The first major dueling arena.

Here, it is a fixed, battlefield of the Ten Kings Ranking Battle.

This No. 1 dueling arena has a total of four rings, each of which is no more than a hundred feet in size, and it doesn't seem to be anything. However, those who know the situation understand that these four rings, in fact, are four peerless great vibrations, each of which is a top-level treasure-level array, and its power is incomparable.

The monks who enter these four rings will be immediately transformed into a world, as for whether the world is good or bad, ordinary or weird, and more beneficial to that person, it depends on the luck of the individual.

Once, some monks were lucky enough to appear in a world that was completely in line with his method, so their combat power increased greatly, and they reversed and won with weak cultivation. There are also monks who are extremely unlucky, and the world that evolved in the ring just suppressed his strength and became the one who was reversed.

Of course, this situation, after all, is a minority, and the vast majority of monks enter the normal world, either with bonuses or with weakening.

When Zhong Yuan and the others arrived, they found that twenty or thirty people had already arrived, and they were divided into waves among each other, unabashedly releasing hostility and coercion, wanting to gain the upper hand.

Zhong Yuan, although he doesn't care too much about this, but he doesn't want to behave too much. Therefore, that is, time, it is convenient for the four of them to manifest their own qi together, condense into one, and wave in all directions, resisting the impact of other people's momentum while also walking to other families, showing the strength of their own family.

Many qi machines were in contact with Zhong Yuan and the others, so they retreated, not daring to entangle again, but there was only one of them, but they were extremely strong, and they kept impacting their momentum, wanting to overpower them.

In this regard, Zhong Yuan did not argue with him, but stood on the ground like a pillar of heaven, and no matter how the momentum of Yiren hit, he did not move.

After a while, the momentum was overwhelming, so he took the initiative to retreat. However, at this moment, Zhong Yuan's qi that stood as steady as a pillar of heaven suddenly changed, turning into an invisible long sword, with a sharp edge, and slashed towards the retreating momentum.

"Whew-"

With a clear sound, that momentum, in an instant, was cut in half.

"There is no shame in winning by such cunning means!"

"That is, if you have the ability, you can do it in a bright way, and it is difficult to get into the elegant hall by playing this method!"

"Later, if the two of us face each other, I will kill you!"

In the face of the undisguised sarcasm of many people, at that time, Zhong Yuan was beside him, and the other four ...... The people of the Mo king's vein can't stand it. They were about to open their mouths to refute, but they were stopped by Zhong Yuan, smiled faintly, and said, "Don't care, we are the winners, and the victors should have the bearing of the winners." You guys, you have to allow those losers to complain a few words, otherwise, aren't they too aggrieved?"

"Yes! What Brother Dao said is very true, we shouldn't be too harsh, and even deprive others of such a little self-comfort!"

"Our bearing is not enough, it is far better to be a Taoist friend, and we have to continue to cultivate!"

"Who do you say is the loser, it's just a small momentum confrontation, with a little upper hand, I think I'm really a victory, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"

"That is, later, if you lose in the ring again, see if you can still be so proud?"

...,

"When you win in the ring, let's talk about it!" Zhong Yuan replied with a calm face and a faint smile.

In the midst of such a battle, the twelve kingly veins and sixty monks were all together.

After another moment, an elder of the Origin Demon Palace, whose body was like a rainbow, flew in.

The elder, without the slightest nonsense, said that time walked, "The hour has come, and the battle is about to begin." Now, get ready, grab the number plate!"

The king pulse ranking battle, the number plate that decides the candidate for the battle, has always relied on grabbing. However, his snatching is very different from the number plate snatching such as the Terran Emperor War, his number plate is not covered by any spells, so the number on the number plate can be perceived clearly by them.

Therefore, to a certain extent, a person with high strength, in one or even two rounds of battle, can control his opponent, so that his opponent is relatively weak, so that he can pass with great ease, and do not reveal his true strength, so as to lay a solid foundation for his own next, in the final decisive battle.

The two ways of competing for license plates, at first glance, seem to be the way the Terrans snatch license plates, which is more fair, after all, there are many elements of luck in it. In reality, however, it is almost the same, because the difference between a fraction of a millimeter is a thousand miles! Seeing, it is impossible to completely equate it with doing, doing, and not making mistakes, and it is very likely that a small mistake will lead to a situation of encountering a strong enemy one after another.

Moreover, this way of competing for license plates also makes the real ring competition fierce before it starts, so that each has a prediction of the opponent, which makes the next battle more intense.

For the Shura monks, this is the most suitable way.

After a moment of silence, the elder of the Origin Demon Palace, without delaying time, that is, time, threw his robe sleeve towards the sky, and in an instant, sixty streamers were like meteors, cutting through the sky and soaring into the sky.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan and other sixty monks rose into the sky together.

Some monks, like a vast ocean, are like a vast ocean, covering all the number plates, and want to have an understanding first; some monks are using their magical powers, and the suction power is majestic, like a long whale sucking a hundred rivers, towards most of the number plates, sucking away, when it is, there are countless number plates, attracting them; some monks are not in a hurry to grab the number plates, but in this name, they are constantly plotting against the monks who are threatening in their minds, hoping to take this opportunity to do harm to them. And so on and so forth, and so forth, and so forth.

"Bang, bang, bang,"

In a short moment, the sound of the explosion is like rolling thunder in the sky, ringing non-stop, all kinds of brilliance, reflecting each other, above the sky, as if unfolding countless flowers, thousands of colors, brilliant very.

"It's all good seedlings, it seems that this time we launched an attack on the Spirit Sky Immortal Realm, and we are expected to be truly successful!" The elder of the Origin Demon Hall looked at the sky and whispered softly.

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