Chapter 162 White Bear Settles

"All cultivators, today, we gather here to hold the island seizing conference for the entire southeastern sea area and the entire Beixuan Island, which is held every sixty years. The invasion of the demon cultivators next door has made us lose too much and lose our vigilance!"

"To practice cultivation is to go against the will of heaven and fight for life with heaven. If you don't have the heart to fight and win, you will suffer disaster."

"This time, you must go all out to show the strength of our cultivators for survival and for a place to settle down!" The voice of the speaker was like a bell, resounding throughout the venue.

The crowd below the stage was excited and shouted in unison: "Go all out, go all out!"

Amidst the cheers, the island seizing conference officially kicked off and staged a foreplay.

The disciples of the Beixuan family and the cultivators who participated in the fight for the island took the stage to show their skills. For a time, the field was full of swords and magic, which was dazzling.

This good drama made Fang Yun excited. These cultivators in the middle and late stages of Qi Refining had different methods, and many of their spells amazed Fang Yun.

In fact, compared with these tricks, the few spells that Fang Yun practiced were not that powerful. He just relied on his cultivation, the purity of his spiritual power, the high essence of being purified many times, and his proficiency to suppress others.

"The rules of the island seizing conference are very simple," Bei Xuanhong continued, "We will decide the ownership of each island through a competition. The winner will get the resources and power on the island."

"And this island seizing conference will be presided over by Elder Jin Yan of the Red Flame League!"

As Bei Xuanhong's voice fell, light curtains rose around the arena to prevent the destructive power in the island fight from affecting the audience and the island.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be shocked by this momentum and gradually dissipated, revealing the long-lost sunshine.

The light curtain also recorded the situation of the people who participated in the competition for each island. These islands were all deserted islands with spiritual veins, similar to White Bear Island.

Or maybe they were not deserted islands, but might be occupied by some wild cultivators, but it didn't matter. As long as the Red Flame League and the Dragon Guard Sect thought it was a deserted island, it was a deserted island.

If there really was such a cultivator, his end would be miserable, after all, he was fleecing the Dragon Guard Sect.

Panlong Island, Sanhuo Island, Liren Island, Tianfeng Island...

"Why is there no White Bear Island?" Fang Yun was puzzled for a moment, "Hey, not only White Bear Island, but also several other islands!"

"Could it be..."

Fang Yun had some guesses in his mind that these islands should have been reserved like his White Bear Island.

It seems that Master Jin Yan made a lot of money on this.

At this time, the island seizing conference has officially opened, and many family forces and cultivators who want to establish families have been assigned to their respective arenas according to the islands they are competing for.

For example, now, on the arena in the east, there is a contest for Panlong Island. The contest for the island is held by defending the arena.

One of the participants is chosen by drawing lots to be the champion. He will face the challenge of five challengers. If he wins all five battles, he will get the island he is fighting for. If he fails, the winner will become the defender.

In other words, it is a round-robin battle.

On the arena of Panlong Island, the Li family, which was decided by drawing lots, sent the first defender to the arena. He was a young monk in a green robe, holding a long sword flashing with cold light.

His eyes were firm, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

"Qingshui Li family, Li Qingfeng!" His voice was full of confidence.

Then, the first challenger also jumped onto the arena. He was a burly man holding a huge battle axe.

His eyes revealed an unyielding fighting spirit.