Fantasy: Start with three thousand holy realms and create the Yama Palace!

Golden luck is not uncommon, but so much golden luck is really rare. Such a scene is indeed a rare occurrence in a hundred years.

The once-in-a-hundred-year selection of the Son of God is indeed something!

Feng Chen was secretly speechless. Of course, these people were incomparable to his own legion. Each of these people was the apple of the eye of the tribe, and they were all treasure-like beings. There was really no comparison.

But when it comes to combat effectiveness, that’s another story.

"Boom!"

The sound of a gong interrupted Feng Chen's thoughts.

"For the sake of the prosperity of the Undead Vampire Clan, and for the early rise of the Undead Vampire Clan and their standing in the world, the once-in-a-century selection of the Son of God officially begins today!"

With the sound of the gong, the selection of the Son of God has officially begun.

"Without further ado, let’s invite everyone to take a seat!"

A deep voice came from above the sky and reached everyone's ears.

"Brother Fengchen, come quickly!"

Cang Jue's voice reached Feng Chen's ears. Feng Chen and the World Demon Lord immobilized together and appeared next to Cang Jue.

Feng Chen also saw someone like him and knew that these people were just like him. Come to help those candidates for the Son of God.

No longer thinking about it, Feng Chen looked at the square in front of him.

He saw that the broad square suddenly changed its appearance. The originally broad square suddenly turned into a grassland with a river.

The river was crystal clear to the bottom. , the grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, and the green sky is a rare beauty in the world.

"The name of this river is Luoshui. It was formed from the corpse of a previous water cultivator. It is said that the river is actually a clear spring, but this clear spring has infinite magical uses. It has another name, the spring of life!"

"Fountain of life!"

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in a panic and started talking about it.

"The spring of life is really the legendary spring of life!"

"How could this be false? These are the words of the person above. On such an occasion and with such a person, do you dare to make a wild guess?"

"Didn't you hear what that person said? This was the body of the water cultivator. I heard that after his death, his cultivation was not lost to heaven and earth like other people. Instead, his cultivation was integrated into his blood and turned into a river. Later generations named it Luoshui"

"What this dear friend said is true. This is the real spring water of life. You will know it once you taste it!"

……

After the discussion, everyone looked at Luo Shui with expectant expressions.

If Luo Shui is allowed to be taken away, even if they are not allowed to bring a container, they will put Luo Shui back in their bellies.

The spring water of life has endless magical effects. It can not only quickly recover from injuries, but is also an excellent material for making alchemy and making weapons.

Things are rare and valuable, not to mention the life spring water with such great effect.

It is no exaggeration to call the spring water of life the most precious material in the world.

Of course Feng Chen had heard of the spring water of life, but in his opinion, it was not a big deal. He had a system, and the spring water of life was just a little more expensive. With so many points, there was no shortage of spring water of life.

Feng Chen is very interested in this water cultivator. He believes that there must be some secrets in Luoshui. The spring of life is probably just the most obvious good thing.

If a river formed by a great power only had the benefit of a spring of life, Fengchen would not believe it even to death.

Although the senior officials of the Undead Vampire Clan were generous enough, Luo Shui still did not release him after all.

Fengchen guessed that there were only two possibilities. The first was that all the benefits of Luoshui had been discovered, leaving only the spring of life. The second was that the depths of Luoshui were dangerous and not suitable for them to explore.

Feng Chen felt that the second possibility was the most likely, and secretly thought that he must find a chance to go in and take a look.

"It turned out to be the fountain of life. This time I made a lot of money. Even Cang

Jue, who comes from a rich family, his eyes lit up when he heard the spring water of life. This shows how precious the spring water is.

"This time with the fountain of life, our ability to continue fighting may be even higher."

Lan Shou and others are also very excited. It is rumored that there are many rare treasures in the selection of the Son of God.

This has just begun, how precious will the things after this be?

Everyone is looking forward to the follow-up of the selection of the Son of God. There is no doubt that the beginning of the selection of the Son of God surprised everyone

"Okay, next, when it’s time to take your seats, please choose your seat."

The rich divine voice in the sky came again.

As the voice fell, a small world suddenly opened up above Luoshui.

There were one hundred and eight seats in the small world, some of which were magnificent, and some of which had... The air of an emperor and the rest are just ordinary seats

"There are hundreds of seats above Luoshui, and only qualified people are allowed to sit on them!"

Hearing this, everyone tensed up and looked at others with a hint of hostility. It was obvious that this was a battle between the weak and the strong.

Only the strong could sit on the remaining seats.

Some were already in the starting position and ready. Rushing over to grab a seat for the first time; some people are gearing up and preparing for a fight. They think that it is of no use if they grab it, so they might as well just grab it!

"See the seats above? There are a total of 108 seats above, and only those who are truly qualified to be sons of God can sit on them. Eight of them are the thrones of the candidates for the Son of God, twenty are the thrones, thirty are the seats of the Venerable, and the remaining fifty are human seats.

The height of the seat determines the richness of the reward. Whoever is the last person to sit in the seat within a quarter of an hour is eligible to receive the reward.

Of course, doormen can help you get a seat, but they can't sit on it."

After the voice from the sky explained the rules to everyone, everyone began to prepare.

As soon as the start was announced, they rushed straight to their seats.

Nearly a thousand people competed for one hundred and eight positions. The intensity of the competition was obvious at a glance. Everyone is a tribal elite or a member of a famous family. They all have unique arrogance, and they already have their favorite position in their hearts.

"How about these God Son seeds this time?"

Above the clouds in the sky, there is a palace made of stacked clouds, with five old men sitting inside.

They are all elders of the undead blood clan, and they are in charge of the selection of the Son of God.

One of the old men said with a kind look and a smile.

"The number of this group of people is larger than before, but the quality still needs to be improved."

Another old man said

"That's right, as far as I'm concerned, among them, only Xuegeng and Xuyou have some talent, and the rest are not good enough."

An elder from the Blood Jue tribe said

"You are really talking arrogantly. Are you the only one in the Xue Jue tribe who has some powerful boys? Cang Jue, Lan Shou, Tu Bo and others from our Xue Tian tribe are also not bad!"

The elder of the Blood Sky Tribe looked unhappy and looked at the elder of the Blood Jue Tribe and said.