Pagoda Immortality

The battle continues.

The people in the field are working harder and harder. Although the first and second place have been announced, there are still several top ten places to compete for, right?

Especially the old people who know the meaning of the resurrection order, they are working harder and harder.

"That guy actually took the first place in the whole field, which is incredible! In this way, the merger of Sword Palace and Shadow Building is really not a bad thing." Xi Shanruo murmured to himself.

"Yes, when the list is opened, Lu Li's name will surely resound throughout the Xuanling Realm, and the three words "Nanming Realm" will also shine because of his existence." Jiang Chan nodded.

The next fight will be longer.

Lu Li also walked to a corner of the square and chose a quiet corner to practice quietly.

As time went on, more and more people finished defending the ring, and the team that finished gradually became larger than the team waiting for the challenge.

One day more than two years later.

With the end of the last one hundred and sixty-nine sign defending the ring, this ranking match finally came to an end.

In the top ten, except for Lu Li Yuwen and the headmaster Faxin from Mingguang Temple, the remaining seven places were all taken by the old men from the Undead City.

On this day, everyone stood up and waited for the Undead Spirit to announce the results.

The Undead Spirit lived up to expectations and slowly stood up, looking at everyone indifferently, "Those with scores below 69 should step out."

Under normal circumstances, those with scores below 70 should be eliminated, but because there was one less person, the standard was also lowered by one point.

Hearing this, the man who scored 69 points was secretly relieved.

He thought it was fortunate that there was no accident.

The man who got 68 points had empty eyes. He was only one point away from successfully advancing. It was this one point difference that made him miss the Undead City!

He seemed to have drained all his strength and moved out of the team woodenly.

Of course, the most indifferent person should be the old man who got zero points. He looked at the jade sign in his hand and even wanted to laugh.

From zero to 68 points, there are a total of 69 people.

The immortal spirit glanced at them calmly, then grabbed them through the air, and a bunch of jade sticks fell into his hand. Then, without saying anything, he waved his hand and threw out a large piece of colorful rays of light, covering these people.

As the rays of light moved, these people disappeared directly on the square. When they appeared again, they had already arrived above the forbidden sea outside the thunder waterfall.

Looking at the golden immortal list in the center of the thunder waterfall, he felt indescribably disappointed.

On the other side.

In the mysterious space.

The immortal spirit flashed down and stood next to the smooth stone tablet, looking at all the people who had advanced: "Now, please line up in order according to the points in your hands, from low to high, and prepare to leave your name on the list!"

Hearing this, the crowd immediately began to stir.

Then, the person with 69 points took the lead in standing in front of the stone tablet, followed by 70 points, 71 points... and soon, a long line was formed.

And Lu Li and Yu Wenshu were at the end of the long dragon.

"Hehe! Boss, how is it, are you excited?"

Yu Wenshu turned around and said to Lu Li with a playful smile.

"A little, but not much..."

Lu Li was not excited about the ranking, but when he thought about entering the mysterious Undead City, he was still looking forward to it, just like a village kid about to enter a big city.

After saying that, he looked at the front of the team. He was a little curious about how the other party got on the list.

And under Lu Li's gaze.

The old man with 69 points also handed over his jade sign carefully, fearing that the other party would be unhappy and eliminate him: "Hehe, Lord Hao Xing, you see..."

But the Undead Spirit just glanced at the jade sign lightly, and handed the crystal clear jade pen in his hand to the old man, saying indifferently: "Blood is ink, just leave your name on the monument."

This pen is half a foot long, not a normal brush, because its tip is also made of jade, very sharp, without hair.

The old man was overjoyed and quickly took the jade pen.

Then he poked it gently in the palm of his hand, making a small blood hole. Miraculously, the jade pen tip quickly turned red as soon as it touched the blood.

And a strong suction force came, as if to drain his blood.

The old man was secretly shocked and quickly took the pen tip out of his palm, which made it stop. The old man took two steps forward and walked to the front of the stone tablet. Suddenly he asked again: "Sir, can you write anywhere?"

The immortal spirit said lightly: "Yes."

The old man then wrote on it with peace of mind. In a moment, the three bloody characters "Lian Ziyao" were left on the smooth stone tablet, with a little spiritual light.

But the next moment, the surface of the stone tablet suddenly squirmed, and the three characters disappeared directly.

The old man was a little confused, and looked at the immortal spirit and said nervously: "Sir, this..."

"Okay, stand aside and wait!"

The immortal spirit reached out to take back the jade pen, and a light flashed on his hand, and the blood-red color on the jade pen immediately faded, and then handed the jade pen to the next person: "Give me the jade sign, come forward and leave your name!"

With the previous experience, this person didn't need to ask more questions. After handing over the jade sign, he pierced his palm and walked forward to write on the stone tablet.

At the same time, outside.

Outside the thunder waterfall, those who came out before have not left yet.

At this time, one of the old men with black spots all over his face, who looked like he was about to be buried, bowed to the person next to him and said with a lonely look: "Brother, I'll take my leave first."

"Brother, aren't you waiting for the list to be announced?" The latter also looked sad.

"Hey! I won't wait. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me. I still have a thousand years of life. I don't want to practice anymore. I'll go back to find a quiet place and spend the rest of my life in peace." The former shook his head, then flew away in a flash.

"Hey!"

The latter sighed and shook his head and flew away.

.........

On a lonely island somewhere, two people were chasing a sixth-level spirit beast.

Suddenly, one of them stopped in the air, looked at the golden long picture at the end of his sight and shouted excitedly: "Brother Liang, look, my name has appeared on the Immortal List!"

The fat man surnamed Liang stopped immediately when he heard the voice.

He looked intently, and indeed, in the lower right corner of the writing area of ​​the Immortal List, he found a row of golden characters: "No. 100, Venerable Lian Ziyao."

"The name is really out!"

The young man surnamed Liang said excitedly, then clasped his hands together, made a wishing gesture, and whispered: "I hope that the old master can be on the list."

"It will definitely be."

The young man patted Fatty Liang on the shoulder to comfort him, and then his eyes lit up again, "Brother, look, the 99th one is out, it's a senior named 'Gou Paoshao'!"

As the names on the Immortal List emerged one by one.

In the forbidden sea area, the practitioners who had originally stopped paying attention to the Immortal List were also attracted again, and looked at the names that appeared on the list one after another with curiosity.

In Vientiane Island.

The people in the Shadow Building also took off into the air, and thousands of people looked at the golden list with expectation.

"I wonder what the rankings of Master and Junior Master-Uncle are."

Tang Fei, along with a group of senior executives from Shadow Building, stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the list from afar, feeling extremely nervous.