Through Wu Chenzi's explanation, after understanding the detailed rules of the Tianbang Arena Battle, all the contestants around him turned red in an instant.

For them, although all the previous competitions were also very important, they were far from comparable to the ring match. This battle was the final decisive battle and a battle of destiny.

On the heavenly list, the higher the ranking, the higher the status. In addition to being able to obtain huge rewards from the Immortal Sect, anyone who enters the top ten can control the army of cultivators and have a great say in the subsequent battle of the Southern Expedition!

The general of the mainland monk coalition is a crucial position, especially for major forces, which is a life-saving straw.

Sometimes, the order of a general can determine the life and death of all the monks participating in the war in a force, and can determine the fate and future of all of them.

Therefore, if you fail to win the first place in the Heavenly List, the ancestors of all major forces will at least enter the top ten and must obtain the position of general. Otherwise, their respective sects will not have a good time.

Take a step back, even if you put aside the position issue, the cultivation resources given by the Immortal Immortal Sect alone are enough to make everyone excited. If it weren't for the ring competition that required a lot of screening, I'm afraid even those Void Refining Cultivators would want to join the battle!

"What a pity, I only persisted under the Soul-Suppressing Monument for a while and was eliminated. Otherwise, I could still compete for rankings."

"Tsk, just one breath, I'm so embarrassed to show it out. I've persisted for two breaths. If I participate in the competition, it will definitely be higher than your ranking."

"Hehe, it seems that you are really optimistic. Actually, you haven't even passed the Soul-Suppressing Monument test, which can explain a lot of problems. With your strength to participate in the arena battle, I'm afraid you will be abused in the first round."

Some people are arguing, some are sarcastic. In short, there is not a very harmonious relationship among these Mahayana monks, and there is a strong smell of gunpowder everywhere.

Especially as the last sentence came out, many Mahayana monks present couldn't help but feel embarrassed. They were all eliminated people under the Soul-Suppressing Monument, and they always felt offended at this time!

I don’t know how long it has passed, as the Eighth Patriarch of the Immortal Sect continues to change the formation, the atmosphere on the field has become more and more tense in the silence of everyone.

Everyone knew that the Tianbang are about to begin, their expressions were moved, their breathing was rapid, and even their hearts were beating without control.

Everyone around, including many contestants, a larger number of spectators, and the disciples of the Fantasy Immortal Sect who maintained order, were watching, quietly watching the changes in the formation ahead, and watching the gradually forming ring there.

He forced himself to control the entire Immortal Immortal Sect formation and changed it repeatedly to serve as the home court of the Heavenly List Battle. No Mahayana monk can do such a shocking move. Only the true immortal can turn decay into magic!

There were always bursts of exclamations in the crowd from time to time, and many cultivators were stunned. Now, this scene in front of them was the first time they saw the true immortal taking action in this life.

The amazing power from the Eighth Patriarch of the Fantasy Immortal Sect stirred up the thoughts of countless people and shocked their minds.

"The power of the true immortal..."

"My greatest wish in this life is to become a true immortal. The realm that has become absent from the scope of a cultivator is so desirable."

Everyone was sighing and sighing to the sky. It’s a pity that not everyone can enter the realm of true immortals. Looking at the 120,000-year history of cultivation in the entire Fantasy Immortal Continent, there are only eight true immortals now.

"Boom!"

Just as everyone was expecting, suddenly, in just a moment, with a shocking sound coming, the formation of the Fantasy Immortal Sect in front was about to be arranged and approached the end.

Among the nine peak forces, the nine Mahayana Great Perfections all showed their eyes. They are actually not unfamiliar with the Tianbang Arena Competition.

Judging from their cultivation and practice time, they were qualified to participate in the Fantasy Immortal Sect Competition a thousand years ago, but their strength was not as strong as it is now!

"The Eighth Patriarch is about to end the formation, so you are ready."

"Later, when the arena battle officially begins, all participants need to enter the formation in advance and try to maintain the peak combat power of you and others."

"The competitions on the ring are all one-on-one battles. Before the victory or defeat is decided, no third party shall intervene and shall not disrupt the order of the battle. Violators shall be expelled from the formation and deprived of the qualification to participate!"

Wu Chenzi spoke in a deep voice and gave everyone a warning. As his voice continued to be heard, at this moment, the huge formation of the Immortal Sect of Immortals was finally transformed.

All the venues needed for the ring competition were arranged by the Eighth Ancestors. After entering the formation, many contestants will be arranged aside and away from the ring.

Every battle in the arena is limited to two people. The winner advances and the losers are eliminated. If this continues, the top 50, top 20, top 10 and champion will be selected one after another.

"Everyone, join the formation!"

