Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3507 Receiving the Demon of the Immortal Venerable!
Roar!
Amidst the roar of the dragon, Wu Cheng swept across the ground with his spear in his empty hand, and danced wildly in the air, shooting out golden dragons that were more than ten feet long. The violent aura shook the ground of the whole square, trembling slightly.

Amidst the roar, everyone saw golden dragons shattered into pieces and turned into stars that filled the sky, spreading out.

Bang bang bang!
In the center of the ring in the Yang group, a terrible tornado storm blew up, and one after another figures were blown away, the violent wind swept across, and even the contestants who were huddled in the corner were directly lifted up.

Soon, players were eliminated one after another, and the number of Yang Group rings finally reached the last ten.

"Oh my god, Senior Brother Huang An has been eliminated!"

"Lu...Senior brother Lu Xing! Senior brother Lu Xing has also been kicked out of the ring!"

"Oh my god, that guy...that guy is too scary, definitely at the top ten level!"

"This shit is a new inner disciple?"

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, the two masters who made it into the top [-] last time were eliminated miserably.

And the five Jiuguo Immortal Lords who joined forces to deal with Wu Chengkong before were eliminated as many as four, and the only one left, also with a smothered complexion, knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the saber tightly with both hands, leaning on it. On the ground, barely kept from falling.

After a long while, the Jiuguo Immortal also spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body trembling violently, obviously suffering serious injuries.

I'm afraid, even though they were lucky enough to advance to the top [-].

"As expected of Boss Wu!"

Nan Xiaolie clenched his fists excitedly, as if he was showing off.

"That rascal……"

Even Cheng Tianyong, who has always been indifferent to other people's affairs, showed a hint of surprise.

The strength shown by Wu Chengkong obviously moved even Cheng Tianyong.

"Five-changing sky patterns?"

Ling Feng squinted his eyes. Over the past few years, the speed at which Wu Chengkong has improved is also astonishing. What a terrifying talent!
This is probably why he can be ranked in the top ten of the top [-] list despite not having many records.

Is this the strength of the top Tianjiao in the Divine Control Tianyu?
In Ling Feng's chest, a raging fighting spirit was also ignited.

Only stronger and more talented opponents can continuously stimulate his infinite potential.

Be it Wu Chengkong, Chi Yankuang, Yan Wufeng, or even Cheng Tianyong, these arrogances will all become stepping stones on his entire road.

On the high platform, the two immortals also showed admiration.

"This year's new disciples, there are indeed a lot of monsters!"

Xianzun Jieyin narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly and said: "This Wu Chengkong is one of them."

"Hey, it's a good thing that the Patriarch Buying Kong of the Holy Spear Immortal Sect has always had a good relationship with me, so after this brat Wu was promoted to the inner sect, he joined the Temple of Ego."

Ming Shenzun chuckled, and said a little proudly: "After the end of this Jiuyao New Lord's Billboard, I might as well accept this Wu boy as a personal disciple, and pass on some of his real skills, so as not to bury the old man in vain. Said that the old man ignored the old relationship."

"Ancestor Burying Kong... Hey, what a memory from a long time ago!"

Jieyin Xianzun shook his head and smiled, "That Wu boy is indeed a talent to be made. If you cultivate it well, he will be able to take your place in the future."

"What about you, are you still not going to accept the fax? Second brother, in fact, there are some things that should be let go earlier. For you, it might not be a bad thing."

Ming Shenzun looked at Jieyin Xianzun with deep meaning, and said slowly: "For you, Ning Kun is your inner demon, and you can't break through your own inner demon, and sooner or later you will be tired by your inner demon."

"Bai Laosan, you don't seem like someone who likes to say such things!"

"Second brother", but it seemed to bring Jieyin Xianzun back to his young age, he took a deep breath, a faint smile appeared on his face, and finally nodded, "I will think about it carefully of!"

"That's right!"

Ming Shenzun smiled and nodded, "I hope that what Wu Wangzun brings back this time will be good news."

"I know Ning Kun too well. This person is thoughtful and careful. Even though my Tianzhi's information spreads all over the Shenzhi Tianyu, but I send back news about the Demon Soul Palace again and again, but it just returns in vain. Otherwise, how could Ning Kun have been so carefree for thousands of years."

