Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"It seems that the referees' eyes are really accurate. Hong Sanmei is indeed not as good as Ling Xiao. This can be confirmed."

Over Xuan Huo Sect, a group of people were dumbfounded. Such an outcome was unexpected.

Hong Sanmei not only lost, but also lost after performing the stunt at the bottom of the pressure box, which is simply unacceptable.

"Yue Huazong really has to rise up, not convinced!"

Sect Master Xuanhuo sighed for a long time, he was really helpless at this time.

The younger generation is the future of Zongmen. Although these old guys are stronger than these young people, the problem is that they have no potential to tap.

But these young people still have great potential.

In addition, as the cultivation environment of Dragon Continent is much better than before, the future of these young people will definitely be more exciting than them.

"Concession!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and Chonghong Sanmei clenched his fists before turning back.

This time, he not only got the seeds of the true fire of Samadhi, but also improved his luck again, reached the level of Liuding in one fell swoop, and became the most eye-catching one of the new generation.

"Next time, I must beat you!"

Although Hong Sanmei lost, she lost somehow, how could she be convinced.

"Oh, I naturally accompany."

After all, I get some good things from others, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal to practice with others.

...

Time continues, and the battle continues.

Ji Mingkong's luck is still more than Bading.

The cohesion of the ninth tripod is too difficult.

Next is Mo Wu injury and Bai Qianjiao, both of them are condensing the eighth trip.

After these two people, Liu Taiyin should have been originally, but now Liu Taiyin has been surpassed by Qin Bixue, Ling Xiao, and Red Carp.

These three people have reached the six tripod luck, condensing the seventh tripod, but the speed will be greatly reduced.

Liu Taiyin can only regret to be ranked seventh, with Wuding luck.

The rest of the people Ling Xiao did not care very much, he just paid special attention to Long Chen and Lan Yu'er.

At present, the luck of Longchen is exactly the same as that of Liu Taiyin.

Lan Yu'er only had two tripods, but it was pretty good.

Xu Jing had 15 wins in 18 battles, and the dragon-shaped phantom was more than four feet long.

At this time the sky was already dark, but the Biwutai, which has a huge condensing array, is still like daylight.

After the end of the eighth round of the game, everyone got a long rest period, they can go to dinner and rest for a while.

About half an hour.

The audience took the opportunity to meditate and rest for a while.

Anyway, the worst of the audience here is also half-step Tianzun. For them, meditation and rest for a quarter of an hour can be enough for ordinary people to sleep for one night.

After the break time, in anticipation, the game restarted.

The ninth round!

Ling Xiao successfully defeated his opponent.

His luck has increased once again, and the seventh tripod has almost been condensed. He believes that as long as he meets a slightly stronger opponent, he can completely condense the seven tripods. Bai Qianjiao was very close.

However, the situation of Qin Bixue and Red Carp is not worse than him. These three people have become the three under the Son, Devil Wound and Bai Qianjiao.

And there is a feeling of being evenly matched.

Huo Mo Zun is still lukewarm. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement. The opponents he met are almost not strong except Ling Xiao, so although he is also a winning streak, the luck has so far been Not as good as Liu Taiyin, Long Chen, and Red Samadhi.

"In the first game of the tenth round, Ling Xiao played against Gui Guishou!"

Although this turtle is not strong, it is also a dark horse, but he is a disciple of Bishui Jingu, but no one dares to underestimate him.

In addition, this person's performance is indeed not bad.

In the past nine rounds, the opponents he lost to were all seed players. In the face of opponents other than seed players, he can remain undefeated.

But there are more draws.

This guy's defense is too horrible, anyway, several people can't break his defense.

To tell the truth, although the turtle is really unwilling to meet Ling Xiao.

But today's qualifying battle is inevitable, and sooner or later it will have to be met.

All he can do is try to get a point.

Three points won, one point tied, and no points lost.

He is not afraid as long as he can maintain the previous fighting state.

Taking a deep breath, Gui Guishou raised his defense to the extreme.

A huge tortoiseshell appeared in front of him, completely enclosing him.

It is this layer of tortoiseshell that allows him to remain undefeated even when facing strong enemies.

Although this is a bit of a rogue feeling, it is also a part of strength.

"Tianmai Qijian·Hell Dragon Sword!"

In the face of the turtle's life, Ling Xiao did not intend to waste time, and directly used the strongest move of Tianmai Qijian.

The huge Hell Dragon Sword seemed to condense like a fire, splitting the void and rushing towards the turtle.

In the void, the flames burned to the sky, just like a scene of scorching hell, a huge pillar of fire rose in the Biwutai.

Obviously, after the promotion of Ling Xiao's strength again, the power of this hell dragon sword is also improved again.

Although the turtle, which used all the Tianyuan force and the true yuan force on the defense for a long time, was still shocked by this blow.

Only a moment later, his so-called invincible defense shattered completely, and his whole body fell into a pain that seemed to be burned by flames.

Fortunately, Ling Xiao's men were merciful, and after the defense of this fellow was destroyed, the hell dragon fire was recovered, otherwise, the turtle must be burned to ash.

At the end of the battle, Ling Xiao absorbed Jiu Ding’s Jiu Ding’s luck, so that his luck finally reached the level of Qi Ding, and even the 8th Ding had some faint signs faintly, which was obviously closer to Bai Qianjiao and the devil. No injuries.

The seven huge copper tripods kept spinning in the void, and the gods above flashed repeatedly, even making a noise like the morning bell of twilight drum.

Seemingly feeling threatened, Qi Mingkong, Mo Wuwu, Bai Qianjiao and others all made noises.

For a time, the entire Biwutai seemed to start a Zhongding sonata.

"Good guy, the veins in my body seem to be about to move, do you want to be promoted again?"

Ling Xiao suddenly felt a lot of emotion. No wonder everyone wanted to fight for luck. This is definitely something more valuable than any panacea.

Nine is the extreme number, so there is probably only one person who can get Jiuding's luck.

Just like Ji Fulin.

I really don't know what kind of special situation will happen after having Jiuding luck?

Ling Xiao couldn't help being excited.

The tenth round of the game is also proceeding in an orderly manner. The further it seems, the slower the time for a battle to end.

In addition to the fact that individual battles may soon be the winners and losers, many battles will not really end until at least two hundred moves.