Release the Douyin fairyland version, the Holy Land Patriarch broke the defense

At this moment, they are no longer the young masters of Jin'ao Island or Xingchen Pavilion, they are just ordinary professional league players.

In their eyes, all immortal ways and all cultivation are just bullshit.

"Everyone, listen up! If you win the championship this time, I will reward you with 500 million spirit stones each, plus a fully equipped Floating Cloud Immortal Boat!"

"Everyone on Team Star, listen up! If you help me win this trophy, I'll reward each of you with 1000 million spirit stones!"

"The championship is mine!"

"its mine!"

For a moment, the stage was tense.

The audience also cheered for the teams they supported, and countless cultivators from the Tianyuan Continent stared at their mobile phone screens, looking forward to the final.

On Jin'ao Island, in the Jin'ao Hall, a waiter rushed into the hall in a hurry.

"Island Master, the young master has entered the finals. Did you watch the live broadcast?"

Hearing this, Venerable Jin Ling quickly hid his phone and said seriously:

"What finals? The Young Master of Jin'ao Island is actually imitating those ordinary cultivators to do those messy things. Go away, don't disturb my quiet cultivation."

After the waiter left, Venerable Jin Ling immediately took out his mobile phone and looked at the golden glittering face on the screen, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"You are worthy of being my son. You didn't bring shame to me."

At the same time, in the Xingchen Pavilion, Ye Tianlong also brought all the disciples of the Xingchen Pavilion to squeeze into the sect hall, and used magic to project the content on the mobile phone screen onto the white wall above the hall.

When the camera turned to Ye Chenxin, he immediately clenched his fists with excitement. An inner disciple beside him even shouted loudly:

"It's the Young Master, it's the Young Master! The Young Master has made it to the finals!"

Hearing this, Ye Tianlong was delighted at first, then he glared at the disciple fiercely.

"You're the only one who's talking too much! It's just the finals of a gaming competition, it's nothing."

After saying this, his expression changed again.

"Hehe, my son may not be good at anything else, but he inherited my intelligence and talent. He can do anything. In a few years, I will be able to hand over the Star Pavilion to him with peace of mind."

"Since my son successfully made it to the finals, each of us will receive an additional 300 spirit stones in allowance this month! Plus, three days of rest!"

"Everyone, cheer for the young master!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sudden burst of jubilation in the Xingchen Pavilion, and everyone began to cheer for Ye Chenxin through the screen.

Outside the Yida Plaza competition venue, Shen Lang's father, Shen Zhongshan, was also looking at his phone screen with a happy face. Whenever he met someone, he would take out his phone and point at Shen Lang on the screen and say:

"Look, this man is my son."

"This man is my son. My son made it to the finals."

"The son I, Shen Zhongshan, gave birth to is not a loser, he is a gaming genius!"

As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes.

Just at this moment, a female salesperson who was responsible for selling cigarettes outside came to him.

"Fellow Daoist, would you like a cigarette?"

Looking at the beautifully packaged cigarettes in the box in front of him, Shen Zhongshan, who was reluctant to even buy a ticket, directly took out 5 spirit stones and bought a pack of fine products.

And tens of thousands of kilometers away in the main hall of the Tiandao Sect, the current Sect Master Wuhen also teleported out from his retreat with a smile on his face.

As soon as he came out, all the disciples of Tiandao Sect came to greet him.

But soon a hint of doubt appeared on Master Wuhen's face.

"Where is my disciple Shen Xing?"

"By the way, he should be practicing at this time, he is indeed my good disciple."

As he spoke, he stroked his beard on his chest with a smile on his face.

When the group of Tiandao Sect disciples kneeling in front of him heard his words, they looked at each other in confusion.

After a long while, an inner sect elder finally spoke hesitantly: