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Chapter 1228

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"Everyone, I'll be in charge of the betting."

Eccentric Song stood up and clasped his hands. "Let's bet on the first round. Let's bet on … who will be the first to reach the Builder Tree?"

"Sure!"

The seniors of the various sects nodded.

"Hehe, since everyone is in such a good mood, let's enjoy this grand occasion!"

The old ancestor of the Song Clan, Song Tian, waved his hand, and a ray of light flashed past, forming a huge screen in front of the crowd.

On the light screen, the situation near the Builder Tree could be clearly seen.

One by one, young cultivators flew toward the Builder Tree. The cultivators of the various sects, including Wang Tengfei, Li Fugui, and Meng Hao, all appeared on the light screen.

"Everyone, the Builder Tree Spirit Diagram was created by a senior expert. To reach the Builder Tree, it's not just about flying fast. "

Eccentric Song pointed at the figures on the light screen and said with a smile, "I wonder who will be the winner?"

"Of course it's our own disciple!"

The leader of the Wang Family put down his wine bottle and pointed at Wang Tengfei with a laugh.

"We'll also bet on our own disciple!"

For these Nascent Soul Stage experts, gambling was just a game. No matter who won or lost, they couldn't lose face for their Sect.

They couldn't bet on another Sect's disciple in the first round!

Even the golden-armored man from the Golden Frost Sect knew that Li Fugui had no chance of winning, but he still bet on Li Fugui.

"You're all betting on your own disciples, but I don't have any. I can only choose one of your disciples. You can't blame me for this!"

The Song Family's son-in-law selection ceremony naturally couldn't involve their own people. Eccentric Song smiled and looked up at the light screen, searching for something.

"Who should I choose?"

Thousands of young cultivators flew in the light. Eccentric Song didn't have the ability to see who would be first.

"Ding Dong."

As Eccentric Song continued to look through the light screen, his gaze landed on Meng Hao. Suddenly, he heard a slight bell ring.

"Huh? The Violet Golden Bell rang? Why did it ring when I saw this kid? Is there something strange about this kid? "

Eccentric Song's heart moved. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Meng Hao. "I bet on him!"

"This young man …"

When the various Nascent Soul Cultivators saw Eccentric Song pointing at Meng Hao, they were surprised.

"Heh heh, although this young man came with the Solitary Sword Sect, he's not a disciple. He's a friend of one of our Elite Disciples."

The Solitary Sword Sect Nascent Soul Cultivator looked at Eccentric Song and shook his head. "Brother Song, I'm afraid you're going to lose this time!"

"Hehe, it's just a game. Let's make everyone laugh. "

Eccentric Song waved his hand and took out a jade pill bottle. "This is my Song Family's secret Four Directions Pill. It contained the Four Directions of Heaven and Earth, and was very helpful in comprehending the power of space. I'll bet this pill. "

"The Song Family's Four Directions Pill? Alright, I'll do it! "

The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Blood Demon Sect was an old woman with a head full of silver hair and withered skin. She waved her hand and a blood-colored jade pendant appeared. "This is a Bloodsoul Talisman that I personally made.

"I'll also bet a magical equipment!"

"This is the Metal Essence Sword Pill that I refined. I'll bet with you!"

One by one, the experts from the various sects began to place their bets.

"The bets have been placed. Let's wait and see what happens!"

Eccentric Song smiled and clasped hands to the crowd. Inwardly, however, he was muttering to himself, "Why did the Violet-Gold Bell ring when I saw that kid? What's up with it? "

As the crowd placed their bets, the Cultivators from the various sects were nearing the World Tree.

"Boom!"

It was as if a clap of thunder had exploded in their ears. When they were within three thousand meters of the World Tree, an enormous spiritual pressure weighed down on them like Mount Tai.

"What a heavy spiritual pressure!"

The beams of light stopped, and the group of Cultivators dropped to the ground. They could no longer fly, and could only endure the spiritual pressure. It felt as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs as they trudged onward.

