Chapter 265: God Conference 7

Chapter 265:

To the peak of the sky, the peak is three thousand feet high into the clouds, and the flowing clouds and waterfalls are reflected together. The thousand-foot peaks are as straight as a sword, penetrating through the clouds and sky, and it is difficult to be exhausted.

Surrounded by countless flowing clouds, just like the ancient fairy's mansion, on the divine platform, thousands of disciples gathered together. For a while, they forgot the sect's scattered cultivation, mixed up and discussed fiercely, but it was fierce for who could get the name of the first person, and some of them were even more red-faced.

"If you say that the first of the eight sects, I think it is the immeasurable sect. The immeasurable sect smells the fragrance. When the realm of the princes, it is able to defeat the several elders of the Maha sect and take the heads of the five peaks. The magic power is strong, but I ask who can reach those in the eight sects?"

"Hey hey, I don't think so. For tens of thousands of years, the Emperor Shizong has always been the head of the eight sects and has never failed. Nowadays, although the infinite sect sits big, the Emperor Shizong has a deep foundation, and how can the limitless sect be able to compete with it? The Emperor Shi Goddess has now broken through the realm of princes and stepped into the realm of the emperor, not under the wood smelling incense. . "

"Hey hey, even so, you don't know that there is another ancient demon god's bloodline on Duanmu Wenxiang. This demon god's bloodline is an ordinary thing. It is said that if Duanmu Wenxiang stimulates the bloodline of this ancient demon god, the strength of the emperor can even be able to compete with the strong in the emperor's realm. With such magical power, how can the emperor be defeated? ? "

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Chi Mei opened a pair of big eyes and shuttled back and forth in the crowd. Next to him, Thunder and Hu Xuan were also separated. The three of them came here to listen and came there to have a look, but they looked quite unhappy.

"Well, it's really a bunch of bastards. My brother is so powerful that no one mentions my brother. It's really eyeless."

"Yes, the Lord is so powerful that his strength is not under the smell of wood. In this competition, the Lord will definitely win the first place."

"Ha ha, you underestimate it. There is no doubt that Wu Pengwei is strong. In the God Conference, how can a random person not be strong? However, Wu Pengwei can hide in the dark and not be noticed, isn't it a good thing?"

Chi Mei nodded slightly, but when he heard the people around him talking, he was still unhappy. Suddenly, he saw a person coming to them and asked in a low voice, "I bet, let's see who is the head of the eight disciples and which sect can get the position of the first sect. Let's see how it is, and the next small Do you want to join a group?"

Red charming eyes turned and looked at the man holding a list in his hand. There were eight disciples participating in the sects, and from top to bottom, he listed the most promising person to win the first place in this Fengshen Conference. Suddenly, it was Duanmu Wenxiang, followed by the emperor's goddess Xiang Ruolan, while Wu Pengwei ranked third, at the bottom. The people are Haoran Sect.

"Okay, I'll bet 10 million yuan to beat Wu Pengwei to win the championship!"

Chi Mei's heart moved slightly, and immediately took out 10 million cold moon money from the universe bag and handed it to the man.

"I bumped into the God of Wealth!"

The man saw that the charming face did not change and took out tens of millions of cold moon money in his arms. He was suddenly overjoyed, but he was a little uneasy.

In his opinion, Wu Pengwei's strength is unknown. However, from yesterday's point of view, it is obviously a strong man in the Chen Huangjing to enter the platform of Fengshen, but without a clue, he can only list it in the third place, with 10 million cold monthly money, which is obviously nothing to these famous figures. However, for him, It's really a lot. According to the current odds of one to three, if Chi Mei wins, he will take out 30 million yuan. For a while, he is a little depressed, but he still takes those cold monthly money. How can he turn it out because others are blocked too much?

And at this moment, I saw Hu Xuan and Thunder coming together at the same time.

"I bet 30 million to beat Wu Pengwei to win!"

"I bet 30 million to beat Wu Pengwei to win!"

"God, 60 million cold monthly money!" The man couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded when he saw the 60 million cold moon money handed over by Hu Xuan and Thunder. He counted the ten million yuan of Chimei, a total of 70 million cold moon money. If Wu Pengwei really won, then he would lose 200 million cold moon money. It was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a big bet, and his heart was pounding. I don't know whether the time should be collected or not.

"Hey hey, I'll bet 50 million to smell the wood!"

