 10,000.

This is definitely a losing trade.

no way.

Jun Chang laughed and wanted to bring his disciples across the battlefield to find someone to fight, but they were afraid of themselves and could not avoid it, so they had to do what they could.

What's more, it took tens of millions of natural spirits to arrange the nine-day Lanyue array. This time, it was difficult to come to the battlefield. How can we find a way to get back to it?

"Excuse me!"

System said: "How difficult is it to come to the battlefield host?"

"..."

"You just want to get some money. Don't use your disciples as an excuse!"

"..."

...

The strong men fell into silence.

Winning to 500,000 spirit stones, losing to only 10,000 spirit stones, this is absolutely very cost-effective, definitely suitable for a gamble.

"Monarch Sovereign."

A strong man said, "What is the condition of the half a million spirit stones you said?"

This question is considered to be in everyone's mind.

There are also high and low spirit stones. If the color is very poor, half a million spirit stones may not be able to match their own 10,000 spirit stones.

"Snapped!"

Jun Chang laughed and struck a finger.

Li Qingyang and Xiao Guiren stepped out and fell Liang Chancan's spirit stones to the ground, and immediately piled up into hills.

"this is……"

The warriors on the plane widened their eyes and exclaimed: "The six-star star stone of the nine-day continent!"

"..."

Mo hurts his mouth twitching.

Sovereign monarch, you take my higher spirit stone as a bet, this is not too big to play!

"You all."

Jun Chang smiled loudly and said, "Whoever wins this disciple can take 500,000 six-star stones."

As soon as this remark was made, the eyes of the powerful men shone hot.

There are many types of spirit stones on the Fanchen Plane, and the more advanced ones are not without, but in terms of battlefields, the six-mountain star stones undoubtedly belong to one of the strongest series.

Faced with this temptation, who can handle it!

war!

Must fight!

"Monarch Sovereign!"

A mysterious warrior exclaimed: "I would like to teach the strength of your disciples!"

If you win, you will get 500,000 six-pointed stones, so you do n’t have to worry about resources. If you lose, you lose only 10,000 spirit stones. It is definitely worth a bet!

Furthermore.

The disciples of Wanguzong who are standing near Huantai, except for their individual strengths are at the peak of the yellow font, most of them are nothing more than middle-level, let alone play ten or fifty.

"Please come on stage!"

Jun often smiled and hugged fist.

"brush!"

The mysterious warrior jumped up.

"Abominable, preempted!"

Those other fighters who were eager to try a look of remorse, after all, this was equivalent to giving away a spirit stone, and they did not stand up immediately!

"You all don't panic."

Jun Chang laughed: "If this friend wins, the battle of Huantai will continue. Whoever wins will get 500,000 six-pointed star stones."

"it is good!"

The repentance of everyone's eyes was replaced by the heat again.

"..."

Mo Shangsheng's expression was wonderful.

No, no.

The monarch is by no means a man whose head is kicked by a donkey. He is so desperate to play, and he must have absolute certainty.

The owner of Mocheng, whose IQ has never dropped, began to think seriously, but the more he thought about it, the more he collapsed, and the more he felt that the guy was not kicked by the donkey, his head must be caught by the door.

Although there are more than 300 disciples of Wanguzong who have excellent qualifications, most of them are very ordinary. It is impossible for ten people to type a mysterious character in yellow characters, which is not in line with common sense!

"Go to war."

Just then, Jun Chang laughed and jumped off the ring and waved.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

Ten elder disciples flew up, and they all arched toward the strong one.

"..."

Mo Shangsheng even collapsed.

These disciples sent by the monarchy are all in the middle level of the yellow font. Without a core disciple of superior qualifications, to fight with a genuine black font, is n’t it equivalent to giving away a spiritual stone?

Thinking of Liu Mang Xing Shi doing business with the guy himself, now he is sending it out in vain, and Mo Chengzhu suddenly covered his chest with pain.

It's only that long ago.

Send your men up first and get back how much you got!

...

On the stage.

Ten disciples of Wan Guzong waited sternly, and after Jun Chang laughed ‘Begin’, they were quickly divided into groups to surround the strong Xuanzi.

"Whoo!"

"Woohoo!"

It seems that the air waves from the ancient times permeate, similar to the instantaneous streamer enchantment.

