Volume 3, Chapter 1593: Smell the Fragrance on the Snowy Shore but Don’t See the Flowers!

Amidst the chatter of everyone, the sixty-four strong members of the conference were completely born.

Luo Li watched carefully, but unfortunately Dongmen Gaoge entered the top 64 and was eliminated in the end.

He seemed to have made it into the top three hundred, but he didn't make it to the top sixty-four anyway.

A voice sounded: "Now the top sixty-four will draw lots to determine the order of future battles."

Throughout the conference, there was almost no rest time. They immediately entered the next step and began the battle of the top 64.

Luo Li vaguely guessed that this conference was run by powerful mana, and a large amount of immortal energy was consumed every moment, so the opponent would not delay at all and directly start the next step of the battle.

Sixty-four people were immediately teleported to a fairy platform, and the drawing of lots began based on the order of formation in the arena, with Luo Li ranked first.

At this point in the legend, Luo Li is in front, and the Sword God is second. The two of them are affectionate and holding hands.

The third Yin-Yang sect who came here, Ye Wumian, looked at them from behind. His eyes were stunned at first, and then he said:

"But the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, Junior Sister Shinichi?"

Hearing him speak, the Sword God frowned and said with disgust, "I've seen Senior Brother Wumian!"

Quietly explained to Luo Li: "The Yin Yang Sect is an ally of my Sky Splitting Sword Sect. This guy used to come to the sect and pester me whenever he had nothing to do. He was very annoying!"

Looking at the Yin Yang Jiao Ye Wu Mian, there was a kind of endless possessiveness in his eyes, like an animal in heat, without any cover up at all. Seeing these eyes, Luo Li just hated it!

Yin Yang Jiao Ye Wumian looked at Luo Li and the Sword God and said, "Junior Sister Zhenyi, could this be the one you call the Right One?

Your last choice. Is this the bastard? "

There was endless jealousy and resentment in his words.

Apart from these, in that voice. There is also a strange magic that makes people listen to it. There is a feeling of trance in the soul, like the whispering words of a loved one.

Hearing his voice, the Sword God's face became gloomy and he said, "Senior Brother Wumian! Please respect yourself. Even if I don't choose him, I won't choose you either!"

Yin Yang Jiao Ye Wumian snorted and sneered. He looked at Luo Li and said, "Boy. Although there will be no real death in this conference!

But I will let you taste the most terrible torture in the world. From now on, you will not be interested in any woman and you will become a complete waste! "

There was a curse in the words.

Luo Li looked at him, nodded his position with a sneer, and said: "I am first, you are third!

Don’t overestimate your capabilities! "

Luo Li said this with a arrogant tone. Endless contempt, the Yin Yang Sect was suddenly furious!

They stared at each other, right then. Luo Li flashed and was sent to the stage, where he began to draw lots.

Just a twitch, and a voice suddenly sounded:

"The winner of the twenty-first arena is the Immortal World Middle School Wen Xiangjiao Yun Zhong Wu!"

Luo Li chose his opponent, and it was Yun Zhongwu, one of the strong enemies he was paying attention to. Yun Zhongwu was immediately ranked 21st, and there was no need to draw lots.

The two disappeared, and then the second sword god appeared. The lottery began, and the opponent she drew was Prajna Feng Lei, the winner of the thirty-seventh arena. Suddenly the two of them teleported and disappeared.

Yin Yangjiao Ye Wu Mian came up to draw lots, and immediately an opponent was chosen.

Everyone teleported to the corresponding arena. Thirty-two arenas are held simultaneously to determine the top thirty-two.

In the hall, countless virtual immortals were watching these games.

Suddenly, a water mirror appeared above everyone's heads. It was the names of these sixty-four people, as well as their achievements.

There are also their betting odds below. The many virtual immortals present can bet on anything.

Whether it's fairy stones, fairy treasures, fairy spirits, or even your lifespan, if the strong person you suppress wins, you will be rewarded immediately.

Moreover, this rate of return is quite high and completely inconsistent with the betting rate of normal gambling casinos. In addition, each person can only bet on one person, not multiple bets.

In that battle, time and space seemed to be suspended for an instant, giving the virtual immortals present the opportunity to gamble and place bets.

Suddenly everyone's attention was attracted.

"How is this going?"

"Are you asking us to place a bet?"

"It's strange. According to this bet, no matter who wins or loses, the conference will lose money?"

"You, you are just a chicken with a small belly. This is the unparalleled conference of Daluo Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Why would you care about such a thing?"

"Yes, yes, this thing we bet on was born as soon as someone thought about it, and they don't care at all!"

"I think the Sky-Splitting Sword God must be number one. If I win the bet, the rate of return is one to three. Is there anyone who bets with me?"

"I bet you, I think the Yin Yang Sect must be number one!"

"Wrong, wrong, I think Hunyuan from the Xiantian Yiqi Sect must be number one!"

Countless virtual immortals began to place bets here, paying attention to the gambling situation, watching the battle of these sixty-four people, and began to study who could enter the top thirty-two.

They didn't know that as they placed their bets, a strange power flew out of them and injected into the conference competition.

This kind of power will be very familiar to Luo Li here, it is the kind of strange power that caused him to get the title.