At this moment of great attention, everyone jumped into the sky in one step. Not long after, they entered the formation one after another, found their respective positions, began to sit down cross-legged, and prepared to participate!

Gradually, after about a stick of incense, everyone finished their seats. At this time, nearly a hundred Mahayana monks had all stepped into the formation, without missing a single one.

Looking at the strange environment in front of him and feeling the shocking fighting spirit of the people around him, Zhong Tianhao also felt inexplicably excited. Next, he was going to show his strength.

He subconsciously looked at the direction on the right, where the nine great perfections of the ancestor Daluo and the ancestor Lianyun all gathered here.

As if he noticed Zhong Tianhao's strange gaze, almost at the same time, Daluo and others turned their eyes and stared at each other.

The nine of them had noticed Zhong Tianhao for a long time and were quite concerned about Zhong Tianhao because they knew that with Zhong Tianhao's strength, it was not difficult to enter the top ten of the Tianlist.

This means that even if they are in the Great Perfection of Mahayana, among them, many people are not as strong as Zhong Tianhao, and they are destined to become stepping stones for Zhong Tianhao's rise!

"None of these old guys are good at it."

Zhong Tianhao muttered, he frowned, withdrew his gaze, turned to Ashan and Yun Tianya, who were the only two younger generations of monks who were qualified to participate in the battle on the Heavenly List except him.

I think that the younger generation, now only the three of them have broken through the Mahayana realm. As for the others, they are far behind and are obviously dumped further and further away.

Looking at Zhong Tianhao again, Ashan and Yun Tianya remained silent at this moment. For some reason, whenever they think of Zhong Tianhao's perversion, they would involuntarily suck in the air, thinking that Zhong Tianhao was too terrifying!

"You and I are afraid that they will not be able to catch up with him in this life. In the same age as him, I don't know whether it is luck or sadness, but I am destined to be suppressed by him forever and live under his glory and glory..."

This is the common voice of Ashan and Yun Tianya, full of helplessness. If they had been qualified to compete with Zhong Tianhao twenty years ago, they would have been able to fight once.

But now, everything has changed. Although they have worked hard enough and made rapid progress, Zhong Tianhao is undoubtedly making faster progress in front of them!

"Everyone, I believe you have already understood the rules of the game. Everyone has the opportunity to play, win, enter the next round, lose, and eliminate immediately."

"There are five rounds of schedule in this arena battle. The first round is a selection competition. This battle does not need to be carried out. Later, the Eighth Patriarch will directly determine one hundred Mahayana practices."

"The second round, third round, fourth round and fifth round will be selected one after another, and the top 50, top 20, top 10 and champions. As for where you can go, it depends entirely on your strength."

In the formation of the Immortal Sect, Wu Chenzi's voice echoed in all directions and fell into everyone's ears, making them energetic and each one was eager to try.

In the ring, no matter who the opponent is, once he admits defeat, he will be defeated and will be eliminated immediately and then teleported out of the outside world.

Every battle is inevitable and requires all your strength. Instead of eliminating it, it is better to take a try. In this way, at least there is hope for promotion!

At the same time, within this Illusion Immortal Sect formation, the environment is somewhat different from the outside world. Sometimes, the arena itself also has certain dangers. Anyway, no one is absolutely safe.

Outside, many viewers were looking forward to it. They were all waiting for the result of this battle, wanting to see who can become the first in the Heavenly List and be the leader of the Nanzheng.

In a sense, the winner of this competition is directly related to the life and death of all forces and the changes in the pattern of the entire Fantasy Immortal Continent.

"If... if Zhong Tianhao wins the championship again and he will take charge of Nanzheng, will our Mu family be targeted, will he be sent out to take the lead, and will he... become a victim?"

In the Mu family camp, some people are beginning to worry. After all, in their memory, it seems that the only one who is in the Mu family is in trouble with Zhong Tianhao.

"You guys are over-concerned."

Seeing that the Mu family members around him turned their eyes to him, Mu Yan'er sighed softly and then shook her head to deny this statement.

"He has never been a vengeful person. If you want to hold grudges, perhaps, in his eyes, the Mu family doesn't even have the qualifications to let him remember..."

Everyone in the Mu family was silent. Although some topics were not suitable to be spoken out, they still existed. However, they were also sure that the answer given by their second lady was not wrong.

Because, on this Fantasy Immortal Continent, the one who knows Zhong Tianhao the best is not anyone else, it is Mu Yan'er!

"I announced that the Fantasy Immortal Sect Competition, the last schedule, the arena battle, will begin!"

There was endless roar from the world, the great way was trembling, the sky was roaring, and after Wu Chenzi's final announcement came out, before everyone could react, the formation of the Illusion Immortal Sect in front was already being activated.
Chapter completed!