Please answer Fengshen, the Fengshen Yanyi of collapse Chapter Fifty-six Questions and Answers Qi monks gather to compete with immortals and gods in the arena!
Chapter Fifty-six Questions and Answers Qi monks gather to compete with immortals and gods in the arena!
【Fengshen please answer!】
[The seventh round of Fengshen Please Reply has officially started, and the contestants are being selected. 】
[Selection of contestants has been completed.]
[Candidate 1: Shen Gongbao]
[Candidate 2: Jiang Ziya]
[Candidate 3: Wen Zhong]
[Candidate 4: Zhao Gongming]
[Candidate 5: Yuan Futong]
"What? Thief Yuan is not dead yet?" Many people were surprised when they heard this name.
The last time we saw Yuan Futong receiving a 95-year-old supreme halo, everyone speculated that he could survive the fate of God for a few days. Unexpectedly, almost a year had passed and this man was still alive.
[Candidate 6: Yang Jian]
[Candidate 7: Taiyi Zhenren]
[Candidate 8: Ao Guang]
"Huh?" After hearing the sound of the machine, Zishou ignored Yun Zhongzi in front of him, struck a sword to fight back the flying magic weapon, and looked up to the sky.
This was the first time that he was not selected in this kind of group answering questions, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
[Due to the detection of an imminent calamity in this world, a special question-answering session for monks is hereby held!]
As soon as these words came out, Zi Shou finally understood why he was not chosen. He had indeed never practiced any immortal magic and was definitely not a monk. But why was there Yuan Thief? Could it be that he was also a monk?
Yun Zhongzi couldn't hear the sound in the answering space, but saw that the King of Humans was motionless and no longer drew his sword, so he stared at the sky in a daze, not knowing what he was looking at.
Then he put away the magic weapon he had just sacrificed in his hand. After all, the King of Humans did not need to bear any consequences for killing him, but if he hurt the King of Humans, his merits would be compromised. How could he dare to do it unless he was forced to do so?
Zi Shou put the Human Emperor Sword back into its scabbard and shouted, "Come here, beat this arrogant Taoist with a stick."
The guards took big sticks and walked towards Yun Zhongzi. Yun Zhongzi just shook his head and turned into a white light and flew out of the palace: "Why should Shang Zhou be so stubborn? The poor Taoist advises the king to do his own thing. If you don't respect the gods, you will be killed."
way."
The fairy sound is ethereal, echoing in Jinluan Palace.
Zi Shou said with an expressionless expression: "The fate of heaven is not enough to be feared, and the immortals and gods are not enough to follow the law." The ethereal fairy voice that was constantly echoing disappeared without a trace in an instant.
[The live broadcast of the answering space will start in five minutes, please be prepared for the selected candidates!]
"What, five more minutes!?"
When Yuan Futong was hunting last night, he somehow provoked a swarm of demonic bees. There were only a few hundred of them originally, and they were buzzing and annoying.
So he let him shoot them all into ashes with one shot. How could he have expected that the more he killed, the more he killed, and the more he killed, and now he was followed by a black mass of at least hundreds of thousands of monster bees.
He ran away for two hours, but the demon bee kept chasing him. Finally, he heard the sound in the answering space, which made him think that he was about to escape. He stopped to take a breath and waited for the answering space to teleport him away, but he didn't.
Thinking about how things are different now, the teleportation is not immediately like before, but it will be teleported five minutes later.
Just this pause, like the boundless demon bees moving in the black sea, immediately surrounded him, like an airtight black net covering the sky and the earth. Yuan Futong put his head in his hands, closed his eyes and curled up, letting the demon bees sting him.
Secretly praying to the gods to bless him to survive the last five minutes.
[When the time is up, this answer will be broadcast live to all people.]
I saw seven immortals, each with an immortal air, and their Taoist robes were windless and automatic. Even though they were suddenly transported to an unknown place by a white light, their faces were still as calm as before. They looked around at the layout of the answering space, secretly
Use spiritual thoughts to talk to each other and ask.
Only a man with a huge pig head and a red and swollen body seemed out of place with the other monks.
A new restaurant.
"Who is that monster that looks like a sarcoma? Are there such monks?" someone watching the live broadcast asked.