The Wushuang Conference began to use gambling to mobilize the enthusiasm of all the virtual immortals present, and thereby began to artificially create honorary titles.

This kind of artificially created title is thousands of times more sophisticated and mature than the Haoyue Earth Immortal of Xiantian Yiqi Sect.

After everyone placed their bets, the battlefield that was suspended in time and space started immediately, and 32 pairs of strong men began to fight one-on-one.

Luo Li's opponent is Yun Zhongwu of Wenxiang Sect.

Wenxiang Sect is the middle sect of the fairy world. The poem in the sect is: The moonlight is connected to the daytime, and the shadows of the lights are mixed with the starlight. There is no place to produce fireworks, and the smell of incense can help you escape from Zen.

This sect escaped from the Buddhist world and became an immortal by refining the spirit with incense.

The opposite Yun Zhongwu saw Luo Li, nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, took out three rosin, and lit them with a wave.

The rosin burned, as if above the rosin. White smoke rose, and the incense rose.

Yun Zhongwu's body dimmed, and with a click, the whole person seemed to be integrated into the incense and disappeared.

Luo Li sneered. Looking at the other party, to see what the other party had.

The mist in the cloud disappeared, and the three pine resins were like being ignited by someone. In an instant, they burned quickly and burned out.

Looking over, there was only Luo Li between heaven and earth. But between heaven and earth, there was a kind of fragrance that was looming.

That kind of fragrance existed between heaven and earth, and it did not belong to any immortal arts. There was no immortal energy fluctuation. This was the power of faith.

The fragrance gathered, and in an instant, cigarette smoke appeared behind Luo Li, turning into two yellow-turbaned warriors. They rushed towards Luo Li.

Luo Li waved his hand, and the two yellow-turbaned warriors turned into ashes under Luo Li's blow.

Luo Li frowned immediately. These two yellow-turbaned warriors had no entity and were very easy to break, but their strength was very strong, surpassing ordinary virtual immortals.

The two yellow-turbaned warriors were shattered, and immediately in the looming fragrance, other human figures appeared immediately.

Flying maid, red-turbaned warrior. Twenty-eight constellations, twelve heavenly masters. Countless immortal soldiers and generals began to appear. They besieged Luo Li.

These immortal soldiers and heavenly generals were all made of incense and had no entity. They could be shattered with one blow, but their strength was stronger than the other.

And the most terrifying thing was that they were endless and could be born and die at any time.

As long as you were entangled by them, you would immediately fall into the sea of ​​people and finally die of exhaustion.

The only way to break them was to extinguish the incense, but the incense would dissipate between heaven and earth. No matter what method you used, you could not find the existence of the mist in the clouds.

In fact, this kind of magic was not a magic at all, but the power of faith in the gods. This power could give birth to powerful gods, but it was trapped by incense.

For the predecessors of the Wenxiang Sect, they used ingenious immortal methods to turn this power into their own immortal path, ascended to become immortals, and asked for liberation!

Suddenly Luo Li was trapped by the countless incense immortal soldiers and heavenly generals.

Seeing this scene, many virtual immortals in the hall who had bet on Luo Li to win sighed:

"It's over, it's over, this time it's a loss!"

"Yes, I actually met the shameless group of Wenxiang Sect!"

"When you meet the immortals of Wenxiang Sect, you can only escape. Their flying ability is not strong, and the incense field is limited. Just leave that field."

"If you can escape far away at will, there is still a chance, but this is a competition, you will lose."

"Yes, yes, you will lose!"

Many people sighed, and they all thought that Luo Li would definitely lose.

If it were someone else, maybe they would really lose, but meeting Luo Li was Yun Zhongwu's bad luck.

The so-called power of incense, the power of faith, he is also power, and also a rule.

Among the countless immortal soldiers and generals, Luo Li slightly released his original power.

Luo Li's original power was not released much, just to protect his body.

Suddenly, under the original power, the immortal soldiers and generals close to him immediately turned into green smoke and disappeared.

There were still countless immortal soldiers and generals outside, blocking the sight of all the virtual immortals.

At the same time, Luo Li followed the disappearing immortal soldiers and generals, and perfectly controlled the power of origin, turning into a smile like a strand of black hair, spreading out.

Following the direction of the incense of the immortal soldiers and generals, he began to search in this world.

Wherever the power of origin went, the immortal soldiers and generals that came into contact with them suddenly disappeared in part, but the whole would not disappear. Looking back, there were still countless immortal soldiers and generals surrounding Luo Li, attacking and beating wildly!

Luo Li was looking for the other party. Among the countless immortal soldiers and generals who disappeared in part when they touched them, there was only one existence that would not disappear at all, and that was the body of Yun Zhongwu.

He was hidden among the thousands of immortal soldiers and generals, commanding them to fight.

He was the head of the incense, and the power of faith was emitted from him and transformed into endless immortal soldiers and generals.

He found it immediately, and Luo Li grabbed it, and with a click, it was shattered!

In an instant, the ring disappeared, and Luo Li won!

All the immortals outside the arena were dumbfounded. What was going on?

The fight was going on just now, but it ended just like that?

Looking over, Luo Li was standing on the stage, and the mist in the clouds disappeared, causing an uproar all around! (To be continued)