"Matrix?"

Mo Shangsheng suddenly realized.

It is no wonder that Junzong mainly used low-level disciples to fight high-level martial arts. The original disciples practiced the combined formation.

The Jiutian continent also has a similar formation method. The power it forms when it is exerted is much stronger than the individual.

However, ten medium-level yellow fonts can defeat a high-level mystic font with this combined formation?

"Should it be impossible?"

Mo Shangsheng believes that the disciples of Wan Guzong have blessings, and it is enough to be able to defeat the top-ranked yellow characters. It is a bit of an imagination to want to cross a big realm.

However, just ten minutes later, the ten disciples withdrew from the Quartet, and they all slumped on the stage with the Xuanzi who bet for resources.

"Lost!"

Mo Shangsheng stared at his eyes and said, "You lost!"

"Assign!"

Jun Chang laughed and said, "Please go to the counter next to pay 10,000 spirit stones."

"..."

The name Xuanzi stood up hard, then obediently took out the spirit stone. From the quality point of view, it is significantly higher than the natural spirit stone of the starfall continent.

"Who is coming to fight!"

"I!"

A stronger Xuan Zihao jumped onto the stage.

After a brief analysis of strength, Jun Changxiao ordered Li Shangtian to take nine disciples to fight, and then defeated them to earn 10,000 spirit stones.

"Right?"

"What kind of formation are they performing? How can they defeat the high-level warriors with a lower level?"

Everyone was a little dumbfounded.

"I come!"

"I come!"

Five hundred thousand six-pointed stars like hills flickered with dazzling light in front of them, forcing a famous brand name to come to power and be defeated and handed over to the spirit stone again and again.

In four or five hours.

As many as a hundred warriors on the stage challenged one after another, and all were defeated without exception, allowing Jun Changxiao to acquire a million spirit stones.

Spirit stones from other planes are of higher quality than the natural spirit stones of the astral continent, so strictly speaking, they are comparable to three to five million.

"Don't you earn it back!" Jun Chang smiled heartily.

Setting up a battlefield on the battlefield not only allows the disciples to become more proficient in the quartet of heaven and earth, but also to obtain high-quality spiritual stones, to make up for the shortfall of building a nine-star moon-moon array. Definitely killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone!

of course.

Everyone who is strong is not a fool.

After a hundred mysterious names were successively won, no one realized victory, and they realized that the formation method of the disciples of Wan Guzong had the ability to leapfrog, and they turned their attention away from the mountain-like six-stone star stone.

The 500,000 high-quality spirit stones are indeed full of attractiveness, but you can only see them, but you have to paste 10,000 spirit stones for this, and you must not go up.

The face now is that no one dares to challenge.

Ok.

Can only go down the next routine.

Jun Chang laughed loudly: "Dear everyone, this challenge is not limited to the mysterious font size, and the strong ground font size can also come on stage, and win one million six-stone stars, and lose to me one hundred thousand spirit stones!"

"really?"

The eyes of the strong names in the crowds lit up.

Jun Chang laughed: "The rules must be changed, and we will send 50 to 200 disciples in the yellow font to fight against the font."

"Fifty?"

Mo Shangsheng almost fell to the ground.

It is undeniable that just one hundred battles were fought just now, and the tenacities of the ten ancient Zongzi disciples surprised him.

But now with the same level to fight two levels of land size, not to mention fifty and two hundred, even if you turn it several times, you can't win at all.

Or.

The monarch has absolute self-confidence, and can allow a small number of disciples with the yellow font to use the formation method to fight for the strong names in the battlefield?

This is also a bit too ridiculous!

...

A few more hours passed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Mo Chengzhuo stood on the spot with a wonderful expression on his face, because more than ten strong characters were successively defeated.

What made him most unacceptable was that, in the battle that had just ended, a strong man at the ground level was defeated by fifty disciples of Wanzong!

"Assign!"

Li Qingyang standing on the stage arched.

Next to him are Lu Yan, Su Xiaomo, Xiao Guiji, Ye Xingchen, He Wudi, Li Fei, Tian Qi, Long Ziyang, Song Xuanzhou, Ling Yuanxue, and Mu Honglian.

No wonder you lose.

These fifty players are all the core disciples of Wanguzong!

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