Chapter 1022
: Canglong Holy Envoy!
Chapter 1022: Canglong Holy Envoy! (1 more)
"Next, are the top three contestants!"
"No.3, silver blood, reward [-] top-grade blood crystals."
"No.2, Yexue (that is, Mu Qianxue plus Yeyi, so called Yexue), reward [-] high-grade blood crystals."
"No.1, Long Fei, the reward is [-] top-grade blood crystals!"
The Mo Bing Demon King handed out the rewards in person. When he walked in front of Ling Feng, the Mo Bing Demon King even whispered: "Boy, are you interested in joining our Black Dragon Palace? With your aptitude and talent, there is no doubt that He can become a direct disciple of our Lord Black Dragon Envoy."
Ling Feng smiled and said, "It's better to wait until the third test is over and follow the rules."
In fact, it doesn't matter which temple Ling Feng joins, he didn't really come to be a disciple, he just wanted to sneak into the Canglong Temple and tell the truth about the death of the Qiongqi Demon Emperor.
He only needs one chance to talk to the Demon Emperor!
"Okay, those who failed to enter the top [-], you can leave."
The Mo Bing Yao Dynasty issued an order to expel those losers. The Canglong Temple only needs the best people, and those who are eliminated are not eligible to stay in the Canglong Temple.
"The last level is the actual combat assessment. You choose a number first, and I will introduce the detailed rules to you later."
The Mo Bing Demon King stretched out his hand to call, and a disciple of the Canglong Temple came up holding a huge box. There was only a fist-sized hole in the top of the box, and he could reach down to draw lots.
"There are four hundred tags inside, and each tag has a number on it. Remember, after the tag is drawn, it can't be changed again, even private exchanges are not allowed. Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy!"
The Mo Bing Demon King said coldly: "Now you are considered disciples of the Canglong Temple. In our Canglong Temple, the most important thing is absolute obedience. Do you understand?"
"understand!"
Everyone shouted in unison, of course, the so-called rules are also flexible, in other words, the big fist is the truth, if one day your superior is no longer your opponent, you will become the truth, when the time comes , will naturally become the one who calls the shots.
In a sacred place like the Canglong Temple, this truth of the jungle is even more vividly reflected.
After a while, both Ling Feng and Mu Qianxue had chosen their labels, and Ling Feng's label had the word "one" on it.
"Brother Long, I'm the second, I'm the second!"
Mu Qianxue narrowed her eyes and looked at Ling Feng sweetly.
"Well, you two."
Ling Feng smiled casually, causing Mu Qianxue to be coquettish, so Ling Feng could only smile lightly: "I am one."
"What a coincidence, Long Fei!"
At this moment, a strange voice came from behind. The voice almost came out of the Nine Serenity Hell, carrying a bone-chilling chill.
"This young master is also one, it seems that your good luck is coming to an end!"
Ling Feng didn't need to look back to know that it must be the guy with Silver Blood.
"Hmph, in the third round, I will make you lose ugly!" After Yinxue finished speaking, he snorted coldly and walked away.
"MD retarded."
Ling Feng smiled disdainfully, although he would not kill him directly in front of everyone, but at least he had to fulfill his responsibilities as an "uncle" and teach this junior a lesson.
"Okay, everyone has drawn their own labels."
The Mo Bing Demon King looked around and found no objection, so he said, "Now, follow me to the Martial Arts Field outside the Canglong Temple."
Under the leadership of the Mo Bing Demon King, all the [-] contestants who passed the second round of assessment came to a valley, where there were eight huge arenas, and countless dragon patterns were carved on the edges of the arenas.
And in the mountain peaks on both sides of the valley, there are countless powerful auras. Obviously, these are disciples from the Eight Great Canglong Halls, who came to watch the excitement.Of course, there may be some demon kings with more noble identities and spiritual senses among them, who come to see if there is anything suitable among this group of newcomers that can be accepted as disciples.
With so many strong people gathered together, even though they were far away, Ling Feng could still feel a sense of oppressiveness pressing on his heart. Ling Feng even suspected that among these people, there might be those eight people who passed on the magic word. The Canglong Envoy.
After all, the top eight in this assessment will be the direct disciples of the eight Canglong envoys.
"Congratulations, Master Canglong Ambassador!"
At this moment, the Mo Bing Demon King roared towards the sky, and the next moment, eight rays of light shot up into the sky, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, and black, and the eight colors of light formed eight fine lines. The big dragon comes from Wukong.
