Old Man Tianshui continued!

"Second place, you can get one million Divine Crystals, reward a piece of Innate Spirit Treasure, and you will be accepted as a disciple by the Divine Emperor!

The innate spirit treasure, known as the pure yang spirit treasure, is a treasure above the spirit treasure, a thing that existed before the birth of the universe, and it is invaluable. And he was directly accepted as a disciple by the God Emperor, that is, the Mixed Yuan powerhouse, and there was also a chance for the God Lord to enlighten, and the reward was even higher!

"The first place, you can get five million divine crystals, and you will be accepted as a disciple by the god master!"

The first reward is silent, this reward is not even the reward of the innate spirit treasure, but it is accepted by the god as a disciple, there is such a master, what spirit treasure is not?

The other rewards are just a chance for the god lord to enlighten himself, and this is directly accepted by the god master as a disciple, this is the real reward!

Suddenly the heavens and the earth were silent, and then there was a sudden uproar, "No, the god lord accepts him as a disciple!"

"That's the Supreme Lord, it's too hard to believe if you accept it as a disciple!"

"Yes, yes, by the way, who is the Terran God Lord now?"

"Damn, I know, this is the high secret of the human race, I am only in the realm of immortality, and I have the right to know there. ”

"Yes, apprentice of the Divine Lord, it must be easy to enter the immortal realm!"

"Alas, if I knew this, I was also reincarnated and reborn, and I went to fight hard!"

Countless discussions resounded throughout the four fields!

The old man Tianshui liked this boiling feeling very much, he didn't speak, silently waited for everyone to stop talking, and then he continued: "From today, the three-day break, the fourth day, start the top sixty-four games, and decide the ranking!"

In the sixth round, the top 32 will be decided in the seventh round, the top 16 will be decided, the top 8 will be decided in the eighth round, the top 4 will be determined in the ninth round, the champion and runner-up will be determined in the tenth round, and the first place in the talent selection will be determined in the 11th round!

Okay gentlemen, the rules of the decisive battle have been teleported to each and every one of you, so you can rest well for the past three days!"

The voice of the old man Tianshui echoed in everyone's mind, "Three days later, a trick will be high, see who is the best hero in the world!"

At this point, today's battle is over, everyone goes back to rest, and the sixth round of battles will start in three days, until the first place in the talent selection battle is decided.

Fang Ning returned to his residence, but found that Yang Hui and Honglian had all disappeared here, although there was a three-day holiday, all the contestants lived alone, and the strong people secretly protected them from accidents.

In the past three days, countless gambling games have been established, and in the round of sixty-four, guess who can become the first place in the talent selection!

The crowds were surging, the undercurrent was surging, but all of this had nothing to do with Fang Ning, in the past three days, Fang Ning had locked himself in his residence alone, silently refining his sword!

The more critical the moment, the more calm and calm, this is the ability that the strong must have, the reason why the old man Tianshui will postpone this competition for three days is a test of the mentality of these players.

If you fight every day, these players will go with the flow of the battle and form inertia, but as soon as they rest for three days, they will immediately have unexpected things that they have imagined before, and their hopes for the future will emerge one after another.

In the past three days, Fang Ning was just cultivating silently, not wanting to care about anything about him falling into the sky, caring about him and trapping him with countless rewards, no matter what innate magic weapon he was, no matter what kind of disciple he was a god master, Fang Ning didn't want to do anything, just practicing swords!

I have a sword, a sword in my hand, it should be mine, it is mine!

The mountains and rivers pray for rain, and the clouds are happy. Anti-salute sewing and sewing, and the flow of the cup. Hanmo relationship system, profound and tailored. Cangzhou is not far away, why bother asking Penglai!

In this way, in the incomparable calm, Fang Ning slowly spent three days, these three days were not confused, not thinking, not surprised, not happy, three days later, on the fourth day, the genius trial continued to begin, Fang Ning slowly stood up!

At this moment, he was like Qingfeng out of his body, an incomparable sharp aura, appearing on his body, with endless fighting intent, this is the real Fang Ning!

It's still the martial arts arena, sixty-four people, standing in the middle of the 'start of the sixth round of the competition, and the thirty-two will be decided!

If you win and enter the thirtyth place, then you can get 5,000 divine crystals, and reward an eighth-order magic weapon, or an eighth-order divine sword! This victory is 1,000 to 5,000 divine crystals, which is the difference between seventh-order magic weapons and eighth-order magic weapons, but the biggest difference, if you win, you can have a chance to apprentice and select, after selection, if you get the favor of the immortal gods, you can worship them as teachers!

As long as you worship the immortal god only as a teacher, even if you set foot on the avenue in this life, everyone's eyes will shine with endless light, victory, victory, as long as you win again!

Everyone is in high spirits and waiting to be despised !

Still started the draw as before and decided on the showdown list, Fang Ning waited silently, not knowing who his opponent was this time!

Soon, after the extraction was completed, Fang Ning opened it and looked at it, and was stunned!

In the eighth game, fight against Mayelo of the Book of Moor!

Fang Ning was stunned, this guy is cultivating the Immovable Ming King Sutra, and he is good at confusing everyone with Sanskrit sounds, he has never made a move at all, all the opponents committed suicide or admit defeat, this person is invulnerable, King Kong is not bad, among many players, Mr. Ghost who uses spells, and Iron Zhongliu who uses divine power are all recognized as very difficult!

But it's him, it's him!

