Chapter 500 Purple Ocean Phase Stone Dabi. It was in full swing, and after everyone selected a piece of wool, it was the children of the Lang Evil Holy Land who took away the shelf in front of him, and half an hour later, all the shelves with wool on the scene were taken away.

"Seniors, you can cut the material!"

The light in his eyes flowed, and he glanced at the audience, his mouth moved slightly, his lips trembled slightly, and a clear voice like flowing water in the mountains came from Liu Ruxian's mouth.

"Whew!"

Then, the whole scene was filled with the sound of knives, and pieces of wool slowly shrank in everyone's hands, during which the light was dazzling, and pieces of martial arts were opened.

At this time, the old men behind Liu Ruxian had very bright eyes, scanning the audience.

"Huh!"

With a soft sound, one of the old men dodged and disappeared.

"What are you doing?"

A rather angry voice came from the scene, and then everyone saw a man thrown out of the field and fell outside the field, with a smear of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of panic, and he got up and got into the crowd.

"All cheaters will be eliminated, and they will never be able to participate in the big competition again!"

The old man who had disappeared before flashed out on the high platform again, holding a number plate in his hand, and his voice was rolling in his mouth, spreading throughout the audience.

Obviously, the number plate in his hand belonged to the man just now.

Looking at the pair of eyes as sharp as a goshawk on the high platform, many people were stunned, there was no luck, and some people who did not open Wu Jing left the scene gloomily, among them, there were many people with prefecture-level venues.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, a crystal clear martial crystal appeared above Feng Hao's palm, and then, Feng Hao felt several sharp gazes sweeping over him.

"Huh!"

He stood in place with an indifferent face, a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't know it.

It didn't take long for those who should have left the field to leave the field, and the rest were holding a piece of Wu Jing in their hands, in this first game, the most eliminated were naturally Huang and Xuan, and the two venues basically eliminated half of the number of people directly, and the prefecture-level ones also eliminated a lot, at least more than 20 people, heaven-level, they naturally won't be stumped, I'm afraid that the people who selected these wool materials may not be as good as them.

Especially Sean, the master of the Xiangshi Realm, no one in the entire Lang Evil Domain can compare to him!

"Congratulations on passing the first hurdle with ease!"

Liu Ruxian smiled smartly, and said with a smile, "Next, enter the second link." ”

As her words fell, the children of the Lang Evil Holy Land were busy again, and pieces of wool were taken out of their rings and placed in front of the four scenes, divided into four groups, each of which had tens of thousands of pieces.

Suddenly, all kinds of glows on the scene flickered, and the surrounding space was also dyed colorful, and the aura was vibrant, rippling with inexplicable meanings.

"High-grade spirit iron"

Looking at the pieces of wool sprayed with various colors on the field, Feng Hao felt a little drumming in his heart.

He didn't have much actual combat experience in selecting high-grade spirit iron, but he had the experience taught by the burning elder and the middle-level purple qi from the ground, so he still had more than fifty percent confidence in his heart.

At the same time, many people in the prefecture-level scene frowned, because they found that these wool materials basically contained spiritual iron, but the grades were different.

Moreover, I am afraid that there may not be more than a hundred pieces of high-grade spirit iron in it.

It's hard to do now

It can be said that the first and second links of this big competition are all testing the basic skills of everyone, and only the third link is a test of strength, experience, and eyesight, plus some small luck.

To select a piece of high-grade spiritual iron among a pile of wool containing low-grade and medium-grade spiritual iron, this can be said to be very harsh, because if it also contains spiritual iron, even if it looks like it with the pupil technique, the difference will not be very large.

"Everyone, please!"

After the words fell, everyone walked to the venue where the wool was placed.

The venue was very wide, and more than 100 people stood there, not feeling crowded at all, Feng Hao exhaled deeply, and walked over.

Coming to a piece of wool that shimmered red, Feng Hao stopped, his purple pupils lit up, and he looked directly at this piece of red wool.

Under the gaze of the purple pupil, Feng Hao saw that within this piece of wool, a violent red mass was rolling inside, like a pool of magma churning.

"It's indeed a piece of spiritual iron, and it's not low-grade. ”

With just a glance, Feng Hao was sure, turning his hand, he took out a piece of martial crystal, and quickly refined it, and the purple light in his eyes was even worse, as if two purple heavenly fires were burning.

"It's just a medium-grade spirit iron!"

After weighing it, Feng Hao put down the wool in his hand, the purple pupils glanced around, and walked to the next piece of wool again, the piece of wool, the whole body was white, and it was just when he walked in, which made people feel creepy, as if there was a sharp blade coming at him.

Obviously, this piece of wool must contain metallic spirit iron, and what Feng Hao has to do is to distinguish its grade.

At this time, the scene was also lively, everyone was walking around in various venues, all of them had a glistening look in their eyes, picking up and putting down pieces of wool, picking up and putting down, after a period of time, except for the nine heaven-level phase stone masters, who had been selected, sitting there with their eyes closed and recuperating, no one in the other three venues dared to make a decision.

"Huh?"

Standing on the high platform, Liu Ruxian's eyes scanned the four venues, and suddenly, the swept eyes stopped, and in her sight, a sloppy man dressed in an ordinary image, his eyes, purple shimmering, extremely secluded, like the eyes of the demon god, very terrifying.

"How can it be purple eyes?"

Looking at the purple, Liu Ruxian's heart froze, and her eyes trembled slightly.

With her opinion, she has never heard or seen the purple pupils, but at this time, in the prefecture-level venue, a pair of purple pupils of different colors appeared, which made her not feel surprised?

Suddenly, a touch of interest rose in her heart.

A little, a touch of green flame appeared in her eyes, she looked directly at the pair of purple pupils, and the green flame in her pupils jumped, as if she wanted to explore it.

What appeared within the blue pupils was an endless sea of purple, and just by looking at it, she took a few steps back, and her pink face suddenly became extremely pale.

"Huh?"

Feng Hao felt a special meaning hit his eyes, burning unbearably, a little was gone, and when he looked up, he saw a pale pretty face, and a pair of eyes that revealed shock.