"He is Yin Jiu." He said quietly. Lin Feng's expression froze. After spending so many days in Shenxiao City, he naturally knew who Yin Jiu was.
"The No. 1 Lord of Langxiao." Lin Feng's voice was cold. No wonder, Yinjiu, the No. 1 Lord of Langxiao, practices the art of rest, the way of dream, which can kill people without a shadow or sound, making people rest and sleep forever. As he fell into a deep sleep, he slowly fell into death. Just now, Qingfeng fell into the opponent's resting killing technique. Qingfeng's body was injured, and he was hit unexpectedly. That kind of invisible killing, many people didn't even know it. Knowing that he was under attack, Qingfeng was easily put into rest.
"What happened just now?" Qingfeng was held by Lin Feng, his heart was trembling slightly, and he whispered, the dream just now was so real, he almost walked into the abyss from which he could not return, but he was summoned by Lin Feng Coming back, and listening to the conversation between Lin Feng and Jing at this moment, it seemed that it was not an ordinary dream, but a real dream. She had indeed experienced such a call just now.
Thinking of this, a hint of shyness flashed across Qingfeng's face.
"If the next round of battle is still so dangerous, just give up." Lin Feng said calmly. At this time, Jun Moxi and the others strolled over and descended on this mountainous land. The battle just now was indeed very dangerous. Now they We still don’t know what the rules of the next round of battle will be. If they encounter Chu Chunqiu or Tianhun Saint again in a one-on-one collision, I’m afraid they still won’t be able to compete, including any of the First Lords of the Nine Heavens. .
After all, although the First Lord of Jiuxiao may not be the strongest person in the nine continents, at least they can represent the peak strength of the Martial Emperor on that continent, and they are almost the people who stand at the pinnacle of the realm on that continent. How vast a continent is, and how many geniuses and evildoers there are. Take the Qingxiao Continent as an example. The main city of the Eighteen Heavens, more than ten academies, many ancient tribes and ancient saints, there are countless evildoers who can stand at the top. People, how can they be ordinary people
"This round of fighting should be over soon." At this time, Jing murmured, and Lang Xie, Hou Qinglin, Jun Moxi and others stood there quietly, in silence. No matter where they were, He was an extremely dazzling figure, but on the stage where they met in Jiuxiao, they encountered a life-and-death crisis and were treated as prey. The battle stage was full of depression and crisis, which made them deeply realize that the road under their feet was still very long, and they had to take one step at a time. Moving forward, of course, they will not give up easily. This is the only way for them to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. They will fight until the last moment when they can no longer fight.
Of course, they are not the only ones who have experienced life and death crises. Many people in this space are always hunting others or being hunted as prey. Except for those who stand at the top, there is no one who has not experienced crises. Yes, the number of strong men in this space world is also constantly decreasing. They either die or use the scepter to escape. Gradually, they are getting closer and closer to the quota of two hundred.
People outside the battle space and people from Shenxiao City are still staring at the battlefield where Jiuxiao met. No matter how long the battle lasts, they will watch there and don't want to miss it. This level of battle only happens once in a century and is the highest in Jiuxiao continent. If they missed a high-level duel, they would have to wait a hundred years to see it again. How could they not cherish this opportunity
"It's almost time. This round is about to end. The people left behind are all more talented monsters." The crowd looked at the number of people on the space battlefield. At this moment, there were only about two hundred people left.
"Well, you can probably see some of the top 20 or 30 seats. They are almost locked by those characters. I'm afraid it will be difficult for others to squeeze in."
"Who do you think can enter the top ten seats of Jiuxiao Meeting?" Someone asked.
"Hua Qingfeng has already occupied the first position. It may not be easy for him to withdraw. Even if he withdraws, he will not be able to get out of the top three seats. In addition, the person who is good at formation is very scary. If he has a chance to hit the top three positions, except for In addition, the other eight No. 1 Lords of Jiuxiao are all top ten candidates, so there are already ten people, as well as Chu Chunqiu, who is temporarily ranked fifth, and the person who is good at soul power who fought alongside him just now. , they are also competing for the top ten seats, which is very impressive.”
"These people are naturally the strongest group of people. Of course, there are also many famous figures in Shenxiao City. The monk from the Holy Mountain, I heard that his strength is very terrifying. The idlers are also very powerful. Thirty people, I'm afraid It’s easy to count, but I don’t know how many people in other continents can compete with the geniuses of Shenxiao City.”
