The competition between the geniuses of the Everlasting Night Kingdom was held in this royal city.

For a time, from the long night underworld

The real geniuses from the eighteen underworld cities gathered here one after another.

Participate in the competition between the geniuses of the underworld and win a higher ranking. On the one hand, you can win honors for yourself and the force you belong to, and you can also get rewards from the underworld. Especially those who win the laurels can get a piece of nine.

Transfer Tian Ming Dan as a reward.

However, not everyone is qualified to participate in the competition.

Basically, if you don't have the strength of the Holy Lord Realm, you won't be qualified at all. The Ming Changliu disguised as Chen Feng only stood out from the talented people in the Third Underworld City because of his breakthrough to the entry level of the Holy Lord Realm.

A prodigy at the level of the Holy Lord will receive a spot in the Royal City Competition.

At this moment, there is a huge black arena, surrounded by everyone's attention.

Chen Feng stood on the ring, holding a black long sword, facing an extremely majestic Nether Tribe prodigy.

The aura of the prodigy of the underworld was extremely powerful, and there was a powerful and condensed meaning in the cold and cold atmosphere. It was like a mountain of death lying across the earth, majestic and motionless.

Immediately, the genius of the underworld roared, and his will erupted like a mountain of death.

boom!

The entire burly body suddenly rose up, carrying an extremely astonishing power and bursting through the air. The strength of the Holy Master Realm exploded without any reservation.

Chen Feng's expression remained unchanged, but he suddenly waved his sword.

What looked like one sword was actually dozens or hundreds of swords in an instant. The dark sword energy gathered into a ball in an instant and turned into a terrifying hurricane that destroyed the heaven and earth and roared out, instantly defeating the opponent.

"Won again..."

"It's so amazing. With the entry-level cultivation of Holy Lord Realm, he has defeated powerful enemies in a row. Even the Great Master of Holy Lord Realm is not his opponent. I think Holy Lord

Even Jing Yuan Perfect may not be his opponent, and Ming Changliu has hope of winning the championship."

"It's unbelievable that the young master of the Feng family, who was originally unknown, turned out to be so secretive."

"Not only has the cultivation level reached the entry level of the Holy Lord Realm, but the Nine-Splitting Mingfeng Sword Technique inherited by the Feng Family has also been cultivated to this level. It is only a thin line away from the highest level of One Thought Splitting Wind..."

"I heard that although Ming Changliu's original talent was good, it was actually not that strong. It was only by chance that he refined a Seventh Transformation Tianming Pill to achieve such a big improvement..."

For a moment, everyone who had just heard the news went crazy.

A pill of Seventh Turn Tianming Pill is so effective, but what about the Nine Turns Tianming Pill?

You must know that the Tianming Pill is not particularly precious in the underworld, but that means that the effect is very effective once it reaches the third level. After the fourth level, the Tianming Pill becomes increasingly rare and precious.

As for the seventh-turn Tianming Dan, it is extremely difficult to obtain it.

In everyone's opinion, Ming Changliu's luck was really excellent. He was able to obtain a Seventh Transformation Tianming Pill, which was a huge piece of shit luck.

Outside the huge arena, a series of spiritual thoughts were everywhere.

"Old ghost Tianluo, I didn't expect that your Feng family would have such an amazing and talented descendant..."

"Haha, it's not surprising that my Feng family has a long history of inheritance."

In the void, spiritual thoughts intertwined, and there were high-level quasi-emperors communicating with each other. The person called Tianluo Old Ghost was the ancestor of the Feng family. In fact, he was also very surprised. He was surprised that there was someone like Ming Changliu in his clan.

Waiting for the talented descendants.

Of course, there was nothing unusual about Ming Changliu, let alone that he was disguised by the human race.

Therefore, I am surprised, but also full of joy.

As for refining a seven-turn Tianming Dan,

It is not impossible to achieve such a huge improvement in the future. After all, the Seventh Transformation Tianming Pill has improved its foundation and led to the enhancement of its talent and potential. It is possible to improve it in all aspects.

The fight continues.

There is only one genius within a hundred years of age in Changye Ming Kingdom who has the highest level of cultivation, and he is the perfect level of the Holy Lord Realm.

If this were placed in the great world of Shenhuang, it would undoubtedly be the top level.

At this moment, Chen Feng once again took the stage and faced this supreme genius in the Holy Master Realm.

"Ming Changliu, you are lucky enough to get a seven-turn Tianming Pill. However, I, Minghuan, announce that your luck ends here."

This top genius who has perfected the Holy Lord Realm stared at Chen Fenghan and said, his words burst into flames in an instant.

Silently, but as fast and strange as a ghost, it appeared directly behind Chen Feng and struck through the air with a strike. Its sharpness was unparalleled and seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

But Chen Feng, as if he had already noticed it, turned around and blocked it with his sword.

This man was slightly surprised. His body flashed and exploded like smoke, turning into a thousand dark and illusory afterimages, all of which covered Chen Feng. In an instant, countless attacks came from all directions and without blind spots.

.

"Thousands of phantoms kill!"

"I didn't expect Ming Huan to cultivate it to such an extent. With his cultivation and the Thousand Phantom Killing Technique, even the average Holy Lord Realm is no match for him. Ming Changliu will lose this time."

"It seems that the results of this competition between geniuses are about to come out."

A series of exclamations sounded from all around the arena, and the spiritual thoughts communicating in the void also showed surprise.

Although in the eyes of high-level quasi-emperors like them, the confrontation in the arena is nothing.

However, looking at the same situation, it is almost invincible and unsolvable.

"Old ghost Tianluo, it seems that your Feng clan has stopped here..."

A joking laughter sounded.

"not necessarily……"

The ancestor of the Feng family naturally knew this, but he was too stubborn to admit it.

Changes occur suddenly!

However, there seemed to be a subtle and harsh sound of wind in the killing move with a thousand afterimages crisscrossing each other. Immediately, there was an extremely condensed pitch-black sword light that tore apart all the afterimages like tearing apart the heaven and earth.

open.

Then, a terrifying death sword power filled the air, cutting away all the remaining images and also cutting through the true body of Minghuan.

"One thought breaks the wind...hahahaha...good, good..."
Chapter completed!