The tryouts are in the third round, and now every day of the battle is a craze, because the further back you go, the stronger the opponent becomes.

Now among the demon cultivators in the entire selection competition, only Bai Ling is still a monk of the Divine Bridge Realm, which makes Bai Ling's pressure increase greatly.

On this day, the first day of the third round of competition, early in the morning, Bai Ling's hands trembled nervously, her lips were pale, and Bai Qing next to her kept comforting her, "Sister, it's already great that you can come this far, even if you lose, it's nothing, don't be nervous!"

Bai Ling's voice trembled a little, and he replied: "I also know that I didn't expect to enter the third round, but I still can't help but be nervous in my heart......"

Hearing this, Wu Qian behind him stepped forward and said, "It's okay, we will accompany you and cheer you on......"

Everyone encouraged, and then Wu Qian and Bai Ling went out together, before going out, everyone looked back at the inn, Bai Qing frowned and said: "What is this Wu Xiu doing, does it take so long to heal an injury?" It's been ten days......

Others didn't know what Su Zheng was doing, it took so long to heal his injuries.

But for fear of disturbing Su Zheng, they still didn't knock on the door.

In the end, Da Meng stayed, and Bai Qing and the others got into the carriage together and headed towards the center of the square.

Coming to the center of the square, the number of people here has not decreased but increased, although with the progress of the competition, many people have been eliminated, but there are more and more onlookers.

They all want to see who can become the top five in the end and successfully enter the troll abyss.

Now the most popular are the little demon gods and a few of them, their strength is obvious to all, and everyone has locked the eyes of the few people who will win in the end, and they have locked on a few of them.

And there are not no masters over there in the draw duel, among them is a female demon cultivator in the same inn as Su Zheng and them, Rakshasa Girl, with the cultivation of the immortal realm, actually killed the third round of the competition, which also attracted the attention of many people.

There is also an inn with Su Zheng and them, the old man I met on the first day, called himself a demon servant, said that he was a servant of the demon god, and the strength of the immortal three was also very strong, and he fought strongly in the draw duel, crushing the opponent all the way, which also attracted the attention of many people.

Even the Yaksha Miko and others in the ring have paid attention to this old man and demon servant many times, calling this old man a master.

This caused the demon cultivators below to be in an uproar for a while.

To make a strong person like Yaksha Miko be called a master, it is enough to make everyone pay attention to it.

And on the five chairs in the ring, now except for the Blood Jiao King, the other four chairs are all newcomers.

These newcomers who came up later were also strong cultivators of the Immortal Three, but their fame was not obvious, and their strength was even worse than that of the Little Demon God and others.

But this is only compared to the strong ones of the little demon gods, compared to the monks under the ring, they can indeed be regarded as strong.

Among the crowd, the Blood Jiao King's face was extremely ugly.

The other chairs have already been replaced, and there are even two substitutions, but he has sat from beginning to end, and there is only one cumulative victory, which makes the Blood Jiao King very depressed, and he feels that his grade has dropped a lot all of a sudden.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is at the same level as the little demon god, but now he has to accompany these people to challenge together, it's too much!"

The Blood Jiao King did not care about the opinions of the demon cultivators around him, and spoke very directly.

This made the demon cultivators next to him have a great opinion of him, and looked at him with strange eyes.

This made the Blood Jiao King even more unhappy, "What do you see, if you don't accept a fight with Lao Tzu!"

The corners of the other four people's mouths twitched, they were all strong, who didn't have a temper, and when they were scolded by the Blood Jiao King, they would turn their faces on the spot.

The Blood Jiao King looked at the way they wanted to turn their faces, and his eyes lit up, as if to say: You guys hurry up and beat me, hit me......

Who knew that as soon as those people stood up, they immediately calmed down, and finally sat back down, "Forget it, this old thing wishes we could fight with him, so that we can accumulate wins and promotions, so that we are not so stupid!"

"That's it, this guy has waited so long and no one has challenged him, he must be holding back his anger, so we won't go up and find a beating!"

"Just let him hold it!"

The four of them lowered their voices and muttered quietly.

But these words couldn't escape the ears of the Blood Jiao King at all, as soon as he heard this, the Blood Jiao King was so angry that he almost smoked, and then stood on the chair and shouted below: "Come and challenge me, if you don't come, Lao Tzu will turn around and kill you......"

The people below were all startled when they saw this scene, and then they were dumbfounded one by one.

There are a lot of threats, but it's the first time I've seen someone threaten someone and go up to fight with him, and it's been a fucking long time!

Draw lots to fight over there, and soon the competition began, and now the people who are competing are basically the strong men of the two immortals, and there are very few of the immortals.

On the side of challenging the flag, fewer and fewer people go up to challenge, because everyone has an understanding of the strength of the people on the stage, and there is no absolute certainty, and few people generally take risks.

And once they go up, their strength will inevitably be strong.

The Blood Jiao King shouted for a long time, and no one challenged him, which made him very aggrieved, just when he sat back in a sullen mood, a person suddenly jumped out of the ring, jumped into the ring, and said to the Blood Jiao King: "I challenge you!"

The Blood Jiao King, who had just sat back, immediately lit up his eyes when he heard this, and his figure appeared in the ring in a flash, staring at his opponent with bright eyes, as if he had never seen a beautiful woman for decades, and suddenly saw a big girl.

"Hahaha...... Finally someone challenged me!"

The Blood Jiao King was overjoyed, but when he looked back at his opponent, he instantly frowned, "Master!"

I saw that the person standing in front of the Blood Jiao King was an ordinary-looking man with an ordinary figure, but the aura exuded by this man was extremely powerful and cold, making the Blood Jiao King feel like he was facing a fierce beast.

"Demon cultivator who came out of the Chaos Battlefield?!"

Almost instantly, the Blood Jiao King judged the origin of the other party from the other party's breath.

This is the kind of aura that belongs to the Chaos Battlefield Demon Cultivator, powerful and cold.

And the opponent was not verbose, as soon as he confronted the Blood Jiao King, he immediately punched out.

The magic power of the punch exploded, and the whole person was like a spear stabbed out, and the shot was clean and neat, but it was full of power.

This once again proves that the opponent came out of the Chaos Battlefield, because the attack is clean and sharp, and the magic power is powerful but not wasted, which is also the characteristic of the Chaos Battlefield monks.

The Blood Jiao King immediately dodged and moved, and the first punch was not hard to catch, but then, the opponent punched out in a row, and the momentum was like thunder, full of attack.

The Blood Jiao King was forced to retreat again and again for a while.

Seeing that he was about to retreat to the edge of the ring if he retreated, the Blood Jiao King had to force his shot, and his magic power exploded, and he punched his opponent.

Bang!

Under the sound of an explosion, the opponent was fine, the Blood Jiao King was forced to retreat four or five steps, one foot was almost suspended in the air, he hurriedly stabilized his body, and then stared at the opponent with a slight squint of his eyes and said: "Okay, strong enough, it is indeed worthy of a monk who walked out of the Chaos Battlefield." But if you want to win my Blood Jiao King, dream!"

Sou......

As soon as the words fell, the Blood Jiao King turned into an afterimage and immediately counterattacked......