After many people selected the list, the game began, and the first round was Mr. Ghost against Northwest Wang, who was from the Three Thousand Outer Regions, this person practiced the subtle mandala sutra of Buddhism, and was proficient in the Vajra Demon Pestle, and was invincible in the Three Thousand Outer Regions.

The two met, silently facing each other, neither of them made a move, they only had each other in their eyes.

Mr. Ghost suddenly pointed to the northwest and shouted, "I curse you, your intestines are rotten, and there are sores in your abdomen." ”

Northwest Wang's body reacted immediately, and the stomach began to rot, and the intestines were exposed.

Looking northwest, fold your hands, pray to the sky, and silently recite the Buddhist scriptures: "Break off the two sides, and fit into the middle way." Dinghui double method, the best demon subjugation. ”

In the praise of his subtle mandala sutra, interfering with the power of the other party's curse, the intestines recovered, and the stomach was intact, Mr. Ghost immediately shouted: "The curse of heaven is unfair, the curse of the earth is uneven, the curse of people is uneven, the curse of ghosts does not stop, there are countless villains, it is difficult for a gentleman to walk, I curse the way of heaven, why is it unfair, dissipate it for me." ”

In an instant, the sound of the Buddhist scriptures disappeared, and there was no spiritual effect, Mr. Ghost broke the defense of looking northwest, he quickly took out a three-inch small person, and looked at the northwest of the word, and suddenly the villain looked exactly the same as looking north.

Then he took out a small hammer in his hand and shouted: "Villain, villain, Beiwang villain, I hammer your head, your head is broken, I hammer your feet, your feet are broken, I hammer your chest, chest X-ray, I..."

As he spoke, he hammered the villain with a small hammer, and with each hammer, a blood mist erupted in the corresponding place where the opponent looked north, and he was hit hard.

Northwest looked at the roar, and pointed to the vajra suspended in his chest, and the golden vajra disappeared in place.

He has long practiced this vajra to drive as he pleases, and at this moment he recites the mantra and receives the trick in his hand, which is the strongest blow of the vajra in the "Subtle Mandala Sutra": Wrathful Vajra, this style can reduce all afflictions and cut off all emptiness.

In Fang Ning's eyes, the vajra had almost crossed the speed of space, and the target was directly aimed at Mr. Ghost's head, and the world seemed to suddenly stand still.

Seeing the crazy blow of this vajra, suddenly on Mr. Ghost's chest, left and right arms, there were three bloodstained wounds, and then this wound slowly opened and turned into three big mouths, they looked at the northwest in the distance, and began to chant mantras together: "Mantra, mantra, mantra, heaven and earth death curse, one curse your mouth and eyes are crooked, your whole body is weak, two curses your intestines are rotten, sores in your abdomen, three curses you have six gods and no master, your mind is in a trance, four curses you have blood backflow, die, five curses you have poison in your body,......"

The three big mouths began to curse desperately, and a terrible force tilted away, and the vajra that looked at the northwest was just a little close, hitting Mr. Ghost's head, but at this point, the vajra stopped flying, no longer moving forward, and looked at Mr. Ghost in the northwest, and his body had no strength at all, and he fell to the ground with a bang!

The first battle is over, Mr. Ghost wins, and then the second battle begins, Red Refining vs. Shen Hongxue!

Shen Hongxue slowly came to the stage, he was like a demon, everywhere he went, everything turned into ice, and the whole world seemed to be frozen, this person was called the 10,000-year-old ice demon, which was extremely terrifying!

Red Lian came to power, and the Forgotten Banner of his envoy last time was very powerful, and everyone was looking forward to the big battle of this game!

But beyond everyone's imagination, after the countdown was over, before the battle, Hong Lian shouted: "I admit defeat, I lose, I surrender!"

Without a fight, he surrendered immediately, and Shen Hongxue won without a fight.

Suddenly, there was a commotion and laughter in the four fields, but Hong Lian didn't care, as long as he could enter the top 100 and go to the primordial universe, everything would be worth it.

Fang Ning looked at him and couldn't help nodding, knowing his own details, being able to give up and break, and daring to give up, this is the strongest!

In fact, this is the best choice for Red Refining, that is, if he wins, what can he do, it is nothing more than to get some rewards, Red Refining is already sixty years old, using the Banner of Oblivion, losing countless vitality, those immortal gods will only not accept him as an apprentice, so there is no difference between thirty and sixty for him.

The third game of the imperial envoy Shenwei's iron stream, against the Gallic Empire's soul witch Feichen, this is the only player in the Gallic Empire to enter the top 100, this person is a soul witch, proficient in the law of thirty-six spirit witches, seventy-two mountain witches, it can be said that it is a talent that only came out of one in 100,000 years in Gaul, and the witchcraft is profound.

But the two of them fought each other, and the strong witchcraft, under the divine power of the iron middle stream, was also defeated, the terrible divine power, the iron middle stream just pointed at the flying dust, and the thirty-six spirit witch methods of the flying dust were all invalid, and the way of the seventy-two mountain witches was all scrapped, and under the divine power of the iron middle stream, the flying dust was a mess.

The fourth game continued, and the Fog Cloud Dragon defeated the opponent!

In this way, it quickly came to the eighth game, Fang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, he stepped into the ring, and opposite him was the monk Moyero of the Morwo Dynasty who only knew how to chant silently!

Behind this monk, a huge Dharma Aspect appeared, it was the King of Fudo Ming!!!