"In this third round of assessment, we only need to determine the top eight and get a generous blood crystal reward, and these top eight can also worship under the sect of the Canglong Envoy and become the personal disciple of the Canglong Envoy. ”

Mo Binglang said: "There is only one chance, take advantage of it." ”

"Lord Demon King, isn't it true that you can only divide the top eight, but how can the ranking of these eight people be determined?" one of the contestants asked, confused.

"It's not easy. ”

The Ink Ice Demon King smiled faintly, "The eight people who won are in the same ring again, and in the order of leaving the ring, the longer they hold on, the higher the ranking." ”

"It deserves to be a holy place of the demon clan. ”

Ling Feng secretly sighed in his heart, this way of selecting disciples can be called murderous!

The so-called sword has no eyes, and in this kind of melee, the slightest carelessness will be lost.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth hung with a touch of arc, no wonder the silver blood just now was so arrogant, saying that his good luck had come to an end.

However, if you want to kill me Ling Feng, you must have the consciousness of being slaughtered!

"Okay, no more nonsense, the players will board the corresponding ring according to the numbers drawn, and the game will start immediately!"

The Ink Ice Demon King roared, and everyone jumped up and jumped into their ring.

Ling Feng also boarded the No. 1 ring, this ring was huge, and fifty people standing on it did not seem crowded, but everyone looked around vigilantly, beware of someone suddenly attacking.

Ling Feng stood quietly on the edge of the ring, he was not in a hurry to make a move, if anyone did not open his eyes, Ling Feng did not mind "sending" him away.

As for Yexue, this girl is lucky, she doesn't have any decent opponents in the second ring, and she has won one of the top eight in this competition.

As soon as everyone took the stage, the Ice Demon King 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, and there is no one around who can be trusted, even if they form an alliance temporarily, they will inevitably be stabbed in the back by their allies in the next moment.

In the No. 1 ring where Ling Feng was, everyone burst out with all their strength, frantically attacking the people around them, only two of them, motionless.

Ling Feng, with the silver wolf young master, silver blood.

The two stood facing each other, and between each other, they seemed to have formed an invisible aura, and within this aura, there was a cold and murderous chill.

And the contestants around them were also very conscious, and they didn't dare to get close to them within three feet, because the terrifying coercion beside the two of them was enough to make any contestant lose their combat effectiveness and fall to the ground directly.

"As I said, your good luck is over!"

Silver-blooded and pale, looking at Ling Feng from a distance, neither of them was in a hurry to make a move, their strength was much more than the others, whoever made the first move, but fell into the inferior.

Ling Feng didn't pay attention to the silver blood, he was holding his hands on his chest, leaning on the edge of the ring, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling of frivolity and unruliness.

"Laugh, laugh!"

There was a raging anger burning in the silver-blooded eyes, and he said coldly: "Soon, you won't be able to laugh!

Soon, there were fewer and fewer people in the No. 1 ring, and after about a quarter of an hour, there were less than ten people left. The ones who insisted on standing in the ring were all high-level demon monarchs, with more or less wounds on their bodies, and their breath had become disordered.

The last person was left in the other rings, and there were still eight people standing on top of the No. 1 ring, and no one acted rashly.

In fact, in addition to seeded players like Ling Feng and Silver Blood, the other six people all hoped that Ling Feng and Silver Blood would fight to lose both, so that they could pick up the leaks.

"One person, 10,000 high-grade blood crystals, you, join forces to attack Long Fei. ”

At this moment, Silverblood's gaze swept towards the six high-level demon monarchs, and said coldly.

"Ten thousand?"

The six people swallowed their saliva, they fought desperately to get to the third level, but they only got less than a hundred high-grade blood crystals, and the silver blood opened their mouths to ten thousand, which made them go crazy immediately.

"Boy, I'm sorry, the demon died for wealth, the bird died for food, I can't complain about us!"

A blue-robed demon monarch snorted coldly, and with a swing of a big axe in his hand, the axe pointed directly at Ling Feng's face.

Immediately afterwards, the other five people also made moves, although they were self-aware, they were not Ling Feng's opponents, but six high-level demon monarchs were enough to consume a lot of Ling Feng's physical strength.

It is estimated that this is the calculation of Silver Blood, and he really doesn't want to capsize in the gutter again.

"Give you a chance to get out of here. ”

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, still leaning lazily on the guardrail, not even meaning to draw his sword.

"Hmph, hubris!"

The anger in the chests of the six Demon Monarch powerhouses swelled up, and they attacked Ling Feng at the same time.

Six majestic demonic qi rushed into the sky, all kinds of lights flickered, these people were also geniuses of the demon clan, which was so arrogant, being so despised by Ling Feng, naturally he was also angry.

"Get out!"

Ling Feng let out a low roar, and in his eyes, a terrifying divine sense power erupted, actually shaking the six demon monarchs out at the same time, spitting blood out of their mouths one by one, and it seemed that they were not lightly injured.

The lethality of the shocking tribulation has been vividly reflected in Ling Feng's body.

"Heavenly ...... Oh my God, one look, kill six high-level demon monarchs in an instant!"

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

The players in the audience who had been eliminated all looked at Ling Feng in amazement, this Nima is too against the sky!

"What a deep power of divine sense!"

On the high platform, a dragon made his eyelids jump and exclaimed.

The so-called Ten Thousand Laws Return to the Same Place, although the cultivation methods of the human race and the demon race are completely different, but the cultivation of divine consciousness is basically not much different.

Putting aside the shackles of the physical body, the soul origin of the demon race and the human race is the same.

"Hmph, the cultivation of divine consciousness is nothing but a crooked and evil way! My demon clan son, naturally should focus on tempering the demon body, this dragon flying is simply a shame on my demon clan!"

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

Speaking of which, this Red Dragon Envoy has a deep relationship with the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor, so he naturally stands on the side of Silver Blood.

"Red old ghost, you, a determined apprentice, I'm afraid you may not even be able to keep the top eight. The black dragon envoy laughed.

"Hmph, the game isn't over yet, and the outcome is unknown!"

The red dragon stared at each other, and scolded in his heart: Damn, this is a bit difficult to do!

Above the number one ring.

"There are two moments, finally, it is worth a little seriousness of this young master. ”

The cold light flashed in the silver blood eyes, and only the sound of "Zheng" was heard, and the silver frost heavy sword suddenly came out of the sheath.

And with the silver sword unsheathed, the momentum of silver blood has climbed to the peak.

(End of chapter)