Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Soon, under the arrangement of Demon King Mo Bing, the eight champions boarded the No. 1 arena one after another.

Mu Qianxue rushed to Ling Feng's side, looked at Ling Feng with admiration, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, you are awesome!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "Xiaoxue, you are also very good. You won the championship of the second stage."

"Of course!" Mu Qianxue narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Xiaoxue is a talented girl!"

"Ha ha……"

Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh heartily. After merging with Ye Yi, Mu Qianxue seemed to be a little more playful. Probably, the character of the little black cat Yoichi has been more or less integrated into this Ye Xue's body.

At this time, Demon King Mo Bing coughed dryly and said loudly: "The top eight ranking battle has officially begun!"

On stage one.

The champions on the other six stages all glanced at Ling Feng and the two of them, and then sighed.

They could see that Long Fei and Ye Xue had a very good relationship, and the two of them would definitely join forces. In this case, even if the six of them joined forces, they would never be a match for Ling Feng and the other two.

Therefore, these six people directly gave up competing with Ling Feng and the others for the top two places, and instead fought among themselves to determine who was the best.

Ling Feng was happy and happy. When he had just defeated Yin Xue, he knew that others did not dare to fight him, so he simply stood aside and watched the show with Mu Qianxue, which was quite relaxing and comfortable.

Not long after, the final duel ended. After all, everyone had already obtained the best rankings, so why bother to work so hard if they could directly become the disciples of the Azure Dragon Envoy.

The ranking between Ling Feng and Mu Qianxue was even simpler. When the third to last person left the ring, Mu Qianxue jumped off the ring and gave Ling Feng a three-peat.

"Okay, the final ranking has been decided."

Demon King Mo Bing's voice sounded at the right time, which also meant that this year's disciple selection was finally over.

"Now, I, the Demon King, will award prizes based on your performance."

Demon King Mo Bing smiled faintly and waved his hand, and the relevant staff distributed the blood crystals. Ling Feng once again won the first prize, 100,000 high-grade blood crystals. The three rounds added up to a total of 300,000 high-grade blood crystals.

For Ling Feng, these 300,000 high-grade blood crystals should be able to cultivate the "Eight Desolations Immortal Body" in the second stage of the Eight Desolations Body Training Technique to the first level.

"Congratulations!"

Demon King Mo Bing took the lead in applauding, followed by thunderous applause. Congratulations to these eight outstanding young men for becoming the direct disciples of the Eight Great Cang Dragon Envoys.

The applause lasted for a long time. Demon King Mo Bing raised his hands and pressed down, and then said to the top eight disciples: "Follow me."

Ling Feng knew that Demon King Mo Bing was going to take them to apprentice.

The eight people followed Demon King Mo Bing and soon arrived in front of the eight Cang Dragon Envoys.

Ling Feng was a little curious, how to distribute the eight people, the eight Canglong Envoys?

"Everyone, let's follow the old rules and draw lots to decide."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded. Ling Feng raised his eyes and saw that the speaker was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties. She was dressed in a purple gauze, with a beautiful face and an extremely hot figure, but her face was cold. She is a complete iceberg beauty.

She is the Purple Dragon Envoy, Bai Su.

"Let's draw lots."

The black dragon envoy smiled faintly, but his eyes were fixed on Ling Feng. It was obvious that Ling Feng's previous performance had made him look at him differently.

Although the top eight players are all extremely extraordinary, their qualifications are still uneven. Without drawing lots, who would be willing to recruit disciples with poor qualifications. When the time came to argue, they couldn't stop arguing, but instead made jokes to the disciples.

Of course, except for the default situation. The silver-blooded one was originally the Red Dragon Envoy's designated disciple, but unfortunately, he was eliminated by Ling Feng.

"Mo Bing, go get the things." The black dragon envoy said calmly.

"yes!"

Demon King Mo Bing nodded quickly. He was a disciple of the Black Dragon Palace, and the Black Dragon Envoy was his highest direct superior.

After a while, Mo Bing half-knelt in front of the eight Canglong envoys holding a lottery tube, and said respectfully: "The signatures in this lottery tube correspond to the arenas they are in. Whichever number you draw, you will accept the champion."

"I'll go first!"

A man in a yellow cloak grabbed a tag with his big hand and pulled out a tag with a five-character word on it. The qualifications of the No. 5 champion were pretty good and he won the fourth place in this selection. Therefore, Huang Long made the opponent The result is quite satisfactory.

"I'm not polite either."

Purple Dragon Commander Bai Susu grabbed a label with the word "two" written on it, which meant that she would become Mu Qianxue's master.

"hehe."

A faint smile appeared on Bai Su's lips, obviously quite satisfied with the result.

Not long after, everyone had drawn lots. What Ling Feng didn't expect was that the Canglong Envoy who drew his lot was actually the old guy who was the Red Dragon Envoy.

"Grass!"

The Red Dragon Envoy threw the tag away, his eyes were cold, and he said fiercely: "You want me to accept him as my disciple, just dream!"

"I'm not willing to become your teacher yet."

Ling Feng smiled disdainfully. This old bastard had long been unhappy with him. If he really wanted to be his disciple, he might not know what kind of shoes he would wear.

"I'm going to say something ugly first. This brat, whoever you want will want it, but I won't want it anyway!"

With that said, the Red Dragon Envoy waved to the audience and said carelessly: "Yinxue, come up here, I want to accept you as my direct disciple!"

Yin Xue's eyelids twitched. Although he was originally designated as the disciple of the Red Dragon Envoy, he was not among the top eight. Now the Red Dragon Envoy actually accepted him as his disciple in front of everyone. This made Yin Xue almost Didn't shout out excitedly.

"Meet the Master!"

Silver Blood took a few steps forward, then knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed his head, and roared excitedly.

"Um."

The Red Dragon Envoy nodded, "From today on, you are my personal disciple of Red Fire. I guarantee that you will be promoted to Demon King within ten years. By then, you can take revenge and complain!"

"Hmph, what a revengeful person!"

Ling Feng sneered and looked directly at the Red Dragon Envoy proudly, "I'm afraid you, a disciple like me, can't hold up the wall, and you will never catch up with me in this life!"

"Asshole!"

Anger surged in the Red Dragon Envoy's eyes, and he raised his palm high, about to slap Ling Feng in the face.

At this moment, the Purple Dragon envoy stood up fiercely and stood in front of Ling Feng, "Children, are you going to throw the face of our Canglong Temple into trouble?"

"snort!"

Chi Long's face contorted, and with a wave of his big hand, he punched the cliff behind him hard, causing sand to dance wildly and dust to fly.

"Walk!"

The Red Dragon user flashed, grabbed the silver blood, and flew towards the Red Dragon Palace.

"This old ghost!" The black dragon envoy shook his head and smiled, "Boy, if that old ghost Chi doesn't accept you, I, the black dragon envoy, will accept you."

"Haha, the door of my Huanglong Palace is open for you!" Huanglong Envoy also said loudly.

Even though the Red Dragon Envoy doesn't want Ling Feng, as the number one candidate in this entry-level selection, Ling Feng is still a hot commodity after all.