However, Lu Xiangxiang still shook her head.

The old man was really anxious. Lu Xiangxiang was so young and had such cultivation. She could pass the passage in eight minutes. Her talent was definitely very high. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Little girl, who is your master? I'll talk to him!"

The old man said.

"My teacher, Lu Ming!"

Lu Xiangxiang's crisp sound sounded, which shocked everyone at the scene.

Yuan Xin, the son of Chaos, flashed two dazzling rays of light in his eyes, like sword light.

The ancient demon's eyes also moved, and a layer of magic light filled his body.

There was also Mu Yang, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes, and he swept towards Lu Xiangxiang with a bad look.

"Lu Ming!"

The unscrupulous monk whispered, as if he was recalling him, and then looked at Lu Xiangxiang for a few more glances.

"Lu Ming, which Lu Ming?"

The old man asked again.

"The land of Yuanshan, Lu Ming, son of Chaos!"

Lu Xiangxiang added.

"It turns out it was him, the son of Chaos Lu Ming. He is young and has a disciple like you. He really has a master and a disciple!"

The old man sighed and then said, "Your master is indeed of great talent. If you don't die, it will be normal to surpass me in the future, but he has already fallen..."

"No, I believe, my master is not dead!"

Lu Xiangxiang shook her head, her delicate little face full of determination.

"Little girl, do you think about it again?" The old man was still unwilling to give up.

"Thank you, senior, but I won't change to worship others as my teacher!"

Lu Xiangxiang shook her head firmly.

"This girl!"

Lu Ming smiled.

"Little guy, what about you? Do you have a master?"

At this time, another old man stared at Ouyang Moli.

"Yes, my teacher, Lu Ming!"

Ouyang Mo left his mouth.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Yuan Xin, Mu Yang and others had their eyes burst out.

"What, Lu Ming, it's Lu Ming again, which Lu Ming?"

Those old men in the Great Emperor Realm were stunned.

"She is my senior sister!"

Ouyang Moli pointed at Lu Xiangxiang and said.

Everyone else was stunned at the scene.

He is really Lu Ming’s disciple.

There are three sons of God in one family, which makes everyone speechless.

How rare is the son of God? It is too rare.

Even in today's golden age, it is extremely rare, with only a few in one place.

That is, now that the Tenth Place Battle is in the Battle, the geniuses of the entire Yuan Land gather, and the son of God can be seen from time to time.

Lu Ming was very good. He was the son of God himself, and he had two disciples, and he was also the son of God. In this case, I am afraid that the strong Emperor of Heaven would be jealous.

"My master, I must not be dead!"

Lu Xiangxiang and Ouyang Moli spoke in unison.

"It's not dead, it's ridiculous, just deceiving yourself!"

Mu Yang opened his mouth and sneered.

"What did you say?"

Lu Xiangxiang glared at Muyang.

"I'm just talking about the facts. If you have a little cultivation, you will be arrogant. If you dare to act wildly in the land of divine destiny, you won't know how you die!"

Mu Yang sneered and mocked.

"Hmph, if I was the Supreme Lord here, what would you be? You will definitely be abused by my master!"

Ouyang Moli said coldly.

"What did you say? Seeking death!"

In an instant, Mu Yang became angry, furious, his face flushed.

He thought that Ouyang Moli was deliberately mocking him. He was indeed cruelly abused by Lu Ming before, and was trampled by Lu Ming, which was completely embarrassed.

But in fact, Ouyang Moli didn't know Mu Yang at all, and he had no idea that he had been tortured by Lu Ming.

"Am I right? You have really been tortured by my master?"

Ouyang Moli saw something and continued to mock him.

"court death!"

Mu Yang was furious, and a cold murderous intent filled his body, and he walked towards Lu Xiangxiang and Ouyang Moli.

"What are you doing? Is this a place for fighting?"

An old man swept his eyes coldly towards Muyang, making Muyang feel cold all over, and cold sweats burst out like a leaking balloon, suddenly falling out.

Finally, the old men sighed, knowing that Lu Xiangxiang and Ouyang Moli would not become disciples, which was a pity.

After that, more and more people passed through the passage.

Half an hour later, about a thousand people passed, and all others who failed were eliminated.

More than three thousand people, and there was only one thousand [new ones] left at once.

"Okay, next, there is a third screening. Come with me!"

The middle-aged emperor came here again and announced the result.

Everyone followed, and the emperors also joined in, and the dense crowds flew to a peak again.

The peak of this peak is extremely wide, as if it was cut off by someone with a sword, and it looks very smooth.

In the middle of the mountain, there is a huge battle platform, with purple and golden light spreading on it, which is the power of the formation.

The middle-aged emperor fell on the battlefield and said, "This round of screening is the last round of screening. This round of screening will only leave eighty places!"

Eighty places!

Everyone was shocked.

There are more than a thousand people, only eighty people left. This probability of elimination is too great.

Moreover, this is just a screening, and the final battle has not yet come to the end?

"The four major war zones have the same rules. Each war zone will select eighty people, a total of three hundred and twenty people, to conduct a real battle and a peak duel!"

"But I tell you that after this screening, you can get an opportunity and a huge opportunity. Many of you may be able to use this to enter the realm of Emperor Wu in one fell swoop!"

The middle-aged emperor announced.

What?

Many people were shocked.

After this screening, you can actually get an opportunity and even enter the realm of Emperor Wu.

You should know that this step is very difficult to overcome from the quasi-emperor to the Martial Emperor.

Since ancient times, countless geniuses have been trapped at this point, some have been trapped for several years, some have been killed for decades, and some have been spent for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Many people even find it difficult to break through in their lifetime.

This is a hurdle, a big cut.

Once you enter, it means that your life span is endless. As long as you pass through the heavenly tribulation once every 300,000 years, you can survive forever. How free is that?

The goal of countless people to practice for a lifetime is to enter the Martial Emperor.

But now, there is an opportunity to break through Emperor Wu, and everyone's hearts are getting hot.

Before the Battle of Tenth Places, the emperor revealed that this battle will be accompanied by great opportunities, and it seems that it is true.

"I must enter the top 80, I must get this opportunity!"

Many people clenched their fists and secretly sweared that they would rush into the top eighty.

And some people who have been eliminated sighed.

Especially those sons of God, their eyes are even more dazzling.

"The rules of this round are very simple. Everyone stepped onto the battlefield together and fought together. The eighty people who were still on the battlefield in the end were the eighty people who advanced in the end!"

"Of course, there is a premise that you can join forces, but the number of people you join forces cannot exceed three. If more than three people are considered a foul!"
Chapter completed!