The selection rules for the Supreme Saint Dao Palace are very simple. Every person who comes out shows his strength in a practical challenge way and applies all his talents to actual combat. Regardless of the outcome, he has the chance to be selected, as long as he performs well enough.

Everyone will try their best to show their talents to win, because if they are defeated, they are not attracted by the sages of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace, and they will face the danger of being eliminated. Even if the winner is not selected, they can continue to fight.

Zhuge Ping, the first to fight, was unfortunately defeated the enemy and was defeated, and the Supreme Saint Dao Palace did not give him a chance to fight for the second time. It can be said that the ending was very tragic. After all, Zhuge Ping was a genius junior of the Zhuge family, and it was not easy to get to this point. There were only three people left in the Zhuge family.

"Who will come to the second battle?" The powerful man from the Zhisheng Dao Palace continued to say. The atmosphere in the battlefield became a little more serious. With the lessons of the past, no one dared to underestimate the enemy anymore. Now, there is only one step away from entering the Zhisheng Dao Palace.

"I." A low voice came out, and then everyone saw a figure coming out. Many people showed a strange look when they saw this person.

He actually came out so quickly?

Holy Fire Sect, Evil Silence.

Xie Ji is the most outstanding disciple of the Holy Fire Sect in this generation. He has a higher status and stronger than Du Ao. His cultivation is as high as the top of the seventh-level king. If he goes to fight, who can handle it except the top monsters?

However, there are many people on the battlefield, and everyone doesn't think Xie Ji will choose him as his opponent.

Xie Ji's eyes turned and fell in one direction. Suddenly, many people showed a strange look. Then they saw Xie Ji pointing his finger at Ye Futian and said, "You."

this……

Many people feel it is very strange, Xie Ji, the demon of the Holy Fire Sect, the pride of heaven, and the seventh-class prince. He goes to challenge a heavenly throne, which is really a bit bullying.

Obviously, Xie Ji's battle was purely to avenge Duao, not to be selected by the Shisheng Dao Palace.

"Is this okay?" Yi Xiaoshi narrowed her eyes, looked up at the direction of the Holy Dao Palace, and said, "Can I take the place to fight?"

"No." said the strong man from the Supreme Saint Dao Palace: "This is the rule of selection battle. You can choose your opponent at will. Of course, he can admit defeat. After all, he is just a person who is challenged, and the target of this selection is not him."

Ye Futian is the challenged person, and it doesn’t matter even if he is defeated. Later, he will have the opportunity to take the initiative to challenge others and reveal himself.

Otherwise, passive challenges are also considered. If you meet a powerful person, it will be unfair to those with a low level.

But even so, Xie Ji's identity and realm are a bit bullying, and generally he disdains to do so, but it is understandable that Du Ao was killed.

"Don't go." Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian, and Yi Xiaoshi and the others shook their heads at Ye Futian.

"It's okay to feel it." Ye Futian smiled and then walked to the center of the battlefield.

Xie Ji should be at the top level of combat power in the battlefield. He wanted to try how strong he was. His previous battles were all made with magic weapons to destroy the sky. Now, there are no magic weapons and no emperor intentions. Xie Ji Gao of the seventh-level king and prince realm, and the opponent is also a top-level combat power in the seventh-level king and prince realm. This gap is indeed a bit big.

But since you have come to this battlefield, you have to face it after all, so it’s okay to feel it in advance.

"Xie Ji, the Holy Fire Sect, the Seventh-class King." Xie Ji stared at Ye Futian with a slightly cold expression.

"Please." Ye Futian's previous battle had already reported his name and did not repeat it.

Please fall, and a wisp of dark fire appeared in Xie Ji's pupils. The terrifying will of the king rushed into his mind. In an instant, Ye Futian felt like a terrifying dark fire lotus appeared in his spiritual will, constantly expanding and growing, and pressure came, as if he wanted to swallow and burn his spiritual will.

The same will of the king and princes, but the realm of evil and silence is much higher than that of him, and the will is naturally much stronger. A wonderful light was born from Ye Futian's spiritual will, just like the brilliance of stars, extremely holy, wrapping his own spiritual will without erosion.

"Om." A terrifying dark fire lotus seemed to be burning directly in Ye Futian's mind, extremely domineering, and to directly destroy his spiritual will, which was beyond the level of the pressure of the will of the king.

Xie Ji, he is a spiritual destiny wizard.

Flame is just a kind of his ability. Only a spiritual mage can not only use the will of the king and princes to pressure, but even launch a substantial attack directly on the mental power.

The holy star brilliance wrapped around the spiritual will, and allowed the dark lotus to swallow it, and the defense was not broken. This is the core holy intention of the Wuyun battlefield inheritance. The three holy lights came into being from it and could be controlled by it. Therefore, the two deans of Yanyang Academy and Haoyue Academy were caught and were secretly learned by him.

Xie Ji directly launched an attack with his spiritual will, which was for his life.

Seeing that the spiritual will was unable to destroy Ye Futian, Xie Ji controlled the flame spirit between heaven and earth. In an instant, a wisp of dark fire appeared around Ye Futian's body, turning into many dark lotus, and each dark lotus contained extremely terrible destructive power.

If a spiritual destiny mage releases spells, its speed and power will be stronger.

These dark lotus rotated rapidly around Ye Futian's body. An extremely hot fire of destruction wrapped around Ye Futian's space. The ice will was born. It seemed that white frost appeared around Ye Futian's body. However, under the hot flames, a hissing sound actually made and evaporated directly. This was the crushing of the realm.

