Ten thunder and lightning dragons turned into thunder and lightning cages, binding all those martial masters inside.

Boom Boom!

They bombarded the cage in a frenzy.

However, the cage composed of thunder and lightning dragons has not been breached.

"Bring them all under the ring for me!"

Chen Lingxiao's words rang out.

Say what you say.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Dozens of martial artists were thrown under the ring.

"Bastard!"

"Who is it that would do such a thing!"

“......”

The martial artists who were thrown out of the ring kept shouting and scolding.

At this time, they were still in the world of the thunder and lightning realm.

Chen Lingxiao made a casual move.

Cracking sound!

Above the world of thunder and lightning, dense cracks appeared, and then it was like a piece of glass being smashed by a sledgehammer, and pieces were shattered.

The horrific visions in the ring vanished without a trace.

Chen Lingxiao's figure reappeared.

Not long ago, he was casting his third realm, Thunder Purgatory.

The other martial artists all have only one domain.

However, Chen Lingxiao cultivated three realms - the God Killing Domain, the Divine Flame Realm, and the Thunder Purgatory Realm.

If other martial artists knew about this, they would definitely be shocked.

Terrible!

It's horrible!

At this moment, the dozens of martial artists who were knocked out of the ring couldn't help but be shocked and angry when they looked at Chen Lingxiao standing proudly in the ring.

What was shocking was that the other party's powerful, fierce, and terrifying could actually attack dozens of other martial artists at the same time with the power of one person, and bombard them all.

Furiously, they lost their qualification to the third round.

The martial artists under the ring wanted to re-enter the ring, but they couldn't do it anyway.

There is an invisible majestic force that suppresses them to the death.

"Congratulations to the lucky humans who successfully passed the second round and qualified for the third round!"

"Now, you can accept the second Yuan Force Infusion reward! If your cultivation has been promoted to the ninth level of the Martial Venerable Realm, you can exchange it for a Martial Venerable Powerful Ingot Treasure. ”

"Do you need ingots, or do you need Yuanli infusion?"

The ancient voice of vicissitudes sounded in Chen Lingxiao's ears again.

Ingots?

No ingots can compare to the Mixed Yuan Emperor Sword in Chen Lingxiao's hand.

Naturally, he would not choose ingots.

What Chen Lingxiao needs most now is Yuan Force, if he has enough Yuan Force, he can improve his cultivation to the Ninth Rank of Martial Venerable Realm, and then, look for opportunities to impact a higher realm.

"I need Yuan Li Infused Body!"

Chen Lingxiao said decisively.

Rumble!

His words have just fallen.

There was a pillar of pure white light that contained more terrifying yuan power than the one just now, and the general led it down, enveloping Chen Lingxiao's body.

Countless Yuan forces were frantically surging towards its dantian.

Those martial artists under the ring looked at Chen Lingxiao in the ring with envy and jealousy.

After dozens of breaths, a great force acted on these martial masters, taking them out of this world and returning to the original Divine Desolate World.

Because, they have already failed, are not qualified, and then go to the third round.

Time flies.

An hour has passed in the blink of an eye!

Rise!

Chen Lingxiao, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up suddenly, exuding a terrifying coercion.

Roar~~~

Chen Lingxiao opened his mouth suddenly, and let out a long roar like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar towards the sky.

His cultivation had already reached the ninth level of the Martial Venerable Realm.

As long as Chen Lingxiao has enough time, rests well, and adjusts his condition to the best state, he can impact a higher martial arts realm.

Now, not for the time being.

......

Soon, the voice of the ancient vicissitudes sounded again.

"Congratulations to the lucky humans, and welcome to the preliminary qualifying round, now you can move on if you defeat your opponents. ”

The words fell, and Chen Lingxiao was taken to another ring.

Opposite him, stood a middle-aged man, exuding a coercion that could not be underestimated.

The other party is also a Martial Venerable Realm Ninefold Existence.

When the middle-aged Wuzun saw Chen Lingxiao, he didn't say anything, his hands danced like flowers and butterflies, condensing palm prints.

"Storm Field!"

He immediately used a powerful field to fight against Chen Lingxiao, wanting to strike first.

Suddenly, Chen Lingxiao entered a world full of storms.

Woo woo ~ ~~~

The wind roared like a ghost's cry.

One after another, tornadoes came at him.

Wind beasts, wind tigers, wind elephants......

The power of each wind beast was no less than that of a Martial Venerable, and there were hundreds of them.

Seeing this, Chen Lingxiao nodded secretly: It is worthy of being a powerful martial artist who can enter the third round, and his attack power is really powerful!

Although the other party was very powerful, Chen Lingxiao's face did not show the slightest shock.

Because, his strength is even stronger!

Chen Lingxiao sat down cross-legged, his hands danced rapidly, condensed a large number of palm prints, and shouted: "God Killing Domain!"

Vultures, monstrous blood and rich blood, released from its body.

Sky Chen's realm was released.

Suddenly, the world that was originally gray and windy turned into a blood-red.

There is a terrifying ancient killing god, dragging a war knife, appearing in this world.

As its body continued to tremble, a series of god-killing phantoms condensed out.

These god-killing phantoms raised their swords and slaughtered them all.

Roar!

Woo –

Boom –

Roars, whimperes, and roars kept ringing out.

Those wind beasts just came into contact with the Killing God Phantom, and they showed a state of inadequacy, which of the two was stronger and which was weaker, and the judgment was made.

Sitting cross-legged in the ring, condensing his handprints, and casting a middle-aged martial artist in the storm realm, his brows were furrowed, and a pale color appeared on his face.

He hurriedly condensed more palm prints and merged into his Storm Realm.

However, in the face of absolute strength, all resistance is futile.

Dozens of breaths after a while.

Zilala!

Zilala!

In the gray storm world, a large number of cracks appeared.

Bang——!

Then, with a deafening roar, the Storm Field dissolved into pieces and vanished.

Wow~

The middle-aged Wuzun couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

Keng——

The young man who had been dragged into the realm by him just now was already standing in front of him.

The other party held a bladeless heavy sword in his hand, which was resting on the neck of the middle-aged man.

The corners of Chen Lingxiao's mouth turned up slightly, and a touch of sarcasm appeared: "You lost!"

"I admit defeat!" the middle-aged man said.

His words fell, and a pillar of light descended, taking it away.

"Lucky Human Martial Venerable, congratulations on defeating your opponent and qualifying for the top fifty in the ranking tournament, and now you are in the top twenty-five battles!"

The sound of ancient vicissitudes fell.

Chen Lingxiao was brought into another ring.

Now, Chen Lingxiao's opponent is a hunchbacked old woman, one of her eyes has disappeared, and her eyes are empty, which looks extremely terrifying and terrifying.

"Young man, you are not an opponent of the old body, if you don't want to die, just admit defeat obediently and quit!" said the old woman arrogantly.

Its voice, like a spatula desperately shoveling an iron pot, is hoarse, harsh, and tooth-souring.