Although the world of this natural landscape is huge, and the seventh ring where Chen Feng is located is in the depths of the dense forest, none of the martial artists present are weak, they are all martial artists standing at the peak of Dongtu Kyushu.

With their eyesight and mental power, they can naturally take in the entire landscape of the natural world, and the situation of other rings is no exception.

Many of the martial artists under the seventh ring looked at one of the proud figures with fearful eyes.

The man was a man of about twenty-nine years of age, dressed in a black trench coat, with long hair that almost reached his waist, and a hint of dead silence in his eyes.

This person is the first day of the Dead Silence Divine Prefecture, and the breath on his body is as vast as the sea, but the breath revealed by this one contains a breath of dead silence, as if this person is a dead person.

The other martial artists in the seventh ring were far away from him, and they didn't dare to get too close, except for the fear in their hearts, it was the influence of this dead silence.

Shui Zhe's chin raised slightly, and his gaze did not fall on the other martial artists in the seventh ring, but on the top geniuses in the other rings.

He knows very well that in the seventh ring, he is the king, no one can beat him, and his real opponent is still the peak geniuses of those Eastern Soil Kyushu.

"This ring fight is also about how much holy luck you have in your body, and if you win a game, in addition to being able to increase one point, you can also deprive your opponent of a part of your holy luck and integrate it into yourself. ”

"That's why I like to call this level the Victory. ”

Cao Rong's voice resounded again, echoing in this space, making the originally quiet martial artists all boil.

After tasting the great benefits of the Holy Fortune, their desire for the Holy Fortune is like that of a hungry wolf that sees its prey.

"It's nice to be deprived of holy luck. ”

Shui Zhe was also moved, his gaze fell on the other martial artists in the seventh ring for the first time, but his eyes were not filled with the joy of meeting the opponent, but the greed of seeing the prey.

There was no doubt that he regarded the other ninety-nine martial artists in the seventh ring as prey that could devour the Holy Fortune.

"It's a failure to be taken as a prey. ”

Chen Feng licked his lips, but he sneered in his heart, this Shui Zhe regarded others as prey, but as everyone knows, he has been targeted by Chen Feng.

"The second level of the Holy Luck is about to begin, and my doppelganger will be the judge in your ring. ”

Cao Rong, who was suspended in the sky, punched out the seal in his right hand, and suddenly his figure began to blur, and thirty Cao Rong were divided.

Thirty in one!

Looking at this move performed by Cao Rong, many martial artists were moved.

Cultivating to their level, clones are actually not a rare secret method, but they are really a bit strong when they are divided into thirty clones at once, and this Cao Rong is worthy of being a creator-level powerhouse.

Sou!

Thirty doppelgangers landed in the thirty rings, and Cao Rong was expressionless and his eyes were cold.

On the seventh ring, Cao Rong glanced lightly at the rest of the martial artists under the ring, and continued: "Before the competition starts, I will rank you first. ”

As he spoke, Cao Rong's sleeve robe waved, and a hundred points of light were sprinkled.

The point of light fell on Chen Feng's chest, and on the clothes on his chest, the number 'fifteen' was revealed.

"It's up to me to decide the opponent, and I'll take the lottery pairing. ”

"The first one against the seventy-five. ”

As soon as the words fell, under the ring, two young men snatched out, these two looked at each other cautiously, and the divine power in their bodies surged.

The strength of these two people is not weak, and they are all around the peak of the middle stage of the Xuanji Lord.

"Let's go!"

Cao Rong announced lightly, and immediately the two of them burst out with light points in their eyebrows, and immediately used their respective law divine powers.

From the clothes on these two people, it can be seen that one of them should be the core disciple of the Jia Divine Academy, and the other is a disciple of the Golden Dragon Palace.

The two are almost the same, naturally they will fight quickly at the beginning and take out the strongest hole cards, otherwise they will waste their physical strength if they keep dragging it, after all, there are still many battles to be fought next.

Boom Boom!

The two quickly went on the offensive, and you went back and forth, and the powerful collision fluctuations affected the space around the entire ring.

After nearly dozens of rounds of fighting, the disciple of the Jia Divine Academy, who was slightly inferior, was caught by the disciple of the Golden Dragon Palace, and slammed out with a punch, slamming into the chest of the disciple of the Jia Divine Academy.

Poof!

The disciple of the Jia Divine Academy spat out a mouthful of blood, snorted, and flew out directly.

"Number one victory. ”

Cao Rong's face was expressionless, and as soon as his words fell, a ray of light swept out of the failed Jia Divine Academy disciple, and immediately merged into the disciple of the Golden Dragon Palace.

Due to the infusion of this golden light, the Golden Dragon Hall disciple clenched his hands tightly, revealing a look of excitement, and a trace of golden light began to appear at the center of his eyebrows.

Chen Feng looked at this scene, his eyes were thoughtful, and the moment the golden light entered the disciple of the Golden Dragon Palace, he clearly felt that the holy power on the latter's body was becoming more and more obvious and powerful, and that was the effect of the manifestation of the holy fortune.

On the other hand, the failed disciple's aura of holy luck was extremely dim, if there was none, it was obvious that most of his holy luck had been deprived by the disciples of the Golden Dragon Palace.

Shui Zhe, the strongest person in the seventh ring, burst out with unprecedented essence in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "Win the Holy Luck?"

The battle in the ring is going on in an orderly manner, some people fail, and some people succeed.

"Fifteen to twentieth. ”

When a battle was over, Cao Rong spoke again, and Chen Feng stepped on his feet and jumped directly into the ring.

At this moment, at the other end of the ring, a man with a face of about thirty years old also swept up.

"Kill the disciples of the Alliance?"

Chen Feng glanced at the word 'kill' drawn on the man's chest, and immediately knew that the man in front of him was the disciple of the Killing Shenzhou Killing Alliance.

When Chen Feng was jointly attacked by the six powerhouses, he had used the Demon Dao clone to investigate the specific situation of other Divine Prefectures, and he knew quite a lot about the forces of the major Divine Prefectures.

The strength of the disciples of the Killing Alliance in front of him is so-so, only in the middle stage of the Xuanji Lord, and in the Killing Alliance, it should only be regarded as an upper-middle level.

"Hidden cultivation?"

As soon as the man came up, he found that he couldn't see through the cultivation of the young man in front of him at all, and he couldn't help but ask in amazement.

"Let's go!"

Cao Rong glanced at Chen Feng more, because even he couldn't sense the specific cultivation of the young man in front of him, but he was sure that the young man in front of him had decided not to join Yahweh.

"Interesting little guy, it seems that his concealment method is quite advanced, and I haven't even seen through it. ”

Cao Rong secretly said in his heart, but he didn't care too much, after all, there was a big gap between not becoming the Yahweh and becoming the Yahweh, although Chen Feng's concealment secret method was good, but his main attention was actually on those geniuses who had already become Yahweh.