The eight dragons flew together, and the next moment, they landed firmly on the ring.
Although these people were dressed in different clothes, they were all wearing a cloak with a black dragon pattern, and the colors corresponded to the Canglong Temple where they were.
These eight people stood firmly on the ring with the gossip formation.
These eight people have different lengths, some are male and some are female, but the common feature is that they are tough!
The aura on them made Ling Feng almost breathless, after all, this was a peerless existence above ordinary demon emperors.
Perhaps, they are slightly weaker than the eight demon emperors in the Southern Border Demon Territory, but they are undoubtedly the ones who have the best chance of becoming the next Demon Emperor, and they are the ones who stand at the pinnacle of the entire Southern Border Demon Territory. One of a handful of mighty ones.
Ling Feng couldn't help but lament the background of the demon clan. The demon emperor and demon king powerhouse he saw today were many times more powerful than all the emperor kings he had seen before!
"Greetings, Lord Canglong Envoy!"
The Mo Bing Demon King raised his hands high and bowed respectfully to the ground with a pious expression, which was a standard prostration.
"Greetings, Lord Canglong Envoy!"
The rest of the monsters, including those contestants who came to participate in the assessment, also hurriedly bowed down.
The so-called shooting out of the head, Ling Feng is not good at standing out from the crowd, he hastily dragged Ye Xue's girl half-kneeling down, lowering his head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of these Canglong envoys.
"Master Canglong, my subordinates have brought the top [-] contestants here for the final round of actual combat assessment." Mo Bing Demon King said respectfully.
"Ah."
One of the Canglong envoys wearing a black cloak raised his hand slightly, and said calmly: "Get up, our eight great Canglong envoys are only here to receive direct disciples, as for the others, they will be distributed according to the old rules."
After all, the eight Canglong envoys on the ring jumped up and jumped onto a high platform. There were nine gorgeous chairs on the high platform, and the chair in the center was empty. This was the throne of the Canglong Demon Emperor. The emperor did not come in person, but the etiquette should not be messed up.
The Mo Bing Demon King bowed to the eight people, and then turned around and shouted to the eight hundred contestants: "The rules of this third level are very simple. There are eight rings on it, corresponding to the numbers you have drawn. , 50 people scuffle in each arena, and only one person is left!"
(End of this chapter)
"Next, are the top three contestants!"
"No.3, silver blood, reward [-] top-grade blood crystals."
"No.2, Yexue (that is, Mu Qianxue plus Yeyi, so called Yexue), reward [-] high-grade blood crystals."
"No.1, Long Fei, the reward is [-] top-grade blood crystals!"
The Mo Bing Demon King handed out the rewards in person. When he walked in front of Ling Feng, the Mo Bing Demon King even whispered: "Boy, are you interested in joining our Black Dragon Palace? With your aptitude and talent, there is no doubt that He can become a direct disciple of our Lord Black Dragon Envoy."
Ling Feng smiled and said, "It's better to wait until the third test is over and follow the rules."
In fact, it doesn't matter which temple Ling Feng joins, he didn't really come to be a disciple, he just wanted to sneak into the Canglong Temple and tell the truth about the death of the Qiongqi Demon Emperor.
He only needs one chance to talk to the Demon Emperor!
"Okay, those who failed to enter the top [-], you can leave."
The Mo Bing Yao Dynasty issued an order to expel those losers. The Canglong Temple only needs the best people, and those who are eliminated are not eligible to stay in the Canglong Temple.
"The last level is the actual combat assessment. You choose a number first, and I will introduce the detailed rules to you later."
The Mo Bing Demon King stretched out his hand to call, and a disciple of the Canglong Temple came up holding a huge box. There was only a fist-sized hole in the top of the box, and he could reach down to draw lots.
"There are four hundred tags inside, and each tag has a number on it. Remember, after the tag is drawn, it can't be changed again, even private exchanges are not allowed. Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy!"
The Mo Bing Demon King said coldly: "Now you are considered disciples of the Canglong Temple. In our Canglong Temple, the most important thing is absolute obedience. Do you understand?"
"understand!"
Everyone shouted in unison, of course, the so-called rules are also flexible, in other words, the big fist is the truth, if one day your superior is no longer your opponent, you will become the truth, when the time comes , will naturally become the one who calls the shots.
In a sacred place like the Canglong Temple, this truth of the jungle is even more vividly reflected.
After a while, both Ling Feng and Mu Qianxue had chosen their labels, and Ling Feng's label had the word "one" on it.
