After the war, this place turned into a ruin, with no grass growing.

After thousands of years of development, some vitality has gradually recovered here, but it is still insufficient.

Because this place is a must-pass place for merchant ships passing by, later, the great forces in the Heavenly Dao World united to build a "Cometown of Immortals" in the center of this ruins.

This Juxian City belongs to a public city and is jointly managed by multiple forces.

The center of Juxian City is equipped with a fairy-lord fighting field. The main function is to give the immortal-lord cultivators in the Heavenly Dao world an opportunity to let go of their hands and feet and discuss and confirm each other. It will not affect the ecological balance between the two continents, nor will it affect the unity between forces.

Juxian City has strict regulations. Private fighting is prohibited in the city. If you want to fight, you will go to the court to fight. If you resolve grudges in private, you can resolve them in the court to fight. If there is any violation, you will be severely punished by law enforcement officers.

Whether between casual cultivators or forces, as long as they step onto the court of fighting, they must sign a life-and-death case. Life and death are determined by fate, and the dead party shall not hold the other party responsible.

This is also very fair.

Major forces built houses and shops around the battle arena, and chose peerless strong men who did not belong to any force to serve as the city lord. This is how Juxian City can develop and operate in an orderly manner.

Juxian City has strict regulations, and only by reaching the realm of the Immortal Lord can you enter the city. Otherwise, you will be executed!

Even those merchants are all in the realm of immortals.

This also shows the uniqueness of Juxian City.

However, not all cultivators below the Immortal Lord cannot step into this island. A hundred miles around Juxian City belongs to the outer city of Juxian City. There, even ordinary people can live and stay and do business. However, who dares to come with low cultivation?

Because there is little spiritual energy here, there is not much population here, and many of them pass by and stay for a short time, so it has always been deserted.

But because this once-in-a-century Immortal Lord Ranking Competition is to be held here, many immortal monks from the two continents have attracted to participate, making the originally deserted Immortal City suddenly become very lively.

At this time, there were tens of thousands of immortals gathered in the city.

Anyone on the street, regardless of gender, age, is a monk at the Immortal Realm.

"Guguga! Is the Immortal Lord so worthless? It's everywhere on the street." The iron cockerel looked at the immortal monks all over the street and shouted in surprise.

Wang Meng and others also sighed very much that the cultivators in the Immortal Realm who are admired are as numerous as cows in Juxian City, everywhere. This is unimaginable when Wang Meng and his friends are weak in their cultivation. This really corresponds to the saying: If they do not reach a certain height, they will not be able to see the world of that height.

Wang Meng and the other two came to the battle field in the center of Juxian City.

Wang Meng originally thought that the battle arena was a simple open-air ring, but he didn't expect that the battle arena was open-air, but this was a huge venue with high walls around it. The venue was divided into several large, medium and small arenas, which could be held at the same time. There were step-shaped stands around, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people watching the game at the same time.

There is a notice at the entrance of the venue. If you want to compete, you must first register and pay the fee, and you must also go through a level test to sign a life and death clause.

When Xian'er saw the crowded registration team, she pouted unhappily: "Isn't it just a fight? Why are you doing such a troublesome thing? I'm hungry."

"Eat when you are hungry!" Wang Meng smiled bitterly, and with a thought, a roasted turkey appeared in front of Xian'er, still steaming.

Xian'er smiled at that time, grabbed it, swallowed the flames and made it flowing with oil.

The immortal venerables around were staring at Xian'er in amazement.

Xian'er doesn't mind either.

Wang Meng and the other two were waiting in line at the registration office, and it was their turn to wait for three hours.

The staff responsible for registering for the inspection saw that the four of them were all students from Butian Xianyuan and were so young, so they were very curious and took a few more glances.

Although the Butian Immortal Academy is very famous in the Heavenly Dao world and has trained many cultivators, it is generally relatively rare for those who enter the Immortal Lord realm to reach the fifth level of the Immortal Lord at this age.

When detecting the level, everyone must place their hands on a blue stone pillar. The pillar will shine, and each item will shine a ray of light.

Wang Meng and his friends all showed five blue light columns, which meant that they had the fifth level of the Immortal Lord.

Wang Meng and the other two also paid the registration fee for a medium-grade Chaos Stone to obtain the qualification to participate in the selection competition.

The staff distributed signs with their names to the four of them, with their respective names, realm levels, and powers, which were very detailed.

The Demon Emperor's brand has the word "Mo Di", which is his pseudonym when he was in the Butian Immortal Academy. He continued to use it when he came here.

In the world of heaven, chaos stones are used as currency trading, and chaos stones are divided into four types: low, medium, upper, and top. A medium-grade chaos stone is equivalent to one hundred low-grade chaos stones.

But Wang Meng didn't care. The middle-grade Chaos Stones were piled up into small hills in the ring. There were also many top-grade Chaos Stones, and there were even a large top-grade Chaos Stone.

"Guguga, it's really tiring to participate in a competition, and it's really dark. You'll need a hundred medium-grade Chaos Stones to register for a registration. How many people are there? They are all released in an instant." The iron cockerel rolled his eyes and looked at Wang Meng and said.

"If you have the chance, you can earn it back." Wang Meng was happy and understood the meaning of the iron rooster.

The four of them found an inn and lived there. Each of them was ten medium-grade Chaos Stones a day, which made the iron rooster complain again.

The charge is not low, but the environment is good, elegant and comfortable, clean and tidy. Breakfast is provided for free, lunch and dinner are also available, but at your own expense.

In fact, it is not easy for other businesses to open a store here. Apart from this once-in-a-century Immortal Master Competition, it is not profitable at all.

Xian'er was the most happy that she had no money. She ordered a large table of wine and food, and ate and drank vividly without any worries.

The iron rooster complained all over. When he saw what he had eaten, the complaint turned into motivation. The wind blew the clouds and was not afraid of wasting money.

After the four of them had enough food and drinks, they walked around the city and returned to the inn to rest when it was dark.

The next morning, the four of them got up early, finished their breakfast, and continued shopping.

Wang Meng planned to wander around the city before the game. However, Wang Meng did not discover the edge area.

On the day of the competition, four people came to the court.

There were crowds of people in the stands and the competition seats were full.

An old man from the eighth grade of the Immortal Lord came on stage and talked about some competition regulations.

According to the rules of the battle field, monks in the first competition must first compete with monks of the same level, and they cannot exceed the extreme challenges.
Chapter completed!