Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Roar!

Amidst the roar of the dragon, Wu Chengkong swept the spear in his hand and danced in the air, shooting out golden dragons more than ten feet long. The violent momentum actually made the ground of the entire square tremble slightly.

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

Bang bang bang!

A terrible tornado blew up in the center of the Yang group arena, and figures were blown away. The violent wind swept through them, and even the players who were huddled in the corners were directly lifted up.

Soon, one contestant after another was eliminated, and the number of people in the Yang group ring finally came to the last ten.

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

"Lu...Senior Brother Lu Xing! Senior Brother Lu Xing was also kicked out of the ring!"

"Oh my God, that guy... that guy is so scary, he is definitely a top ten level guy!"

"Is this damn new inner disciple?"

Amid everyone's exclamations, the two top players who reached the top 30 in the previous session were eliminated.

Four of the five Nine-Fruit Immortal Lords who had previously teamed up to deal with Wu Chengkong were eliminated. The only one left, with a suffocated complexion, knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the sword tightly with both hands, leaning on it. On the ground, he barely managed to keep from falling.

After a while, the Nine-Fruit Immortal Lord spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was shaking violently, and he was obviously seriously injured.

I'm afraid that even if I'm lucky enough to advance, I'm afraid I'll still be in the top 100.

"As expected of Boss Wu!"

Nan Xiaolie clenched his fists excitedly, as if he was stealing the show.

"That rascal……"

Even Cheng Tianyong, who had never cared about other people's affairs, showed a hint of surprise.

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

"Five changes to the sky pattern?"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. In the past few years, Wu Chengkong's progress has been equally astonishing. What a terrifying talent!

This is probably why he was ranked in the top ten of that top 100 list even though he didn't have many records.

Is this the strength of the top talent in the Divine Realm?

Ling Feng's chest was also filled with fighting spirit.

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

Whether Wu Chengkong, Chi Yankuang, Yan Wufeng, or even Cheng Tianyong, these geniuses will become stepping stones on his entire journey.

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

"There are indeed many evildoers among the new disciples of this year!"

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

"Hehe, fortunately, the ancestor of the Holy Spear Immortal Sect, Burian Kong, has always been on good terms with me, so after this Wu boy was promoted to the inner sect, he joined the Ego Heaven Palace."

Ming Shen Zun laughed and said with a bit of pride: "After the end of this Jiuyao New Monarch Ranking, I have no choice but to accept this Wu boy as my direct disciple, and teach him some real skills, so as not to bury him. Said I don’t care about old feelings anymore.”

"Ancestor Buried Kong... Oh, what a memory from so long ago!"

Jie Yinxian Zun shook his head and smiled, "That Mr. Wu is indeed a talent that can be made. If you cultivate him carefully, he can take over your position in the future."

"What about you, are you still not ready to receive the true biography? Second brother, in fact, there are some things that should be let go of earlier. It would not be a bad thing for you."

Ming Shen Zunruo looked at Jie Yin Xian Zun with deep meaning, and said slowly: "For you, Ning Kun is just your inner demon. If you can't break through your own inner demon, you will be tired of it sooner or later."

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

The sound of "Second Brother" seemed to bring Jieyin Xianzun back to his youth. He took a deep breath, a faint smile appeared on his face, and finally nodded, "I will consider your words carefully. of!"

"That's right!"

Lord Mingshen smiled and nodded, "I hope what Lord Wuwu brings back this time will be good news."

"I know Ning Kun very well. He is thoughtful and careful in his actions. Even though my Tianzhi's information spreads throughout the entire Shenzhi realm, the news about the Demon Soul Palace returned time and time again without success. , Otherwise, how could Ning Kun be allowed to be so carefree for thousands of years. "

Jie Yinxian Zun showed a trace of worry on his face, "I'm afraid that this guy Wuwu went to Qingfengyuan and suffered a loss at the hands of Ning Kun."

"Although Wuwang has no brains, he is the strongest among our three old guys, Li Man. It's probably tens of thousands of years too early for Ning Kun to deal with him."

Ming Shen Zun smiled and said, "Okay, we don't have to worry about Wuwu anymore, the knockout round is over!"

"Um!"

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

With the final Yang group arena, there were finally only ten players left, and the first round of eliminations was completely concluded.

Among the ten groups of arenas, the one hundred people who have not yet left the arena are the top 100 players on this year's Jiuyao New King Ranking.

Ling Feng's eyes swept across each group of arenas.

Most of the people I know well have successfully advanced.

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

It's a pity that Illusion God Qianjue actually lost in the first round. Although there was a factor of luck in it, he only mastered one Talisman Seal of Strength and prepared to walk the avenue of strength to the end.

And his road is destined to be full of thorns, more difficult than others.

Therefore, it is necessary to accumulate hard work, and it is very reasonable to fail in the first round. In the final analysis, he is just a new inner disciple.

It is normal and reasonable to participate in the first Jiuyao New King Ranking and fail to enter the top 100.

But Ling Feng believes that after enough accumulation, the Great Way of Power will never be any worse than the other Nine Fruit Immortal Lords.

But the current Illusory God Qianjue is still too young after all.

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

"Old Huan, victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists, so don't worry too much."

Zhou Yan comforted Huan Shen Qianjue with a wry smile. After all, they were old comrades who had walked through the River of Three Ways together, and they had also established a certain fighting friendship.

"I mean, you're not that brat like Ling Feng, so it's normal for you to lose."

Yu Junyao opened her mouth to comfort her, but everyone rolled their eyes at her. Are your words of comfort?

"Forehead……"

Yu Junyao seemed to have noticed her gaffe, and quickly waved her hands and said: "I didn't mean that, I meant that Ling Feng is a monster, and it's normal for you to be inferior to him."

"..."

Everyone around was stunned into silence.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

Yu Junyao hurriedly spat a few times, "I mean, although you lost, you are already very powerful. You see, Zhou Yan is not even an inner disciple."

"I……"

Zhou Yan was brutally shot, and his originally happy mood suddenly became a little doubtful about life.

Who is not a peerless genius from one of the top ten ancient regions in the lower world? Is it because I didn’t work hard that I have reached this point?

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 expression suddenly darkened, and quickly covered her mouth, "I won't say anything anymore, why not..."

…

In the ten groups of arenas, the barrier dissipated on its own, and the figure of Yufeng Immortal Lord once again fell from a high platform.

"The first round of elimination is over, congratulations to all the junior brothers and sisters."

Yufengxian Junlang smiled and looked at the disciples below, waved his hand, and then the ten arenas merged again to form one huge and empty arena.

The entire reorganization process actually took no more than ten breaths, and did not require any human intervention at all. It was completely controlled by the giant magic circle below the arena.

"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, all junior brothers and sisters, you can return to the players' bench to rest!"

As the words of Yufeng Fairy Lord fell, the one hundred contestants on the stage each used their magical powers and returned to the contestant area. After the last contestant also left the stage, a layer of pale golden barrier was covered again. filled the entire arena.

It is foreseeable that the inside of the arena will take on a completely new look under the transformation of the magic circle.

Moreover, there are ten groups of arenas integrated into one, which means that the power of various attribute laws will appear in the arena, and every contestant will face a new test.

(PS: Happy Lantern Festival!)