"I don't know who it is. I'm afraid it's a wild boar monk?"
"What's the use of asking him? If he knew the immortal, he would have gone to learn Taoism long ago, and he would still be drinking here with you."
In the Jinluan Palace.
Zi Shou looked at the pig head and thought slightly: "Why do I think his pig head looks a bit like Thief Yuan?"
[Ding! It has been detected that most of the candidates this time are true cultivators, so we are launching an appetizing program - the Immortal Challenge! 】
[This is only for candidates to familiarize themselves with this answering space. Failure will not be punished. 】
In an instant, all the candidates turned into a white light and appeared next to the arena with a radius of 10,000 meters, and in the center of the arena stood a towering gate of chaos.
A giant with red hair and golden eyes over three meters tall, his body covered with thunder, and his muscles like a dragon walked out of the Chaos Gate.
The moment he walked out of the Chaos Gate, boundless thunder struck Thor's body, and he casually took it into his hands to form armor and a battle robe.
There was also a huge hammer on his shoulder, and when he hit the ground, the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed in the arena, and wind and thunder roared in a radius of ten thousand meters.
[The first battle is with Thor, the first god of war from the Nordic world! Those who are interested in joining the battle please press the red button in front of you. 】
"I advise you not to come up and die. Under the power of God, there is no difference between humans and ants." Thor glanced at the eight people in the audience with indifferent eyes.
"Where is this red-haired monster from? It really doesn't look like a human being." Master Taiyi frowned and opened his mouth to curse, but he had no intention of joining the battle.
"How dare the red-haired demon ghost call himself the God of Thunder in vain?" Wen Zhong's eyes were full of disgust, and he pressed the button in front of him, which instantly turned into white light and was transmitted to the front of the ring.
Wen Zhong sat down and looked at Thor, the God of Thunder, from afar.
"Kill him!"
"The grand master is victorious!"
"The great businessman is victorious!"
"Master Wen, kill that monster! Strengthen the prestige of the Great Shang Dynasty." The endless shouts ignited everyone's emotions, the crowd was excited, and almost everyone in the Great Shang Dynasty was waving flags and shouting.
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[Ding! The betting mode has been turned on, please place bets for your favorite candidates. Wen Zhong’s odds are 1 to 1, and Thor’s odds are 5 to 1!]
An impassioned male voice shouted:
"The soldiers from both sides are here!"
"I declare war!"
Woo~woo~
A huge horn appeared in the sky and screamed loudly.
In Norse mythology and legends, when the war horn is blown, the two sides will start an endless war.
"Do mortals dare to stand opposite gods?" Thor's golden eyes gradually turned blue, and the electric light in his eyes kept flashing. He stepped out like a high-frequency earthquake, shaking the ten-thousand-meter arena.
"ah!"
Thor's speed was as fast as lightning, and he was nearly ten thousand meters away in an instant. His muscles were tense like rebar, and with a loud roar, Thor's hammer hit Wen Zhong's head in an instant.
"Death, mortal!"
Wen Taishi sat motionless on Mo Qilin, with the male and female whips flying in his hands, the second one coming first, the male whip wrapped around Thor's hammer and pulled it to the left, the giant hammer's boundless power suddenly stopped, and the female whip wrapped around the holder
You pull your left hand to the right.
Thor had just accumulated great strength, and this blow should have been unstoppable, but he was pulled and pulled by Wen Zhong and hung alive in the air. He was only half a meter away from Wen Zhong's head, but he couldn't hit it down no matter what.
.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Thor was thrown away a hundred meters away by Wen Zhong with his whip, and hit the ground hard. Huge dust was thrown up from the arena, obscuring most of his sight.
Grand Master Wen still remained motionless: "Are you worthy of being called the God of Thunder?"
...
"Can mortals hurt Thor?"
"This? How is it possible?"
In another world, the Nordic gods were surprised and widened their eyes when they saw the fighting inside.
But Thor's face was calm. He wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up suddenly. The wounds all over his body healed instantly. The hammer that was thrown away flew back into his hand and said indifferently.
"Mortal, I am going to use my strength. It is not too late to surrender now."