Jieyin Xianzun showed a trace of worry on his face, "I'm afraid that this time that guy Wuwang went to Qingfengyuan, but he will suffer in Ning Kun's hands instead."

"Although Wu Wang has no brains, Li Man is the strongest among the three of us old fellows. It may be tens of thousands of years before Ning Kun wants to deal with him."

Ming Shenzun smiled, "Okay, we don't have to worry about Wu Wang anymore, the knockout round is over!"

"Ok!"

Xianzun Jieyin nodded slightly, then withdrew his thoughts, and looked down at the arena below.

Following the final Yang Group arena, there were finally only ten contestants left, and the first round of knockout rounds had also been completely declared over.

Above the ten groups of rings, the 100 people who still haven't left the ring are the top [-] contestants of this year's Jiuyao Xinjun Billboard.

Ling Feng's eyes swept across the rings of each group.

Most of the people I know have successfully advanced.

Including Cheng Tianyong, Xiao Xianling, Mo Yurou, etc...

It's a pity that the phantom god Qianjue lost in the first round. Although there was an element of luck in it, he only mastered one power talisman and was ready to walk the avenue of power to the end.

And his path is destined to be full of thorns and more difficult than others.

Therefore, it is necessary to accumulate a lot of money, and it is very reasonable to fail in the first round. After all, he is just a new inner disciple.

Participating in the first Jiuyao Xinjun Billboard, but failing to enter the top [-] is a normal and reasonable situation.

But Ling Feng believes that after enough accumulation, the Dao of Power will never be inferior to those other Nine Fruit Immortals.

But the current phantom god Qian Jue is still too young after all.

After being eliminated in the first round, the phantom god Qianjue could only be reduced to a spectator in the spectator seats, sitting with Zhou Yan, Nangong Ziling and Yu Junyao now.

"Old Huan, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, so don't worry too much about it."

Zhou Yan comforted Qian Jue with a wry smile. After all, they are old comrades who came together from the River of Three Ways, and they have also established a certain fighting friendship.

"That's to say, you're not that brat Ling Feng, it's normal to lose."

Yu Junyao spoke a word of comfort, but everyone gave her a blank look. Are your words comforting?

"Forehead……"

Yu Junyao seemed to have noticed her slip of the tongue, and quickly waved her hand and said, "I didn't mean that, I mean, Ling Feng is a monster, and it's normal for you to be inferior to him."

"..."

The people around were lost in silence.

"Bah bah bah!"

Yu Junyao quickly spit a few times, "I mean, although you lost, you are already very good. Look at Zhou Yan, right? You are not even an inner disciple."

"I……"

Zhou Yan was lying on the gun tragically. He was in a happy mood at first, but suddenly he doubted his life.

Who is not a peerless arrogance of the top ten ancient domains in the lower world? Is it because I didn't work hard to get to where I am today?
No, absolutely not!

"Oh, I'm sorry Zhou Yan, I didn't mean to use you as a negative example!"

Yu Junyao saw Zhou Yan's complexion turned gloomy, and quickly covered her mouth, "I won't say anything, it's okay if I don't..."

……

Ten groups of arenas, the enchantment barrier dissipated by itself, and the figure of Yufeng Xianjun fell from a high platform again.

"The first round of knockout rounds is over, congratulations to all the juniors and juniors."

Yufeng Xianjun smiled and looked at the disciples below, waved his hand, and then, the ten arenas merged again to form a huge empty arena.

And the entire reorganization process did not even exceed ten breaths, and did not require any human intervention at all, and was completely controlled by the giant magic circle below the ring.

"After the first round of competition, I believe everyone is a little tired. Therefore, the second round of competition will continue in half an hour. Now, brothers and sisters, you can return to the players' seats to rest!"

As Yufeng Xianjun's voice fell, the [-] contestants on the stage returned to the contestant area by using their magical powers. After the last contestant also left the field, a layer of pale golden enchantment was covered again. The whole arena.

It can be foreseen that the inside of the arena will take on a completely different new look under the transformation of the magic circle.

Moreover, the ten groups of rings are integrated into one, that is to say, the power of various attributes and laws will appear in the ring, and each contestant will face a new test.

(PS: Happy Lantern Festival!)
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