"I'll definitely take first place! I'll definitely climb to the top of the World Tree and pluck the pearl! "

Wang Tengfei's face was filled with madness. His spiritual power surged, and he continued onward against the enormous spiritual pressure.

As soon as he left the table and charged toward the World Tree, he was ready to throw caution to the wind!

"The Flying Rain-Dragon legacy has been stolen! I failed to obtain the Sublime Spirit Scripture from the Reliance Sect! Now … even Chu Yuyan has hooked up with someone else! There's no way out! "

This was Wang Tengfei's last chance!

Because of the series of failures, Wang Tengfei had lost to Wang Lihai in the competition for the position of Dao Child! He could no longer receive the clan's special training!

Only by becoming the son-in-law of the Song Clan would he have the chance to rise again!

"Meng Hao! Chu Yuyan! Wang Lihai! Just you wait! "

Wang Tengfei gnashed his teeth and madly strode forward, approaching the World Tree.

At this moment … Wang Tengfei had surpassed everyone else, and was now the first person to walk in front!

The Cultivators from the other sects didn't dare to fall behind.

Even Fatty Li Fugui led a group of "junior disciples" and charged toward the World Tree, resisting the spiritual pressure.

The only one to fall behind was Meng Hao!

"What a dense spiritual energy!"

Meng Hao didn't care about taking first place. He wasn't here to fight for the position of son-in-law of the Song Clan.

To the others, it was an enormous spiritual pressure! But … to Meng Hao, how could this be spiritual pressure? This was clearly an abundance of spiritual energy!

Every time he took a step forward, he would stop and carefully absorb the dense spiritual energy around him.

Meng Hao unhurriedly absorbed the spiritual energy, while the others advanced with all their might.

Two hours later, Wang Tengfei, who was in the lead, was only thirty meters away from the World Tree.

Most of the other cultivators who followed closely behind also arrived within 1,000 feet of him. Only … Meng Hao was still three thousand meters away from the World Tree.

"Huh? Brother Song, so there are times when you make an error in judgment! "

Ever since the "shame of my life" Wu Dingqiu bought the fake goods, he had been ridiculed by Eccentric Song. Now that he saw this situation, he seized the opportunity to vent his anger.

"Humph!"

Eccentric Song snorted, his face extremely unsightly. As for the other Nascent Soul Cultivators, they smiled.

"Don't tell me … the ringing of the Violet-Gold Bell was reminding me that this guy is the worst? But I was wrong. Instead, I placed my bet on him? Luckily, there was only one bottle of Four Direction Pills. "

Eccentric Song was secretly depressed.

"I can't! I can't! I can't hold it back! "

The spiritual energy around the World Tree seemed to be of great benefit to Meng Hao's Perfect Foundation.

After absorbing the World Tree spiritual energy, the Perfect Dao Pillar in his sea of Qi exploded with a powerful gravitational force, as if it wanted to suck in all of the spiritual energy.

Meng Hao was afraid of causing too much of a disturbance, so he firmly suppressed the gravitational force. But now … he could no longer suppress it!

"Rumble!"

It was as if a floodgate had been opened, and the surrounding World Tree spiritual energy began to madly converge like a vortex.

At this moment, the spiritual pressure that enveloped the Builder Tree stirred wildly, turning the vicinity of the Builder Tree into a huge whirlpool.

"Ahhh …."

Everyone in front of him was sent flying by the vortex of spiritual pressure. Even Wang Tengfei, who was only a few feet away from the World Tree, couldn't help but be pulled back.

Only Meng Hao, who was propelled by the spiritual power, shot like an arrow toward the roots of the World Tree.

"Huh?"

The sudden reversal caused the people watching from above the clouds to stare with wide eyes and slack jaws.

"Hahahaha! My eyes really are like candles! Old devil Wu, I didn't make an error in judgment! "

Eccentric Song laughed loudly, extremely pleased with himself.

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