"Below, the top three players!"

"Third place, Silver Blood, will reward 10,000 top-grade blood crystals. ”

"The second place, Ye Xue (that is, Mu Qianxue plus Ye Yi, so it is called Ye Xue), will reward 50,000 high-grade blood crystals. ”

"First place, Long Fei, the reward is, 100,000 top-grade blood crystals!"

The Ink Ice Demon King personally distributed the reward, and when he walked in front of Ling Feng, the Ink Ice Demon King even whispered: "Boy, are you interested in joining our Black Dragon Palace, with your qualifications and talents, there is no doubt that you can become the personal disciple of our Black Dragon Envoy." ”

Ling Feng smiled and said, "It's better to wait for the third level to be assessed and follow the rules." ”

In fact, it didn't matter which hall Ling Feng joined, he didn't really come to be a disciple, he just wanted to infiltrate the Canglong Temple and tell the truth about the death of the Qiqi Demon Emperor.

He only needs one chance to talk to the Demon Emperor!

"Okay, you can leave if you don't make it to the top 400. ”

The Ink Ice Demon Dynasty issued an expulsion order for those who failed, and the Canglong Temple only needs the best people, and those who are eliminated are not qualified to continue to stay in the Canglong Temple.

"The last level is the actual combat assessment, you choose a number first, and I will introduce you to the detailed rules later. ”

As soon as the Ink Ice Demon King stretched out his hand, a disciple of the Canglong Temple walked up with a huge box, this box only had a fist-sized hole at the top, and he could reach down and draw lots.

"There are four hundred tags in this, and each tag has a number on it, remember, after the tag is drawn, it can't be changed, and it can't be exchanged privately, if you violate the order, you will be killed!"

The Ink Ice Demon King said coldly: "Now that you are already considered disciples of the Canglong Temple, in our Canglong Temple, the most important thing is absolute obedience, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Everyone yelled in unison, of course, this so-called rule is also flexible, in other words, the big fist is the truth, if one day your superior is not your opponent, you will become the truth, and when the time comes, you will naturally become the one who gives orders.

In a demonic holy place like the Canglong Temple, this truth of the jungle is even more vividly embodied.

After a while, Ling Feng and Mu Qianxue both chose their own labels, and Ling Feng's label was a "one" on it.

"Brother Long, I'm two, I'm two!"

Mu Qianxue squinted her eyes and looked at Ling Feng sweetly.

"Well, you two. ”

Ling Feng smiled freely, which made Mu Qianxue squeamish for a while, and Ling Feng had no choice but to smile lightly: "I am one." ”

"What a coincidence, Long Fei!"

At this moment, there was a yin and yang strange voice behind him, and the voice almost came out of the Nine Hells, with a cold chill to the bone.

"This young master is also one, it seems that your good luck is going to end here!"

Ling Feng didn't have to look back to know that it must be the silver-blooded guy.

"Hmph, in the third level, I'll make you lose ugly!" After Silver Blood finished speaking, he snorted coldly and walked away directly.

"MD is mentally retarded. ”

Ling Feng smiled disdainfully, although he was not going to directly kill him in front of everyone, but at least he had to fulfill his responsibility as an "uncle" and teach this junior a good lesson.

"Okay, everyone's got their labels drawn. ”

The Ink Ice Demon King looked around, and didn't find anyone objecting, so he said, "Now, come with me to the martial arts arena on the periphery of the Canglong Temple." ”

Under the leadership of the Ink Ice Demon King, all the four hundred players who had passed the second round of assessment came to a valley where there were eight huge rings, and the edges of the rings were carved with countless dragon patterns.

And among the peaks on both sides of the valley, there were countless powerful auras, obviously, these were all disciples from the Eight Great Canglong Palaces, who came to see the excitement. Of course, there may be some more noble Demon Kings and Demon Emperors who come to observe if there are any suitable ones in this group of newcomers who can be accepted as disciples.

With so many strong people gathered together, even from a distance, Ling Feng could feel a depressing aura pressing towards his heart, and Ling Feng even suspected that among these people, it was very likely that there were also those eight dragon envoys who were so miraculous.

After all, the top eight in this assessment will be the personal disciples of the eight Canglong envoys.

"Greetings to the Dragon Envoy!"

At this moment, the Ink Ice Demon King roared at the sky, and the next moment, he saw eight divine lights rising into the sky, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, and the eight-colored light formed eight essence dragons, dancing into the sky.

The eight dragons flew together, and the next moment, they landed steadily on the ring.

Although these people were dressed differently, they were all wearing a cloak with a dragon tattoo, and the colors corresponded to the Canglong Hall where they were located.

These eight people stood firmly in the ring in the gossip formation.

These eight people are old and young, male and female, but the common characteristic is that they are tough!

The aura on their bodies made Ling Feng almost breathless, after all, this was a peerless existence above ordinary demon emperors.

Perhaps, they are still a little weaker than the eight demon emperors of the Southern Frontier Demon Domain, but they are undoubtedly the existence with the best chance of becoming the next Demon Emperor, and they are one of the few powerful people standing at the peak in the entire Southern Frontier Demon Domain.

Ling Feng had to sigh at the heritage of the demon clan, the Demon Emperor and Demon King powerhouses he saw today were more than all the Emperor Kings he had seen before, I don't know how many times more!

"Meet the Dragon Envoy!"

The Mobing Demon King raised his hands high, kneeling respectfully to the ground, with a pious expression, which was a standard five-body bow to the ground.

"Meet the Dragon Envoy!"

The rest of the demons, including those who came to participate in the assessment, also hurriedly bowed.

The so-called spear shot the first bird, Ling Feng was not easy to stand out from the crowd, and he was busy dragging the girl of Yexue to kneel down, her head lowered, and she didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of these dragon envoys.

"Lord Canglong, my subordinates have brought the top 400 contestants this year for the final round of actual combat assessment. The Ink Ice Demon King said respectfully.

"Hmm. ”

One of the Canglong envoys wearing a black cloak raised his hand slightly, and said lightly: "Get up, our eight dragon envoys are just here to accept disciples, as for the rest, they will be distributed according to the old rules." ”

After that, the eight dragon envoys in the ring jumped up and jumped on a high platform, there were nine gorgeous chairs on the high platform, and the chair in the center was empty, this was the throne belonging to the Canglong Demon Emperor, although the Canglong Demon Emperor did not come in person, but the etiquette could not be messed up.

The Ink Ice Demon King bowed to the eight people, and then turned around and shouted at the eight hundred contestants: "The rules of this third level are very simple, there are eight rings on it, corresponding to the number you draw, fifty people in each ring are fighting, and only one person is left!"

(End of chapter)