Opening Reward 100 Million Lives Chapter 1985: The second round of competition

Chapter 1985 The second round of competition

"The contest for the throne is over."

The boy on the left interrupted their enthusiasm with a cold voice.

"The 27 **** positions in this round have all been decided."

"You can leave."

"What?"

Hearing this, everyone boiled.

"Has the throne been decided?"

"Who got it?"

"Didn't it mean that everyone else died? So even if it wasn't me, it should be our colleagues present?"

"Yes! Who else is there besides us?"

"Could it be that the throne can still be given to the dead?"

The **** the right nodded.

"You're right."

"The 27 **** positions in the first round can only be obtained if they fall during the training."

"What the hell?"

This time the audience really exploded.

Many were shaking their fists in anger, blushing with anger and thick necks.

"And this weird rule?"

"The living can't get it, but the dead can get the throne?"

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I don't agree, what kind of competition is this?"

No wonder they were so excited.

Even the 'it's none of my business' brother thinks this time is really absurd.

Think about what these people worked so hard for before?

Isn't it just go to the end and live to the finals?

I will tell you after the end of the experience that I am working hard in the wrong direction...

Who can accept this exchange?

If I had known that I had to die before I could become a god, then in the First Era, when there were consecutive battles, this group of people would definitely charge ahead without fear of death.

"The first round is over, and the second round of the battle for the throne has begun."

"The location of the second round is in the Primordial Immortal Realm. Where did you come from and where will you return."

“Everyone can participate in this round of the contest for the throne.”

This kind of words obviously can't appease everyone's emotions.

They were even angrier.

"What second round?"

"What kind of game is this?"

"I don't remember what happened, and the rules are not clear. It's just playing tricks on us, right?"

"So what are we doing?"

“Everyone can participate in the next round, so there are more competitors?”

The **** the right ignored them and said to herself: "As the leaders of the Third Era, you can get important information about this round of competition in advance."

The crowd, who had been noisy at first, immediately quieted down.

Listen to this, can I take the lead in the second round?

But when I saw the God Lord sitting on the lotus dais flicking his fingers, a milky white prism floated in front of everyone.

The prism was about the size of a palm, slowly rotating, exuding a strong heavenly atmosphere.

It's a fetish at first sight.

"This is the seal of the Dao, and if you get it, you will become a god."

The eyes of everyone suddenly became hot.

Some people can't even hide their greedy expressions, and they seem to be contemplating the consequences of robbing them now.

However, the God Lord on the opposite side and the four golden boys and girls didn't care.

"There are already 27 Dao Seals scattered in the Yuanxian Realm of the Third Era."

"This news, now only you know."

No one was stupid and immediately understood the importance of the news.

This is equivalent to the fact that the competition has begun, but only the 30,000 people present know it has begun, and the others don't know it at all.

Also, the goal of this competition is much more specific.

Not as vague as the first round of catastrophe.

What to say depends on performance, who knows what the standard of performance is?

"So this second round, all we have to do is find the Dao Yin?"

"If you find it, you will be able to achieve a divine position?"

The **** the right taps her head, "The moment you get the seal of the Dao, you can directly become a god."

"No refining or anything else required?"

"Not required."

"The position of God has nothing to do with one's own realm?"

"Irrelevant."

"Will the 27 people who became gods in the first round still join the competition?"

"They already have the sigil and cannot get a second sigil."

Everyone had a reassurance in their hearts.

Especially those Supreme Dao Venerables were even more excited.

In such a large Primordial Immortal Realm, who stipulated that it must be found by the Taoist gods?

And those Taoist gods also showed confident smiles.

In the first round of competition, all the elites of Yuanxian Realm took their time.

At present, the ceiling over there is only Taoist, right?

After returning home, even if the entire Yuanxian Realm was tossed over and plowed, who would be able to stop it?

You can do whatever you want.

The process of finding the Daoyin still depends on strength.

For a while, most of the people in the field were gearing up.

But some people are still not satisfied.

"Then how do I find it? Are there any rules in this place where the Dao seal is hidden? Can you give me some more hints?"

Of course, the Lord of God will not satisfy this kind of request to feed the food to the mouth.

"Go back."

The nine-colored lotus platform flickered slightly, and the square at the feet of everyone present suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Cheng only felt that the world was spinning in front of him.

The time and space seemed to be in chaos, and he quickly activated the power of the sky to build an isolation barrier around him.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still in that mysterious space, but there were no other immortals around.

Including Qiu Yuxuan, everyone else has been forcibly sent back to the Yuanxian Realm of the Third Era.

The four golden boys and girls, who were still as proud as little swans, all looked at him in astonishment.

"You! Why are you still here?"

The Lord of the Gods has taken action, how could this person be an exception?

This kind of subverts their perception.

They were born in Supreme Daoji and had never seen Jiang Cheng before.

They don't know the process of the first era experience.

So in their eyes, this is just a Taoist who looks a little special.

"Why can't I be here?"

Brother Cheng put away the power of the sky and didn't even look at the four golden boys and girls, but looked directly at the God Lord on the opposite side.

"Is everything that happened in the First Age real?"

The four golden boys and girls scolded at the same time.

"You can also look directly at the Lord of God, don't you..."

Before they finished speaking, they closed their mouths, because God Lord really answered Jiang Cheng's question out loud.

"True and false, false and true."

This voice is a female voice. Although it is unfamiliar, Jiang Cheng still has some guesses.

"Are you going to play dumb with me?"

He was very dissatisfied and continued to ask: "Where are my disciples and friends? Where have they all gone?"

The Lord of God replied: "In the future you will meet ~IndoMTL.com~ You are really a god, and you can't speak human words?"

He said that, but in fact, Brother Cheng was a little relieved.

Anyway, he and the disciples of Feixianmen were separated not once or twice, and it was almost normal.

Holding their blood drop, and also bound to the mysterious pattern, can't escape.

However, the four golden boys and girls jumped up on the spot.

Because I finally reacted, what this person just said was scolding the Lord around the corner.

"Bold, how dare you be so disrespectful to the Lord..."

"It works!"

Jiang Cheng interrupted them impatiently.

"When brother was showing off his mighty power in the pretending world, the four of you didn't even wear open-crotch pants. What's the point of running to me?"