In addition to Luo Yun's ring, the other thirty-one rings are all fighting fiercely, and there are people going up and down, some are going up to challenge, and some are being beaten down, only Luo Yun's ring has no movement, but there are many princes who are watching the excitement, and everyone is still talking about it in the audience. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You say, Luo Yun is powerful or the imperial grandson is powerful?"

"It's not bad, but when the imperial grandson was eight years old, he should have been the fifth level of the physical body realm, the realm of qi cultivation, and he broke through the seventh level of the physical body realm a year ago, but at this age, he was definitely not as powerful as the current Luo Yun. ”

"I don't know what will happen to the two of them. ”

"Are you stupid? Why do you want to fight? The Zoroastrian Sect has to choose three disciples! How many of our royal family disciples under the age of eighteen can reach the seventh level of the flesh realm?"

At this time, Sui Luohou, the host of the ring, ignored the discussions under the ring, and said to Luo Yun: "Luo Yun Shizi, I see that no one wants to fight with you now, so you will be the champion of this ring for the time being, and wait until the other thirty-one ring champions are produced and then fight in pairs, so now you can go to the Heavenly Palace to rest for the time being, if someone challenges you, I will send someone to inform you." ”

Ascending to the Heavenly Palace, it is the building where the Trace and the Great Departure Emperor are located, at this time, the voice of the Rotten Immortal Ancestor sounded in Luo Yun's mind: "Boy, don't go, now Prince Yong and his father-in-law must also be there, and it is indispensable to have some entanglement when you meet them, there is no need to be unpredictable." ”

Luo Yun agreed in his heart and said, "I'll wait here!"

Sui Luohou had no choice but to let Luo Yun sit here, as time went by, there were fewer and fewer people competing in the ring, after all, the more masters there were, and the greater the disparity in strength, some of the children of the royal family shocked many people as soon as they made a move, so at noon, the thirty-two rings of the champions had been produced, and after an hour, these champions began to compete with the neighboring champions.

Luo Yun's opponent was the champion of a ring on his left, and he only heard the host shout: "Luo Yun, the prince of Prince Yong's mansion, Luo Xian, the prince of Yang's mansion." Fight!"

At this time, there were already many people watching the battle on the side of Luo Yun's ring, in addition to his ring, there were also many people watching the ring of Luo Chang, the son of Prince Shi, because he was also a martial artist who could use his innate true qi, which meant that he was at least a master of the seventh level of the flesh realm.

Na Luo Xian was holding a golden spear with a long battle in his hand, which was also a low-grade magic weapon, and when he saw his opponent Luo Yun, he secretly shouted bad luck in his heart: "This guy is the seventh level of the flesh realm! He can control the innate true qi, and Lao Tzu is the sixth peak of the flesh realm, and he is still one step away from the innate one! Cultivation is not as good as him! It's really unlucky!"

"Please!" Luo Yun stepped forward and said.

"No matter! I have a divine weapon in hand, so I can't fight!" Luo Xian made up his mind, and then he let out a loud shout, raised his true qi, and the spear in his hand burst into the sky, and the golden light sprinkled towards Luo Yun. This trick is his proud mastery "Golden Snake Wandao"

The audience also exclaimed, feeling that this move was full of power.

But in Luo Yun's eyes, this move is indeed flawed, because his innate true qi has been able to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, and his sensitivity to the outside world is not at all something that a martial artist with a seventh-fold physical realm can think of.

I saw Luo Yun's figure flash, and he disappeared into the golden light, and with a palm swing, he lightly crossed the gun like a butterfly and imprinted on Luo Xian's chest, only to see Luo Xian's mouth spurting blood and falling out of the ring.

"That's amazing!

"It seems that his innate true qi has not just been cultivated, otherwise he would not have used it so skillfully. ”

"Luo Chang of Prince Shi's family over there also won with one move, and I really look forward to them being able to face each other. ”

The onlookers began to talk happily again.

Thirty-two champions fought against each other, and after a while, sixteen winners were decided, and then they were divided into eight pairs to fight each other, and Luo Yun used the butterfly palm to defeat the enemy without suspense.

Next, Luo Yun's opponent in the eight-person duel was knocked out of the ring by Luo Yun with one move, and in the end, there were only four winners left.

One of these four winners is Luo Qing, the son of the emperor's disciple, and Luo Chang, the son of Prince Shi, to everyone's surprise, the other two are actually from Prince Yong's mansion: one is Luo Yun, the son of the world, and the other is Luo Shenxiu, the first master of Prince Yong's sons, who everyone unanimously thinks.

The presiding officer of the battle between the four has been changed to Mr. Zhuyue, the master of the Great Departure Empire, and just as he was about to announce the battle, he heard a long roar coming from the ninety-nine white jade steps, and a figure quickly swept down the jade steps and came to the center of the ring.

This man, sixteen or seventeen years old, was handsome, with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, fair skin, graceful posture in beauty, tall and tall, wearing a golden robe, on which five flying dragons rolled in the clouds. I only heard him say: "Luo Yuanyi, the grandson of the Emperor of the Great Departure Empire, is here to participate in the war!"

Mr. Zhuyue frowned and said, "Imperial Grandson, it is not in accordance with the rules for you to directly enter the battle of the four without going through the ring competition. ”

Luo Yuan smiled and said: "That's because I've listened to the guidance of the Flame Worship Sect Immortal Elder these days, and I have a little understanding, so I want to retreat and comprehend, and now I have broken through the shackles of the seventh level of the physical body and cultivated to the eighth level of the physical body realm, although I did not participate in the initial battle in the ring, but I am now participating in the war, and I will not be dissatisfied with those eliminated royal brothers!"

No one cared about Luo Yuanyi's rather arrogant words, but they all stayed on the words "the eighth layer of the flesh realm", and the emotions of shock and disbelief spread among the crowd.

"Even among the princes, the eighth level of the flesh realm is a master!"

"But no, the Concentration Realm can gather qi into a soldier and kill the enemy a hundred steps away! The Concentration Realm can only use the innate true qi to refine the body and barely split the palm wind, while the Concentration Realm can be used flexibly, if there is a magic weapon, the power is unimaginable!"

"Oh, then now that the imperial grandson is in the war, is anyone unconvinced?" asked Mr. Zhuyue, his voice echoing throughout the square, but no one stood up to say that he was not convinced, except for the discussion.

"Well, since everyone is convinced, then you can participate in the battle, but, according to the rules, you should first challenge one of the four winners and take his place before you can join the final four-person battle!" Mr. Zhuyue said as he glanced over Luo Yun's face, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh?" Luo Yunzheng felt that something was wrong, so he only heard Luo Yuanyi laugh loudly: "That's okay, I want to have a discussion with the Luo Yun clan brother of Prince Yong's family! After all, the clan brother is still young, and he is talented, and he still has a lot of opportunities to worship the immortal gate." The implication is that Luo Yun will undoubtedly be defeated under him, and every word Luo Yuan speaks contains this domineering in the blandness.

"Hmm, the eighth level of the physical realm, challenge me?" Luo Yun's eyes narrowed.

"Boy, don't be cowardly, teach him a lesson!" the Rotten Immortal Ancestor roared in Luo Yun's mind.

"Luo Yun, fight!" Luo Yun stepped forward and said.

Luo Chang, Luo Shenxiu, and Luo Qing immediately retreated from the ring to watch the battle.

On the ring, Luo Yun and Luo Yuan stood opposite each other, and their eyes met.

Under the ring, thousands of eyes stared at the two people on the stage, and there were many discussions.

The big war is about to break out.