Guo Yunwen took a look at the map and was stunned for a moment.

“Holy crap!! Lu Ze is using the Lingxiao Sect’s Blacksmiths to build towers… and he’s built a lot of them!”

Guo Yunwen rubbed his eyes and carefully shifted the focus to Lu Ze.

"Strange... Why does this shape feel..."

He raised his perspective and looked down from above.

A huge word "菜" (vegetable) is faintly visible.

The four true disciples suddenly turned red and warm.

"No, we haven't lost yet!"

"Fight him!!"

"If you really can't beat him, just go out and fight him!!!"

"Get him!!"

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…

In the later stages, the ordinary defense towers built by the menial disciples could no longer keep up with the attributes of the troops.

However, the [Blacksmith] of Lingxiao Sect can build powerful defense towers.

Most people rarely make this attempt because defense towers are expensive.

But Lu Ze didn't have this worry.

While he was building defense towers all over the map, he was also looking for disciples from various sects to shoot.

Soon several battles of varying sizes were fought.

He didn't end the battle until he felt that the rewards from the righteous path were almost enough.

First is the Wuji Sword Sect.

Then there are Tianxuan Sect, Lingxiao Sect, and Yunxian Palace.

They were killed one by one.

…

…

The game is over.

Except for Qingshan Sect, which was ranked last in both rounds and finally took last place.

For the other four major sects, the order of elimination in the finals was exactly the opposite of the first round of sect competition.

The total amount of each sect was calculated and they were tied for first place.

Good job.

There are only two places in this competition, both of which are first place.

As the illusion producer, Lu Ze happily announced the rankings.

The four true disciples who tied for first place looked at Lu Ze, who was handing them the medals, with strange expressions on their faces, and they were worried.

They won first place, but they still felt that Lu Ze was the real winner...

This first place winner doesn't smell good at all...

"Congratulations on winning second place!"

Lu Ze clapped his hands cheerfully and said to Xu Huoyao of Qingshan Sect with a smile.

“You…!”

Xu Huoyao glared at each other, and the purple-black flame aura around him was looming.

Before setting off, Qingshan Sect had high hopes for him.

Who would have thought that he would suffer so much during these days in Lingxiao Sect.

All face!

"You only know how to use some dirty tricks... If you have the guts, challenge me to a duel!"

He looked at Lu Ze viciously.

"Xu Zhenchuan seems unconvinced? Isn't it a bit unruly for you, with your Nascent Soul cultivation, to challenge a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Guo Yunwen frowned and stood between the two of them.

As a decent man, he naturally couldn't stand this kind of thing.

"It just so happens that I'm a little itchy too. If Xu Zhenchuan wants to find someone to spar with, why not let me practice with you?"

Chen Feng sneered.

Several swords forged with spiritual energy hung behind him, and he took a step forward.

Although he felt resentful, he felt that he deserved to win the championship.

But he was convinced by Lu Ze.

At least in "Battle of Immortals", he admitted defeat.

Lu Ze looked at the two of them in surprise.

I didn’t expect that "Battle of Immortals" would be so charming.

Even though I tortured them like this, they were still willing to stand up for me.

certainly.

Even if no one stood up for him, he wasn't worried.

He now possesses countless magic skills and spells, and has a powerful immortal body to protect him.

Even if he can't win, he still has ways to save his life.

It was really unbearable, so he sacrificed all the cyber souls that he had painstakingly nurtured in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and forced himself to ascend to the Golden Core stage.

It may not be impossible to fight at that time.

"quiet!"

A powerful pressure swept over from the elders' seat.

The black flames around Xu Huoyao and the several spiritual sword edges behind Chen Feng were crushed in an instant.

The two dared not act rashly, and quickly lowered their heads and bowed to look at the elders' seat.

"A martial arts competition is a gesture of respect. We are all on the same path of righteousness, so please don't damage the harmony."

Chao Wendao narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully.

Several true disciples quickly bowed their heads and said, "Junior, please understand!"

"Humph! If you ask me, this illusion just doesn't make sense!"

Until this moment, Yang Zhengxin still felt dissatisfied and wanted to find some problems with "Battle of the Immortal World".

"In a war between good and evil, the key to victory or defeat is often the few powerful leaders! How can a battle be resolved by relying on just a bunch of ordinary disciples!?"

Hearing Yang Zhengxin's question.

Lu Ze was happy.

You know, we are still in the stage of simultaneous live broadcast of major sects.

Isn’t this further promotion for his own "Battle of Immortal World"?

"Elder Yang is right! Since this is a battle between good and evil, how can you, all of you powerful beings with unique skills, not participate?"

Before Chao Wendao could speak, Lu Ze clapped his hands first and took over the conversation with a smile.

"So, Immortal World Hegemony is about to release a more challenging mode..."

"My fellow Daoists, you can control the legendary powers of each sect and lead your disciples to a decisive battle with the demonic sect."

"Please pay attention to [Competitive Mode]!"

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People ask about Naraka: Bladepoint every day. It's definitely the first thing that comes to mind when writing about this subject, so I'm definitely going to write it. I originally wanted to finish it later, but since so many people have been asking about it, I've decided to bring it up sooner. It's expected to be ready within a month.