Chapter 2339 Good Birds Choose Trees to Roost In

After everyone's positions were stabilized, the final round began.

This round does not require the contestants to take the initiative to do anything, but depends on the choices of the top four forces present.

To put it bluntly, it is a popularity voting session.

But seeing the round platform in the sky suddenly emitting a soft starlight.

From a distance, it looks like a big shiny disk.

Starting from 516 players, a straight path of light extends behind each person.

The light path spreads outside the round platform, like a series of star rivers.

516 galaxies are floating in the sky, looking dazzling and beautiful.

Jiang Cheng guessed without asking that this was the voting method for the final round.

At this time, there were already many people on the clouds flying towards the stars, like clusters of fire rushing into the sky.

In the end, they stood on different galaxies.

And because of their joining, the galaxy they were in suddenly trembled, and then the position of the players at the front of the galaxy changed.

The first person to stand on the galaxy was the great elder of the Broken Star Sect.

He saw a silver command talisman held high in his hand.

The moment he stepped onto the galaxy, his talisman suddenly brightened.

A ray of silver light shot out and rushed into the galaxy at his feet, as if it was infused with a mysterious power.

Afterwards, the leader of the Broken Star Sect on the disk involuntarily slid out toward the center.

It was as if someone pushed him from behind.

Originally ranked 125th, his ranking quickly soared to 73rd!

Brother Cheng was originally watching the fun happily, but when he saw this scene, his eyes almost dropped.

He looked at the people around him with a look of disbelief.

"With the support of just one sect, you were directly promoted by 52 positions?"

Ming Tong and several priests smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Yes, each force has a command talisman."

"According to the level of power, it is divided into four levels: gold, silver, blue, and green."

"The Broken Star Sect is a second-level force, and the Silver Talisman's foundation value is very high, so it will increase a lot."

While they were talking for a while, hundreds of sects holding different talismans stepped onto the galaxy one after another.

Every entry of the order will cause major changes in the layout of the field.

The previous ordering has long been gone.

Saint Jingwen of the Tianwu Sect, who was originally ranked fifth, jumped to the first place as the head of the Tianwu Sect entered the arena holding a golden talisman.

Easily surpassing the previous number one Jinghai Sect Hanzhen Patriarch.

But Saint Jingwen was the number one, only for two seconds.

After the Stone Clan entered the field together with more than a dozen surrounding tribes, the Splinter Disk, which was originally ranked eighth, not only rushed to the first place, but even opened up more than double the gap of the second place, far ahead!

Such an advantage made all the stone clan masters laugh loudly.

"Hahaha, the status of our Stone Clan is unshakable!"

"It is destiny that the leader of our clan will be the Void Emperor!"

As soon as the Stone Clan leader finished speaking, their leader was overtaken again.

Looking at the scene of "serial overtaking" in the sky, Brother Cheng said that he was greatly shocked.

He had heard before that the last round was the most important and crucial.

But I really didn't expect it to be so important.

"With this round, the previous competition was almost like a joke."

"yes!"

Mo Chen and Shan Tai also felt the same way.

"If there is a sect that can get the support of nearly half of the forces in the field, then even if it is last in the front, it will still be in first place in the end."

"This is too ridiculous."

Although most of the top sects currently only have the support of a dozen or so forces, and it is almost impossible for the whole event to happen, the last round is indeed too important.

"There is no way, for the Lord, the strength and talent of the Holy Lord are secondary."

"The most important thing is how many people can help him gather."

Ming Tong looked at the blue catkins in the sky worriedly.

At this time, she had dropped from the original 15th place to 267th place, a total drop of 252 places.

Not to mention the virtual king, in the end even the virtual general couldn't reach this ranking.

"We should hurry up and support the clan leader."

The Wu clan has a level two strength. As the high priest, Mingzhu also took out a silver talisman.

He took the three priests and flew to the galaxy where Lan Xi was.

Although four people went there, only the command talisman took effect in the end.

And as they stood on the Milky Way, Lan Xi's position finally soared forward.

Rushing from 267th to 103rd, the position of virtual general should be stable.

But there is still some distance between him and King Xu.

So Mingzhu and others greeted their former allies.

"The clan leaders, it's up to you now!"

"We, the Witch Clan, thank you for your support!"

Although the White Nightmare Clan and the Crystal Clan are only third-level forces, and the bonus of the blue token is not much, as long as all seven or eight of their groups come forward, there is still hope for Lan Xi to break into the top thirty. .

Facing their shouts, the White Nightmare Clan Chief, the Crystal Clan Clan Chief and others showed meaningful smiles.

"Don't worry, High Priest Mingtong."

"We'll give you a surprise."

After saying that, they also left the clouds where they were and flew towards the Yuantai Galaxy.

"Thank you so much..."

Ming Tong happily arched his hands.

But the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

The seven or eight Witch Clan allies, including the White Nightmare Clan and the Jing Clan, did not fly towards the galaxy behind Lan Xi.

Instead, he flew to the galaxy of Rongfeng, the leader of the Yun Clan.

The Yun Clan had already attracted two sects and four ethnic groups, ranking 74th.

Now with the addition of new forces from these eight ethnic groups, Rongfeng, the leader of the Yun tribe, rushed all the way as if he was suddenly given a shot of blood.

Finally, I reached 22nd place!

Although there are still many forces that have not come to vote at this time, the situation has been roughly stabilized.

There are a total of two virtual emperor positions and 36 virtual king positions. At this time, he is ranked 22nd, and the hope of eventually becoming the virtual king is very high.

The expressions of Ming Zhuo and the three priests all changed dramatically.

They looked at the White Nightmare Tribe and the Crystal Tribe, the 'allies' they had sworn to not long ago, with disbelief, and they felt like they were about to fade away.

"䱱, what do you mean?"

"Is this what you call a surprise?"

"Didn't we agree before?"

"Why are you betraying us? How can the Wu Clan not tolerate you?"

"Could it be that by supporting the Yun Clan, you will get better treatment than before?"

"Of course!"

Rong Ting, the elder of the Yun Clan who was also standing on the galaxy, was beaming with pride at this moment.

"Now you understand why I was worried about your clan leader Lan Xi just now, right?"

"Do you understand that good birds choose trees to roost in?"

"You, the Witch Clan, have been huddled in a corner all day long, with no communication with the outside world at all, and no signs of expanding outward. What is the future of following you?"

"Look at us, even the human sects can come over as supporters, can you do it?"

"You, the Witch Clan, are out of date. You can't hold the position of the Void King. It's better for us, the Yun Clan, to teach you, hahahaha..."