The fighting power of the golden-backed grasshopper tribe Tianjiao is definitely not weak. It can be seen from his full-strength attack just now that it is very strong. Many people in the top 18 on the scene feel that they are not sure to take it head-on.
Such a master, when facing Ziyang State, was instantly killed without the slightest resistance.
It can be seen from this that the terror in Ziyang State.
The point is, Ziyang State's cultivation level is only that of the quasi-emperor.
"A monstrous figure!"
Lu Ming made a comment in his heart.
"Hey, interesting!"
That arrogant Storm Clan grinned, revealing a strong fighting spirit.
In this way, Ziyangzhou became the first person to enter the top nine.
"Let me do it!"
When Ziyang State stepped onto the stage, Lu Ming stepped forward to draw lots.
The remaining eight people who were drawn by lots had different moods.
Some people hope to be drawn by Lu Ming.
Although Lu Ming defeated Han Feng and Guan Lianbi, he was not that perverted.
Among the remaining Tianjiao, apart from Ziyang Prefecture and the Tianjiao of the Storm Clan, there are a few people who are also very terrifying and extremely powerful. In their opinion, these few people are stronger than Lu Ming, and they don't want to meet them.
Of course, there are also people who don't want to be drawn by Lu Ming, and they are one of the two gods Jiuzhong.
Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to these people's thoughts, so he randomly pulled out a bamboo stick, picked it up, and Lu Ming showed an inexplicable smile.
Hu Island!
This is the name drawn by Lu Ming. Lu Ming has the impression that this person is the only one in the lottery, Jiu Zhong.
"Hu Island!"
Lu Ming spat out a name.
The young man named Hu Dao showed a wry smile.
The miracle he wanted to wait for hadn't arrived after all.
Now among the 18 people, there are still two people left in the Ninth Layer of the Divine Sovereign, one for the lottery and one for the lottery.
To be honest, most of those quasi-emperor-level talents, including Lu Ming and Hu Dao, would lose.
His only hope is to be drawn by another divine ruler Jiuzhong, and he has the hope of winning, but the probability is too small, and he never met.
"I actually got Hu Dao, this Muyun, what luck!"
"It's really lucky, I picked up a bargain for nothing and entered the top nine!"
"I'm jealous!"
Many people sighed, thinking that Lu Ming was lucky.
Head Wang is also ecstatic.
Happiness came too suddenly.
Lu Ming actually drew Hu Dao, which is almost a steady entry into the top nine.
Entering the top nine, but can get 500 points.
In this way, the Fengdu Sword Sect has steadily entered the top ten.
How can he not like it.
And the master of the Black Blood Palace, with a gloomy face, snorted coldly.
The Black Blood Palace has always been against the Fengdu Sword Sect. He was naturally unhappy to see that the Fengdu Sword Sect entered the top ten and was able to obtain good resources.
As for Han Feng, Qi Ping and the others felt even more upset.
"Are you going to fight?"
On the battle stage, Lu Ming asked.
Hu Dao's combat strength was a bit worse than Han Feng and Guan Lianbi's, and he was no match for him at all.
"Brother Mu, please advise me!"
Hu Dao cupped his fists, he didn't want to admit defeat before the fight, it would be a bit embarrassing.
Lu Ming didn't say any more.
After Tianhong's leader announced, Lu Ming's figure burst out and launched a fierce attack.
The result was naturally doomed. Hu Dao couldn't stop Lu Ming's attack at all. After barely receiving two moves, he coughed up blood and retreated, and was thrown out of the battle arena.
Lu Ming entered the top nine and won 500 points for the Fengdu Sword Sect. The points for the Fengdu Sword Sect reached 2,000 points.
Already in the top ten.
After Lu Ming, Wei Jin from the Black Blood Hall entered the stage and selected a quasi-emperor-level talent, and a fierce battle broke out between the two.
This battle was very fierce. The two fought fiercely for hundreds of moves. In the end, Wei Jin won slightly, defeated his opponent, and entered the top nine.
In this way, the points of the Black Blood Palace are still a little more than those of the Fengdu Sword Sect. This made the master of the Black Blood Palace smile, and glanced at the head of the king a few times, showing a little satisfaction.
The game continues.
Next, almost every scene was a battle between dragons and tigers, and the battle was fierce.
There were only two games, and it was one-sided.
One was the battle of the proud Storm Clan, and the other was the battle of the last god, Jiu Zhong, and the winners and losers were quickly determined.
In this competition, it took more than two days to decide the winner.
Nine strong, born.
Among the top nine, Tianhongjiao occupied two places, and their points almost reached 5,000 points. They are far ahead, and it is very difficult for other forces to catch up first.
Next, it's the nine-strong battle for hegemony!
The rules of the nine-strong competition have changed again. Instead of drawing lots, they will face off in turns just like the previous group stage.
The nine players took turns fighting against the other eight players. For each victory, they could get 200 points.
And the last top three, there are additional bonus points.
The first place will award 600 points, the second place will award 400 points, and the third place will award 200 points.
4th to 9th place, no additional rewards.
In other words, whoever wins eight consecutive victories and wins the first place will get 2,400 points.
"I'll give you one day to recover. After one day, the final round will begin!"
The leader of Tianhong announced.
Before, some people suffered a lot from the fierce battle. Now they sat cross-legged, took out the elixir and swallowed it, and began to recover.
Lu Ming didn't have any loss. His heart, which was pierced by Han Feng before, had already recovered.
One day passed quickly.
"Okay, now the final ranking battle begins, the first round, Ziyang Prefecture, against Wei Jin!"
The leader of Tianhong announced.
"I surrender!"
Wei Jin simply conceded defeat.
This is not a knockout match anymore, but a decisive battle for the rankings, and each victory will get two hundred points.
Wei Jin knew that he was not the opponent of Ziyang State, so he naturally gave up.
"Okay, this battle, Ziyang Prefecture wins, the next battle, Feng Peng, against Cao Village!"
The leader of Tianhong announced the next battle.
Fengpeng is the name of the arrogant Storm Clan.
"I surrender!"
Cao Cun also simply surrendered.
"The next fight, Mu Yun, against Yuan Qi!"
Finally it was Lu Ming's turn.
Swish!
As soon as the two figures moved, Lu Ming and another young man, Yuan Qi, landed on the battle platform at the same time.
"This time, no one will admit defeat!"
"I don't know who is stronger, Mu Yun or Yuan Qi!"
"It's hard to say, Yuan Qi's strength is also amazing, definitely above Han Feng, there is a good show to watch!"
Seeing that it was Mu Yun and Yuan Qi, many people showed anticipation.
boom!
Before the leader of Tianhong made an announcement, the breaths of the two collided together, stirring up gusts of wind.
Following Tianhong's order, the two figures burst out and collided fiercely.
boom!
Like two planets colliding, the sky shook wildly, and then the two figures retreated, but the next moment, they rushed towards each other again.
The violent roar continued to sound.
Some people with weak cultivation can only see two lights and shadows flickering in the sky, and then the sky shakes continuously.