"Brother Long, I'm the second, I'm the second!"
Mu Qianxue narrowed her eyes and looked at Ling Feng sweetly.
"Well, you two."
Ling Feng smiled casually, causing Mu Qianxue to be coquettish, so Ling Feng could only smile lightly: "I am one."
"What a coincidence, Long Fei!"
At this moment, a strange voice came from behind. The voice almost came out of the Nine Serenity Hell, carrying a bone-chilling chill.
"This young master is also one, it seems that your good luck is coming to an end!"
Ling Feng didn't need to look back to know that it must be the guy with Silver Blood.
"Hmph, in the third round, I will make you lose ugly!" After Yinxue finished speaking, he snorted coldly and walked away.
"MD retarded."
Ling Feng smiled disdainfully, although he would not kill him directly in front of everyone, but at least he had to fulfill his responsibilities as an "uncle" and teach this junior a lesson.
"Okay, everyone has drawn their own labels."
The Mo Bing Demon King looked around and found no objection, so he said, "Now, follow me to the Martial Arts Field outside the Canglong Temple."
Under the leadership of the Mo Bing Demon King, all the [-] contestants who passed the second round of assessment came to a valley, where there were eight huge arenas, and countless dragon patterns were carved on the edges of the arenas.
And in the mountain peaks on both sides of the valley, there are countless powerful auras. Obviously, these are disciples from the Eight Great Canglong Halls, who came to watch the excitement.Of course, there may be some demon kings with more noble identities and spiritual senses among them, who come to see if there is anything suitable among this group of newcomers that can be accepted as disciples.
With so many strong people gathered together, even though they were far away, Ling Feng could still feel a sense of oppressiveness pressing on his heart. Ling Feng even suspected that among these people, there might be those eight people who passed on the magic word. The Canglong Envoy.
After all, the top eight in this assessment will be the direct disciples of the eight Canglong envoys.
"Congratulations, Master Canglong Ambassador!"
At this moment, the Mo Bing Demon King roared towards the sky, and the next moment, eight rays of light shot up into the sky, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, and black, and the eight colors of light formed eight fine lines. The big dragon comes from Wukong.
The eight dragons flew together, and the next moment, they landed firmly on the ring.
Although these people were dressed in different clothes, they were all wearing a cloak with a black dragon pattern, and the colors corresponded to the Canglong Temple where they were.
These eight people stood firmly on the ring with the gossip formation.
These eight people have different lengths, some are male and some are female, but the common feature is that they are tough!
The aura on them made Ling Feng almost breathless, after all, this was a peerless existence above ordinary demon emperors.
Perhaps, they are slightly weaker than the eight demon emperors in the Southern Border Demon Territory, but they are undoubtedly the ones who have the best chance of becoming the next Demon Emperor, and they are the ones who stand at the pinnacle of the entire Southern Border Demon Territory. One of a handful of mighty ones.
Ling Feng couldn't help but lament the background of the demon clan. The demon emperor and demon king powerhouse he saw today were many times more powerful than all the emperor kings he had seen before!
"Greetings, Lord Canglong Envoy!"
The Mo Bing Demon King raised his hands high and bowed respectfully to the ground with a pious expression, which was a standard prostration.
"Greetings, Lord Canglong Envoy!"
The rest of the monsters, including those contestants who came to participate in the assessment, also hurriedly bowed down.
The so-called shooting out of the head, Ling Feng is not good at standing out from the crowd, he hastily dragged Ye Xue's girl half-kneeling down, lowering his head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of these Canglong envoys.
"Master Canglong, my subordinates have brought the top [-] contestants here for the final round of actual combat assessment." Mo Bing Demon King said respectfully.
"Ah."
One of the Canglong envoys wearing a black cloak raised his hand slightly, and said calmly: "Get up, our eight great Canglong envoys are only here to receive direct disciples, as for the others, they will be distributed according to the old rules."
After all, the eight Canglong envoys on the ring jumped up and jumped onto a high platform. There were nine gorgeous chairs on the high platform, and the chair in the center was empty. This was the throne of the Canglong Demon Emperor. The emperor did not come in person, but the etiquette should not be messed up.
The Mo Bing Demon King bowed to the eight people, and then turned around and shouted to the eight hundred contestants: "The rules of this third level are very simple. There are eight rings on it, corresponding to the numbers you have drawn. , 50 people scuffle in each arena, and only one person is left!"
(End of this chapter)