When the man heard the words, he turned his head and looked at it, but saw more than a dozen disciples of the infinite sect standing beside him. They were as elegant as immortals. There was a cold smile on the corners of his mouth. He looked at the beast spirit sect in front of him and said with a smile, "Do you have the courage to gamble with me?"

Hu Xuan's eyes were cold and she said indifferently, "Yes, 50 million, Wu Pengwei."

"Haha, okay, this time, I'm going to drain your money, hey hey!"

The disciple of the Imless Sect laughed loudly, which immediately made people around him look sideways.

"Huh, Wu Pengwei and Duanmu smell the fragrance? Ha ha, Wu Pengwei may be strong, but it is said that he used to be a free practice. In recent days, he broke through the realm of promotion to Chen Huang. Although he is also powerful, how can he be the opponent of disciples such as Duanmu Wenxiang? I don't think this bet is used at all. Duanmu Wenxiang is bound to win.

"Hey hey, that's right. Although Wu Pengwei is strong, it's only relatively good, but it's worse than Duanmu and smelling fragrance. Ha ha, but after all, he is a disciple of the Beast Sect. Naturally, it's right to bet that his family wins."

"I'll press a million, and I'll bet on it!"

"Me too, Duanmu smells the fragrance!"

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In an instant, the people around him bet one after another, but without exception, they pressed on Duanmu Wenxiang.

The man was also clever and had an idea. He temporarily opened another popular figure to compare and bet on the bet. They were Xiang Ruolan and Duanmu Wenxiang, Wu Pengwei and Duanmu Wenxiang, and Xiang Ruolan and Wu Pengwei.

When Chi Mei, Hu Xuan and Thunder saw such a scene, their faces couldn't help changing. Looking at those disciples of the Immormless Sect, they looked proud one after another, and they couldn't help but feel incomparable.

"I'll beat 100 million, Wu Pengwei wins!"

A cold voice suddenly came from outside the crowd, which immediately attracted the eyes of the people around them, but a woman walked in.

Xia Guang Yun Ni, Phoenix Mask, Emperor Shi Godess!

Everyone's eyes fell on Xiang Ruolan, who was strolling. Although he could not see his face, and although the clouds covered his graceful posture, the cold breath and elegant movements attracted their eyes like a soul. They couldn't help but stop on him.

"100 million, Wu Peng Weisheng!"

The voice echoed in everyone's ears like an empty valley phrod at the same time, but Xiang Ruolan took out a pile of cold moon money and put it in front of the man. He turned around and flew up like a suckling swallow and rushed to the Fengshen platform above his head.

And Xiang Ruolan's behavior undoubtedly made everyone around him speculate. At the same time, Xiang Ruolan's behavior made those people bet more carefully. The emperor Shi Shen's daughter and the pearl on the emperor's palm of Emperor Shizong generally exist. The magic power has reached the realm of Emperor Chen. This time, the popular candidate for the God Conference Unexpectedly, he did not suppress himself to win, but put the bet on others. Such a move made those people have to think carefully. When they bet again, many people changed their minds and put the bet on Wu Pengwei.

"A great meeting of gods in ten thousand years is not only a grand event in the world of divine thoughts, but also a conference defined by the ranking of my eight sects."

On the platform of the gods, an elder behind Di Shitian said slowly, "However, now in the form of the world of divine thoughts, the patriarchs of the eight sects have made the following adjustments to the rules of the Fengshen Conference."

"First of all, in view of the current form of the divine world, our eight sects will be divided into two groups. The first team is the four sects of Di Shizong, Maha Sect, Beast Sect and Qi Sect, and the second team is the four sects of the Immortal Sect, Haoran Sect, Wu Sect and Puppet Sect."

"Secondly, the battle between the core disciples between major sects will also be decided by the method of rareation."

An elder of Emperor Shizong was expressionless and announced these words to the public, but did not explain more.

On the Fengshen platform, many strong people can't help but look at each other when they hear the words. Such a move is undoubtedly to clearly tell the world that the world of divine thoughts has been divided into two factions at this moment. From then on, the battle of the eight sects will become a faction open. At the same time, it is also a clear alarm for all parties. After the God Conference, the world of God The situation has changed again, forcing them to make a choice.

Many Sanxiu's eyes fell on those patriarchs again, but seeing that the eight patriarchs looked indifferent and had no more expressions, they obviously acquiesced to this matter, while the elders of those sects were also separated, obviously forming two major factions and did not interfere with each other.