"Why are you still fighting?" Outside, Li Qingyi, Qin Yin and Loulanxue were all there. Although they were unable to stay, they were naturally extremely concerned about Ye Futian's battle and were a little nervous.

At this time, a terrible meteorite storm appeared around Ye Futian's body, turning into a body of stars to resist the terrible hot fire.

The crazy-rotating dark lotus suddenly turned into an extremely huge dark lotus, directly covering Ye Futian's body. The meteorite storm was swallowed directly, and many meteorites were burning and destroyed.

"Fin." Xie Ji spitted out a cold sound from his mouth, and the dark fire lotus devoured everything. Ye Futian's body rushed into the void like a flash of lightning. The dark lotus closed and wanted to burn him directly into it.

Golden lightning flashed across the void, and Ye Futian rushed out directly. He was wearing golden armor and bathed in the stars. He seemed to be still flowing around him. A terrifying air current exploded, and the flames dissipated.

"I was not burned and killed." Many people looked at Ye Futian, with good defense.

Xie Ji looked up at Ye Futian, and his palm stretched out again, but he saw Ye Futian laughing and said, "I'll give in, I'll give in."

After saying that, he retreated, retreated directly from the battlefield, and returned to his position.

Xie Ji glanced at Ye Futian indifferently. Although the battle lasted for a short time, he felt that Ye Futian was not simple. Whether it was mental power or physical defense, it was far beyond the level of the heavenly realm. Even the eighth-level king and prince had to burn and kill under his attack.

Zhuge Xing looked at all this indifferently. The reason why he did not take action was that he expected Ye Futian to admit defeat directly. It was meaningless for him to take action.

Yan Jiu, Bing Yi, Chu Shang and many people from Nantian Prefecture paid attention to this battle.

"Without the magic weapon, it seems that I can't go too far." Bing Yi looked at Ye Futian. The magic weapon in Ye Futian's hand seemed very difficult.

"Xie Ji, are you willing to enter a certain island in Qiansheng Island to practice?" A voice came from the ladder. Xie Ji looked over there and said, "I don't want to."

"Then go down first." The man spoke lightly. Even if he was just fighting with Ye Futian, there was obviously someone on Qiansheng Island who was willing to accept Xie Ji, but Xie Ji refused, which was expected.

The core island of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace will only select disciples from the last hundred people left behind.

Those top figures cannot choose a mountain island in Qiansheng Island to practice in front, and they will appear among the last hundred people.

"Next." The powerful man from the Supreme Saint Dao Palace said.

Afterwards, some people walked out and challenged their opponents, some were selected and entered the Holy Dao Palace, and some people with poor performance were eliminated.

Of course, there are still a few people who refuse to invite to Thousand Saint Island and want to stay on the battlefield, their purpose is self-evident.

As the battle broke out, some extremely outstanding top monsters also took action. When the royal family's Huang Jiuge walked out, he randomly challenged a seventh-class prince and punched it out. The imperial qi turned into a true dragon, and it was extremely domineering and directly crushed the opponent.

When Xu Que from Xuelou took action, he was full of murderous aura. He slashed his palm and a blood mark appeared on his opponent's neck. If it weren't for Xu Que's mercy on the battlefield at the foot of the Zhisheng Dao Palace, this slash would have been a direct death.

Zhuge Xing also took action. He just raised his hand and pointed it, and the thunder ting penetrated through the void, and the kalpa arrived, and he fell down directly for convenience.

When Bai Ze of Baiyun City took action, many people did not see clearly how he took action, and they fell down for convenience.

Chi Meng of the Demon God Clan stood there, and Kuangba's body was unshakable. He raised his hand and directly lifted his opponent, like a domineering demon god.

There are also top monsters from all sides who have come out one after another and burst out with terrible combat power. The only people left are all elites, but those top monsters seem to be at another level, crushing everything.

Without exception, they all refused to enter Thousand Saint Island, and their stage would be at the end.

Many people are looking forward to what a brilliant battle will break out when those people collide.

The night at the foot of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace was like the daytime. A strong man released his magic and directly cast a false day, making it impossible for this battlefield to have no night.

No one felt tired, even the people watching the game.

Hundreds of strong men have come out one after another, and there are many outstanding figures emerging. Those big figures are watching every showdown with great interest.

"This battlefield still belongs to those people after all. It seems that I can't see the picture you painted." Zhuge Canyang glanced at the quiet Ye Futian and his group. There were too many outstanding people. He also believed in Zhuge Mingyue's vision. If Ye Futian was a seventh-class prince, he could stand in the center of the stage, but his heavenly position was too weak.

Facing the top figures, he can't even fight.

Not only Zhuge Canyang, but many people feel that as the battle breaks out, their attention to Ye Futian becomes increasingly weak. This battlefield does not belong to him.

At this time, another strong man walked out, and many people looked at him. Someone in the crowd said, "It's Yan Nan from Sword Saint Villa. He has a very strong swordsmanship talent and is not much weaker than Yan Jiu. He has an extraordinary position in Sword Saint Villa and is very strong."

Many people cast their attention, and everyone who stays on the battlefield is a genius.

Yan Nan walked to the center of the battlefield, and he looked at Ye Futian and the others. He was present when Ye Futian snatched their remains before, so he naturally remembered the debt, but he did not challenge Ye Futian again, and challenge Ye Futian, perhaps the other party would admit defeat, which was boring.

"You, come out." Yan Nan's eyes fell on Ye Wuchen, who was also a sword cultivator, and inherited the remains of their Feijian City.
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