The four hundred and eighty-six people, including the three sons, Shenyan Tianxing, and the other twelve god clan leaders, and Mu Feng, all flew to the high platform. √∟ Top Novel,

The high platform was very large, and more than 400 people flew down and still did not appear crowded.

Two old men suddenly flew out of the air, one was the elder of the Heavenly Saint Sect who was presiding over the trial, and the other was dressed in the costume of the Shenyan clan.

[Hmph, my Shenmu clan is not here, and the Yan clan has become the leader]

Mu Feng couldn't help sneering when he saw it, in fact, the Yan Clan may not be the strongest force in the Protoss now, but for some reason, the Eleven Protoss such as the Thunder Clan are all headed by the Yan Clan, and the Twelve Protoss Alliance is definitely the strongest force in the Protoss!

Boom! The two old men didn't say anything more, and suddenly released a dignified Dao Realm coercion! This coercion was so strong that many people watching the battle under the high platform were suddenly subjected!

"Stand back!"

Some of the leaders of the unpopular forces retreated in panic, and many of them were already directly pressed under the high platform, completely unable to move.

The disciples of the Heavenly Saint Sect who were guarding the high platform saw this, their faces showed disdain, and they waved their hands to play a magic yuan practice, sending away all the people who were lying on the ground.

[So strong! The difference between the Dao Realm and the Ling Xuan Realm is simply indescribable!]

Mu Feng's face was solemn, and within this coercion, even Mu Feng couldn't move. However, if Mu Feng is fully equipped with dragon magic and fights with dragon power, there will be no obstacles!

However, it only needs to hold out until eighty-six people fall, so that Mu Feng will not waste his strength at this time.

[That was naturally a troll lord who entered the Dao realm, and he killed tens of thousands of elites with one move, and this gap in strength cannot be filled by quantity!]

The heart demon said lightly, this coercive test, he and Mu Feng didn't pay attention to it.

At the beginning, it was only half a cup of tea, and some people were blue and sweating profusely, and finally they couldn't bear the coercion and fell to the ground, and they were crushed to the ground.

And Guanshen Yan Tianxing and the others, their faces remained unchanged, and even the feather fan in Lan Yiyuan's hand was still gently shaking the fan!

Soon, the number of people standing dropped sharply, and when there were only 400 people left, the coercion came to an abrupt end, and many people couldn't react at once, and the whole person jumped up.

"I'm the only one left with the weakest cultivation."

Mu Feng circled his head, and suddenly became a little depressed Except for him, among those people, the weakest cultivator has the queen stage of art!

"Now the lottery begins! The lottery number corresponds to the corresponding ring, and that is where you fight!"

That day, the Holy Sect Elder waved his hand and threw out four hundred wooden cards, which floated in the air, wrapped in a layer of green fluorescence, and the signatures inside could not be seen.

Many people immediately played a magic element, and the wooden card hit by the magic element slowly flew down in front of him.

Those who don't understand also learn from their predecessors and pick a wooden sign at random.

"No. 77" Mu Feng also took a wooden card, and when he saw the number, he was stunned for a moment.

"Hehe, it's really fate" Mu Feng smiled bitterly, No. 77, the seventy-seventh squad of the Cloud Shadow Army back then, I don't know who it has become now.

Bang! Before he reached the No. 77 ring, Mu Feng saw a muscular man jumping into the ring with a bang.

"Who is my opponent?

The big man roared, spitting everywhere, he had the peak cultivation of the Emperor of Arts!

"Look at that is Wang Xiong, a disciple of the Inner Sect of the Martial Arts Sect! Don't look at him who looks like a rough mine, he is only seventeen years old this year!"

"Seventeen-year-old disciple of the Inner Sect! his strength and qualifications have surpassed many people! I just don't know who his opponent is."

There was a wide space between the rings, and those who came to participate in the three-thousand-year-old ceremony of the Heavenly Saint Sect could walk through and watch the battle at will.

The wind landed lightly on the ring, and the force of the wind shook up a circle of dust.

"You're my opponent?hahahaha!"

That Wang Xiong saw that Mu Feng was only the cultivation of the early stage of the Emperor of Arts, and immediately laughed!

Those who can enter the third round of trials are all geniuses! Geniuses fight against geniuses, so naturally they value cultivation! So this Wang Xiong feels that he has already distinguished himself!

"I didn't expect it! this Wang Xiong's opponent is so weak."

"It's not surprising that in the past trial ceremony, when I came here, almost all of the rankings were taken care of by the Three Sects, the Xia Family, the Ghost Hand Sect, and the Tianlan Sect!

This time, it's just because of the participation of the Protoss, so it's more exciting, and these scattered cultivators still don't have a chance!"

Some people shook their heads, having lost interest in the battle and were going to watch it elsewhere.

"Get out! I'll give you a chance to admit defeat!" Wang Xiong waved his big hand, not looking at Mu Feng at all.

Hearing this, the disciples of the Heavenly Saint Sect in the ring also looked at Mu Feng, in his opinion, there was really no suspense in this battle.

"Can you start?" Mu Feng ignored Wang Xiong and asked the Heavenly Saint Sect disciple who was looking at him.

The disciple of the Holy Sect secretly shook his head that day, "In the third round of trial on the seventy-seventh battle platform, Wang Xiong is against Feng Mu!

As soon as the man's voice fell, Mu Feng disappeared from everyone's sight.

Bang! Before everyone had time to react, Wang Xiong's whole person flew high like a kite with a broken string, and then drew a beautiful arc and fell under the ring!

