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

When the contestants from both sides sat down in the seats on both sides of the stage, the deafening sound of war drums instantly rang out at the competition venue.

On the stage, the members of the Jin'ao Island team and the Langlangshan team stood on both sides. Everyone leaned upright in their chairs, and their hands holding their mobile phones began to tremble unconsciously.

Even Jin Shanshan, who has the cultivation level of a spirit being, is no exception.

Having grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth, he has seen all kinds of scenes and has witnessed the battles between powerful Mahayana masters with his own eyes.

But at this moment, he was actually nervous sitting in the competition seat, especially when he turned his eyes around.

The dazzling lights, the roaring audience, the magnificent stage, each one of them made his blood boil and his heart beat faster.

At the same time, Lin Ye, who was sitting in the VIP seat, still felt that something was missing. After thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone and started searching on Douyin.

Soon he found a background music called Silver Mark on Douyin, and handed the phone to Lei Jun.

“The background music nowadays is not good.”

"Go, change the background music to this one."

Although he didn't understand why Lin Ye wanted to change the background music, Lei Jun still did it quickly.

After more than a minute, the other background music on the scene stopped instantly, and then a burst of passionate background music resounded throughout the venue.

The moment the background music sounded, the faces of the contestants on the stage, who were originally very nervous, changed instantly.

Inexplicably, they felt their emotions being aroused, and becoming more and more passionate, until their blood boiled, and they couldn't wait to start a duel with their opponents.

They were like this, and the audience in the venue was almost the same. Listening to the melody echoing in their ears, they were more excited than each other, and it seemed as if the person standing on the stage had become them.

"Holy crap! What kind of music is this? It sounds so exciting."

"Yeah, it feels like what's happening on stage isn't a game, but a life-and-death duel."

"I want to pick a fight with someone after hearing that!"

"I feel like I've returned to the days hundreds of years ago when I was fighting against the demonic cultivators of the Demon Sect."

"No, I'm getting goosebumps and I need to pee."

"Come on, Jin'ao Island team, win the championship for me!"

"Why did the Jin'ao Island team win the championship? I think the Langlang Mountain team should be the champion this time!"

"You're talking nonsense! If Jin'ao Island didn't rely on wealth and a bit of luck, how could they have made it to the finals? They are the worst of all the participating teams."

"What did you say?"

"Why, you want to fight? Are you capable of that, you worthless casual cultivator!"

"I'm gonna knock your grandma's ass! What happened to the casual cultivator? Fellow Daoists, beat him up!"

Before the finals on the stage started, the showdown in the audience had already begun.

Although their cultivation was restricted, their physical strength was not to be underestimated. They swung their fists and beer bottles and started smashing.

Fortunately, the staff on the scene arrived in time, which prevented the conflict from escalating further.

And at this moment, the finals championship game officially started. With the referee's order, players from both sides immediately entered the game state.

A group of ten people were chasing each other on their flying swords on the rugged and complicated track. Everyone was trying their best and did not dare to make any mistakes.

The originally noisy competition venue was now filled with only the passionate war songs, and no other sounds. From the guests to the audience, no one said a word.

Whether it's a young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage or a big man in the Fusion Stage, all their minds are focused on the competition.

Everyone is looking forward to the final result.

Everywhere in the Tianyuan Continent, in all the major sects, cities, and markets, there are figures standing still.

Over the North Sea, two Nascent Soul cultivators were fighting over a spiritual medicine the previous second, and the next second one of them suddenly shouted to stop.