At the beginning of the third stage, the 100 rings were closed into 10 larger rings, and one person stood in each ring with his head held high.

In the first ring at the top, there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing, this person has red lips and white teeth, a handsome face, his long hair is tied into a bunch, and his hands are turned upside down.

In the second ring, there was a beautiful girl, with short hair hanging down her shoulders, simple clothes, and still a pair of cyan cloth shoes embroidered with clouds under her feet.

Standing in the third ring was the Tianjiao Ding Wumu of the Flying Feather Gate, this eyeless boy closed his eyes tightly, the outline of the faint seal on his eyelids flickered, and his momentum was as calm as a mountain.

The top three masters, each of them is a real dragon and phoenix among people, once these three took the stage, they immediately attracted all the attention of the audience, as for the fourth Zhen Wuming, who pouted and didn't know what to slander in his stomach, it seemed too discolored, as if no one cared about him.

"Isn't it just that the ring is a little higher, the high place is too cold, the three of you are frozen to death, it's good to ......"

The nameless boy who failed to attract the attention of the audience had to despise the top three rings in the top three rings in his heart, but from the outside, he looked bored, and such a demeanor was most likely to be misunderstood as boring without an opponent, which could invisibly deepen Zhen Wuming's deterrent.

Compared with the scheming fourth place, Yue Wuyi in the fifth ring looks even more petite today, especially her clothes, which can make people see the blood pie, with that delicate face, a glance can make people feel pity in their hearts, how can they be willing to fight.

"There will definitely be heavy snow later, and even you will freeze to death. Zhen Wuming glanced at Yue Wuyi next to him, the corners of his mouth did not move, but a disdainful whisper came out.

"The nameless son is so ruthless, if I die, wouldn't the four princes be one less. Yue Wuyi's beautiful eyes rolled, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, others couldn't see her opening, and there was still a voice coming out of her mouth.

"There are a lot, there are many sons this year, and it doesn't hurt to die a few. Zhen Wuming snorted and ignored the bewitching unclothed boy, and after he finished speaking, people responded with a strange smile.

In the sixth ring, the youngest sect master of the Slashing Love Sect stood on the sixth ring, and as soon as the purple-haired Gong Boting appeared on the stage, he immediately stared at Zhen Wuming, who was across the ring, gritting his teeth, raising his eyebrows, and his face was full of anger.

A few days ago, under his tracking, he finally found the thief who killed his lone disciple, Gong Boting never expected that the other party was Zhen Wuming, so a big battle broke out in the market, the two fought equally, no one took advantage, and even the gods were shocked to temporarily separate, otherwise they had to score a victory or defeat at that time.

"Harm my disciple, you despicable villain!" Gong Boting shouted angrily.

"Cultivate your ruthless Dao and cultivate demons, who harmed your disciple, Lao Tzu was still framed, you idiot. Zhen Wuming's eyelids rolled, and he scolded without showing weakness.

These two scolded in private, except for the ten masters in the ring, the monks from all walks of life watching couldn't hear it, but Xu Yan could read the nameless son's depression from Zhen Wuming's annoyed look.

The seventh ring is a bit peculiar, with two people standing on it, a man and a woman.

Both of them have the peak cultivation of Yuanying, and they are both the heads of Liuyemen, the woman's name is Li Hanxiao, and the man's name is Hou Jiuquan, they are husband and wife, and they have cultivated two people into one, and the method of melting the body can combine the two into one, so that it is not a violation to appear on stage at the same time, because there is only one person when people fight.

The combination of Li Hanxiao and Hou Jiuquan is by no means to reduce the combat power, but to be able to exert the combat power of the two at the same time.

In the top ten rankings of the Thousand Infant Ring, in addition to the top three, in fact, the gap between the fourth and tenth is not too big, and among these rankings, Li Hanxiao and Hou Jiuquan are definitely the most difficult opponents to deal with.

In the eighth ring, there was an ordinary-looking young man, who was holding his hands, smiling, wearing a small hat, looking amiable, but anyone who knew who this person was, would experience a cold to the bone from his smile.

The guy who wears a small hat and dresses up like a shopkeeper is the most mysterious master of the Heavenly Gu Sect, Zhong Li!

Seeing Zhong Er on stage, Xu Yan's gaze sank, and he looked at the stands of the Soul Prison at the same time, sure enough, there was no one behind Shentu Liancheng, and the guy disguised as Senior Brother Chu Bai had already disappeared without a trace, as for why Zhong Er was disguised as Chu Bai, and why he stood on the side of the Soul Prison, even Xu Yan couldn't predict this.

On the ninth ring is a slender woman, with long hair like a waterfall, a straight waist, a calm gaze, and a steady momentum, it is the suzerain of the Jade Sword Gate, who has been practicing for three hundred years and is still alone, and is known as Qiu Wuyu with a body like jade and a sword like a rainbow.

There was a squatting man in the tenth ring, a strong man like a man like a bear, even if he was squatting, he was not much lower than ordinary people standing, pinching the prawns in his hands and munching fiercely, muttering while gnawing, and when he got closer, he could hear that he was saying hurry up and eat quickly, and he was going to fight.

This person is the savage Awu, he comes to almost every session of the Thousand Infant Fight, and every session of the Thousand Infant Fight can beat a few opponents to death, occupying the tenth position for several sessions, all know that he is a bastard, and the combat power is even no less than Bao Xiaolou, in recent years, Awu's opponents are getting fewer and fewer.

The top 10 masters have already taken the stage, and in the ring area on the grass, only the top 100 masters can enter, involving the real challenge of the once in a decade big rankings, and this time officially begins.

The old man Yu Shen reiterated the rules of the challenge again, and then returned to the stands, waiting to watch the battle of these primordial monks like the powerhouses of other forces.

In the two stages before that, the god powerhouse didn't pay too much attention to the ring.

The gap in the level affects the level of vision, in addition to their own disciples can take a few glances on the stage, how can other Yuan Babies see it, only the key battle for the top ten of the Thousand Babies can make these strong people who far surpass the Yuan Babies face one or two.

As soon as Yu Shen left, the scene immediately became depressed and solemn, and the surrounding stands gradually quieted down until they were silent.

The vast meadow, the Sword King Mountain, which can accommodate millions of monks, became silent at this time, only the mountain wind, surging with the gradually erupting battle intent.

Standing in the crowd, Xu Yan's eyes were also full of solemnity, and at the end of his gaze were Wang Qi He Tian who was imprisoned in the corner of the Soul Prison Stand, and several Tianbei Demon Kings.

also came all the way from the Bottle Realm, only he Xu Yan was not left in the hands of the Soul Prison, and only he Xu Yan had a chance to save his former friends.

When the first figure flew into the air, the most exciting and dangerous challenge of the Thousand Babies kicked off.

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