Maybe Huang Lang never took Zhang Yan in his eyes, even if Zhang Yan came out of the ancient ruins alive and defeated himself in the first level of the exchange battle, this could not change his first impression of the other party, a humble civilian boy.

So Huang Lang really hates others comparing him with Zhang Yan, in his heart it is just a matter of course to win such a person, and when he returned to the camp of the Great Dream Gate, he never looked at Zhang Yan.

At this time, Zhang Yan didn't pay attention to it, because his attention was attracted by the small dao monument, and he found that after such a long time, his name didn't move at all, and it had been nailed to that position.

Zhang Yan looked at it in a daze, the thoughts in his mind were mixed, and he kept running, and after the Q&A with Xiao Huang, he felt as if he had grabbed something and didn't catch something.

But there has always been a voice in his heart saying, "Yu Pei, Yu Pei must know!", Zhang Yan knew that this matter must be related to the owner of the voice in Yu Pei, but he also knew that Yu Pei would definitely not respond.

Zhang Yan shook his head, shook off all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and returned his mind to the small road monument, paying attention to its possible further changes.

As the twilight sank, the second level gradually came to an end, and among the remaining three hundred people, there were disciples of the four holy and eight sects, but the disciples of the four holy lands accounted for the majority.

The disciples of the three ages from low to high are one hundred and twenty-eight, ninety-six, and seventy-six, respectively, which shows that the prosperity of the human race is coming.

Xiao Wuding, who had been lying in the air for a day, also got up at this time, stepped into the void to the center of the dueling arena, raised his right hand lightly, and the sword pointed, and a golden light burst out from his fingertips, cutting through the twilight sky like a sharp sword.

The golden light soon came to its destination, the most central body of the Nine Human Emperor Stone Statues suspended above the Dueling Arena, the golden light merged, the stone statues were lit up, and eight purple rays of light shot out from the stone statues, connecting the nine stone statues together.

Eight mysterious talismans appeared between the eight purple lights at the same time, and there was a character in the center of each talisman, "boom" The stone statues of the nine human emperors were lit with raging flames, and the flames began to spread to all sides like ropes, and soon, the sky was full of flames, and in this way, the flames drew a magic circle in the void, burning constantly.

Before you know it, the entire dueling arena is lit up as if it were day.

"The Terran flame goes on and on. Xiao Wuding opened his mouth and said, although his voice was not high, but it could reach people's hearts. Everyone was in a straight mood, and looked at the burning stone statue of the human emperor in the sky with solemn expressions.

Xiao Wuding's voice reappeared, "Next, I announce that there are a total of ten winners of the second level, namely Dream Dao Dao Qianyi, Refining Weapon City Huoyun Lie, Illusion Realm Phantom Enlightenment, Great Dream Gate Mengjing, True Spirit Gate Jun Qianjue, Thick Earth Mountain Three, Soul of the Spirit Sect, Dream Dao Pavilion Dao Wu, Refining Weapon City Stone, and Big Dream Gate Huanglang.

These ten people are the top ten people on the small road monument, and the exercises they have created have their own merits, but they have undoubtedly contributed to our human race, and they should all be rewarded. Xiao Wuding stretched out his right hand, shook it in the void, and the small path monument rose into the air.

"Top 10!"

Ten of the three hundred disciples flashed together, and jumped to the center of the dueling arena in one step, Xiao Wuding's left hand was in the shape of a claw, and he spit lightly in his mouth, "Shoot", and saw ten rays of light and shadow shooting out from the small path monument, across in front of Xiao Wuding's body.

"Go" Ten rays of light and shadow blended from the top of the stone ten people's heads, and a huge glyph flashed.

With a wave of Xiao Wuding's big hand, the small dao monument instantly shrank, disappeared into his sleeves, and said, "This is the reward for the top ten in the second level, the Terran Guardian, when you encounter nine deaths and a lifetime, the Terran Guardian can teleport you back to the Human Emperor Jade Seal to save your life." ”

Ten people go out, ten people return.

With a sound of "the third level begins", Xiao Wuding pinched the law with his hand, pointed to the sky with one hand, only to see the stars in the sky, the five rounds of bright moon all separated into a brilliance, landing in the world, the sky was full of brilliance into the human emperor jade seal, and a colorful light curtain rose around the duel arena.

"Zhou Tian Xingchen Body! The Zhou Tian Xingchen Body of the Third Human Emperor Star Emperor of our Human Race. ”

"It is said that the Star Emperor trained his Zhou Tian Xingchen body into the Human Emperor Jade Seal when he was dying, and sure enough, this is all true!"

One of the crowd exclaimed,

The light curtain gathered, the crowd dispersed, and the three hundred disciples were divided into three camps according to their age.

One life is two, two is three, three dueling arenas appear, and the light mask is also divided into three.

"Now I announce the rules of the third level, first, this level is a win-loss system, the winner is the king, and the loser is the loser.

Second, there are only three winners in the end, and only one person is taken from each dueling arena. Finally, enjoy your feast!" Xiao Wuding was in mid-air, his left hand was covered on his right chest, his body bowed forward slightly, and he nodded at the same time, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, figures flashed out in the three dueling arenas, and the three of them appeared in the center of the dueling arena.

"My name is He Jiuqi, a disciple of the Dream Daoist Pavilion, please advise fellow Daoists!" The figure in the ring to which Zhang Yan belonged clasped his fists with both hands and said,

At the same time, a figure jumped forward, resisted the wind, and landed lightly on the dueling arena, a cyan fan in his hand kept shaking, and he said softly, "I am a disciple of the Great Dream Sect, my name is Ethereal, Ethereal, ethereal, remember!"

