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"Everyone, I will preside over the gambling."

Old Monster Song stood up and moved around, "Let's bet the first round first, then bet...Who can arrive at Jianmu first, how about?"

"can!"

The predecessors of various schools nodded one after another.

"Hehe, since everyone has this yaxing, let's enjoy the grand event together!"

Song Tian, ​​the ancestor of the Song family, waved his hand, a stream of light flashed, and a huge light curtain appeared in front of everyone.

Above the light curtain, the situation near Jianmu is clearly visible.

A young monk who flew up and flew quickly in the direction of Jianmu.All monks, including Wang Tengfei, Li Fugui, and Meng Hao, appeared in the light curtain.

"Everyone, Jianmu Lingtu was made by a senior expert. To arrive at Jianmu, it is not only necessary to fly quickly."

Old Monster Song pointed at the figures on the light curtain and smiled: "I don't know everyone, who will win the bet?"

"Of course it's my own child!"

The leader of the Wang family put down the bottle, laughed, and pointed at Wang Tengfei.

"We also bet on our children!"

Gambling games is just a game for these masters of the Nascent Soul Realm.Whether you win or lose, you must not lose the face of Zongmen.

You can't bet on the first round of betting, just overpower the children of other sects!

Even if the golden-jacketed man of Jin Hanzong clearly knew that the little fat man Li Fugui had no chance of winning at all, he put the bet on Li Fugui.

"You all bet on your own children, but I don't have my own children to bet on. Then you can only choose one of your disciples. You can't blame me!"

In the Song family recruitment conference, it is naturally impossible for the Song family to participate.Old Monster Song smiled and looked up on the light curtain.

"Who do you choose?"

Thousands of young monks steered the light to flee, and Old Monster Song didn't have the ability to see who would get the first place.

"Ding Dong."

When Old Monster Song kept looking in the light curtain and saw Meng Hao's body, he suddenly heard a slight chime.

"Huh? The purple bell rang? Why did the purple bell rang when I saw this kid? Is there something weird about this kid?"

Old Monster Song moved in his heart, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Meng Hao, "I bet on him!"

"This boy..."

Seeing Old Monster Song pointing towards Meng Hao, the Yuan Ying cultivators of each sect were a little surprised.

"Hehe, although this young man came with me in the Sword Sect, he is not a disciple of my sect, but a relative and friend of a true disciple of my sect.

Monk Yuan Ying, the leader of the Sword Sect, looked at Old Monster Song pointing at Meng Hao and shook his head with a smile, "Brother Song, I'm afraid I will lose this time!"

"Hehe, it's just a game. Everyone laughed."

Old Monster Song waved his hand and released a jade pill bottle, "This is a Sifang Pill made secret by my Song family. It contains four directions, which is very helpful for understanding the power of space. I will use this pill as a note."

"Is the Song's Sifang Pill? Okay, I bet!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect, an old woman with silver hair and withered skin, waved and released a bloody jade pendant, "This is a blood soul charm refined by the old body. Bet your Sifang Pill."

"I also gamble on a magic weapon!"

"This is the Jinyuan Sword Pill I refined, I bet you!"

The masters of all sects took out their treasures one after another and began to bet.

"The bet has been placed, let's watch the result!"

Old Monster Song smiled and arched his hands at everyone, but he muttered, "When I saw that kid, why did the purple bell ring? What is the name?"

When everyone was betting on lottery, the monks who flew all the way were already close to Jianmu.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a thunder blast in the ears, and when it arrived within a thousand feet of Jianmu, a huge spiritual pressure shrouded like the top of Mount Tai.

"What a heavy Reiatsu!"

After taking a break, a group of cultivators fell to the ground one after another, and they could no longer fly, they could only withstand this spiritual pressure, as if carrying a large mountain on their backs, advancing hard step by step.

"I must win the first place! I must climb to the top of Jianmu and take off the pearl."

Wang Tengfei's face was full of madness, his spiritual power was invigorated, and he kept advancing against this huge spiritual pressure.

When he got up and left the case and rushed towards Jianmu, he was already desperate!

"The inheritance of Ying Long was robbed! It also failed to obtain the Supreme Spiritual Sutra from the Patron Sect! Now... even Chu Yuyan has hooked up with others! I have no retreat!"

This Wang Tengfei's last chance!

Because of that series of failures, Wang Tengfei lost to Wang Lihai because of the competition for the family Daozi! It is no longer possible for him to obtain the family key training!

Only by becoming the son-in-law of the Song family can he have the possibility of rising again!

"Meng Hao! Chu Yuyan! Wang Lihai! You are waiting!"

Wang Tengfei gritted his teeth and moved wildly, approaching Jianmu step by step.

At this moment... Wang Tengfei suddenly surpassed everyone and became the first person to walk in the forefront!

The monks of other sects also did not dare to fall behind.

Even the little fat man Li Fugui, with a group of "junior disciples", rushed all the way to Jianmu under the pressure of the spirit.

The only one who fell to the end was Meng Hao!

"What a rich aura!"

Meng Hao didn't care about the number one at all, and was not here to fight for the son-in-law of the Song family.

In other people's feelings, it was a huge Rei-pressure! But...In Meng Hao's feelings, what kind of Rei-pressure is this?This is clearly an extremely abundant spiritual energy!

Every time he took a step, Meng Hao would stop, cautiously, and slowly absorb the rich and extremely aura gathered around him.

Meng Hao took in aura without hesitation, but the others were advancing desperately.

An hour later, Wang Tengfei, who was walking in the forefront, was only ten feet away from Jianmu.

The other monks who followed, also mostly arrived within a hundred feet.Only... Meng Hao is still thousands of feet away.

"Huh? Brother Song, it turns out that you sometimes miss your eyes!"

"The Shame of Life" Wu Dingqiu, since buying fakes, has been mocked by Old Monster Song.Seeing this situation now, I quickly seized the opportunity and let out a sulking breath.

"Humph!"

Old Monster Song snorted, his face very ugly.As for the other Yuan Ying monks, they smiled.

"Could it be... the sound of the purple golden bell was reminding me that this guy is the worst? In the end, I thought about it. Instead, I put the bet on him? Fortunately there is only one bottle of Sifang Pill.

Old Monster Song was secretly depressed.

"No more! No more! Can't hold it down!"

The aura around Jianmu seemed to be of great benefit to Meng Hao's perfect foundation.

After Meng Hao absorbed Jianmu Aura, the perfect Daotai in the Qi Sea unexpectedly exploded with a huge suction force, seeming to sweep away all Jianmu Aura.

Afraid of making too much noise, Meng Haosheng pressed the suction force.Now... can't hold it anymore!

"Boom!"

As if the gate was opened, the surrounding Jianmu auras gathered like a whirlpool.

At this moment, the spiritual pressure surrounding Jianmu was stirred frantically, turning the vicinity of Jianmu into a huge whirlpool.

"what……"

All the people in front were dragged by the whirling spirit pressure and flew out.Even if Wang Tengfei, who was only close to Jianmu, could not help but pull back.

Only Meng Hao, driven by this spiritual force, was like an arrow from the string, instantly pushed to the root of Jianmu.

"what?"

The moment of reversal left everyone in the clouds watching the light curtain stunned.

"Hahahaha! The old man really looked like a candle! Old ghost Wu, the old man didn't look away!"

Old Monster Song laughed out loud, extremely proud.