Chapter 18    Sensation! Whose chance will fall?

The moment Su Yu wrote, the geniuses in the wilderness were all moved, and they turned their heads together and looked at the wilderness plain.

There, the list of geniuses that were soaring into the sky was emitting a faint golden light.

"If you win the opportunity this time, can Tianji Pavilion give you a fate of Tianji?"

All the geniuses in the wilderness were solemn.

What they care about is not the fate of Tianji, but the Tianji Pavilion, which can actually convey information silently in their minds!

Moreover, it seems to cover the entire wilderness domain at the same time?

"Is the lord of Tianji Pavilion also a saint?"

Chen Anzhi and Ye Xingchen looked at each other and thought to themselves.

Only the divine thoughts of the saints can cover the entire wilderness!

"This Tianji Pavilion... actually saw through my strength!"

"Is that the Lord of the Tianji Pavilion also the survivor of the final battle reborn?"

Somewhere in the Broken Soul Mountains, the evil saint Chen Beixuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"When I seize the Zhulong Spirit Fruit, I will definitely go there!"

...

Su Yu's fire was added, and the competition for the geniuses who were bound to win the saints was becoming increasingly fierce.

Everyone wants to see which force the Tianji Pavilion was.

It seems that it was influenced by the great geniuses. The seven candle dragon souls that were originally playing in the sky seemed to be inspired by some inspiration to break through the sky and disappear into the void.

As the vision dissipated, the originally raging holy-level killing formation also subsided.

The secret realm of Zhulong Tomb has finally opened.

Outside the secret realm, most of the geniuses on the geniuses list came.

This does not rule out that some monks hiding in the dark, such as Zhenxing, Chen Beixuan and others.

"rush!"

Chen An took the lead, and his body turned into a stream of light, plunged directly into the killing formation, and entered Zhulong Tomb.

The top 100 geniuses also set off immediately, unwilling to fall behind.

The cultivators from the remaining major sects could only stare at the figures of these geniuses with jealousy and disappear.

"I'm not willing!" A monk beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"So what if you are unwilling to give up? Maybe the saints of the two holy places are paying attention at this moment. If you are not afraid of death, just go and go!"

A monk sneered.

However, even if they were unable to participate, these monks had no intention of leaving.

Everyone was thinking about watching the fun, wanting to know who got the opportunity of the saint in the end.

Bang!

Just as everyone was watching, less than half a minute, a figure flew backwards from the killing formation.

"Is the genius who ranks one hundred on the genius list!"

"Oh, although it is ranked in the genius list, it is only the strength of the Tao Palace realm. It is too difficult to break into the opportunity of a saint!"

Everyone was talking.

"It seems that this opportunity is likely to be occupied by the Heavenly Sword Saint Land and the Cangyu Saint Land!"

"After all, there are almost fifty people who have entered Zhulong Tomb in these two holy places!"

Although it is impossible to see the specific situation in Zhulong Tomb, it does not prevent these monks from speculating.

As time goes by, geniuses are rejected from Zhulong Tomb.

These geniuses all had empty hands and looked ugly, and they obviously did not want to accept this result.

However, they were already stained with the aura of Zhulong. If they entered Zhulong Tomb again, they would probably cause the killing formation to be strangled.

On the third day, an unexpected genius was also rejected.

"Ye Xingchen!!"

"It turned out to be Ye Xingchen, who is ranked second in the genius list? Did he get the opportunity of a saint?"

"It shouldn't be, look at his face!"

At this moment, Ye Xingchen stood in the void, his face extremely ugly.

He was so lucky that he accidentally touched the killing formation for a spiritual medicine worth hundreds of thousands of years and was directly squeezed out of Zhulong Tomb.

However, after a moment, his mood calmed down.

"Social Son, Chen Anzhi from the Heavenly Sword Holy Land is still inside. If he gets the opportunity of the saint, then..."

The disciples of Cangyu Holy Land asked worriedly.

He didn't dare to say the following words, but everyone knew them well.

If another saint is created in the Heavenly Sword Saint Land, the situation where the two major saints in the wilderness domains check and balance each other will be overturned.

In response to this, Ye Xingchen looked calm and said lightly:

"Don't worry, the Heavenly Sword Holy Land cannot create a saint!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted the attention of the monks present.

Ye Xingchen was confused by the anger?

Once the opportunity of a saint is made, isn’t it enough to create a saint?

"The opportunity inside is a holy-level spiritual medicine, but it is a holy-level spiritual medicine for body refining!"

Ye Xingchen explained with a expressionless face.

"Body Refining Holy Medicine?"

Everyone was stunned, and then their interest weakened halfway.

Since ancient times, the secret technique of body refining disappeared, and body refining became a side-door path.

Without matching magic tricks and magical powers, no matter how strong the body is, he cannot exert 100% strength and can only become a resistant sandbag.

"But even if the body-refining holy medicine is related to the word holy, it cannot be treated with an ordinary perspective."

"Now I just hope that Chen Anzhi's luck will not be so strong!"

Ye Xingchen said in a deep voice.

The so-called opportunity, strength only accounts for a small part, and what is more important is the word "fate".

Just like him, he has bad luck today, otherwise he would not have appeared here.

...

Time passed day by day, and the secret realm of Zhulong Tomb was not big. Five days later, the killing formation that originally enveloped the entire Zhulong Tomb trembled slightly, turning into countless light spots, dissipating between the world.

As the killing formation dissipated, figures appeared in the void.

"The killing formation disappeared, and someone got the body-refining holy medicine!"

"Who is it?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on the genius who was still in Zhulong Tomb.

These geniuses have more or less scars on their bodies, but their eyes are shining with a calm breath.

In just a few days, everyone's strength has been improved to a greater or lesser extent.

"Is this the benefit of the opportunity of the saint?"

"What I'm more concerned about now is who got the body refining holy medicine!"

A group of monks swept across the remaining geniuses, trying to see some clues.

However, everyone had some regrets and reluctance on their faces.

"Chen Anzhi, where is the Zhulong Spirit Fruit?"

Ye Xingchen pointed at Chen Anzhi and asked in a deep voice.

Chen Anzhi spread his hands and said helplessly: "That guy ran away!"

"oh!"

Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "It's not that you got the Zhulong Spirit Fruit?"

Chen Anzhi lowered his head and glanced at Zhulong Tomb below, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "If you don't believe it, you are a monk from the Five Prefectures Realm, you have obtained it!"

Looking back on the previous scene, Chen Anzhi still felt a little incredible.
To be continued...