After speaking, his body was like electricity, and a fan glowing with a metallic cold light stabbed straight into He Jiu's throat, and a broken knife slashed horizontally on the fan bone, splashing sparks.

The two of them parted as soon as they touched each other, retreated to both sides, and when they collided again, the figures wrapped in two armors, one green and one gold, collided together heavily, and they were deadlocked.

At this moment, nine cyan scales appeared in the air around the two of them, standing still.

"Nine flashes of the wind, that's the ethereal fame of the battle!" someone in the crowd exclaimed,

"Boom...... Nine cyan scales broke through the air, the ethereal wind itself disappeared, and nine fans appeared in various parts of He Jiu's golden armor at the same time.

"Bell, Bell, Bell" He Jiu Slash had no power to fight back at such a speed, so he could only tighten his body, reduce the opponent's attack area, and strengthen the thickness of the armor on his body at the same time.

After this attack, the ethereal figure fell from the sky, so chic. On the other side, He Jiu Chop was using a broken knife to pestle the ground, panting in his mouth.

"Give up, you're no match for me!" said the ethereal fan, fanning her.

He Jiu had already stood up with the other party's speech, and the armor on his body was tattered, but Zhang Yan found that the broken knife in his hand flashed a ghostly light, but this ghostly light was too fast, and it had disappeared when he looked at it again.

"Ho ho, isn't it an opponent?" Blood flowed from the corner of He Jiu's mouth, the eyes on his face began to darken, and he held the broken knife tightly with both hands and put it on his waist, making a knife draw,

In the eyes of everyone outside the court, the picture was that He Jiu slashed little by little, so slow that he couldn't pull out the broken knife placed on his waist any longer, and then disappeared into the dueling arena.

But in the eyes of the wind, it was different, he could see He Jiu's every move, and every movement was clearly visible, from holding the knife with both hands to cutting through the air.

But the ethereal wind could only watch, only watch, because his body was completely uncontrolled, as if the connection between the body and consciousness had been severed, watching this knife come over.

"In the first game, He Jiu of the Dream Dao Pavilion has won!" a mechanical voice came out.

Seeing this knife, Zhang Yan had a feeling in his heart that this knife would be a crucial part of the perfection of the seventh style of Chongjiu, because after two months of hard work, Zhang Yan had firmly mastered the first six styles of Chongjiu and began to march towards the seventh style, and in the second level, he gained a lot of insights, and piled up the seventh style of Chongjiu to the point of almost completion, just missing the last piece of the puzzle.

So Zhang Yan turned his head to look at Qing Yi, who was eating a lot with the stone, and asked, "Qing Yi, He Jiu just now, do you know?"

"I know, of course, I don't know what you've been doing in the city for the last few days? And Zhang Yan, you always ask me questions, don't you want to take the opportunity to get close to me!" Qing Yi raised his head and thought about it, his whole body trembled, and he hurriedly took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Zhang Yan,

Zhang Yan took the booklet, and while flipping through it with his hand, he was surprised in his mouth, this human race is really a genius, I didn't expect this booklet to be so far, it really has pictures and truths.

The pamphlet flipped "whoa" and "whoa", and soon the page with the image of He Jiuqi appeared in Zhang Yan's field of vision, on which age, hobbies, and good use of hands were clearly written.

Zhang Yan pointed to the book with his finger and slid down the text, and one of the good exercises appeared, and the exercises used by He Jiu were introduced in great detail.

"He Jiu is good at using knives, starting from the Dream Dao Hall, he has only practiced the basic sword technique and the one-trick big knife drawing technique. When Zhang Yan saw this, he repeatedly chewed the relevant information of the Great Knife Drawing Technique in his mind, and combined with the ethereal performance just now, inspiration gushed out.

And Qing Yi and Shi on the side looked at Zhang Yan with a worried face, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter,

"Bang" all the words, thoughts, and inspirations in Zhang Yan's mind were all shattered and reorganized, Zhang Yan's figure gradually emerged, and the sword was held tightly between his hands, splitting, slashing, stabbing, and swinging out three moves calmly, seemingly just connecting the heavy one, heavy two, and heavy three simple.

But only Zhang Yan knows the mystery between them, these three tricks seem ordinary, but the mystery is like another name for Chongqi - the end of the world is close at hand.

This sword connects the end of the world and the distance, the end of the world is close at hand, the end of the world exists forever between the distance, a sword swings, the enemy has been headed.

During the time when Zhang Yan was thinking and comprehending, more than a dozen people had been eliminated in the three dueling arenas, and everyone's will to fight was ignited.

Zhang Yan came back to his senses and opened his eyes, and a figure that was too familiar to be familiar jumped into the duel arena, and he immediately jumped into the arena.

"Huang Lang, long time no see!" Zhang Yan was the first to speak,

"yes, long time no see!" Huang Lang replied calmly,

After the two of them asked and answered, Zhang Yan did not attack directly, but chose to sit cross-legged on the dueling arena and asked word by word, "Huang Lang, how is my Jade Lin Hellfire Beast doing with you?"

"It's good! What's yours is still yours. Huang Lang said,

Zhang Yan sat on the ground, slowly pulled out the Juntian Sword from behind his back with his right hand, put it on his legs, and slowly spoke, "Mine, I will take it back today!"

A flash of light flashed.