Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1023 The third round of assessment! (2 more)
"In this third round of assessment, we only need to decide the top eight, and get rich blood crystal rewards, and the top eight can also be worshiped under the disciple of Lord Canglong Envoy, and become the personal disciple of Lord Canglong Envoy."

Mo Bing said loudly: "You only have one chance, take it well."

"Master Demon King, isn't this only the top eight, but how will the ranking of these eight be determined?" A contestant asked with doubts.

"It's not easy."

The Demon King Mo Bing smiled faintly, "The eight winners stepped into the same arena again. According to the order in which they left the arena, the one who lasted longer will naturally be ranked higher."

"As expected of the Holy Land of the Monster Race."

Ling Feng secretly sighed in his heart, this method of disciple selection can be called brutal!

The so-called sword has no eyes, in this kind of melee, if you are not careful, you will lose your life.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled up, no wonder that Yin Xue was so arrogant just now, saying that his luck had come to an end.

However, if you want to kill me, Ling Feng, you must have the consciousness of being slaughtered!

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, all contestants board the corresponding ring according to the number drawn, and the competition will begin immediately!"

The Mo Bing Demon King roared loudly, and everyone jumped up and jumped onto his ring.

Ling Feng also boarded the No. 50 ring, this ring is huge, [-] people stand on it and it doesn't look crowded, but everyone is looking around vigilantly, to beware of someone's sudden attack.

Ling Feng stood quietly on the edge of the ring, he was not in a hurry to make a move, and if someone didn't open his eyes, Ling Feng didn't mind "sending" him away.

As for Ye Xue, this girl is very lucky. The No. [-] ring she is in doesn't have any decent opponents. She has already won one of the top eight places in this competition.

After everyone came to the stage, Mo Bing Demon King roared and announced the start of the competition.

Melee is a very cruel way of fighting. It can be said that everyone is fighting against the other 59 people. There is no one around who can be trusted. Stab.

On the No. [-] ring where Ling Feng was, everyone burst out with all their strength and crazily attacked the people around them. Only two of them remained motionless.

Ling Feng, and the silver wolf young master, silver blood.

The two stood facing each other, and an invisible aura seemed to be formed between each other. In this aura, there was a cold and chilling chill.

And the contestants around them were also very self-conscious and did not dare to get within three feet of them, because the terrifying coercion beside them was enough to make any contestant lose their fighting power and directly fall to the ground.

"I said, your luck is over!"

Yinxue's face was ashen, and he was facing Ling Feng from a distance. Neither of them was in a hurry to make a move. Their strength was much higher than that of the others. Whoever made a move first would fall into the inferior position.

Ling Feng didn't pay attention to Yinxue, he was leaning on the edge of the ring with his arms crossed, with a faint smile on his mouth, giving off a frivolous and unruly feeling.

"Laugh, laugh!"

Burning with raging anger in the silver-blooded eyes, he said coldly: "Soon, you won't be able to laugh anymore! This young master wants you to die ugly!"

Soon, there were fewer and fewer people fighting in the No. [-] ring, and after about a quarter of an hour, there were only less than ten people left.Those who insisted on standing in the arena were all high-level monsters, with more or less wounds on their bodies, and their breath became disordered.

In the other arenas, only the last person remained, but in the No. [-] arena, there were still eight people standing on it, and no one acted rashly.

In fact, apart from seeded players like Ling Feng and Yinxue, the other six hoped that Ling Feng and Yinxue would lose out in the fight, so that they could take advantage of it.

"[-] high-grade blood crystals per person, you all join forces to attack Long Fei."

At this moment, Yin Xue glanced at the six high-ranking monsters and said coldly.

"Ten thousand?"

The six Gulu swallowed their saliva. They worked hard to get to the third level, but they only got less than a hundred high-grade blood crystals, while the silver blood only got [-], which made them go crazy.

"Boy, I'm sorry, the demon died for money, and the bird died for food. We can't blame us!"

A blue-robed monster snorted coldly, and swung a big ax in his hand, pointing directly at Ling Feng's face.

Immediately afterwards, the other five people also attacked one after another. Although they knew themselves well and were not Ling Feng's opponents, the six high-ranking monsters were enough to consume a lot of Ling Feng's physical strength.

It is estimated that Yinxue's calculation is just like this, he really does not want to capsize in the gutter again.

"Give you a chance to get out yourself."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, still lazily leaning against the guardrail, not even intending to draw his sword.

"Hmph, arrogant!"

Anger surged in the chests of the six Yaojun powerhouses, and they attacked Ling Feng at the same time.

Six majestic demonic auras shot up into the sky, and all kinds of lights shone. These people were also geniuses of one demon clan. Every individual with arrogance was naturally furious when Ling Feng despised them so much.

"roll!"

Ling Feng let out a low growl, and in his eyes, a terrifying power of divine consciousness erupted, unexpectedly sending the six monsters flying out at the same time, spitting blood one by one, and it seemed that they were seriously injured.

The lethality of the Shocking Tribulation has been vividly reflected in Ling Feng's body.

"God...God, one look, instantly killed six high-ranking monsters!"

"What kind of monster is this Long Fei? Is he a descendant of a divine beast?"

All the eliminated contestants in the audience stared at Ling Feng dumbfounded, this shit is too heaven-defying!

"What a profound power of consciousness!"

On the high platform, a blue dragon made his eyelids jump and exclaimed.

The so-called ten thousand methods return to the same goal, although the cultivation methods of the human race and the monster race are completely different, there is basically no big difference in the cultivation of spiritual consciousness.

Leaving aside the shackles of the physical body, the origin of the souls of the monster race and the human race are the same.

"Hmph, cultivating spiritual consciousness is just crooked ways! I, son of the demon clan, should naturally focus on tempering the demon body. This Long Fei is simply embarrassing to the demon clan!"

The person who spoke was a strong man with red hair, the Red Dragon Envoy of the Red Dragon Hall.

Speaking of which, the red dragon envoy has a deep relationship with the silver wolf demon emperor, so he is naturally on the side of silver blood.

"Chi old ghost, you are a pre-determined apprentice, I'm afraid you may not even be able to keep the top eight." The black dragon envoy laughed.

"Hmph, the game is not over yet, and the outcome is still unknown!"

Chilongshi stared wide-eyed, and cursed in his heart: Damn, this is a bit difficult!

On stage one.

"Twice, finally, it's worth this young master to take it a little seriously."

A cold light flashed in the silver-blooded eyes, and there was a "Zheng" sound, and the silver frost heavy sword was suddenly unsheathed.

And as the silver sword was unsheathed, the aura of the silver blood had already climbed to its peak.

(End of this chapter)