Seeing this situation, those Sanxiu suddenly had no luck in their hearts, and they had their own ideas in their hearts.

"The rules have been promulgated. Next, the core disciples of all sects are invited to go to the Fengshen platform!"

"Dong!"

A loud bell went far away.

Wu Pengwei had come to the Fengshentai early, and Emperor Shizong had been prepared for this. Wu Pengwei had been invited to a corner of the Fengshentai to wait. Then, the disciples of the eight sects had arrived.

Wu Pengwei looked at Ruolan in front of him. The latter's face was still covered with that aspect. His pupils were cold, and it was difficult to see what he was thinking.

Looking at the wood and smelling the fragrance, a pair of eyes were slightly closed. From the cracks in the eyelids, a red light was revealed. At the same time, like an ancient fierce beast, he stared at Xiang Ruolan, and there was a smile at the corners of his mouth intentionally or unintentionally.

Wu Pengwei is mostly ignorant of other sect disciples, but according to the clan logo on their bodies, it can also be distinguished. Haoran Zonglong's soul was killed by himself, even his soul did not escape, but now he has a different person. This man's eyes fall on him from time to time, and there is a A trace of hatred, but there is some fear in it. Often when he touches his eyes, he turns his head and looks at him.

At this moment, he only heard the grand sound of the ancient bell of Tianxing. Wu Pengwei looked slightly solemn and came behind Xiang Ruolan, but the disciple of the Qizong was a woman, looking indifferent and following him slowly, but the disciple of Mahazong walked to the end.

Opposite is led by the disciples of the infinite sect, followed by the Haoran sect, and the puppet sect and a disciple of the witch sect were ranked last.

Eight people lined up in two rows in the middle of the platform, even if two people each held four round balls and walked to them.

Wu Peng looked at the round ball in the man's hand and knew that there were infinite three sects and a disciple number of Wuzong.

The two people came to Xiang Ruolan and Duanmu Wenxiang with a purple ball and asked them to choose. At this moment, Xiang Ruolan's eyes were indifferent. They looked at Duanmu Xiangxiang and said, "Duanmu Wenxiang, between you and me, sooner or later, how about ending it?"

Wu Pengwei was suddenly shocked. If he chose an opponent, he might be able to choose Duanmu Wenxiang in advance, but he challenged Ruolan so bluntly. With the strength shown to Ruolan yesterday, he was by no means the opponent of Duanmu Wenxiang.

"No, you can't use a cow knife to kill a chicken. I'll do it!"

Wu Pengwei took a step and said indifferently, "How, do you have the courage to fight with me!"

"Ji Jie, what if you two fight at the same time? Hey hey, I'm willing, but compared with Di Shitian, I won't agree, haha.

"Bold, ignorant junior, how dare you call my suzerain's name!"

An elder of Emperor Shizong stepped on a step and scolded angrily, but he only heard Duanmu smelling incense and laughing twice. His voice was shrill, like a silver thorn into everyone's eardrums.

"What if you call him a taboo? Do you still have to hypocritically call him the emperor and the patriarch at this moment? Haha!"

The elders of Emperor Shizong couldn't help but be furious when they heard the words and stood up one after another, but heard Di Shitian say indifferently, "That's right. Since he will tear his face sooner or later, why do you have to hide it all the time? You all calm down."

The empty man sneered and didn't say anything.

I only heard Di Shitian continue to say, "Let Ruolan and Duanmu smell the fragrance. If there is no time, do you have any objections!?"

"Haha, now you, Emperor Shizong, is still in charge of the God Conference. Naturally, I will listen to you. When it comes to the next God Conference, hehe, I'm not late to speak."

The empty man laughed loudly, and his arrogance was undoubtedly obvious.

"Good! Then it will be the first battle between Ruolan and Duanmu Wenxiang! Deacon disciple, remove the red balls of the two of them.

Wu Pengwei's heart moved slightly when he heard the words. Di Shitian made such an arrangement, but it seemed that he had a plan. There was something in it that he didn't know. He pondered for a moment and retreated to the queue and stopped talking. However, at this moment, he saw Haoran's disciple Zhang Weiyu suddenly take a step and pointed to Wu Pengwei and shouted loudly: " Wu Pengwei, you kill my soul brother. Today I'm going to avenge my brother. Do you have the courage to fight with me!"

