Chapter 2628 Lucky

? During the process of Liu Lang closing his eyes and resting his mind, practitioners continued to enter the camp. Soon, the number of practitioners in the tent increased from one hundred to five hundred.

Just like the previous one hundred cultivators, the cultivators who were added later have different levels of cultivation. There are golden immortals, small immortals, and mortal realm cultivators. Moreover, mortal realm cultivators account for a large proportion.

If there is no accident, most of these mortal realm cultivators have defected from the Zuoqiu League.

And this kind of selection criteria, Liu Lang is really unpredictable.

Not only Liu Lang was unpredictable, but many of the selected people were also unpredictable.

Especially those cultivators in the mortal realm felt that the surrounding cultivators were stronger than the other, and they were all silent, not even daring to vent their breath.

Soon, the gate of the tent was completely closed.

Liu Lang counted the number of cultivators in the camp, no more, no less, a total of five hundred.

"Next, the person I point to, take a step forward."

While Liu Lang was secretly looking for where the real master was, a deep voice suddenly came from above his head.

Hearing this voice, all the people in the tent looked up.

However, there was no one on it.

The sound seemed to be coming from outside the camp.

The materials used to build this tent have the effect of shielding the consciousness, so even Liu Lang couldn't see clearly what was going on outside the tent.

"Min!"

"hope!"

"Cen!"

"..."

One name after another was called out by people outside the account.

From the point of view of the names, the selected people are almost all casual cultivators, because most of them have only a name and no surname. Of course, this is only a superficial phenomenon.

In fact, some people have surnames, but they are not reported.

Before the monsters swept across the Chengtian Continent,

Chengtian Continent is not so stable, and conquest between tribes is the norm, and some neighboring tribes have been feuds for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years.

Concealing one's origin can greatly reduce troubles.

Not long after, ten practitioners were selected.

These ten cultivators all took a step forward.

The next moment, ten beams of light shot in from outside the tent and reflected on the ten practitioners.

The figures of the ten cultivators gradually became dim, and soon disappeared without a trace.

"hiss……"

"How did they disappear?"

"This is too amazing!"

Most of the cultivators in the camp are not high-level, and many of them are casual cultivators who have never seen the world at all, and there is a lot of discussion for a while.

"Mystery."

In Liu Lang's heart, he scorned fiercely.

Those light beams look mysterious and mysterious, but in fact, they are just the most common teleportation formation, that is, to deceive laymen who don't know the way of formation. As for where the ten practitioners have teleported, Liu Lang can't tell, but he can't. It won't be too far away, maybe it's still within this tent.

"finished?"

"finished?"

The cultivators who recovered from the shock of the light beam, you look at me, I look at you, all eyes are full of doubts, they have gone through a primary election, otherwise they would not be able to stand in this tent.

If it was only ten out of five hundred, the ratio would be too low.

Many people gave up the absolute safety of the Zuoqiu League and switched to this side just to fight for it. That's all, it's better to stay in the Zuoqiu League.

The cultivators who were familiar with each other began to discuss secretly.

Even someone with a background like Hong was restless for a while.

This situation lasted for about half an hour. Suddenly, six beams of light shot into the tent again, just as they had disappeared before, and six figures slowly appeared in the beams.

"Golden Immortal!"

Two cold lights shot out of Liu Lang's eyes suddenly.

Because the reappearing figures of the six paths are exactly six of the ten cultivators selected at the beginning. Liu Lang remembers the cultivation bases of these six cultivators very clearly. The highest one is the middle stage of the Great Immortal, and the lowest one is Xuandan. late stage.

At this time, the six cultivators all turned into golden immortals.

Some are early golden immortals, some are middle golden immortals, and some are late golden immortals.

And these are all the information fed back by the Eye of Reality, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

"It's amazing!"

Liu Lang held his chin and thought to himself.

At this moment, the other cultivators in the tent also realized that the realm of the returning six people, after all, there were several golden immortals in the tent, although these golden immortals could not see the small realm of the returning six people, But the breath of the same golden fairy can still be felt.

"Golden Immortal!"

"The legend is indeed true!"

"I don't know if it's my turn!"

The casual cultivators gave up the Zuoqiu League because they heard that this place could soar into the sky. However, many people just heard it, and everyone still doubted whether it was true or not.

However, now, all doubts have been swept away.

There was an almost crazy light in everyone's eyes.

But in terms of excitement, those six parties were more excited.

After the light beam dissipated, the six walked into the crowd with steps that they did not recognize.

It may not be appropriate to use the word "little man succeeds" to describe these six cultivators who have just ascended to the Golden Immortal, but there is no doubt that their temperament does not match their cultivation.

But at this moment, no one cared about where the four practitioners who did not come back went.

Because, only the winners will be eye-catching, and the losers are doomed to turn into dust and be forgotten in the corner.

"Next, I will choose ten more people."

When many little immortals, great immortals, and mortal cultivators were full of envy and hatred, the deep voice outside the tent sounded again.

"We still have a chance!"

Everyone's attention was shifted away from the six reborn cultivators.

"The name is still called, take a step forward."

With a deep voice, ten names were announced in a row.

When he was called to the cultivator, he almost jumped up happily.

When the name was called for the first time, everyone didn't realize that after being selected, you can transform into a golden fairy in half an hour. Now that the effect is showing, it's not bad to not be red-eyed.

Soon, these ten cultivators were also taken away by the light beam.

"I don't know if we have a chance of being selected."

Hong swallowed a mouthful of spit, and whispered to Liu Lang.

At this moment, he also communicated with the cultivators next to him, knowing that other cultivators entered this tent after a series of screenings, while he and Liu Lang walked through the back door.

From this perspective, he and Liu Lang had a greater chance of losing the election.

"I will definitely be selected." Liu Lang comforted Hong.

Another half an hour later, five cultivators who had been promoted to Golden Immortal returned.

"Next is the third batch of lucky people, but there is only one lucky person in the third group." No one paid any attention to the five newly promoted practitioners, and everyone listened carefully to the voice outside the account.

"only one!"

"Does it represent this one, who is extremely talented?"

"Sure, otherwise why would it be listed separately!"

Everyone whispered.

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