At this time, Yang Ran's eyes kept moving, constantly observing, and his heart was also slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that among the hundred contestants, there were about five powerhouses in the Xuan Netherworld Realm!

You must know that during the internal test, the highest of the four major families was only the fourth or fifth level of the Spirit Vein Realm, and only he, Lin Aotian, and Long Bu were three, and most of the others were in the Yuan Dan Realm Great Perfection or the early stage of the Spirit Vein Realm.

Unexpectedly, these people who passed the first round and killed were actually strong people in the Xuan Netherworld.

But in fact, it is not surprising, after all, the rulers of the four major forces, such as Zhou Chaifeng, Lin Poyun and others, have entered the Divine Apocalypse Space as early as the previous few sessions and have been given many opportunities, so this time it is mainly for the purpose of cultivating the next generation of talents.

And those powerhouses in the Xuan Netherworld Realm who appeared were mostly high-level leaders of the middle forces in the imperial capital, for them, entering the Divine Apocalypse Space was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they naturally didn't want to let it go easily, and their next generation obviously didn't have the strength to pass the selection of the martial arts competition.

Thinking of this, Yang Ran was no longer surprised, and his eyes kept turning, and finally stopped at a contestant.

The man was extremely handsome, dressed in white, and his face was like powder, and he was a little fairer and more beautiful than a woman.

"Sure enough, he also participated in this martial arts competition. ”

Yang Ran secretly said in his heart, this man is the stunning son who saved Meng'er yesterday.

Although he was in the crowd at the moment, because he was really tall and handsome, he quickly attracted the attention of some girls in the audience.

Suddenly, countless eyes of admiration focused on him, and even some nymphomaniac women began to scream.

Pretty men are sometimes more popular than pretty women.

The face of the stunning boy was still the same, and he didn't seem to feel this hot gaze at all, and stood by himself.

And just when Yang Ran was secretly observing, Mo Yuxi and others also came to the center of the square, but she and Elizabeth all hugged Yang Ran, especially Mo Yuxi, who stood very close, and her beautiful eyes kept falling on Yang Ran, as if she was looking for some clues.

And the embrace of two beauties, especially one of them is the daughter of the monarch of the empire, which can be called the first beauty of the country, and the other has a hot body, which undoubtedly makes some eyes hot.

Some young people who had some fantasies about the two daughters were all gnashing their teeth and staring at Yang Ran, as if they had a great enmity with him for killing their father.

Sighing and rubbing his forehead, the gust of fragrant wind on the tip of his nose made Yang Ran want to smile bitterly, and the blazing gaze behind him also made him feel like a thorn in his back, of course he knew the reason why Mo Yuxi looked at him like this, so he had no choice but to cover his head and pretend to be confused, so as not to talk too much and show his feet.

With a bitter smile in his heart, Yang Ran stood in place like an old monk, quietly waiting for the time to come.

At a certain moment, he suddenly frowned and turned his head, but he just saw Long Qingfeng standing not far away, staring at him coldly, like a poisonous snake that wanted to devour people.

"The last assassination failed, don't you give up?" Seeing Lin Aotian fighting side by side with Long Qingfeng, Yang Ran's face became even colder: "I want to see what other tricks you can play." ”

Seeing that Yang Ran found his gaze, perhaps because the game was about to start, Long Qingfeng did not hide it this time, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, his palms were slightly erect, his middle finger was facing down, and his lips were squirming: "I let you escape last time, this time, I will definitely let you die without a place to be buried!"

Smiling lightly, Yang Ran's lips moved slightly, and he turned his head with a smile.

Looking at Yang Ran's back coldly, Long Qingfeng took a slow breath, he knew Yang Ran's lips before.

"I'll wait..."

......

As time passed, all the participants had arrived, and the beginning of the conference was also slowly approaching under the watchful eye.

When a crisp bell rang in the square, the noise that rose to the sky was quiet, and then all eyes saw the VIP seat.