Wu Pengwei's eyes condensed slightly, looking at Haoran Zong Zhang Weiyu and said indifferently, "Why don't you dare!"

Zhang Weiyu turned around and bowed to the eight patriarchs and said, "Please allow me to fight with Wu Pengwei."

Haoran suzerain Datian smiled and said, "It's rare that you have this intention. Compared with Di Shi suzerain, you won't refuse, right?"

People in the sky look at God and release the sky.

"Yes!"

Di Shitian's eyes moved slightly and said quietly, "Remove the red balls of the two of them!"

The deacon's disciple removed the two red balls again, and only four red balls were selected for the four.

On the outskirts of Fengshenxing, on a desolate star, countless large and small stones were arranged in a mess on all sides. In the midst of the brilliance, Wu Pengwei's eyebrows were slightly twisted together.

Wu Pengwei was a little anxious, and the opponent was selected, but the game that should have been held was postponed again and again because of the delay of an infinite elder.

The rules of the competition are that the eight elders jointly decide the winner or defeat of the game. In each game, there must be eight elders present before counting, that is, one person is absent, and this battle also needs to be calculated separately.

Wu Pengwei raised his head slightly, but when he saw in the sky, the Flying Tiger Elder and the other six elders had been waiting for a long time, but the infinite elders were too late. Behind the eight elders, there were dozens of other strong men floating in the sky and watching on the wall. These people were nothing more than some disciples of the sect, or scattered practitioners, who came to visit the competition. .

"The battle between Xiang Ruolan and Duanmu, I'm afraid it has begun!"

Wu Pengwei looked at Zhang Weiyu in front of him, but the latter's eyes were wide open and he looked at him. In his eyes, there was a faint trace of hatred and fear. Although he covered up well for him, he could not escape Wu Pengwei's observation.

"Hahahaha, I'm sorry, I'm temporarily hindered by some trivial things in the sect, and the time has been delayed. Please forgive me."

Elder Feihu frowned and snorted coldly, "All the elders have arrived. Wu Pengwei, Zhang Weiyu, let's start!"

As soon as the voice of the elder Flying Tiger fell, Wu Pengwei saw Zhang Weiyu suddenly shouting loudly. The long sword at his waist suddenly pulled out, and the power of qi and blood gushed out all over his body. A three-headed green wolf suddenly rushed out of his body and attacked Wu Pengwei.

On the soul weapon in Zhang Weiyu's hand, a tiger-striped leopard rushed out at the same time, together with the three green wolves, with a strong flame power rolled up on his body, like a flame unicorn, rushing straight towards Wu Pengwei.

And the long sword in Zhang Weiyu's hand trembled slightly, and a bloody force permeated the impact, like a big wave of the Yangtze River at the same time, swarming forward.

Zhang Weiyu's attack rolled up the boundless power of qi and blood. The powerful force rushed over a hundred feet away and drew a gully dozens of feet deep on the ground.

Wu Pengwei snorted coldly. In the fire, the unknown soul fire moved when he heard the sound, drilled out of his body, and formed a flame with nine petals at his finger. The flame beat, suddenly separated from Wu Pengwei's fingers and floated forward.

"Fu Li strange beast, show me!"

With Wu Pengwei's cold shout, the Wuming soul fire suddenly broke, and the four groups of Wuming soul fire condensed into four huge runes and beasts.

Silver hammer elephant, golden wing pliers dragon, sword general, chaotic square furnace master!

Each of the four runes and strange beasts has a huge size of five feet. At first glance, they are scattered, facing the three green wolves and tiger-striped leopards respectively, while Wu Pengwei is facing Zhang Weiyu's attack like a tide. His eyes are slightly cold, ten fingers are connected, and his inexplicable fingering is easily sketched for him. In the fingers, the rune writings kept appearing on the palm of the hand, and immediately rushed into the void like a butterfly dance. Hundreds of rune writings condensed into a huge golden rune. With the appearance of this rune, the golden light was shining, and the rune light firmly protected Wu Pengwei in it.

Zhang Weiyu stabbed out with a sword, and the power of qi and blood was like a tidal impact. He quickly crossed a thousand feet away and stabbed Wu Pengwei's chest.

"Boom!"

Zhang Weiyu stabbed the rune with a sword, but when he saw the golden light of the rune flashed, the power of the sword did not cause any damage to the rune.

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