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Time flies, time turns, and in the blink of an eye, it has been a year since the end of the first knockout round.

In this year, there has not been much change in the city of District 31, but as the second level of the ring is approaching, the heat of anticipation in the city has quietly ignited again.

For the hundreds of millions of cultivators in the city, this is just a show, a grand entertainment, they can see through this grand event which people have risen from the cold, who have lost, and which big forces have taken advantage of this game to change their fortunes, and there are many people who have more nonsense in the conversation I have long seen that so-and-so will definitely be able to do.

But for those participating disciples, this is a game related to their own fate.

The second stage of the ring is more important than the first, and the suspense of the match is even stronger, because this match is directly related to who will make it from the division and finally enter the big stage of the main temple for the final match.

It's also about who will be able to win the qualification to enter the forbidden land of the gods in the end.

In such a fiery anticipation, the second level of the ring finally arrived as scheduled.

On this day, there was a sea of people in front of the Chaos Mountain in the west of the thirty-first city, and the boiling and noisy heat wave lasted for a long time

There is a huge purple-gold god platform in the mountain, the god platform is full of great coercion, its height is afraid to be hundreds of thousands of zhang, the width is endless, it is difficult to visualize, hundreds of thousands of millions of cultivators standing at the foot of the god platform, like a group of ants, next to several peaks stand there, like a child standing at the feet of giants.

Big, this is the first feeling that this altar gives everyone.

Zhou Lu stood at the foot of the Shentai from afar, looking up, his heart was shocked, if this Shentai is compared to a mountain, then this is definitely the most magnificent mountain that Zhou Lu has ever seen in his life.

There are dozens of steps on the altar, each of which is 10,000 zhang high and 10,000 zhang wide, looking like a small world.

What shocked Zhou Lu the most was that above this divine platform, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi actually condensed into substance and converged into liquid droplets, which converged together to form a bubbling stream, slowly flowing down from the highest stone platform, gathering more and more, until the last few stone platforms were like waterfalls.

Here, it will be the arena for the second level of assessment.

100,000 disciples will climb to the top of the first-order Shentai at the same time, and then each person will find an opponent, and those who defeat the opponent can continue to climb to the upper first-order Shentai, and then, each person in the first-order Shentai will find another opponent, and the one who wins will continue to climb until the 1,000 people who finally stand at the highest place become the final promoted disciples of this ring competition.

The rules are simple, but the competition will be brutal.

One hundred thousand disciples had already arrived and stood in the middle of the mountain.

At this moment, the countless cities under the temple opened the broadcast spirit array almost at the same time, and the images of those participating disciples passed by the broadcast spirit array, and countless people were already cheering and shouting.

They cheered for their expected disciples.

At this moment, the alleys of Purgatory City were empty, and all the cultivators in the city poured into the streets, anxiously looking for the location of Zhou Lu in the broadcast spirit array.

The significance of this level is more important, but the overall mentality of Purgatory City is relaxed.

Zhou Lu has done an excellent job in the first level, he has done it as well as he imagined, all the purposes of Zhou Lu's participation in this game have been achieved, so, in this game, Purgatory City does not ask for more, Zhou Lu plays relaxedly, they watch relaxedly, without pressure and burden.

"Look, Zhou Lu is there. ”

"I saw it, I saw it, haha, Zhou Lu is more energetic again, come on Zhou Lu. ”

"Zhou Lu, fight hard, and then play the majesty of our Purgatory City. ”

"Zhou Lu, let's fight, strive to rush into a thousand at once, enter the final finals, and show your face on the big stage of the General Temple. ”

I don't know who shouted such a sentence, and the city burst into laughter.

People knew that this was such a beautiful expectation, and everyone laughed, indicating that no one took it seriously, and shouting like this was just to boost morale.

The fiery atmosphere in Purgatory City could not be felt by Zhou Lu standing on a distant battlefield.

Standing in the mountain mist, Zhou Lu took a deep breath, it was the mist of spiritual energy, and he was refreshed when he inhaled his lungs.

Zhou Lu looked up at the unreachable Shentai, secretly clenched his fists, and his eyes burst with essence.

Whether or not you can enter the forbidden land of the gods is only in today's battle.

Stand out from 100,000?

Zhou Lu sneered.

After that year's miraculous experience and practice, Zhou Lu is no longer the Zhou Lu of a year ago, for this day, in order to win the qualification to enter the forbidden land of the gods, Zhou Lu is ready.

In the past year, Zhou Lu had refined one huge demon beast spirit after another, and forcibly raised his skill to the peak realm of the Five Heavens.

In order to enter the forbidden land of the gods, the Great Fierce Spirit promised to teach Zhou Lu to practice, but the realm of the Great Fierce Spirit was too high, and the most superficial things taken out were far from being digested by Zhou Lu in a year.

In the end, the spirit of the great murder was passed on to Zhou Lu some memories, and those memories were fragments of the battles of some gods and men in the upper realm, and those gods were also extremely low in the realm for the spirit of the great evil, that is, the level of the gods summoned by the Tianlai Mansion. Back then, the Fierce Spirit watched those battles with a playful attitude, but today these memories have come true.

Zhou Lu absorbed the memory scenes of those low-level gods and men's battles, and studied them as if they were fascinated.

As if he was devoting himself to those battles, he pondered every detail and every mysterious realm, and then supplemented the Blood River Knife with verification, and Zhou Lu's vision, state of mind, and cultivation improved extremely quickly.

In this year's time, Zhou Lu is equivalent to standing on the shoulders of a god and cultivating.

On this day, Zhou Lu stood here, as if he had found the domineering spirit of waving a knife in the Tianlai Mansion that day.

Zhou Lu turned his head to look at the participating disciples in the distance, all of them were wary of the opponents around them.

Everyone is ready for battle.

In the mountains, a voice spread loudly throughout the heavens and the earth: "Okay, the hour has come, please invite 100,000 disciples to enter the foot of the divine platform." ”

"It's the voice of the Temple Elder. ”

"The battle is about to begin, the battle is finally going to begin. ”

"Look, those disciples are out. ”

The cultivators who watched the battle gradually fell silent, and more people stared closely at the broadcast spirit array.

100,000 people, including Zhou Lu, got up and ran towards the foot of the Shentai in the spiritual mist, as soon as he got close to the Shentai 100,000 zhang, Zhou Lu felt that his body sank suddenly, and there was an endless coercion that made him unable to slow down his body with #.

"Huh?"

Zhou Lu turned his head to look around in surprise, and now the others had slowed down like him.

The more you run towards the foot of the god platform, the stronger the coercion becomes, and it seems that this battle is not only to fight against endless geniuses, but also to contend with that powerful coercion, which is almost equivalent to invisibly increasing the difficulty of the game.

Finally, 100,000 people swept to the foot of the Shentai in 6 consecutive rows, hundreds of thousands of zhang wide Shentai, and 100,000 disciples lined up at the foot of the Shentai, and they still seemed far away from each other.