Chapter 1214

Qian Youduo's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

President? If this order is settled, he, as the president, can just pack up and leave. The top management will optimize him without hesitation.

What to do? What to do? The token is in hand, and it is clearly written on it. The top management also has records. As long as it is redeemed to Han Te, the 10 billion will really be credited!

10 billion orders, this is no longer something that ordinary cultivators can get involved in!

Qian Youduo wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that the finals just now were really exciting, and I was too excited."

"Haha! Of course, this time it was a shocking upset, and the Ten Thousand Races Chamber of Commerce should have made a lot of money." Han Te laughed.

There were many people betting on the finals, and most people would bet on the Blood God to win, and only a few would bet on Xu Hei.

Now, Xu Hei won, and it was a big upset. Many people lost their pants, and the Ten Thousand Races Chamber of Commerce must have made a lot of money.

Qian Youduo cursed in his heart, if it weren't for your order, the Chamber of Commerce would have made a lot of money.

But he was not qualified to check the specific data. He only knew that once this 10 billion order was fulfilled, his career would be over.

"Friend Han, I will report it to you immediately, but this order is too big and needs to be approved by the top management, which will take some time." Qian Youduo smiled.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait here!" Han Te smiled.

Qian Youduo breathed a sigh of relief.

He could delay it for a while, and take this opportunity to think of a way to recover the 10 billion loss for the Chamber of Commerce.

If the other party had a great background, or was strong in his own strength, or had a huge influence, he might have admitted it, and the top management would not blame him.

But he was the weakest Hedao period in history. If such a person was given 10 billion, could you hold it?

…………

On the high platform.

Xu Hei's Xinhuo Sword was still burning, and a few spirit insects crawled out from under his body as the last means of defense.

Until this moment, he still hadn't given up and was still preparing for the battle.

Suddenly, a gentle force merged in, allowing Xu Hei to open his eyes.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to quickly get up and grab the Xinhuo Sword with his long-carbonized hand bones, staring firmly at the front, staring at the Blood God who was lying on the ground.

But when he found that Peng Huang was also in the field, he was stunned.

At this moment, the fragmented battle platform had been repaired, and the world had returned to peace. The endless blood shadow disappeared, and all the murderous intentions disappeared.

Everyone outside was looking at him, and their eyes looking at him were filled with various emotions, including admiration, respect, shock, joy, jealousy...

"Is it over?" Xu Hei looked puzzled.

Peng Huang looked at Xu Hei and said calmly: "I'll repeat it again."

"Xu Hei, you won, you won the first place in the Xiandao Conference!"

"You are the champion of this Xiandao Conference!"

Peng Huang's voice once again resounded throughout the venue.

Outside, deafening cheers, applause, and cheers rang out in all directions.

Xu Hei, representing the alliance of the human race and the demon race, defeated the blood race represented by the Blood God Son.

This is the supreme honor.

Everyone was celebrating, cheering, and the crowd was bustling. Only the blood race and the alien race were dead.

"I... won?"

Xu Hei lowered his head, still feeling unbelievable.

He recalled carefully that before, he seemed to have entered a mysterious state, as if he had completely replaced the perspective of the Yuan Emperor and became the Yuan Emperor himself.

But he had never even seen the face of the Yuan Emperor, just a glance at his back.

That feeling was elusive and indescribable, as if he was possessed by someone, but he retained his own consciousness.

How did he enter that state? Xu Hei himself couldn't explain it.

Xu Hei looked at the Blood God Son opposite him.

At this moment, Blood God Son also regained a bit of vitality. His blood began to flow and gathered towards the core part of his chest. That was the effect of the Nine-Turn Blood Refining Technique he practiced. When this technique is practiced to perfection, a drop of blood can be reborn.

Blood God Son obviously has not fallen yet.

"Yes, you won! Winning the championship of this Xiandao Conference, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are the number one prodigy in the spirit world."

Changshengjun's voice came down from the sky.

At the same time, Penghuang waved his hand.

In the sky, the list of the top eight, the list of the top four, and the list of the champion and runner-up appeared.

Xu Hei, the champion.

Blood God Son, the runner-up.

Hai Teng, Jiang Cong, the top four.

Jiang Niu, Ji Xuan, Xiao Peng Wang, Lin Buhui, the top eight.

According to the ranking, everyone will enter the Yuanhuang Cave Mansion in turn and take a treasure each.

The champion will obtain the entire inheritance of Yuanhuang.

Lu Tian Shenghuang and Changshengjun also appeared. They looked at Xu Hei at the same time, their eyes full of admiration.

"Xu Hei, I haven't seen you for many years. You have surprised me again." Changsheng Jun said with a smile.

"Hello, Senior Li. It's all because of your good teaching." Xu Hei hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed.

If Changsheng Jun hadn't covered him back then, he would have been killed by the Jiang family.

"You are very good! But a temporary victory is nothing. A genius who can grow up is a genius!"

Slaughter Heaven Saint Emperor said calmly.

He swung a blood light and sank into the body of Blood God Son to speed up his recovery.

Three Mahayana cultivators appeared and announced the results at the same time.

So far, the Immortal Dao Conference has ended successfully.

In the eyes of everyone, this is the final result.

"The top eight contestants are on stage." Peng Huang said calmly.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”

Five cultivators jumped onto the battlefield, namely Jiang Niu, Ji Xuan, Lin Buhui, Hai Teng, and the distraught Xiao Peng Wang.

Jiang Niu still looked simple and honest with a smile on his face.

Ji Xuan’s eyes flashed with brilliance, staring at Xu Hei, wondering what he was thinking.

Lin Buhui’s originally old face had completely recovered, and his white hair had turned black again.

Hai Teng clenched his fists, his eyes filled with excitement.

Xiao Peng Wang floated onto the battlefield like a lost soul, like a lonely ghost.

Peng Huang walked up to Xiao Peng Wang.

Changsheng Jun advised: “Brother Peng, forget it.”

Peng Huang just raised his hand, no need to say more.

At the same time, a dark barrier appeared, blocking him and Xiao Peng Wang’s body.

“Patriarch, I…” Xiao Peng Wang lowered his head and was about to say something.

"Snap!!"

A deafening sound resounded through the barrier, accompanied by the screams of Little Peng King.

"Hiss..."

Everyone gasped.

They had never expected that Peng Huang would actually hit someone in front of everyone on the battlefield.

He was really merciless!

Inside the barrier.

A whip appeared in Peng Huang's hand, and he said coldly: "It's okay to lose 2 billion, but even the Void Beast Horn! Are you going to lose the divine object of heaven and earth next?"