At this time, Mo Junling, who was sitting in the middle of the VIP seat, stood up, took a step forward, his eyes swept over the audience, and then fell on the hundred contestants in the center of the square.

"Ladies and gentlemen, contestants from all over the world, and even some surrounding empires, after five days, the martial arts competition has reached its most intense moment, from more than 3,000 contestants in the first round, to only 100 people left, which can be described as fierce and eye-catching. And today, among these 100 people, we will select thirty-six true elites, and they will have the opportunity to enter the Divine Revelation Space!"

Mo Junling's voice was strong and low, although everyone knew what he said, but everyone, especially the hundred people in the center of the square, could not contain the excitement in their hearts.

Miracles and Divine Revelation Space, you must know that in these hundreds of years, I don't know how many predecessors have obtained great blessings in it!

Rao is Yang Ran, and he also has some expectations in his heart at this moment, after all, in the Miracle Nine Heavenly Pagoda and the Dream Immortal Pool, he has obtained many divine objects such as golden qi, heavenly light divine order, and divine blood and tears, presumably this divine apocalyptic space is not far behind.

Of course, the most important thing is that the passage of time in the Divine Revelation Space is one-tenth of the outside, and for Yang Ran, the most precious thing now is time.

If you can improve your cultivation in the Divine Enlightenment Space, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to the implementation of the plan after more than half a month.

Thinking of this, a touch of resoluteness and sharpness flashed in Yang Ran's eyes, and he looked at Lin Poyun and the Flame Envoy on the VIP seat.

If you want to destroy the Lin family, these two people have to die!

"Now that you're all here. At this moment, Mo Junling also continued to speak, "Don't say that much, now, I, Mo Junling, in the name of the King of the Meteoric Dragon Empire, announce that the final round of the Fifth Martial Arts Competition will begin!"

"Boom!"

The audience was boiling, cheering, and shaking for nine days!

Standing on the VIP seat, Mo Junling looked at the boiling square, pointed with his hand, and said in a clear voice: "Now, please ask all the hundred contestants to go to the round platform in the center of the square." ”

Although the square was extremely boiling and noisy at the moment, Mo Junling's voice still sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

Hearing this, the hundred contestants did not hesitate, and their own figures flashed and swept to the round platform in the center of the square.

Although the round platform in the center of the square is dozens of meters long and wide, and it is enough for a hundred people to stand, it is obviously not a martial arts venue.

Although all the contestants obeyed the instructions and came to the high platform, they all looked puzzled and obviously did not know what to do. Of course, in addition to the hundreds of contestants, the audience is also looking forward to it, after all, the final round of competition is different every time, and I don't know how to select the thirty-six people who finally entered the Apocalypse Space this year.

Feeling the countless expectant glances, Mo Junling didn't speak, he smiled slightly, and then waved his hand.

When Mo Junling waved his hand, dozens of white light clusters floated out of the square in an instant, and the light clusters were obviously condensed by the true yuan, and within each light cluster, a token could be faintly seen, and these thirty-six light clusters were evenly dispersed, floating in a circle in the center of the square and the edge of the auditorium.

"Here, there are a total of thirty-six True Yuan Light Groups. Just when everyone was puzzled, Mo Junling spoke, he glanced around, and continued: "Within each light group, there is a token, and these tokens are the credentials for entering the Divine Revelation Space. Now, a hundred of you are competing with each other, and only thirty-six people can get the token, which means that only thirty-six people can enter the Apocalypse space. ”

"Of course, those who don't get the token in the end will be eliminated and will not be able to enter the Apocalypse space. ”

There was an uproar in the square, and this way of competing can be described as ingenious.

Yang Ran also frowned, he could feel that although the energy of the light cluster around the token was not very surging, the barrier set up by the Star Sea Realm could not be underestimated, even if it was the Xuan Netherworld Realm, it would take a short time to break through the light cluster.

And during this time, there is no guarantee that no one else will attack you.

Therefore, if you want to get a token, then a vicious battle is inevitable, and it is likely that there is more than one vicious war, after all, on average, there are about three people who covet a certain token.

(End of chapter)