"Wang Wangxiong fell into the ring!

There were dozens of people around Ring 77, and they exclaimed!

Those who left to see other battles hadn't taken a few steps when they turned their heads when they heard the voice, only to find that Wang Xiong was no longer in the ring!

"What's going on?"

"Brother, what's going on?"

Those people pulled the onlookers one after another to ask about the process of the battle.

"It's just a bang"

The person who was asked danced for a long time, but he couldn't describe it, and the person next to him was so anxious that he couldn't wait to slap him.

"When all the battles are over, there will be another draw" The disciple of the Heavenly Saint Sect in the ring came to Feng Mu and put away his seventy-seven wooden card.

Mu Feng pursed his lips, a group of turtles, even those who worshiped the Heavenly Saint Sect, their eyesight was so poor.

Within the Imperial Realm, except for Shi Ying, Mu Feng is probably already the absolute first! After all, I haven't heard of anyone who can kill a Xia family master in the middle of the Ling Void Realm in the early stage of the Imperial Realm.

Bang! Not far from the seventy-seventh ring, the martial arts of the Martial Arts Sect also solved a child of the Protoss with one move, and he looked over at a glance, and looked at Mu Feng's eyes flashing with murderous intent!

[Hmph, so narrow-minded]

Mu Feng saw the killing machine, but his face was still unwavering.

He defeated a master of the Wuzhan Sect with one move, which naturally damaged the face of the Wuzhan Sect, but after all, this is a trial in the ring, and the victory or defeat is normal, only you are allowed to win, and I am not allowed to win?

After more than half an hour, all the rings decided the winner, and only two hundred of the four hundred people remained.

And that day, the Holy Sect Elder appeared again, and two hundred wooden plaques appeared with a flick of his sleeves.

"It turned out to be two battles in a row" Mu Feng thought that the Heavenly Saint Sect would give people time to rest and recover, or to heal their injuries, but he didn't even wait to start the war directly.

In this way, if he meets an evenly matched person in the first battle, he can be solved if he meets a weaker person in the second battle!

But Mu Feng doesn't care

"Wind and wood vs. summer river!One side falls into the ring, dies or admits defeat, then the winner is divided, start now!"

"Who do you think can win?" Those who couldn't see Mu Feng's move clearly before, all stared at Mu Feng this time.

"Don't think about it! This summer, the river is in the early stage of the Ling Void Realm! There is a big realm and two small realms of refining body in addition to the early stage of the imperial level!

Let's not talk about the strength of the magic element, you can crush that wind wood to death with the strength of your physical body!"

If Mu Feng's opponent is the pinnacle of the Emperor of Arts, the people watching the battle may still be optimistic about Mu Feng. But now, the gap is too big!

Xia He could hear the conversation below, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Hum Fengmu, I didn't expect to let me meet you now! Brother Xia Yuan has ordered, all the Xia family members can kill you directly when they encounter you!"

The road is narrow, and the summer river turned out to be a person from the Xia family on the shore of Qianlong Lake, that is, Xia Yuan's brother and Mu Feng's enemy.

"Xia Yuan really has confidence in you trash."

Mu Feng smiled faintly, not caring about Xia He's words.

"You're looking for death!"

Xia He's face was furious, his long sleeves flicked, and he slammed into Mu Feng with a punch carrying a powerful physical force!

As the spectator said, he was going to crush this wind tree alive with the power of his flesh!

"I like it than strength" Mu Feng snorted coldly, flew out, and blasted out with a punch without the slightest modification!

After cultivating the Chaos Demon Skill and the Dragon God Skill, no one dared to compare the strength with Mu Feng!

Boom! Mu Feng's punch was a thousand pounds, and in the summer, he was caught off guard, and was knocked back to the edge of the ring by a punch, and almost fell down!

[How is it possible?] Xia He and the people under the ring couldn't believe their eyes, the powerhouse in the early stage of the dignified Ling Void Realm was actually repelled by a person in the early stage of the God Emperor with physical strength!

But the paralysis that came from half of the body in the summer river told him that this was not a dream!

"Come again!" Mu Feng roared, stomped on the ground, and slammed the summer river door with a punch!

Mu Feng didn't hide the fluctuations of the Divine Element, that was the main part of Mu Feng's strength! He could only use the Thunder Attribute Divine Yuan to forge his identity as a Protoss, after all, the Protoss with Thunder was not only the Divine Thunder Clan!

The bloodlines of the Protoss such as the Qinglong One Vein Wu Danqing and the Divine Beast Raccoon One Vein all use the Thunder Attribute Divine Yuan! Therefore, there is no background that can be determined for the time being.

Mu Feng's goal is to be in the top fifty, and if he can get to this point, after worshipping the Heavenly Saint Sect, he doesn't have to start slowly from a registered disciple, Mu Feng doesn't have that time.

Moreover, in the top fifty, there is also a chance to choose a supernatural power technique from the Heavenly Saint Sect's Martial Pole Pavilion! This is something Mu Feng can't give up!

Boom Boom!

Mu Feng kept blasting out punches one after another, and that summer river only had the power to parry, and he was almost knocked out of the ring several times.

This is still the reason why Mu Feng wants to hide his strength, otherwise he would have gone down to accompany the Xia Jialing mid-stage master who assassinated Mu Feng!

"Good!"

"Beautiful!"

"The early stage of the God Emperor forced the early masters of the Ling Void Realm to hug their heads and run away, is this the strength of the God Clan?"

Many people are dazzled, Mu Feng doesn't have any skills between one move, it's just the power of domineering and domineering!

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