Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"In this third round of assessment, we only need to determine the top eight and receive generous blood crystal rewards. Moreover, these top eight can also become the disciples of Lord Canglongshi and become his direct disciples."

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

"Master Demon King, can't we only determine the top eight, but how to determine the rankings of these eight people?" A contestant asked with doubts.

"It's not simple yet."

Demon King Mo Bing smiled faintly, "The eight winners will be on the same stage again. In the order of leaving the stage, those who persist longer will naturally be ranked higher."

"It is worthy of being the holy land of the demon clan."

Ling Feng secretly sighed in his heart. This method of selecting disciples was cruel!

It is said that the sword has no eyes. In this kind of melee, a life will be lost if you are not careful.

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

However, if you want to kill me, Ling Feng, you must be prepared to be slaughtered!

"Okay, without further ado, each contestant will step onto the corresponding stage according to the drawn numbers. The competition will begin immediately!"

Demon King Mo Bing roared, and everyone stood up and jumped onto their own stage.

Ling Feng also stepped onto the No. 1 arena. This arena was huge, and fifty people standing on it did not look crowded. However, everyone looked around warily, wary of anyone making a sudden move.

Ling Feng stood quietly on the edge of the ring. He was in no rush to take action. If anyone didn't open his eyes, Ling Feng wouldn't mind "sending" him away.

As for Ye Xue, this girl is very lucky. There is no decent opponent in the second arena where she is. She has already firmly won one of the top eight places in this competition.

When everyone came on stage, Demon King Mo Bing roared and announced the start of the game.

Melee is a very cruel way of fighting. It can be said that everyone is fighting against the other fifty-nine people. There is no one around them who can be trusted. Even if they form a temporary alliance, they will inevitably be defeated by their allies the next moment. Stabbed in the back.

On the No. 1 arena where Ling Feng was, everyone unleashed their full strength and attacked the people around them wildly. Only two people remained motionless.

Ling Feng, and the Young Master Silver Wolf, silver blood.

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

The contestants around them were also very self-conscious and did not dare to come within three feet of them, because the terrifying pressure around the two of them was enough to make any contestant lose their fighting ability and fall to the ground.

"I told you, your good luck is over!"

Yinxue's face was livid, and he looked at Ling Feng from a distance. Neither of them was in a hurry to take action. Their strength was much higher than the others. Whoever made the first move would end up at the disadvantage.

Ling Feng ignored Yin Xue. He folded his arms and leaned against the edge of the ring, with a slight smile on his lips, giving people a frivolous and unruly feeling.

"Laugh, laugh!"

There was raging anger in his silver-blooded eyes, and he said coldly: "Soon, you won't be able to laugh anymore! I want you to die in an ugly way!"

Soon, there were fewer and fewer people on the No. 1 ring. After about a quarter of an hour, there were only less than ten people left. Those who still insist on standing in the ring are all high-level demon kings. They have more or less wounds on their bodies and their breaths have become disordered.

There was only one person left in the other arenas, but there were actually eight people standing on the No. 1 arena, and no one made any rash move.

In fact, except for the seed players like Ling Feng and Yin Xue, the other six people hope that both Ling Feng and Yin Xue will lose in a fight, so that they can take advantage of it.

"Ten thousand high-quality blood crystals per person, you two, join forces to attack Long Fei."

At this moment, Yin Xue glanced at the six high-level demon kings and said coldly.

"Ten thousand?"

The six people swallowed. They fought tooth and nail to get to the third level, but they only got less than a hundred high-grade blood crystals, while the silver blood crystals only got 10,000, which made them crazy.

"Boy, I'm sorry. Monsters die for money and birds die for food. You can't blame us!"

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

Immediately afterwards, the other five people also took action. Although they knew that they were not Ling Feng's opponents, six high-level demon kings were enough to consume a lot of Ling Feng's physical strength.

I guess that's what Yin Xue had planned. He really didn't want to capsize in the gutter again.

"Give you a chance, get out of here."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and still leaned lazily on the guardrail, not even intending to draw his sword.

"Hmph, arrogant!"

The six powerful demon kings surged with anger in their chests and attacked Ling Feng at the same time.

Six majestic demonic auras soared into the sky, and various lights flickered. These people were all geniuses of the demon clan. They were all arrogant. Naturally, they were furious when Ling Feng was so looked down upon.

"roll!"

Ling Feng roared, and in his eyes, a terrifying power of consciousness exploded, which actually knocked the six demon kings away at the same time. They all vomited blood and looked like they were seriously injured.

The lethality of the shocking robbery has been fully demonstrated in Ling Feng.

"Oh...oh my god, with just one look, I killed six high-level demon kings in an instant!"

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

The contestants who had been eliminated in the audience all looked at Ling Feng in shock. This was so outrageous!

"What a profound power of consciousness!"

On the high platform, a Canglong made his eyelids twitch and exclaimed.

As the saying goes, all methods return together. Although the cultivation methods of the human race and the demon race are completely different, there is basically no big difference in the cultivation of spiritual consciousness.

Putting aside the shackles of the physical body, the soul origins of the demon race and the human race are the same.

"Hmph, the cultivation of spiritual consciousness is just a crooked way! Naturally, I, the son of the demon clan, should focus on tempering the demon body. This Long Fei has simply brought shame to my demon clan!"

The person who spoke was a red-haired strong man, the Red Dragon Envoy of the Red Dragon Palace.

This Red Dragon Envoy has a deep connection with the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor, so he naturally sides with Silver Blood.

"Chi Laogui, you, your appointed disciple, may not even be able to keep the top eight." The black dragon envoy laughed.

"Humph, the game is not over yet, the winner is still unknown!"

The red dragon's eyes widened and he cursed in his heart: Damn it, this is going to be a bit difficult!

On stage one.

"After a while, finally, it's worth taking this young master a little seriously."

A cold light flashed in Yin Xue's eyes, and with a "clang" sound, the silver frost heavy sword was suddenly unsheathed.

And as the silver sword was unsheathed, Silver Blood's momentum had already reached its peak.