"Indeed, the geniuses in Shenxiao City are very scary. There is also the beautiful woman with fire phoenix wings just now, who is very powerful, and Lin Feng who fought with Chu Chunqiu. He killed Lei Dongtian, and he is also very strong. The two of them I’m afraid there won’t be much of a problem if you’re in the top 50. If you’re stronger, you’ll have a chance to hit the top 30.”
The crowd discussed the strength of everyone, and at this moment, a dazzling light flashed. In an instant, all those fighting in the space world seemed to feel a strong pressure coming on them, making them feel... Carrying the feeling of the heavens, any fighting stopped at this moment.
"Everyone, stop fighting immediately." A voice filled the air and enveloped the void. The world disappeared without a trace. The crowd found that they appeared on the platform again, and the distance between everyone became extremely large. When you get closer, it seems as if it was just an enlarged version of the platform world, which is so wonderful.
At this moment, countless amounts of coldness were released, raging in the void, and murderous intent abounded. Many people had just been engaged in a life-and-death fight inside, and their bodies were naturally extremely murderous. Many people were staring at the people who had just attacked them, wishing they could fight again. One game.
However, now that the strong men of the Temple of Destiny have spoken, it means that this round of fighting is over. Naturally, they cannot take action again. If they want to continue, they may have to wait for the next battle.
"Those who are left behind should return to the stone pillars where they are." The prophet said calmly, and suddenly everyone's figures flickered and returned to their respective positions. Among them, there were many free positions. Obviously They are those who have been eliminated, and there are obviously more vacant positions at the back. Of course, the crowd can understand that the people at the bottom are those who came out relatively late in the first round. It is normal for them to be less talented.
I saw the prophet waving his hand, and suddenly one of the stone pillars disappeared, leaving only two hundred stone pillars and two hundred strong men. Then, there was light shining on the stone pillars, covering the crowd. In an instant, the numbers above everyone's heads It changed, and the stone pillars rolled and moved at the same time, in an orderly manner, with the same distance apart.
The numbers above the heads of some of the strongest players at the top have not changed.
, because no one in front of him was eliminated, and the number above Lin Feng's head changed from one hundred and thirty-five to one hundred and five. A legion of five hundred people eliminated three hundred people, but in front of him, there were only three Ten people were eliminated, which showed that the people in front of him were obviously much stronger than the people behind him.
"Next, it's time to select the top 100 seats. This round will be relatively simple. The Jiuxiao meeting has now progressed, and it's time for the top 100 seats to appear." The prophet said calmly: "The rules for the next duel are, The person in the first seat will fight against the person in the 200th seat, and the person in the second seat will fight against the person in the 199th seat. The winner will stay, and the loser will be eliminated. If the person in the next seat wins, the opponent's ranking will be replaced. "
The people at the bottom of the rankings felt their hearts pounding and their expressions were stiff. They knew that this would probably be their last battle in Jiuxiao Meeting. They were about to face the strongest people in Jiuxiao Meeting.
"The Jiuxiao meeting is fair. Those who rank higher in the first round are destined to have some advantages over those behind them, while those ranked lower are completely at a disadvantage." The crowd secretly thought, this round After the war, the top 100 seats will be determined. Those 100 people will be one of the most dazzling figures in this century, and they will continue to compete and rearrange the seats.
"Now, let's start from the person in the first seat. The battle must take place within the light curtain. If you admit defeat, press your fingerprints on the light curtain. The light curtain will open and you can leave the battlefield. Otherwise, you will not care about your life or death. "The prophet said calmly. Suddenly, in front of the stone pillar where the crowd was, rounds of light curtains emerged, wrapping the platform. On top of the light curtain, two hundred handprints appeared, which can open the light curtain. Otherwise, they must be inside. Fight to the death.
Hua Qingfeng, the number one king in Shenxiao, stepped out, placed his handprint on the light curtain, and then stepped into the fighting platform inside. The person ranked in the 200th seat was a square-faced young man wearing a golden robe. His eyes Sharp and powerful, but everyone believed that there would be no suspense in this battle.
I'm afraid there won't be any suspense in the ten or so battles ahead.
The reality was as expected by the crowd. Hua Qingfeng strolled out with boundless grace, his lips squirmed, sword light flashed, and the quarrels never ended. The world was desolate, and only the sword intent galloped freely and without limit, trying to kill people completely. Submerged in it, soon, the strong man on the opposite side could not support it. He sighed in his heart, pressed his palm on the hand seal, and emerged from the light curtain, defeated.